I was framed for taking the civil service exam, so I joined the National Security Bureau

Chapter 172

However, just as Zhang Xing finished speaking, Ming Di suddenly spoke, his eyes were extremely firm, he looked straight at Zhang Xing, and said a simple sentence in a decisive manner: "I'm going to the abandoned factory."

The tone was unquestionable and full of determination.

After speaking, Ming Di stood up directly, his movements were quick and decisive, and he didn't give Zhang Xing a chance to object.

"Hey, I said..." Zhang Xing instinctively wanted to catch up to stop him, but before he finished speaking, he saw Ming Di riding on his exclusive motorcycle, a roar sounded, and ran away, leaving only the dust and Zhang Xing standing helplessly.

"Oh, you really treat bean buns as dry food."

Looking at the motorcycle going away and Zhang Xing's helpless and anxious look, Nighthawk, Thorn and Red Tiger, who came out at this time, looked at each other and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

In fact, not only Zhang Xing knew it, but Nighthawk, Thorn and Chihu also knew that Mingdi chose to deny Zhang Xing's arrangement, not because he was unwilling to follow Zhang Xing's command. Although Zhang Xing explained that there was no danger in the abandoned factory, everyone knew that the abandoned factory was actually a risky area.

Zhang Xing chose to investigate the abandoned factory alone out of consideration for protecting everyone and not wanting them to fall into possible danger. And Mingdi did this to prevent Zhang Xing from taking risks alone.

In the final analysis, everyone was considering each other's shoes, and this deep friendship was particularly precious in this mission full of dangers and challenges.

Nighthawk walked over slowly, stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Xing's shoulder lightly, and said earnestly:

"Don't worry, Mingdi is more suitable than you to investigate the abandoned factory alone. That guy's skills and marksmanship are among the best in our entire system. Think about it, in the daily training, he is always among the best? Those difficult movements and accurate shooting, who can compare with us?

Moreover, he has always been used to being alone, he likes to work alone, and he is efficient. To be honest, let him go to the Sichuan restaurant with Chihu to investigate, with Chihu's chatterbox, let alone assist, it would be good if he does not affect Mingdi's execution of the mission!"

After hearing this, Chihu was immediately unhappy, and rolled his eyes at Nighthawk, and said angrily:

"Front The first sentence makes sense, but the second sentence is completely nonsense! I usually like to discuss with everyone, just to liven up the atmosphere. But in the process of performing special tasks, I have always been taciturn, and I will never say a word when I should shut up! Besides, my reconnaissance ability is obvious to all, and I can often assist my teammates. How can it affect the performance of my teammates? Don't lie with your eyes open!"

Nighthawk snorted lightly, with a look of disdain on his face, and raised his voice and said: "I have seen people flattering others, but I have never seen people flattering themselves every day! With your mediocre reconnaissance skills, you dare to say that you can assist your teammates? It's good enough that you don't drag your teammates down. Have you forgotten the time when we went out to perform a mission together last year? What happened? The situation was so tense at that time, everyone was very careful and didn't dare to make any mistakes. But you, you failed at the critical moment! "

When Chihu heard this, he was so anxious that his face turned red, and he quickly explained:

"Hey, can you blame me? An hour before we hibernated, I said I had a stomachache, and you didn't let me go to the toilet! I have to go to the toilet in the morning, can I not hold it? You can't let me poop in my pocket, how can that be? Besides, I said that I could close the net in advance, but you insisted on catching big fish, and it turned out that there was no big fish at all. I felt that something was wrong at the time, and we couldn't wait, but you just didn't listen and insisted on your idea. "

Ye Ying folded his hands in front of his chest, curled his lips and said: "Some people can't poop because of the grass Pit, always like to put the responsibility on others, I advise some people to think more about themselves in everything. Don't make all kinds of excuses when there is a problem. We are not playing house when carrying out our mission. We can't tolerate any carelessness or shirking. "

Nighthawk's eyes lit up, and he smiled with a bit of cunning, saying: "Oh, you admit that you are a pit."

Chihu was so angry at Nighthawk's words that he stomped his feet and retorted: "I am a pit, then you are shit!"

Nighthawk was not to be outdone, and immediately replied: "Pit!"

Chihu did not back down, and then shouted: "Shit!"

The two of them kept arguing with each other. Although the voice was not loud, the expression was exaggerated, and they danced with their hands and feet, just like two childish quarreling children.

The two of them argued until their faces were red and they didn't give in to each other. That look made people angry and funny.

Zhang Xing saw that the two of them were arguing, and he didn't even bother to care. Although he was the commander of this mission, in terms of seniority, they were all his seniors. It would be pleasing to help anyone, and he might even get bullied by both sides. Besides, Zhang Xing had long been accustomed to their bickering from time to time.

So when the two of them were arguing fiercely, Zhang Xing sat directly at the table and leisurely finished a few more skewers of barbecue that he had not finished, eating with relish.

And Jing Ji, who had been patient for a long time, couldn't stand it anymore. She frowned, her face full of impatience, and raised her voice and shouted: "Can you two be quiet for a while? Two grown men, arguing over trivial matters all day long, can you be more mature? We still have business to do!"

Jing Ji's voice was so powerful that Nighthawk and Red Tiger immediately stopped talking as if they were cast under a spell.

In fact, there was no substantial conflict between them at all. They were just free and keen on attacking each other for fun.

Chihu came over again and devoured the unfinished barbecue like a whirlwind, then patted his stomach contentedly.

After everyone packed up a bit, they prepared to go to the Sichuan restaurant and library to investigate separately.

Yeying and Jingzhi drove the car of team leader Geng Jianhui, while Zhang Xing took the Mengshi driven by Chihu.

Before getting on the bus, Zhang Xing suddenly remembered something and couldn't help asking Nighthawk: "By the way, Senior Nighthawk, have you heard of the code name Yuanyang?"

Nighthawk was slightly stunned, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said thoughtfully: "I have heard of it, Zhou Xiaolin, the guy we met in the arsenal before, his code name is Yuanyang, what's wrong?"

Zhang Xing's eyes jumped violently, then shook his head, pretending to be relaxed and said: "It's okay!"

Nighthawk looked at Zhang Xing a little doubtfully, with inquiry in his eyes: "Are you sure it's okay?"

Zhang Xing smiled, and his smile was calm: "It's really okay, let's go, be careful."

After that, he turned around and got on the bus.

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