Cosma Empire

If these two intelligence agents lurking inside the empire and the peripheral members of the intelligence elements were given a chance to re-select, they might not come out to eat, and find a place where they can see Mr. Lapuan's house.

Unfortunately, there is no such opportunity in this world that allows people to choose again.

These two are intelligence personnel and trained intelligence personnel sent by the Federation to the empire. In places where people can't see, the intelligence war between the empire and the Federation is in full swing. Every month, some intelligence personnel will be exposed to each other. Because of the special nature of their work, these people will not be recognized even after they die. They are unsung heroes and sad fighters. Because they will never be able to prove themselves with medals, and will always be accompanied by shadows.

Today may be their last mission.

A veteran, a novice.

As soon as the novice felt a huge force passing down his arm, he began to shake his arm, but this young man who looked simple and honest was very vigorous, holding his wrist tightly so that he could feel his own wrist Will it be crushed. He was forced to be lifted up and lost his center of gravity.

At the same time, he reacted immediately when facing the old hand who was sitting. Just as he touched his pocket with one hand, a bench smashed on his back. The veteran blushed immediately, showing a pained expression, and before he could make any further moves, several benches slammed on his body. He could only face the unreasonable storm by lying on the table with his head in his arms.

He is an elite federal intelligence officer, he can drive, he can shoot, and he is also a good hand in fighting. In addition, he can also use coded telegrams, synthesize deadly toxins with some common daily necessities, and can disguise himself as a target through short-term observation. But he had never learned such street fighting, a kind of unreasonable fighting.

The novice's face turned pale. He was picked up by Ellis and hit the wall on the other side with his belt. The huge impact made him feel like he was falling apart. He fell heavily on the ground before he could climb up. When he got up, a fine leather upper appeared at the tip of his nose.

His head was kicked violently, snot, tears and saliva splashed out, and Ellis stepped on his face and rummaged through his pockets. Except for two knives and some tools for... prying the door, there is no pistol or anything, not even anything that can prove his identity.

The old hand also slumped on the ground. He found that he was more cheerful when he was hitting the opponent with the bench on his stomach, so he got under the table without any image. He wanted to fight back, but he didn't bring a weapon. According to the rules of the intelligence personnel, he was not allowed to carry a weapon during non-combat, sabotage, assassination and other missions that required weapons. This was to avoid being blackmailed and searched by the evil imperial police as much as possible , revealing his identity.

The table above his head was quickly lifted, and a powerful fist hit his eye socket, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.

All of a sudden, there was chaos in the restaurant. The disturbance came and went quickly. Ellis left twenty yuan as compensation for the loss of the tables, chairs and benches. He warned the shopkeeper that if he dared to call the police, he would be sent to God. The shopkeeper expressed his helplessness, but he also agreed to Ellis' request. These losses add up to only five yuan. It is a good thing to get fifteen yuan more for nothing. He wouldn't foolishly call the police, and then let the police take the twenty yuan away as "evidence".

A group of people dragged the two people out and stuffed them into the car. The car quickly drove to the suburbs. There are many inconvenient things and people in the city. In order to avoid trouble, they put these two guys down on the farm belonging to the hometown association in the suburbs.

They were tied to chairs by ropes, and the huge lights illuminated everything in the warehouse, and they could even feel a wave of heat crawling restlessly above their heads.

"Your names!", stimulated by two buckets of cold water,

Both of them woke up leisurely, they glanced at the surrounding environment, and finally kept silent.

They are intelligence officers, prepared to be found and dealt with before they took up the job, so when even the most horrific death can't threaten their will, there is nothing that can make them compromise up. After they die, the Federation will give their families the greatest support, which is definitely much more than when they were alive.

Ellis grinned, "I like hard bones. Breaking hard bones is more interesting than eating meat." He took off his belt. The belt head is made of pure steel, which looks like a turtle's turtle. shell. He took the belt in his hand, made a choice, and slammed it fiercely at the calmer looking guy.

The belt head, which weighed about one pound, exploded with terrifying lethality under the blessing of speed and strength. Only an uncomfortable gede sound was heard, and the old hand trembled muffled, his knee shattered.

"Perhaps you want to tell me your name now?" Ellis waved the belt, but he got silence, and he smiled indifferently, "All we have is time!"

