Wind Rises in Dragon City

As the capital of the Red Riding Hood Army, Desola endured two days of offensive and defensive battles. Most of the city was devastated, and the surrounding towns were almost completely turned into ruins.

Looking around, the flames of war are burning everywhere, continuing to spread towards the city.

At this time, the center of the city was relatively safe under layers of protection and had not been affected by the war.

In the government building, Kang Dinghuang stood in the office, looking at the huge sand table in front of him, his eyes were a little empty, and accompanied by slight tinnitus.

He couldn't help pinching his brows, his face showing a deep sense of fatigue.

"Director, are you okay?" Seeing his appearance, the secretary stepped forward and asked with concern.

Kang Dinghuang waved his hand lightly, supported the sand table, and fell into deep thought again.

He traveled thousands of miles from District 1 to this war-torn city for the simple purpose of giving Bahiacho a shot in the arm and regaining his confidence. But in the face of a huge gap in troop strength, this method of boosting morale has little effect. The frontline battlefield was not going well. In recent days, Desola's outer defense line gradually collapsed. Bahiacho organized several counterattacks, but it didn't have any effect.

Such an unfavorable situation made Kang Dinghuang very anxious. Holding the sand table, he felt some tightness in his chest, and double vision appeared in his eyes.

After a while, Kang Dinghuang got up slowly, went to the chair next to him and sat down, and said to the secretary, "Bring my medicine."

The secretary couldn't help but persuade softly: "Director, you can't take any more. You have taken the medicine three times today."

Kang Dinghuang slightly emphasized his tone, and said repeatedly: "Bring it."

The secretary didn't say anything, turned and left the room to help get the medicine.

"Drip Lingling!"

The office door had just closed when the phone rang. Kang Dinghuang took out his mobile phone and connected the call: "Hello?"

Kong Zhenghui's voice came from the microphone: "Ju Kang, the itinerary for the upper-level visit to Dragon City has been finalized, and I have sent the complete process to your mobile phone."

Kang Dinghuang paused for a moment, and asked, "Who are the main participants?"

"There is Commander Wang, and the chief foreign minister of our Military and Political Council, and..." Kong Zhenghui said six or seven names in succession.

Kang Dinghuang frowned and remained silent for a long time.

He actually resented this action in his heart, but he still held back his emotions and asked, "Has the work of the Security Council been arranged?"

"This is what I want to report to you." Kong Zhenghui said immediately: "Our security committee has received the task of emphasizing the orientation of public opinion on the spot. I have arranged 250 internal personnel, all of whom were with me in the Huatong Association. Yes, very reliable. Let them pretend to be anti-war people in the occupied areas, cooperate with the leader's speech, and help us carry out further propaganda."

Kang Dinghuang thought for a while, then asked again: "What about the security plan, are you sure?"

"Yes, it has been confirmed." Kong Zhenghui immediately replied: "The main security work must be carried out by the Tsing Yi Bureau. But after the leader arrives at the scene, the security work of the reception party will be done by us, including Some event locations and the like."

Kang Dinghuang pondered for a while, then slowly said: "This decision is quite good, there is no problem, you can report the detailed list of the 250 people and their personal information later."

Kong Zhenghui replied very simply: "Okay! Before the event starts, I will definitely send you the complete information."

Kang Dinghuang nodded lightly: "Okay, that's it, go get busy."

"Ok."

The two hung up the phone, Kang Dinghuang sat on the chair, rubbed his aching head, and thought for a long time.

Soon, the office door was pushed open, and the secretary came in again: "Ju Kang, your medicine."

"Yes." Kang Dinghuang took the pills and sent them to his stomach with hot water.

After a while, the headache and dizziness gradually subsided, and Kang Dinghuang's thoughts became much clearer. He thought for a while, picked up his phone, and dialed Commander Wang directly.

"Hey, Xiaokang, how is the situation over there?"

"..." Kang Dinghuang was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Commander...do you have to go?"

Commander Wang naturally knew what he was asking, so he paused and said, "If you can win the battle there, naturally I don't have to go. It's a pity that you didn't win the battle..."

Hearing this, Kang Dinghuang was silent again, and after a while he said: "Kong Zhenghui gave me a report just now. I don't think Kong Zhenghui should be handed over to the security work of the reception party. Change people and hand it over to the Tsingyi Bureau, or Your guard regiment will do."

Commander Wang was taken aback, but didn't say anything.

The two chatted about other things, and after about five minutes, they hung up the phone.

Kang Dinghuang put the phone on the table, reached out to pick up the cigarette case from the table, and lit a cigarette for himself. Looking at the rising smoke ring, he fell into deep thought.

In fact, deep down in his heart, Kang Dinghuang was very opposed to the plan of the Dragon City visiting group this time. He felt that the commander-in-chief of the Chinese Corps went to the war zone to do this kind of show, like a clown being played by others, shameful and ugly.

But in fact, they are now clowns! It is the Chinese who are rebelling, and the bigger the battle, the more decadent it is. Therefore, the Chinese groups that are pro-regional are also very sensitive to the relationship with the upper class.

Now, the situation in the old Mexican battlefield has been reversed, and the Chinese living in the first district have even less right to speak.

Thinking of this, Kang Dinghuang slowly closed his eyes, quickly sorted out his emotions, and continued to plan the follow-up plan in his mind.

…

District One, the headquarters of the Security Council.

In the corridor, Kong Zhenghui and a dozen staff members were walking quickly. Everyone was in a hurry, holding a bunch of materials in their hands, talking about something while walking.

"Just do what I said before, and do it quickly!" Kong Zhenghui handed a document he had just read to the staff next to him, then turned his head, and said to the secretary: "The document for two hundred and fifty people The list, hurry up and produce a detailed report, the more detailed the better, send it to the Tsing Yi Bureau immediately!"

"Okay." The secretary nodded.

Kong Zhenghui looked at Kong Zhengqi again, and said in a hasty tone: "In addition, our action team will do the internal security work. We will deploy and control the points along the way in advance, and Xiaoqi will be responsible for this matter."

"Okay, I see!" Kong Zhengqi also hurriedly responded.

"Next, work on the venue..." Kong Zhenghui did not slow down, and continued to arrange work at the same time.

"Drip Lingling!"

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly. Kong Zhenghui took out his cell phone from his pocket, glanced at the caller ID, and found that it was the call from the deputy director of Tsing Yi Bureau. He thought for a while, then connected the phone: "Hello?"

The voice on the other side said peacefully: "President Kong, I have just received news from the headquarters. Considering that your security committee has been busy with work recently and is short of manpower, after the decision of the headquarters, UU Read www.uukanshu.com About The matter of the Dragon City visiting group was originally handled by the security of your reception party, but now it is handed over to Commander Wang's security team."

Hearing this, Kong Zhenghui suddenly stopped his steps, subconsciously clenched his fists, and instantly recalled the previous conversation with Kang Dinghuang in his mind.

He paused for a while, then said in a cold voice, "Okay..."

…

A district, somewhere.

Yu Mingyuan was smoking a cigarette, standing in the middle of an abandoned factory building.

After waiting for a long time, two cars with no lights on came quietly and stopped in the dark yard. Several figures pushed open the car door and stepped down.

Yu Mingyuan turned his head to look, and found that among these people, the leaders were Yao Doudou, Tang Yao, Da Xiong, Hou Zi and others. He threw the cigarette **** and immediately greeted him.

Yao Doudou saw him and grinned, "Long time no see."

Yu Mingyuan hugged him, and then said: "Take a stud, go home after the shuttle!"