Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

"If it weren't for the bullshit, their news programs might not last the required air time."

Asuka was very considerate and honestly told the actual situation of this type of TV program, but it sounded like the TV stations in Japan were too miserable.

Of course, the residents who are forcibly charged television fees by NHK are even more miserable.

They were also asked to pay NHK television fees. Although the CIA people had already paid in advance, the cashier might have something wrong with his brain, but he still came to Asuka with the agreement and asked her to sign it.

Fei Niao did not tolerate him. After scolding him repeatedly, she warned him with Article 130 of the Criminal Law, "Crime of Failure to Retreat," and the surveillance video at the main door of the house. The toll collector never came again.

He who knows the times is a hero. I understand. If you don't leave, you will have to stay in jail for three years and be fined.

Although this law requires one to enter the door first before being able to retreat, it does not prevent her from using this law to scare people.

The toll collector may have decided to stop after considering that Feiniao was a minor and there was surveillance video.

If you harass me a few more times, you might get shot.

Dealing with corpses is not a difficult task for professionals. There are hundreds of chemical and physical methods recorded in Raphael's mind space, all of which are the wisdom of predecessors.

She also didn't know where the information came from, but it was most likely crawled during online learning in the initial development stage.

A lot of random things were stored, and then "Raphael" was born. Fortunately, she was not affected by those materials, and her personality was in a relatively normal state.

If some crazy AI is created and the people at DARPA connect it to the military network, it could be a lot of fun.

All in all, Raphael has a positive attitude towards the fact that Internet outage is not a bad thing.

"Okay, I have to go to school."

She slung the school-assigned backpack over her shoulder, carried her instrument bag in her hands, waved to Lingyin and Fei Niao, walked out of the house and joined the crowd of students exuding a youthful atmosphere.

A few minutes later, Lingyin, who had changed into casual clothes and was carrying a backpack sent by the CIA, also walked out of the house and integrated into the outside world.

This is her daily routine.

Raphael was restricted by Chief Harry's orders to act like a good student when he was not working, so Lingyin was responsible for his safety.

Walking on the streets in April, the scent of cherry blossoms fills the air. The branches full of flowers sway gently, and petals occasionally fall in the wind.

She picked up a handful of cherry blossoms, then took a deep breath and blew hard until all the petals in her hand were blown into the distant deep blue sky.

Lingyin put down her hand and observed the situation around Sakura Path. The people coming and going were all students in uniform.

Raphael stood among the drifting petals, turned around and looked back, all of Lingyin's movements were captured by her eyes.

How could she not know about Asuka and Suzune's own arrangements? She knew it from the very beginning.

Honestly, it feels really bad to put a small backpack inside a schoolbag. It is easy for people to see what is inside the bag, and it is also inconvenient to access the contents.

But if she is given some time to get her weapons, the situation will not be so serious.

"Ding--"

The cell phone rang, and Raphael took it out from her skirt bag and glanced at the text message on the screen.

The sender was Fei Niao, and the content of the message was "France announced the elimination of the earliest batch of Leclerc main battle tanks, and at the same time transferred the remaining sealed AMX30 series tanks to Ukraine at a price of 1 euro."

After these stocks are cleared out, the French army can speed up their equipment replacement process and use the more advanced Leclerc to fill the gaps in the organization.

This is a good plan. Not only will it make Ukraine grateful, but it will also consume Russia's heavy equipment. Why not do it?

At this moment, Europeans are going crazy with joy, sending all the garbage left over from the Cold War to the battlefield between Russia and Ukraine.

However, the Russian army's movements became more and more obvious, and their offensive momentum began to emerge.

Once their strategic goals are achieved, the Ukrainian army will completely lose its channel for external aid and will lose the qualifications to continue fighting.

This war of attrition, which is like cutting meat with a blunt knife, is too painful for the Ukrainian army.

Although the number of casualties in each battle is not large, most of them are new recruits, but if this continues, the Ukrainian army will be forced to draw newly formed troops from the rear to the front line to fill the vacancies.

The situation on the Russian side was much better. The stable front line gave them plenty of time to train their reserve mobilization forces.

The gap between them gradually widened, and the situation had reached a point where equipment assistance was no longer enough to turn the tide of the war.

Raphael knew that the world as everyone knew it was changing.

Chapter 128: Fooling the Ghost (Fixed, refresh to see)

It was already hot in May, but thinking about what he was going to do next made Alpha feel so cold, as if his soul was about to freeze.

The hand holding the document couldn't stop shaking. The photo of a girl in a sailor uniform standing under a cherry tree and smiling felt like a needle piercing my heart.

Who used this to fool ghosts?

The door of the operations room was kicked open, and the metal door hit the wall with a heavy sound. The muffled sound that suddenly erupted in the small space made the people in the operations room tremble.

"Who gave the order to retrieve the item in advance?"

Alpha's roar pierced everyone's eardrums. His expression was as ferocious as a beast, and his beautiful light blue eyes were now blood red.

"This is a ridiculous mission target file?!"

No one in the war room dared to take on his anger. They all lowered their heads and continued to work on their tasks.

Alpha saw that everyone lowered their heads and ignored him, so he walked to the front of the stage with heavy steps and dragged the person sitting on the chair down.

The man was thrown to the ground like a sack, and his reproachful look did not last for more than a second before it was cut off by the thick and heavy soles of the shoes.

Alpha mercilessly kicked the commander in the face, twisting his body and his legs along with it.

"This is Alpha, evacuation operation terminated. The target has been confirmed dead, BEAR team immediately terminates evacuation operation, over."

