My own war game

Chapter 423 Please Protect Me Well
The moonlight shone through the clouds onto the man's face, reflecting a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

In Hepburn's brown pupils, she could see a clear figure. The other person looked exactly the same as he did twenty years ago, as if time had never left any trace on him.

"What..." The British girl uttered the word like a sigh. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and the expression on her face looked like crying and laughing.

The girl felt dizzy, her body swayed, and blood dripped from her forehead.

In a daze, she felt someone rushing over and hugging her.

When she woke up again, there was a faint light in the sky. Hepburn sat up and found herself lying on a simple camp bed.

She touched her forehead with her hand, trying to dispel the remaining dizziness, and happened to touch the bandage.

Memories came flooding back like a tide.

The expression on Hepburn's face suddenly became panic. She jumped out of bed without even having time to put on her shoes and rushed to the door barefoot.

Pfft!
She fell to the ground, but Hepburn immediately stood up in a panic and continued to run out.

Click!

She opened the door roughly.

"He! Where have you been? Answer me!" The girl's anxious voice echoed in the wilderness.

The sound of shoes stepping on weeds was heard, and the British girl turned around suddenly. Only then did she realize that He Chi's overly young face was right in front of her.

The man was holding a military blanket in his hand and looked at the panicked girl with some surprise.

"I thought you were going to run away again." Hepburn hugged the other's neck, tears streaming down her face.

About ten minutes later, the girl calmed down.

"Aitan, why don't you suspect that I'm fake? They all say that I should be 65 years old and an old guy who should retire." He Chi called the girl by her childhood nickname and asked while rearranging the girl's bandages.

"I just know that you must have your reasons. You will tell me when you want to explain." Hepburn answered while leaning closer to He Chi to make herself more comfortable. Her eyes were slightly narrowed, and she looked like a cat enjoying her owner's caress.

"But my behavior is really not in line with common sense."

"Have you done many unreasonable things in the past? Back then, you asked us to use pumpkins to blow up German warships."

Hepburn tilted her head and playfully brought up what happened back then.

A few strands of hair brushed against He Chi's lips, making them itchy. The Oriental rubbed his nose and said, "I will explain it clearly when the time is right."

"No need, you're back, that's the best explanation." The girl tightened her arms around the other.

He Chi never thought that Hepburn would accept her abnormality so easily. This problem that had always been a headache for him was just solved so easily.

"Eitan, the situation is indeed very complicated right now. Do you have a suggestion you would like to hear?"

"No!" The British girl refused outright.

"I haven't said what it is yet."

"It's just the same as before. You handed me over to someone and then went to complete the job secretly. This is not the first time you've done this!" The British girl cutely crossed her slender waist and angrily accused the other party of his "sins."

"What do you mean by 'some guy'? Mr. Montgomery will be sad when he hears it." He Chi said helplessly.

"Uncle won't mind." Hepburn winked playfully.

The two smiled at each other, as if they had found the tacit understanding they had when they lived in London. "So, come with me this time?" He Chi opened his palm to the girl.

"Well, please protect me well." Hepburn extended her fair little hand.
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The sun had already passed the horizon, and the sunlight shone through the treetops onto the lake.

The police car was parked there miserably, and several people were scattered around the lake, motionless.

Sirens sounded from far away, and fully armed police officers quickly cordoned off the scene.

"There's someone alive here! She's injured! Come and help!" an agent shouted at the scene.

As the ambulance drove in, Hepburn was carried onto the ambulance on a stretcher.

Bang!

The ambulance door was closed, and then the sirens gradually faded away.
Hepburn leaned on the stretcher, feeling the changes around her. The sounds around her became quieter and quieter, and finally only the roar of the engine and the conversation between the drivers in the car could be heard.

"Boss, the recovery is complete. The only one alive is the woman. Philby and his men had a conflict with others. It's all over."

Hepburn did not feel scared at this time because she was still recalling the conversation between the two last night.

"Etan, I checked. Those documents are not forged. There are no signs of modification on those cars. Those guys just now are most likely the real FBI."

"There are probably two possibilities for this situation." He Chi raised two fingers in front of her.

"One is that members of the organization have infiltrated the FBI and can use the armed forces directly under the Department of Justice to assist them."

"The more troublesome thing is that a certain department of the FBI, or even the entire FBI, has formal cooperation with the KKK. The police and the criminals are in the same nest."

"I need to find out the details of the other party first, and who in the US government is connected to them, so that I can find out who is behind it."

"You will be taken away by them, but don't worry, I will always be with you."

Thinking of the other party's promise, the girl's mouth curled up subconsciously. She didn't feel that she was in danger at all now, and she was even a little eager to try the current situation.

"He said he would always be by my side." Hepburn chewed on these words gently.

The road began to bump up and down, and it turned out that the car was driving on a small mountain road.

Away from the urban residential area, the car continued to drive towards the mountainous area.

Boom! The tire hit a rock.

"Fuck! Can't these mysterious guys just pick a place with roads?" the driver cursed indignantly.

"Do you think a rat hole would be dug next to the TV? These guys can't see the light. Finish the work quickly. I feel uncomfortable here." A companion next to him also complained.

After passing through several barriers formed by vegetation, the view in front of us suddenly became clear. In front of a cave, a man wearing white religious clothes and covering his face with a pointed hat was waiting at the entrance of the cave.

The man's attire was out of place in the era and looked like something from the 15th century Inquisition.

"The person has been brought here. The rest is up to you." The person in the ambulance pushed Hepburn over.

Seeing the costume that looked like something from a horror movie, Hepburn struggled subconsciously.

But soon a surprising voice came from the other side.

"Relax, I told you, I'm right here with you."

(End of this chapter)