China's Capital, the capital, was a cultural and political centre.
The Jingdu Hotel, which was known for its secrecy, was currently overcrowded, and the guests were all highly respected and influential elites.There wasn't the slightest bit of joy on the faces of so many people.
Their faces were filled with coldness, fear, expectation, and helplessness.This wasn't a wealthy holiday hotel, nor was this a high-class gathering place.
This was the headquarters of the National Magical Administration and the George Administration.
Many years ago, in order to better prevent the great threat posed by natural disasters, the State Council specially integrated the two bureaus together, in order to release information faster, and the response measures were more decisive..There is no denying that there are many elites here.
They are all ironblood soldiers fighting at the front line, but the next thing seems to make them change their minds; because the leader is angry, and has been banned many years ago.In the huge office, the stone and blue glass that were several inches thick could be seen reflecting the Yang Pass in the distance.
Sitting on the leather sofa was a middle-aged man who was criticizing his subordinates with all his might.
He couldn't help but touch his glasses when he was excited and spit on the face of an assistant!.In the huge office, the stone and blue glass windows that were several inches thick could be seen reflecting the Yang Pass in the distance.
On the leather sofa sat a strict middle-aged man who was criticizing his subordinates with all his might.
He couldn't help but rub his glasses and saliva on his face from time to time!Ever since they arrived at this place, their subordinates rarely saw their superiors have such a big temper.
At this moment, a charming and beautiful young woman walked in with a thick folder in her hand accompanied by the sound of rubbing."General Zhou, Major Mo has returned to the country and is waiting outside the office!" The woman's voice was very serious, as if it had nothing to do with her charming appearance."Let them in!" The middle-aged man, surnamed Zhou, was furious.
However, after finishing his words, he relaxed his tense face.
He was the mainframe here, Zhou Keqiang, who had the title of General.He gently closed the office door and walked in front of his superior, "General, I'm late.
"Zhou Jiangjun's eyes widened in shock.
He looked at Mo Ran and sat down on the sofa."You guys can leave first!"After the sound of footsteps, there were only four people left in the office."Little Mo, do you know something strange happened in China?!" Zhou Keqiang sounded exhausted.His heart clenched, and he immediately understood what was going on.
He had heard of this place before in Okinawa, and seeing Zhou Keqiang's change in mood, he didn't interrupt.
Instead, he simply stood quietly by the side and listened."We received an alarm from Tokyo four hours ago.
The aliens entered in large batches.
They are already in the middle of Okinawa and He He.
The current form is very difficult to suppress.""General, are you saying that we need to eliminate the UN Peacekeeping force?" When he heard this, he had personally experienced it, just like he was in a dream.
However, if he went to rescue someone from Tokyo, he would be enraged at the thought of a proud little man."Haha!
Little Mo, you still don't know me?
As a soldier, although it's wise and righteous, it's still worth it.
However, we're not going to Weiwei.
This is a global disaster.
Our intelligence bureau learned that a small batch of mutated crises have already erupted in a few districts in Yunnan Myanmar."...""Ah!" Mo Ran was shocked and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhou Keqiang reaching out his hand."You're the most outstanding local general in China.
I'm sure you know how powerful the Mutant Corpse Poison is.
We've already made protection measures, and most of the residents around you are now isolated.
It's just that..." Zhou Keqiang paused for a moment."Just what?" Mo Ran knew the severity of the matter and asked anxiously."As of now, thousands of people have already been infected, and are currently spreading underground..." The person who spoke was Zhou Keqiang's beautiful assistant, Qiu Shaohua.
As a professional who specialized in collecting classified information, she couldn't even finish her sentence.
She had already realized that the current situation was probably on the verge of disaster..He had traveled through countless tombs, and had experienced many things.
However, he had been scared half to death by what had happened that day.
However, he had a question in his mind.
Why did the group of foreign visitors only appear abroad?"Xiaomo, this is an order from your superiors to formally appoint you as the scouting troop's vanguard." Zhou Keqiang's deep voice interrupted his train of thought.
Then, he handed over a copy of the authority letter and an order.In the investigation team, such a task has been done more than once.
Whether it is acupuncture, positioning, Duan Jin, Feng Shui, etc.
Before dealing with everything, Mo was always the vanguard.
This time, he accepted happily."Little Mo, this mission isn't as ordinary as usual.
The higher-ups attach great importance to this mission.

You can only allow success, and you're not allowed to fail.
Even if the mountains collapse and the earth collapse, the universe is destroyed, you still have to obtain some information.
This is an order!" Zhou Keqiang said.