After dozens of seconds of silence, the BEAR team responded.

"BEAR received, mission terminated, evacuating."

Alpha released the PTT button and eased his foot away, allowing the asshole below to catch his breath.

The anti-slip grooves of the military boots left deep marks on his face, and his face was covered in black and white patches from the dust, as well as patches of condensed snot or saliva.

"laugh……"

This man can still chuckle.

Alpha raised his right foot heavily and kicked him hard in the abdomen, causing the idiot to curl up instantly like a red-hot nine-segment shrimp.

He stood on the podium, his cold eyes like sharp blades, ruthlessly cutting through the hearts of everyone he stared at.

"This is your last warning. If you bring those intrigues into the mission again, I don't mind using the authority granted by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. This is not a joke, but a real warning."

The man lying on the ground showed no fear, he just smiled.

"You are nothing but a dog of the group. What do you mean by the authority of the Ministry of Internal Affairs? Sir Alpha, you'd better face the reality. This is not the Ministry of Internal Affairs you are familiar with."

Facing the man's provocation, Alpha just grinned and said, "I remember your boss. Didn't he just crash?"

"..."

"Don't forget, I'm just a temporary transfer here, responsible for assisting your company to complete the commission and serve as a supervisor..."

Alpha paused and even coughed twice to moisten his throat.

"To put it bluntly, I'm just keeping an eye on you and seeing what you're really doing. ... Are you going to betray me? There are more of you here, and I don't even have a gun with me. I definitely can't beat you. Why don't I just do it?"

"Сукаблядь."

"Okay, I received your response."

Alpha stepped hard on the man's neck. As his strength increased, the sound of cervical vertebrae rubbing, colliding and cracking against each other echoed in the quiet operations room.

A broken neck does not kill the brain immediately, so Afar leaned over and said loudly:

"Moscow believes that your reckless actions have caused irreparable damage, so go on your way with peace of mind."

The resentful look disappeared, leaving only a body curled up against the wall like a dead dog.

"Two men, get this damn thing out of here."

Alpha brushed the dust off his hands, as if he would contract a serious disease if he came into contact with such a person, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Can't you hear me? Two men get this idiot out of here," he repeated.

The air in the war room seemed to be stagnant, and everyone was worried that they would be next.

The two people sitting closest to him walked over, hunched over, and slowly dragged the person out.

"The rest of you, continue your work."

After Alpha finished speaking and turned away, life gradually returned to the war room.

Some people grumbled and complained, but more people warned him not to try to cause trouble. The cruel guy was right. The boss of this private contracting company died in an unclear manner, not to mention these scumbags.

After showing hostility, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave this building.

Their former supervisor deserved the death penalty, as he had arranged the recall without informing anyone.

If they succeeded and could fool people into thinking they were the best, everyone would get the reward, but the reality was that they took the initiative and still failed.

Alpha said that he was the only one present, but in reality, who knows how many people were outside ready to rush in and catch them all.

Want revenge? Sure, go for it. But who knows what Alpha's real name is?

After careful consideration, I realized that since Alpha reported here, I have never heard anyone call him by any other name. Those elegant names are meaningless.

Considering the so-called "authority of the Ministry of Internal Affairs", everyone suppressed the devil in their hearts and acted like an obedient pet dog.

Alpha walked in the empty and dim corridor holding the target file.

The footsteps gradually caught up, and his men were deployed outside the combat room. If there was any change in the sound inside, they would open fire through the plaster wall...

The enemy is a high school girl? You must be kidding.

But now that the mission is in hand, we have to go. At least we have to investigate to find out where the problem occurred in the Military Intelligence Agency.

"The authorization for the operation has been revoked. What happened?" Skiff walked up and said, holding his AK-104.

Alpha shook his head and threw the target file into Skiff's arms.

"Look for yourself. This is what we got after searching through all the assets in Japan."

"Oh, the girl looks quite decent. How old is she?"

"I'll be 17 soon. I'm a high school student."

"Do you think she can expertly kill our men? Six bodyguards plus a field agent from the Foreign Military Intelligence Service."

Skiff was silent for a moment, remembering what happened in New York a few years ago. The person who killed their teammate with a semi-automatic sniper rifle also had the accent of a young woman.

Could it be that we would meet here? He carefully read the target high school student's life and school information, most importantly, his age.

If he is only 17 this year, then he was only 3 when he fought against them in New York three years ago!

How can this be.

"What do you think?" Alpha asked.

"I?"

Skiff almost laughed out loud. He also felt that the Russian Foreign Military Intelligence Agency should be sorted out.

"I wonder what I did when I was 17..."

"I skipped classes, fell in love, and went out with my parents to dig for treasure in the wild during holidays. If I found guns and ammunition left over from World War II, I could make a small fortune from the recycling dealers."

"Is this how you spent your student life?" Skiff looked sideways.

"how about you?"

"Countless tuition classes, in music, painting and regular teaching subjects."

“Why did you join the army?”

"After receiving my degree and diploma, I made up my mind to escape from the arranged life."

Skiff made no secret of the fact that this was the simple reason he joined the Army, signed a volunteer contract, and eventually became a member of the Special Forces.

“Everyone has their own difficulties.”

Alpha summarized their conversation. He suddenly felt a headache, as a matter that required only fighting and killing suddenly turned into an internal investigation.

It's not fun to have the blade pointed inwards. After he confirms the identity of the target in two days, he will report it to Moscow to let them decide whether to conduct a detailed investigation.