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Chapter 6257 Spies and Wine

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    Chapter 1,257 Spies and Wine

    "I am a member of the Hammer Organization and have completed the third period of the intelligence force training class. Codename is Stranger." The young man said slowly. His voice, like his appearance, was not special at all, and it was difficult for others to do so.  Describe his voice, because almost every young man has this common voice.

    His answer was a bit special.  He did not say "Yes!" This shows that he did not regard Lincoln as his superior.  He didn't even think of himself as a soldier.  At this moment, around the Gul Bridge, he was the only person with a secret identity like his.  In fact, the people in the Hammer Intelligence Department do not belong to the military ranks.  They are all independent, and only their superiors can lead them, and they are only responsible to their superiors.

    "Did you cut off the Orumi Federation's detonation line?" Lincoln asked slowly.  In fact, he knew very well in his heart that this young man must have done it.  Before arriving at the Gul Bridge, he had already received a notice that there would be someone within the garrison of the Gul Bridge to cooperate with them, and it must be the young man in front of him.

    "I did it." The young man who claimed to be a stranger still answered calmly.  No matter what Lincoln said, there was no change in his feelings at all.  It was as if the Orumi Federation soldiers who had been beaten by the Anmol army and were completely defeated had become completely numb.  Lincoln had to admit that if he were an officer of the Orumi federal army, he would definitely not pay any attention to such a subordinate. Even if the detonation line was cut off, he would not be suspicious of him.  Because he is so ordinary and inconspicuous, perhaps this is one of the basic elements of an intelligence officer.

    For strangers and the intelligence department behind him, Lincoln didn't know how to describe carefully. In his heart, they were definitely a secret existence, and they always worked in the most dangerous places.  Appear quietly in the most unexpected places.  They have never been made public and have always been so unknown. No one knows where they are, but their achievements have been spread astonishingly.  There are many vivid examples that make people yearn for it.

    But they should not be approached. They always seem to be a very self-centered group. They never take the initiative to deal with the outside world. They are always highly closed to themselves. They always keep silent about the things they have done.  He remained silent until he died and was taken into the coffin.  It can be said that for such a group of people, it is difficult for comrades to notice their existence. Only their opponents can feel their danger in the dark.

    The sun is very strong. It seems that they should not appear in the sun. Strangers may be just a small exception.  In fact, even standing under the sun, Lincoln seemed to feel that the sun could not shine on strangers. Such people seemed to have been trained to be immune to the sun, and the sun was not willing to waste its light on strangers.  on them.

    "Are you from Orumi?" Suddenly curious, Lincoln asked casually.  Although the stranger is from the Hammer Intelligence Department, he should have been in the Orumi Federation Army for a long time. If he is a foreigner, there will definitely be more or less clues. Only if he is a pure Orumi  Only the Mi people can avoid these small mistakes.

    The stranger did not answer, as if he had not heard Lincoln's words.

    Lincoln immediately shut up and didn't ask. At the same time, he felt that he had made a mistake. He should never ask about things he shouldn't ask, never know things he shouldn't know, and never say things he shouldn't say.  This is the most basic confidentiality regulation. How could you forget it?  The identities of intelligence officers are related to their lives. No one knows their detailed information except their immediate superiors.

    Or, for the young man in front of him, even a stranger is just his code name. As for his real name, Lincoln believes that he will never know it in this life.  As for where he comes from and where he will go in the future, it is not something that Lincoln and others can understand, nor should they understand. They are completely two people on different fronts, and they only came together because of very accidental reasons.

    "I'm here to give you this map. It should be of great help to you." The young stranger suddenly said, and then took out a wrinkled map from his arms.

    Lincoln took it and looked at it doubtfully. It turned out to be a crude map drawn by a stranger by hand. It simply and accurately marked the distribution of the troops around the Gur Bridge, and even the names of their commanders.  The map looks very simple, but the information provided is exactly what Lincoln and the others need most.

    "Thank you!" Lincoln said sincerely.  Of course he could imagine that a stranger would draw such aIt was probably accumulated by Fanni Tederst by extorting wine merchants. These wines were very precious to them, but it was naturally another matter for the smugglers.

    "Captain, this is definitely a good thing. Let's share it quickly. If we wait for the people behind us, I'm afraid the hair will be gone." Khan felt a little drunk before he drank. It was a typical narcissism. Lincoln  I almost couldn't help but kick him.

    No way, Russians are famous for their love of drinking.

    "Bring it up, share a few bottles with each person, and let everyone drink some. It's a reward for everyone, but don't get drunk." Lincoln said cheerfully. Who knows when the follow-up troops will arrive, maybe wait for them  When they arrived, the more than two hundred and fifty members of the commando team were already lying on the Gul Bridge, waiting for them to collect their bodies.  If you don't drink these wines, it's better to waste them all and die a happy death.

    The Khan was overjoyed and immediately went out to call for people to prepare for a great shift in the universe and get them all out. After a while, several mercenary leaders came and brought several soldiers to serve as porters. Everyone saw so many  There is so much good wine in the hinterland, my eyes are shining brightly, and I heard that everyone can share it, I feel that itch in my heart, and I can¡¯t help it right away.  After giving the order, everyone immediately moved the wine out and divided it among everyone.  Everyone drank happily, and the atmosphere on the battlefield felt as lively as a festival.

    Only Eric and the other snipers are teetotal.  They need the highest level of calmness and the highest level of judgment at all times. A little alcohol will hinder them from fighting and making accurate judgments.  Therefore, even though they were hiding in the jungle beside the bridge and smelled the smell of alcohol floating in the air, they didn't feel the slightest move.

    "Wait, don't move them all, leave some for the boss and the others. Say hello to the follow-up troops. There is good wine waiting for them here. I dare say they must run faster than rabbits. Brothers, for the sake of our little  Think about your life. Save some, save some, really save some" Lincoln suddenly remembered something and said hurriedly.

    But those soldiers were reluctant to stay and moved away one after another. After a lot of hard work, Lincoln finally left more than ten bottles of wine, and the rest was moved away by the wolf-like subordinates.

    "You guys are beasts" Lincoln could only lament helplessly.  I also regret my short-sightedness. Why didn't I think of this life-saving remedy earlier?

    But for the time being, even if the follow-up troops arrive here in a hurry, only the commando soldiers can enjoy these good wines.  To be precise, they were ruined.  They were laying mines, holding wine bottles, working, and tasting the wine. It seemed that they had never encountered such a good thing.

    "I dare say that I have never thought of such a good thing in my life. The Orumi Federation is really a good place." A mercenary said with emotion.

    The other warriors laughed.  It turned out that before this, they had cursed the hellish place called Orumi Federation countless times and vowed never to come here again.  Now these fine wines have actually changed their impression of the Orumi Federation. The sun is indeed coming out from the west.

    Two hours later, Khan came to report that the landmines had been basically laid, and the roads more than 300 meters apart at both ends of the Ghor Bridge were all covered by landmines and explosives from the Anmol Army.  These plastic explosives from the Orumi Federation Army are very powerful, but there are also a lot of them.  It indeed brought great help to the Anmol Army. Otherwise, with the explosives carried by the Anmol Army themselves, they would definitely not be able to lay such a long minefield.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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