More than an hour later, the veteran was dying. He didn't say a word, and even bit his own tongue. Of course, he didn't intend to commit suicide, just to make his tongue swell and cause severe pain. He wanted to use this pain to fight the pain in other parts of his body, and at the same time, he could not speak.

He is a strong fighter, but the novice around him is already covered in sweat, he can't stand such a place, such people and things.

He saw with his own eyes that this group of people skillfully cut open the veteran's legs as if he had practiced many times, and carefully avoided those thick blood vessels, so that although he was bleeding, he would not die soon. He also saw the demon burn a dozen or so letters with letters on the old hand's chest with a branding thing for a horse's buttocks, and watched those people roughly tear open the blisters and press straw and mortar on them.

Except for the trembling and coma of the veteran, he never yelled once, but the stronger he is, the more intimidating the novice. He knew that he couldn't do it to this extent, so he was trembling and afraid.

Panting slightly, Ellis pulled out a pistol from behind and put it on the old man's forehead. The veteran suddenly showed relaxed and expectant eyes, and he seemed to say, come on, come hit me...

"You are a respectable opponent. If I do anything else, it will be a humiliation to you and to myself. If you see God, tell him my name, I am Ellis, when the time comes You can ask him to let me go to hell." He said it from the bottom of his heart, and he thought he couldn't bear such torture without saying a word, "Goodbye!"

A gunshot, as if there was an illusion reverberating in people's hearts, at the moment of the gunshot, it seemed that they heard the man's sigh.

Ellis asked the old hand to be untied from the chair and stuffed into the straw, and sent to the pet food factory for processing tomorrow. He turned his head to look at the novice, and he picked up the belt that had been put down in his hand, "Can you also be like your companion, and die without saying a word?"

In the evening, before Du Lin rested, the phone in front of his desk rang. After he got through, he realized that it was Ellis calling. Before he asked how things were going, he faintly heard the call There was a shot.

"Boss, we found two spies watching outside Mr. Lapuan's residence. They said they suspected that Mr. Lapuan was a spy sent by the Empire to the Federation, so they came here to verify..." Ellis himself did not expect I actually caught two federal spies. If ordinary people discover or catch spies, the empire will give a very generous reward. But he couldn't get the reward, "What should I do next?"

These are the advantages and disadvantages of Ellis. He obeys orders very well and has the ability to execute them, but he lacks flexibility. He can do some things that don’t require brains. Called Du Lin for instructions.

"Continue to investigate. According to what the two spies said, after their family goes out tomorrow, go in and see if there is any photo of Mr. Lapuan, or contact information of his friends and relatives. Just bring it out after you find it." , As long as you have photos and contact information of relatives and friends, you can prove the authenticity of this Lapuan from other places.

The next day Ellis quickly stole Mr. Lapuan's photo and some phone numbers, and then got on the train to Otis.

On the morning of this day, a phone call made the chief of the federal police act. He called the sheriff who was in charge of the rich area into the office, and asked him to close the door and draw down the blinds.

He looked at the sheriff very seriously, feeling a little relieved, "Just now the Federal Intelligence Service notified us that the imperial man you found is most likely a spy, and asked us to arrest him immediately!"

Veterans and novices have not given feedback for more than twelve hours. This is inconsistent with the rules of the federal intelligence personnel. According to the regulations in the rules, the incubation period is at least 30 days, and dynamic information needs to be reported once. If there are special latent tasks, they can report every six months. One time dynamic information. However, the intelligence personnel who perform the mission must give feedback within 12 hours, because performing the mission means that they may be seen through and may expose themselves.

Those who have no feedback for more than twelve hours during the mission will be treated as exposed and arrested and killed.

Two days ago, these two intelligence personnel basically reported the mission every six hours, but now it has been fourteen hours. Not only have they not contacted the Empire's intelligence online, they can't even get through the phone number of their residence. The intelligence network on the empire's side believed that these two people might have been arrested or killed, which confirmed from the side that this Mr. Lapuan is not an ordinary person!

All brutal acts at the national level can be forgiven, so the Federal Intelligence Service requested that Lapuan be arrested immediately, and also dispatched four senior agents to cooperate with the arrest operation of the police station.