The fake daughter is crazy about her waistcoat and leads her whole family into a wealthy family

Chapter 413 Terrorist Live Broadcast

When Anyuan left to return to China, he was in a military hospital in a mountain city far away from Nancheng.

A white-haired but majestic old man was lying on the hospital bed, looking at his granddaughter beside the bed, and said in an old, hoarse voice: "The person I am most sorry for in my life is that child."

"He was only 19 years old when he joined the army. He was full of vigor and capable of both literary and military skills. He was like a small tree that was growing vigorously and would surely become a towering tree in the future."

"On the training ground, he is always the one who performs best. Every time I go to the training ground, I always see him at first sight, and then I feel that the world is full of life."

He fell into distant memories and his eyes became a little hazy: "Because his brother is also a soldier and is still fighting on the front line. He could have stayed in the rear and been relatively safe."

"But I admired this young man so much that I transferred him to my side as an orderly and wanted to train him personally."

"That day, I went to inspect the camp and encountered rebels disguised as refugees on the way. The child was the first to notice that something was wrong. He shouted and stood in front of me. He was shot twice on my behalf and was beaten to death before he died. Three rebels..."

At this point, he burst into tears: "If it hadn't been for that child, I would have died in that attack long ago. I wouldn't have had the chance to get married and have children, and I wouldn't have had you..."

"He was 21 years old when he died and had only been in the army for two years..."

"Not only him, but his elder brother and his younger brother also died in the war..."

"The An family is really full of loyalty..."

His granddaughter has heard him talk about this story many times.

However, no matter how many times she heard it, she listened very attentively and engraved the story deeply in her heart.

"Grandpa, I know your wish." She knelt on one knee in front of his hospital bed, held his old and withered hand, and said firmly, "I promise, even if I risk my life, I will protect An Zhengming!"

The old man looked at her: "The jackals and the gang came for An Zhengming. They should have been prepared to come back and never come back. They will definitely recruit more people to support them. Are you...are you ready?"

"Yes." The woman said without even frowning, "I'm ready to fight."

At this moment the door was pushed open.

Her guard appeared at the door and whispered: "Major General, the helicopter is ready."

The woman stood up and saluted the old man on the hospital bed with a military salute: "I will set off now. I will never come back until I complete my mission."

The old man raised his hand tremblingly and saluted her with a military salute: "Go."

The woman strode out of the ward without looking back.

In the open space behind the inpatient department, a military helicopter known for its speed was already waiting there.

She got on the helicopter alone and drove the helicopter away from the mountain city to Qingcheng.

There is a very famous unfinished building in the suburbs of Qingcheng.

Daheng Group, once the leading real estate company in China, has invested hundreds of billions of yuan and plans to build the country's largest cultural tourism city in Qingcheng, with a total area of ​​more than 8000 acres.

Unexpectedly, before the Cultural Tourism City was completed, Daheng Group fell into bankruptcy crisis, and the Cultural Tourism City that was almost completed stopped completely and lay there in ruins.

Judging from the satellite navigation map, the interior of Cultural Tourism City is quite large and complex, with commercial streets, hotels, residences, shopping malls, amusement parks, etc. Of course, all the buildings are rough and the installed equipment is broken.

Wealth City is still overgrown with grass. Even grass grows between the cracks of the floor tiles on the roads. In some areas, the grass even grows taller than people. It looks really deserted, like a ghost town.

Such a place is indeed suitable for filming fighting scenes.

In the same way, both terrorists and the military are well suited to carry out operations here, a life-or-death military operation with live ammunition.

What the military wants is not only to annihilate or capture all terrorists, but also to rescue all hostages and ensure the safety of An Zhengming.

When the sun goes down.

An Zhengming stood at the front entrance of Cultural Tourism City and said to the surveillance camera hanging above the door: "I'm here. I will act according to your request. Please release the hostages."

A ferocious laughter came from the surveillance: "Take off all your clothes, open the door and walk in alone. There will be intercoms or surveillance cameras along the way to tell you how to go and what to do."

"You know what we're going to do, no tricks."

An Zhengming stared at the surveillance camera for a moment: "I can do it, but can you leave a pair of shorts and shoes for me?"

"If I don't even wear shorts, I think your live broadcast will probably be blocked by Twitter."

Cultural Tourism City is a dead city, originally without water, electricity or surveillance.

The military does not yet know what the terrorists brought with them when they entered the site.

However, the crew brought a large amount of equipment when filming here, including walkie-talkies, surveillance heads, monitors, cameras, various lighting equipment and real explosives, etc., which inadvertently gave the terrorists an advantage.

It took a while before the surveillance probe came out with a voice: "You can keep your shorts on, but you can't wear shoes. Also, you must change in front of the surveillance camera so we can see clearly."

An Zhengming nodded, faced the surveillance camera, and slowly took off his clothes.

Twitter was filled with admiration.

"This big countryman has such a good figure, it makes me drool..."

"Although I don't like big Chinese people, I still feel pity when I think that such a handsome man is about to be headshot by terrorists..."

"This man does have the qualifications to become a big star, but his luck is too bad..."

"As expected of a soldier from a great country who has never lost to Country M in a war. He is so calm in the face of death. He is indeed a hero!"

If such a live broadcast were to be seen by people in the country, they would be extremely heartbroken and hate the terrorists.

However, this is a special tweet, and the vast majority of people watching do not care about the life and death of the soldiers of the great powers, they are just watching a show.

Wu Yuan, who was dressed as a soldier, frowned secretly when he saw this scene.

He sent An Zhengming some high-tech weapons that were easy to hide and carry. These weapons were originally hidden on An Zhengming's body, but when they were suddenly used by terrorists, these weapons were almost useless.

An Zhengming finished taking off his clothes and trousers, and said as he was taking off: "You have all chased me here. You must also know that I have two broken ribs. I will need to rest for two to three months to fully recover."

"I have only been resting for a month until today. I can't be beaten. You don't have to be so careful about me."

"Hehehe..." A sinister laugh came from the surveillance camera, "Wu, after taking off your clothes, raise your hands high and circle around the surveillance camera. Let me see if there are any hidden weapons on you."

After An Zhengming stripped down to only a pair of black shorts, he slowly walked in circles in front of the surveillance camera with his bare feet and hands raised.

"Wu Wu, do you know how I found you?" The voice on the surveillance camera laughed wildly, "I'm not dead yet, and you dare to film a movie, or the popular "Border Operation", which has become popular abroad. , and then let me see it.”

"I didn't recognize you originally, but the wound with burn marks on your back made me recognize you. Who told me that I was the one who cut it?"

"I really can't figure it out. Why would a cunning guy like you dare to make a movie for everyone to see?"

At that time, the faces of the special forces of the great powers were all covered with black and green paint. In addition, everyone was covered in dust and grass clippings from running back and forth, so it was impossible to see their true makeup.

Therefore, he searched for "fog" for several years without finding it.