My own war game

Chapter 104 Operation Code 999
"There's an emergency! There's an emergency! Code 999, all housekeeping staff are in place!"

There was a call coming from the internal telephone, and there was chaos again in the king's residence.

This is the third time in a week.

Emergency 999, the code for when an important person is missing. Now this code is almost exclusively used by Princess Margaret.

The future topic princess seemed to enjoy playing everyone around, and almost every time she would suddenly appear after the guards had to search for her for hours.

This regular program started again today.

"Have you searched all the rooms?" the security captain of the Fifth Department asked his subordinates.

"Boss, we've looked everywhere, but can't find it." said the subordinate helplessly.

The captain hesitated for a moment and gave the order, "Go find that Oriental man and ask him to capture the princess."

"Boss, he was the one who found the person last time. Will this make us look..."

"Remember, duty is always more important than face. I hate those pumpkin heads in the Sixth Department, but the safety of the royal family is the most important thing at this time."

In the temporary security duty room, Xia Dongfang put down the phone helplessly, and a 3D map of the entire official residence unfolded in his right eye.

He Chi stood up and pretended to follow the other guards around the mansion, and finally stopped in front of the wine cellar door. (He was afraid that others would get suspicious if he searched too quickly.)
Gently push open the door and the aroma of wine hits you. This private wine cellar belonging to the royal family houses a collection of fine wines from all over the world.

"Your Highness, please come out. There are many people outside looking for you." He Chi said loudly in the center of the wine cellar.

There was silence.

He Chi continued walking forward and stopped in front of a large oak barrel.

Dangdangdang~ He Chi knocked on the outer wall of the wooden barrel with his hand. "Your Highness, why don't you come out?"

Still no one spoke.

He Chi shook his head helplessly and reached out to grab the top of the barrel.

Click, and the top of the wooden barrel was completely opened, revealing the hollow space inside. It was a miniature hut whose appearance was transformed into a wine barrel. Ten-year-old Margaret was staying inside with French fries and snacks, staring at He Chi with a pair of big eyes that were somewhat surprised.

"You found it again. How boring." The girl kicked the edge of the barrel with her shoes in disappointment, making a rattling sound.

"Your Highness, disappearing for no reason is not a fun game. It's better not to cause trouble to everyone and come out." He Chi made a gesture of invitation.

"No!" The girl turned her head away and said angrily.

"Please forgive me for the offense." He Chi reached out and grabbed the back of the little girl's collar, exerting gentle force.

The Orientals "lifted" Margaret into their hands.

"I'm angry!" Margaret, who was caught in mid-air, threatened, making a humming sound in her throat.

"It was your sister who asked me to keep an eye on you. You can go and complain to her. As long as Elizabeth nods, I will immediately find someone to take over." He Chi said indifferently.

So under the gaze of everyone, the Oriental man carried Princess Margaret out of the wine cellar with one hand. The service staff, including the head maid, looked in surprise at how the kingdom's second daughter, who was like a little wild cat, was completely subdued by a foreigner.

"How did you find her? It would take at least two or three hours to find her before." The tutor took the still struggling little princess from He Chi.

"The dirt at the entrance of the wine cellar was deliberately swept. This was her trick to cover up her identity, but it made me find her." He Chi said the excuse he had prepared in advance. At this time, two people came from a distance. They were 15-year-old Elizabeth and a young man with light yellow hair.

"He, take me away, let's go somewhere else." Margaret suddenly said from the side.

"Your Highness, I think you should at least say hello to your sister," the tutor suggested.

"I just hate him." Margaret pouted but finally stood there.

He Chi could tell that the annoying "he" should be the man next to his sister.

Philip Mountbatten, the exiled prince from Greece and the husband of the future queen, historically the two should have fallen in love with each other last year, and now is the time when they are reluctant to part.

"Philip, this is the He I mentioned before, an Oriental man with magical powers, who is currently in charge of security here. He, this is Philip, my, um, friend..." 15-year-old Elizabeth said shyly.

"Nice to meet you!" Young Philip stretched out his hand and shook it with the Oriental man. "I've heard your story, Strait Fox."

"I am honored, Your Excellency. What happened before is not worth mentioning." After shaking hands, He Chi retreated quietly, not wanting to steal the limelight from the future Duke of Edinburgh.

"Hey, is he famous?" Margaret became interested.

"The famous Channel Fox rescued more than 500 Allied soldiers and blew up a U-boat. The news spread throughout the navy," said Philip.

The two sisters looked at each other in surprise at the same time. They just thought that Oriental people were very capable, but they didn't expect that the man opposite them had such a legendary experience.

"It was the situation at that time, coupled with a bit of luck." He Chi then remembered that her future husband, the king, now had a very close relationship with the navy.

"Mr. He has such a wonderful experience, he should know a lot about firearms?" Philip asked.

“It’s just normal use.”

"I'm going to the shooting range with Elizabeth in a while. Would you like to try it together? Let me also see the skills of the heroes of Dunkirk." Philip picked up a rifle and invited warmly.

He Chi probably understood by now that, like all males in love, this former Greek prince wanted to use himself as a springboard to demonstrate his abilities in front of his lover.

Boom boom boom! ! !
Bursts of gunfire rang out at the shooting range, and Philip raised his rifle with satisfaction.

578 rings, an excellent result.

Boom boom boom! ! !
On the other side, He Chi also completed the shooting, with a score of only 530 rings. Not to mention that it was worse than Philip, even among ordinary soldiers, it was just a middle level. This made Margaret, who was watching the fun, very disappointed.

"He, you are not letting me go on purpose." Philip put away the gun in his hand and walked over.

"No, this is my best performance." He Chi did not lie, his abilities were pistol rapid fire and machine gun air shooting, his use of a rifle was no different from that of an ordinary soldier, and he was certainly not as good as the Greek prince who was guided by a famous master.

This is the best way, so as not to steal the prince's limelight in front of his sweetheart.

"You're so polite. Why don't we try something else recently? I know there's a horse farm nearby..." Philip suggested.

"Philip, I'm sorry, I may disappoint you. According to my schedule, I have to go to visit and boost the morale of the soldiers in the near future, so it may not be convenient for me." Elizabeth said apologetically.

"It's okay, maybe I can go along and help out. Which military camp specifically?" Phillips persisted.

"Well, let me take a look." Elizabeth took out a notebook. "It's an airport. It doesn't have a name, only a code name."

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(End of this chapter)