Walk alone in the abyss

The piercing whistle echoed in the training ground of the No. 4 base, where noisy shouts erupted. Thousands of Luofeng soldiers who were full of energy and could not get vent, shouted the slogan of "Fourth Guards Regiment and Four Teams" number.

The elite contest is over.

The scene was very tragic.

Of the hundreds of soldiers who participated in the battle, half were subdued to the ground, and the other half were wounded all over their bodies.

In the most central area of ​​the 'battlefield', Yang Ming was sitting on the back of a strong man. There were a few footprints on his white vest, and the sides of his military boots were covered with dark red blood.

Not a drop of blood was his own.

"Have you taken it yet?"

Yang Ming lowered his head and asked.

The burly man under his buttocks struggled with all his strength, and roared unwillingly: "You fucking play dirty Yang Ming! I don't accept it!"

"Yes," Yang Ming jumped up, "I'll give you this chance."

The bruised and burly man shivered, stared at Yang Ming with eyes like sizing up a monster, and his voice became much gentler: "I, I admit that I was a little loud just now, but in a certain sense... I have already We lost, Captain Yang Ming."

Yang Ming curled his lips and said, "I don't accept it, I don't believe that you only have such little strength."

"No, no, I really only have this strength... Hiss."

The captain of the third team wanted to stand up, but he gasped in pain: "Why are you attacking so hard! Oh, help me get a stretcher! I can't walk!"

Yang Ming shook his head full of disappointment.

The group of soldiers and officers who watched the excitement from the outside slowly dispersed with ruthless ridicule at the losers.

"gather!"

Yang Ming let out a loud roar, more than one hundred and sixty members of the fourth brigade quickly lined up, all with bruises and swollen faces, and wounds all over their bodies. Many of them walked with a limp, and half of the members needed help from others.

But after they stood still, they were still high-spirited and upright, their eyes full of fire.

Hundreds of soldiers poured in from the periphery, carrying the wounded forward and cleaning the battlefield.

"Starting today," Yang Ming's voice was still calm and flat, "the Fourth Guards Regiment only has one sharp knife brigade, which is our 004! We have all of them, target the fourth team's infirmary, run... Forget it, walk slowly forward."

A group of soldiers roared with laughter, helping each other to the infirmary in twos and threes.

Yang Ming glanced left and right, with a slight smile on his lips.

He likes the atmosphere here.

There was a thin and frail middle-aged officer who strolled over from not far away.

This is Yang Ming's immediate superior, the captain of the 4th Brigade of the Guards, with the rank of lieutenant colonel, he is a typical noble officer, he doesn't like to appear in front of Yang Ming and the soldiers on weekdays.

After Yang Ming drank with him twice, they became 'heart-to-heart' friends.

Recently, the 4th Brigade of the 4th Guards Regiment has gained fame. This lieutenant colonel is smiling all day long, and rarely shows such a worried look like today.

"Captain Yang Ming!"

He yelled a few meters away.

"Sir!"

Yang Ming gave a symbolic military salute, and said with a grin: "Our soldiers are the bravest."

"Come on," the lieutenant colonel curled his lips, "I'm not one of those brats whose blood boils with just a few words from you. The bravest one is you, Captain Yang Ming. They just got their fighting spirit activated by you. That's it. , I just received a message about..."

Yang Ming put his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "The defense and guard of honor work of the Sherman Mission has been handed over to our fourth regiment?"

"How do you know? This is inside information!" The lieutenant colonel was full of astonishment.

Yang Ming shrugged: "I have my own news and connections, you know sir."

"That's right," the lieutenant colonel breathed a sigh of relief, "Since you already know, I won't say anything more. I will discuss it at a meeting tonight. I will try my best to get a job as a guard of honor. I just need to stand for a while."

"Thank you sir."

"Well," sighed the lieutenant colonel, "I hope nothing unexpected happens."

The lieutenant colonel's words seemed to mean something.

Yang Ming nodded with a smile, and continued to act stupid to the lieutenant colonel.

After the lieutenant colonel left, Yang Ming went straight back to the locker room. The soldiers and low-ranking officers he met along the way would retreat and pay attention to show their respect.

Yang Ming took off the clothes on his body, went to take a shower under the shower in the corner.

