The strongest talent

The night is dark and the cold wind is howling.

At around 12 o'clock in the night, Yuan Qing carried Qiqi on his back, and Yang Qinglan returned to the Anping base. Following the map guidance, they found the coordinate warehouse of the corresponding location.

The building in front of us is more than 20 meters high. It is made of reinforced concrete and alloy exterior walls. It covers an area of ​​more than 3,000 square meters. It is a special warehouse for storing grain reserves in Anping Base. The warehouse door has been opened, and the bright lights on the ceiling have been opened. None of them were opened. Through the dark and thick alloy door cracks, a straight figure could be seen standing faintly in the depths of the warehouse.

"We didn't even turn on the lights." Yang Qinglan said softly: "Yuan Qing, if Qiqi is really a princess, you can safely leave it to Lieutenant Colonel Zhao. It can be seen that he is very careful."

Yuan Qing stopped, nodded, took a few glances around the warehouse, and mentally communicated with Zhinao: "Start the detection, how many people are there in total, and how strong is Zhao Qingqiang?"

On the right arm under the combat uniform, the six-pointed star pattern lit up slightly, and the life detection was quickly completed. Zhinao's voice rang deep in Yuan Qing's mind: "Yuan Qing, there is only Zhao Qingqiang himself within a kilometer range, and the life breath does not count. It’s very strong, about the early stage of the fourth level.”

Yuan Qing slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

At the early stage of the fourth level, there is no danger, unless he is practicing the ultimate fighting skill, which can exert a hundred times the basic strength. Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, take a live hormone capsule immediately, and rely on the Emperor Wu Sword, the Emperor Wu Sword, and the sword-controlling technique... it will be enough to cope with everything.

The two entered the warehouse, and with the faint starlight reflected in the warehouse, they saw Zhao Qingqiang; he looked to be in his mid-twenties, stood upright, and saluted with a "swish" sound: "Mr. Yuan, Miss Yang , I have caused you trouble, and I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the Chinese military."

Behind Yuan Qing, Qiqi, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to be startled by Zhao Qingqiang's voice and let out a shallow hum.

"Qiqi is still sleeping. It would be better for us to talk in a lower voice." Yuan Qing frowned and whispered: "Lieutenant Colonel Zhao, you should already know about Qiqi's situation, right?"

Zhao Qingqiang looked a little apologetic, nodded, looked at Qiqi a few more times, and lowered his voice: "Mr. Yuan, is this the little girl who seems to be Princess Qi?"

Before Yuan Qing could speak, Yang Qinglan whispered from the side: "Yes, please compare it to see if Qiqi is the real Princess Qi." After saying that, she smiled softly: "To be honest, I feel a little bit I’m nervous, thinking about the Siberian king, I’m very stressed.”

I don't know why, but after hearing Yang Qinglan's words, Zhao Qingqiang's eyebrows jumped unconsciously, and he slowly took a step forward, lifted the blanket covering Qiqi's body, and looked at her little red face: "Huh? Wearing a mask... Mr. Yuan, I need to verify my identity and the mask must be taken off."

"I'll do it." Yang Qinglan gently reached out and carefully took off the cartoon mask on Qiqi's face.

Zhao Qingqiang looked at Qiqi's little face, then raised his wrist and looked at the photo of Princess Qi displayed on the smart watch screen. His eyes lit up slightly and he compared it several times. His voice was a little joyful, but there seemed to be something different in it. Emotion: "Yes, I can be 100% sure that she is the daughter of the great warlord in Siberia."

"It's really her!" Although she was mentally prepared, Yang Qinglan still looked shocked. She stretched out her hand to caress her chest and took a few breaths: "Qiqi is really the little princess of the King of Siberia. This is really... Phew! Now we are Shouldn’t we contact the King of Siberia immediately and ask them to come pick up Qiqi, or should we send Qiqi there?”

Zhao Qingqiang was obviously in a good mood and said with a smile: "Leave this matter to me. You two can rest assured. I will contact them immediately."