Not only did he strengthen his tone, but the imposing aura he emitted caused everyone to lower their heads in silence.."General, don't worry.
If you don't succeed, then you'll become a Benevolent Man!" After all, Moran was a hot-blooded man.
His hot-blooded face didn't affect his handsome face at all.The atmosphere in the office was no longer tense.
The four of them sat on the sofa and analyzed the situation."General, I'm willing to go to the disaster zone as the vanguard!"Wang Jianghe was the one who had been silent all this time.
He was his archenemy, and even though his skills weren't small, he couldn't be more arrogant than Wang Jianghe.When he said this, he didn't want to give the credit to Mo Ran for nothing."This is the order from your superiors.
You have your own mission.
If you want to go, then who are you going to give your mission to?" Zhou Keqiang said angrily."General, my mission this time isn't just to manage logistics, is it?" Wang Jianghe bombarded Zhou Keqiang, his eyes filled with disdain.
"What's he doing?
Why does he have to take credit for every single time?
I don't know how important it is for us to help each other."Slap!?Zhou Keqiang slammed down heavily on the coffee table, his eyes staring fixedly at Wang Jianghe, who was speaking."Soldiers, obeying orders is your duty; you don't want to strip me of my military uniform and get lost!"Zhou Keqiang was angry, but the few people in the office couldn't do anything.Where can I find "self"?
A high school, a warm family, or war?In the depths of the cold and suffocating universe, he was reading yellow time and space scrolls; he abandoned his golden body cultivation and resolutely stepped into this era of Fire Beacon smoke.Therefore, he became a magistrate, joined the warlord, became a robber, and joined the imperial army.This was a chaotic era of treacherous villains, and also an era of heroes.This was an era of suffocation and creating miracles.This was an ambiguous era, a snowy era.The song and dance here are level, and the steps here are shockingIn the last year of the Tang dynasty, the vassal vassal strongholds were cut off.
The Nine Provinces were torn apart, and heroes chased after the deer.
A great war was about to break out.Tang Moxuan is a government official, and his friends are in chaos, and disasters are repeated.
The officials are tight on their finances, so that people have a hard life.
The streets and alleys are full of corpses, and the people on the night Tang land are full of rebellion; and a section of the history of smoke and war is drawn to the beginning..Although Tang Zhaozong had a good name, he didn't have any substantial authority.
The Great Tang Dynasty was already in name.
The vassal states took advantage of the revolt of the people to gradually strengthen themselves.
In name, they removed the thief and helped the king.
In secret, they began to scheme against each other.
They only hoped that one day, they would be able to steal the Dragon Court and unify the world.Tang Hao, who wasn't willing to be a puppet, knew that Luoyang's life was forfeited, but he didn't want to part with the three hundred years of Tang Shengshi's history.
Thus, Zhaozong gathered a group of martial artists and loyal guards to form a suicide squad.
His goal was to protect the crown prince's grandson and eradicate the rebels from the outside world.
Emperor Tang, Zhaozong, wept blood.
The people of the Imperial Guard of the mortal dragon banner all had the right to beheaded first and then act later.
In the imperial court, there was no need for a knife to be removed..They were swordsmen who were only loyal to the king, the sharp blades of the Great Tang country, and they were cold but hot water; they were alone but loved as brothers; they regarded death as they returned; they were brutal; they traveled only at night, and they only needed a knife to kill.They were ordered to assassinate the highly powerful Zuojin Jinwuwei and the Imperial Guard at that time, so that they could have a chance to catch their breath.
However, they were ambushed by Zhuwen's army, and all of them were killed.
From then on, the Imperial Guard of the Dragonlight Empire became a legend.Zhuwen knew that the Heaven's Will had been decided, the Great Tang's momentum had declined, and the destruction of Tang had been decided.
He sent troops to kill all the officials in the imperial palace.
Under the protection of the night, he forced Zhaozong Zonghuangdi to go south to the eastern palace, forcing him to end the regret of his life in the imperial court.What was funny was that he had passed through the void and possessed Guanshan Shanhouhuguogongtangmao in a bizarre way.
As a result, everything slowly changed.
With the memories of his previous body, he had formed his own armed force and quietly changed the course of history as he walked through the wind and rain..Since it was an ancient invasion of modern cities, modern writing and modern elements were the necessary theme.
But why was the beginning of the ancient demonic battlefield?
Here, let me tell you, it was just an ancient dream made by modern people.
Pigfoot was undoubtedly a grave-digger, but there were no lack of people who lived a hundred years in modern cities, let alone those who lived for several lifetimes.
In writing, one would use the most advanced human science to explain the mysteries of it.