The strongest soldier

The quiet night sky slowly blew the breeze, which brought a bit of spring warmth through the city streets and alleys, knocking on the doors and windows. In the dark night, countless trees were quietly sprouting new buds, and some unknown insects slowly crawled on the leaves. On the table, he was gnawing young leaves in a hurry. A window of the tallest building in a community was lit and waiting. Two people were sitting quietly inside. One of them was watching the TV with a ferocious face, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness. , it is Jackson, and the other is the think tank.

Zhitan was leisurely leaning on the sofa and thinking deeply about something. He glanced at Jackson from time to time, with a touch of sympathy in his eyes. Soldiers hated betrayal and abandonment the most. The reception was being broadcast on TV, and an elder was making an impromptu speech. The stage was filled with various microphones, and many dignitaries, celebrities, and wealthy people were sitting quietly below.

Jackson stared at the TV screen without saying a word, his lips closed, and his whole body was exuding a chill, as if it were ice that had not melted for hundreds of millions of years. He remained motionless until the end of his speech. The think tank turned off the TV with understanding and said nothing more. Some things can only be endured by the person concerned. Whether he can survive it or not depends on him or her. It is useless what others say.

However, what surprised the think tank was that Jackson suddenly stood up and said angrily: "Please help me."

"What can I help you with?" The think tank didn't expect Jackson to make a decision so quickly. He asked with surprise on his face. He suddenly thought of Jackson's military background and his decisiveness as a soldier, and he was relieved.

"Find him." Jackson pointed at the TV and said coldly.

The TV was turned off, but the think tank knew who Jackson was referring to. He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'm afraid not. I only know that he took a helicopter to the nearest military base. You should know where he is. No one knows where he went afterwards. , but I believe he is no longer at the military base, don’t ask me why, intuition.”

"I trust your intuition, help me find him." Jackson continued coldly, his eyes red, and his breathing became rapid. No one wants to be abandoned, and no one wants to betray. At this moment, Jackson only has Endless anger and humiliation and a hint of confusion.

The think tank had a sharp eye and could see through the confusion in Jackson's heart at a glance, and said disdainfully: "What if you find him? Ask him why he abandoned you? Does it make sense? Can it be changed?"

"Huh?" Jackson was startled, and his livid face gradually turned bitter. Jackson had clearly seen the speech just now, and was sure that there was no fraud. The president he was loyal to had decisively abandoned him, signed an arrest warrant, and Putting all the blame on yourself, do you need to ask why? So what if I ask?

Everything has happened, and looking into the reason is just a manifestation of not daring to face it, which will not help. Jackson is also a person who can take things up and let them go. He sat down helplessly, leaning on the back of the sofa, looking at it with dull eyes. The ceiling was lost in thought, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The think tank sneered and continued: "I wonder if you know the news?"

"What?" Jackson said casually.

"All the family members of the Wild Wolf mercenary group were arrested, more than a hundred of them, and are currently being held in these military camps. Tang Tiantian and his group of more than 20 people secretly rescued them, but they were plotted and all of them were captured." The think tank said coldly.

"What?" Jackson yelled, staring at the think tank and asking: "When did it happen?"

"It happened one day ago for the family members, and it happened an hour ago for Tang Tiantian and the others," the think tank said.

"Me?" Jackson's face changed drastically. He leaned back against the sofa, his mouth opened wide and speechless. His eyes were full of despair and unwillingness. He murmured for a while: "I hurt her. I hurt her, why? Why is this happening?"

"Because there is something wrong with the person you are loyal to." Jackson said disdainfully.

"What do you mean?" Jackson sat upright, looked at the think tank and asked in a deep voice.

"I suspect that your president is also a member of the Dark Church, but there is no evidence. Just think about a small town battle." The think tank said disdainfully.

"What do you mean? Tell me clearly. Don't forget that the president's child died at the hands of the Dark Church. He can't be a member of the Dark Church." Jackson shouted almost hysterically. Instead of yelling at the think tank, he said He was yelling at himself, not wanting to believe that all of this was true.

Things happened too fast, and no one could bear such a big change. The think tank glanced at Jackson coldly, and continued to strike disdainfully: "I have checked what you said. Did you see him die at the hands of the Dark Church or did you hear about it? Some things are not necessarily believed when they are seen. Putting aside this Without telling you anything, let me ask you, how do you explain Sean’s situation?”

Sean was imprisoned in the underground defenses of the Presidential Palace. There were only two people with the authority to open the cell, one was Jackson himself and the other was the president himself. However, Sean disappeared mysteriously, and no clues could be found. How could it be done without a mole? Jackson has been pursuing this matter, but to no avail, but he has never doubted the president. Hearing the words of the think tank, he couldn't help but be startled, and frowned in thought.

If it were in the past, Jackson would never allow anyone to slander the person he was loyal to, but the TV speech just now caused cracks in Jackson's loyalty. After thinking carefully about the words of the think tank, he vaguely felt that it was really possible, otherwise how could he explain Sean A mysterious disappearance?

If it was really the president who did it, it would be easy to let Sean go with the authority the president has. Jackson's face turned pale. The object of his loyal allegiance turned out to be the enemy. He was furious and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The blood fell on the The clothes on his body were dyed red, which was particularly dazzling under the light, as if he was mocking Jackson's foolish loyalty.

The think tank couldn't bear it, but he didn't move. He just looked at Jackson quietly. If he didn't have the endurance, then Jackson wouldn't know how to rescue him. Jackson looked at the void with his eyes blankly, and became He had to focus, his face was cold and silent.

After a while, Jackson suddenly took a deep breath, his confused eyes locked on the think tank, and gradually became sharper. Looking at the twinkling stars in the vast night sky, he said in a deep voice: "I want revenge, please help me."

"You are a smart man and very good. I didn't save you in vain." Seeing Jackson's decision, the think tank rekindled his fighting spirit. He couldn't help but smile and said with some admiration: "What do you want me to do?"

"Help me rescue Tang Tiantian and the others." Jackson said in a deep voice.

"What's in it for me?" Zhitan asked calmly.

"I will convince Tang Tiantian to join you. I am willing to be a soldier as long as I can get revenge." Jackson said solemnly, with a firm tone and pleading eyes.

The think tank knew that Jackson had doubts in his heart and did not really believe that President Sam was from the Dark Church. He just wanted to use his strength to find out the truth and get revenge. He also knew that Jackson had many secrets, which were very important to combating the Dark Church. , everyone took what they wanted and immediately said: "Okay, I promise you."