Accompanied by the sound of splashing water, the hidden earphones plugged into Yang Ming's ears finally heard Lu's voice.

"It's been confirmed, boss. It was the third prince who arranged for the fourth regiment of guards to do the security work of the mission through General Wuli. They want to cause some trouble for you, boss, and make you lose the chance of promotion."

General Uli?

Yang Ming grabbed the shower to rinse his neck, and quickly flashed a few messages in his heart.

The Royal Guard is divided into three main bodies - the Guards, the Supervision, and the Guards.

The guard regiment is responsible for security inspection and patrol inside the palace. A total of nine full-staffed regiments have been deployed to be responsible for the security inside the palace.

The monitoring group is mainly responsible for monitoring various situations inside and outside the palace, and occasionally dispatches the minister of protection. A total of three groups are deployed, and the deployment locations are relatively scattered.

The guard group is responsible for checkpoints and patrols outside the palace, with a large number of people.

In addition, there is also a quick-response force that directly obeys the emperor's orders, which is also classified as the royal guard. The number is unknown, and Lu can't find relevant information.

The second prince Edwan's confidant, General Philemon, is in charge of the monitoring group, and the third prince's confidant, General Uli, is in charge of the guards.

"The third prince is going to fuck me now?"

Yang Ming was quite puzzled by this.

He hasn't even been promoted to the military rank yet, but he has gained a reputation of being able to fight in the Guards, and he has used Lu's information advantage to mess up the mentality of the generals a few times, why...

"Boss, we must respond in advance."

Ritsu's voice was very calm.

This just shows the seriousness of the situation.

"Boss, we must take into account that the Sherman Empire is the overlord of the Luofeng Empire. In front of the Sherman Mission, any mistakes or flaws will hurt the nerves of the Luofeng Empire's senior management.

"They're ready to embarrass you, and that's enough to kill your political future."

Yang Ming murmured: "Why are you so embarrassed?"

"This, General Wuli hasn't figured it out yet," Lu snorted, "We might as well spread the video of this Wuli and his bedmates on the Internet, and get him out of the stage first."

Yang Ming smiled: "Analyze, is there any possibility of avoiding the opponent's attack?"

"Boss, Uli has already issued relevant military orders, and there is no time to evade them."

Yang Ming couldn't help but fell silent.

Holding the rusty shower head, he continued to rinse his clean body, and the hesitation in his eyes gradually receded.

"I kind of like living here."

Yang Ming shook his head, and said in a weak voice: "Start the moth project in advance, and the time is set for tomorrow night. I need to contact the emperor in advance to see if I can leave him with a good impression."

Law reminded: "Forcibly changing the planned time will definitely leave some traces. And the boss has an appointment with Miss Windsor tomorrow night."

"It's a business to change the date to tonight."

"Good boss."

"Send the video of Wuli and his bed partner to Edwan anonymously," Yang Ming reminded, "Remember to put a mosaic on it, our Second Highness is a pure middle-aged man, he doesn't like dirty things."

Ritsu chuckled and thought of something fun.

...

When Yang Ming went on a date, he was still wearing military trousers and military boots, and casually matched it with an ordinary shirt.

Compared to Yang Ming's slightly casual attire, Miss Windsor would dress up carefully every time.

like tonight.

Windsor's long, smooth hair hung over her smooth shoulders, and her sexy collarbone was like a flower bud, supporting her slender neck and her delicate but not gaudy face.

The two of them were talking about the topics they hadn't finished talking about last time. Regarding interstellar navigation, Yang Ming just briefly talked about the dangers and skills of flying a spaceship, and she could listen very intently.

This was their fifth date, and Yang Ming decided to achieve some substantial results tonight.

After dinner, the two took a brief walk in the pedestrian street.

With his hands in his trouser pockets, Yang Ming used his military boots to measure the size of the bricks on the pedestrian street.

Windsor had her hands behind her back, her long hair in a shawl and a short tube top skirt, which attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Yang Ming looked at her long and slender legs, made sure that she was not wearing high heels, and asked with a smile, "Do you always bring so many bodyguards with you every time you go out?"

"Huh? So many bodyguards?" Windsor blinked, "I only have one driver nearby, responsible for picking up and dropping off."