As he spoke, Zhao Qingqiang had already raised his smart watch and placed his fingers on the touch screen, as if he really wanted to make a call to Siberia.

"Wait!" Yuan Qing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, stretched out his right hand like lightning, and grabbed Zhao Qingqiang's wrist with a "snap" sound. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and a silver light lit up in the depths of his pupils.

From the beginning of the phone call between the two parties, Zhao Qingqiang's reaction was not right. There was no need to choose to trade in such a remote warehouse. With the strength of the Tranquility Army, it was completely possible to act openly; and most importantly, Yang Qinglan just said " King of Siberia", but his title is "The Great Warlord of Siberia". You can feel the contempt in his expression and tone - there is something wrong with this Zhao Qingqiang, and Qiqi must not be handed over to him!

"Mr. Yuan, what do you mean?" Zhao Qingqiang didn't break away when Yuan Qing grabbed his wrist, his face full of astonishment.

Yang Qinglan next to her was also a little surprised, with a look of astonishment on her face.

"I suddenly changed my mind." Yuan Qing let go of Zhao Qingqiang's wrist and smiled lightly: "No need to rush to contact me, I decided to go to Siberia and hand over Princess Qi to the King of Siberia. You should have no objection, right?"

Zhao Qingqiang was stunned for a moment, immediately shook his head, and said seriously: "Mr. Yuan, you should know that there are several mysterious forces that are chasing Princess Qi now, and the task of escorting Princess Qi is very dangerous. This matter must be handed over to the military, and I will Apply in person…”

"Wait a minute." Yuan Qing smiled half-heartedly: "I forgot to ask just now, and now I want to confirm. Lieutenant Colonel Zhao, your military rank is not low. What position do you hold in the Anping military?"

Yang Qinglan also realized that something was wrong now, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. She stared at Zhao Qingqiang closely and subconsciously moved closer to Yuan Qing.

"My position is not a secret." Zhao Qingqiang frowned and said, "Mr. Yuan, I don't know what you are suspecting. I can tell you that I am the combat staff officer of the Anping base garrison."

Yuan Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Lieutenant colonel staff officer of a medium-sized base, a fourth-order evolver, can you contact Siberia directly? At least you have to go through the superior leadership... Lieutenant Colonel Zhao, why are you retreating?!"

Zhao Qingqiang quickly stepped back and did not speak immediately. He looked at Yuan Qing and slowly stroked his left wrist that was scratched by Yuan Qing with his right hand... Slowly, the corners of his mouth turned up: "Yuan Qing, I'm looking down on you. You, you are really smart - unfortunately, my mission will definitely be completed, you can't keep the daughter of the great Siberian warlord!"

Just as Zhao Qingqiang was speaking, there was an extremely rapid roar of machinery outside the warehouse, and more than twenty figures rushed into the warehouse quickly. Almost at the same time, Zhinao's voice quickly rang in Yuan Qing's mind: "Yuan Qing, Within a kilometer range, a total of more than 400 evolvers were found, as well as alloy armored tanks - I did not turn on life detection all the time!"

"It doesn't matter." Yuan Qing's face was extremely calm. He supported Qiqi behind his back with his left hand, and suddenly pulled out the alloy sword with his right hand. The Blood Tiger Sword on his left waist was about to move in the scabbard. He communicated quickly with his mind and brain: "Calculate everyone. Strength, analyze the best breakout route, hurry!"

While Yuan Qing and Zhinao were communicating, more and more soldiers rushed into the warehouse, all loaded with guns and ammunition; the lights in the warehouse were all turned on, and the bright lights illuminated the warehouse like daylight, so much so that Yang Qinglan even He narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

"Yuan Qing, don't worry, I won't embarrass you." Zhao Qingqiang was protected by more than fifty soldiers, and all the B-class thunder guns in everyone's hands were pointed at Yuan Qing; Zhao Qingqiang pushed away the few soldiers in front of him, He shook his head and smiled, then pointed outside the warehouse: "Look."

Yuan Qing did not look back.

Outside the warehouse, the deafening roar of machinery is approaching quickly. It is the military's alloy chariot, equipped with alloy armor-piercing high-explosive bombs. It is a heavy-duty thermal weapon to deal with mid-to-high-level mutant beasts, tearing apart fourth- and fifth-level mutant beasts. easy!

"The Chinese military is a whole, and it is also divided into several factions." Zhao Qingqiang pointed at himself and said with a smile: "I belong to the hawks."

Hawk?

Yuan Qing's heart was shocked, and he slowly tightened his grip on the alloy sword in his right hand.

"Of all the factions in the Chinese military, the hawks are the toughest, and they are never soft on internal or external affairs." Zhao Qingqiang took a step forward, shook his head slowly, and his voice became more firm: "China will never allow the army to be divided. What Siberian princes and kings, support It is an insult to soldiers to respect themselves and dominate one side. We do not allow Princess Qi to be used as a link. It is just a false appearance... If this continues, Siberia will be divided sooner or later. What we need is the true unity of all forces in China. !"

Yuan Qing's pupils narrowed, his eyes were like silver knives, and he turned to look at Yang Qinglan beside him... Unexpectedly, Yang Qinglan's teacher, Chen Dianting, and the military personnel he contacted actually belonged to the hawks. Could it be that Chen Dianting was also involved in this matter? !

Seeing Yuan Qing's eyes, Yang Qinglan panicked instantly, her heart beating wildly: "Yuan Qing, I, I really don't know, you..."

"Ms. Yang, you don't need to explain." Zhao Qingqiang explained for her: "Mr. Yuan, I know what you are suspecting. Mr. Chen doesn't know that I belong to the hawks. I admire his feelings for China very much. It's just a philosophy." The difference is that all my actions are based on the hawkish philosophy."

Yang Qinglan's heart relaxed slightly, her face relaxed a little, and her brows suddenly tightened again - what should I do in this situation, surrounded by heavy troops? !

At the same time, deep in Yuan Qing's mind, Zhinao's voice also sounded again: "Yuan Qing, there are two plans now. First, give up Qiqi. She will not necessarily die if she falls into the hands of the Hawks, and Zhao Qingqiang did not kill her. You mean, everything is safe. Second, take Qiqi and Yang Qinglan and prepare to take the live hormone capsules. Their defenses are not neglected. You have to fight hard this time."

From the moment he entered the warehouse, Yuan Qing had already held the living capsule in his left hand. Without being 10,000 times more careful, how could he have survived the pursuit of the Hongdu Group until now!

"Qiqi can't fall into the hands of the hawks. When it's time to fight, I will never back down!" Yuan Qing's alloy sword in his right hand shook slightly, realizing the psychic combination. On his right arm, the muscles bulged slightly, and there was substance in them. Like silver light, and his left leg, the extremely powerful explosive power slowly condensed, and the alloy ground under his feet began to twist and deform.

Next to him, Yang Qinglan was in a dilemma, biting her lip tightly, and dark blue water slowly appeared in the palm of her hand. Many of the military soldiers around Zhao Qingqiang had their fingers on the triggers of the Thor sniper rifles, and there were more than a dozen of them. A martial artist and a spiritual warrior specializing in cold weapons, holding an alloy sword and assuming an offensive posture - the war is about to break out!

"Miss Yang, follow me!" Yuan Qing shouted loudly, kicked the ground with his left foot, and began to spin his body. He swung the alloy sword in his right hand, and the Blood Tiger Sword on his left waist was about to be unsheathed.

However, just when Yuan Qing was about to take action, a thunderous roar suddenly exploded from very high in the sky. The entire alloy warehouse was shaken slightly by the sound, and the eardrums were almost shaken by the sound. The roar exploded, and there was a roar in my mind: "Where is Princess Qi? Who dares to take action, I will kill him!"