"No, they are all around," Yang Ming said pretending to be mysterious.

Windsor looked around curiously, but found no suspicious figure.

Yang Ming suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Before Windsor could react, a gentle force pulled her forward and began to run.

"Hey! Ming!"

Almost as soon as Yang Ming pulled her and ran a few meters away, more than a dozen men and women moved in all directions at the same time.

When Yang Ming dragged her to run for a certain distance, the dozen or so men and women couldn't bear it anymore and immediately chased after her.

Seeing this, Windsor's eyes widened, she turned her head to look at the figure behind her in disbelief, her running frequency became more and more eager, and instead she began to pull Yang Ming forward.

Two minutes later.

Yang Ming and Windsor were leaning against the billboard together, and more than a dozen men and women roared and rushed over.

The two looked at each other, laughed at the same time, and quickly pursed their lips to hold back the laughter.

She was a little panting, her chest was rising and falling, because she insisted on shaping and exercising on weekdays, which gave her fairly good physical strength.

"Your father is also thinking about your safety," Yang Ming said softly.

Windsor whispered: "I thought there were only one or two people watching me, but I didn't expect there to be so many, it was too scary."

"The current situation is not stable," Yang Ming said in a warm voice, actively looking for eye contact.

When Windsor saw his burning eyes, her breathing became slightly and slow unconsciously; her eyes dodged, then flashed brightly again, and finally stared at Yang Ming's eyes, without avoiding back.

Windsor grabbed the sleeve of Yang Ming's shirt, as if unable to bear his gaze, she chose to close her eyes slowly, her jelly-like lips parted slightly...

legal thinking space.

The mechanical thinking body looked at the kissing picture that appeared on the screen in front of it, and kept curling its lips and shaking its head, and took a bag of potato chip-shaped snacks, watching it with relish.

...

Another sleepless night.

Yang Ming was lying on the bed tossing and turning, there was a dryness and heat in his body that could not be evacuated.

Although he really wanted to take down Windsor directly, but being able to kiss Fangze today is already a phased achievement, and the reason why it is too late must be understood.

When embracing her charming body, Yang Ming just hugged her slender waist which was strengthened by the vest line honestly, and did not do anything too offensive. This is already great perseverance.

'It's not bad to have a serious relationship in Luofeng. '

Yang Ming thought excitedly.

As soon as he closes his eyes now, he sees Windsor's beautiful face, and as long as he rubs his fingers, he can recall the wonderful touch left by her smooth skin.

"law."

"Boss," Lu's figure appeared beside the bed.

"Repeat the steps of the moth plan, let's check if there are any mistakes or omissions."

"Good boss."

A three-dimensional projection map of the palace appeared in front of Yang Ming.

"Now that the duty schedule has been arranged, you will be on duty near the emperor's bedroom for six hours tomorrow, from 4 pm to night, and the moth plan will be activated when the sun goes down.

"At that time, a large number of viruses will appear on the palace's internal network, and the virus samples are taken from the tool library of the new federal agent.

"All the safety locks on the six paths leading to the emperor's bedroom will be disabled, but only the path marked in front of you can successfully reach the emperor's bedroom.

"You need to arrive at the bedroom within three minutes and lead your team to complete the protection of the emperor."

Law paused: "The biggest uncontrollable factor now is the emperor's own course of action. If he is not in the palace, I will make temporary adjustments. There are still many uncontrollable factors that require you to respond on the spot."

Yang Ming nodded, and asked with a smile, "Tell me, is Miss Windsor already asleep?"

Li was silent for a few seconds.

The stereoscopic projection in front of Yang Ming's eyes flickered slightly, becoming an observation perspective restored by thermal imaging.

It was the manor where the Chancellor of the Exchequer lived. In the large bedroom in the middle on the second floor, Windsor, who was wearing a pink and white nightgown, hugged a pillow, tossed and turned on the bed, and sighed or laughed from time to time.

"Uh, is her mental state normal?" Yang Ming asked half-jokingly.

"Boss, this should be the shyness and anxiety of human beings. She is in love. If you propose to bring her back tonight, she will most likely not refuse. ——The hormones in her body say so."

Yang Ming couldn't help covering his eyes.

Made!

conservative.