The General's Vampire Omega

"Before the accident, General Luo talked to me and said that he knew a secret that could subvert the alliance, and he had evidence. Although he didn't explain it, he should be referring to the president." Chu Feng said.

Luo Zhouzhou asked, "Did he tell you the secret?"

"No." Chu Feng shook his head.

"Then can you guess what it is?"

"also can not."

Luo Zhouzhou said blankly: "Then I still don't know anything."

"General Luo is tight-lipped. There are some things that only he can tell you. But I can tell you about mine," Chu Feng said.

Luo Zhouzhou asked in surprise: "Is there something between you and the president?"

After thinking for a while, Chu Feng replied: "Actually, I have always suspected that Calga was related to the death of my comrade-in-arms, and I have been searching for evidence for so long."

Luo Zhouzhou opened his eyes slightly, "It's related to the death of your comrade-in-arms, how did you know?"

"On the day we performed the mission, everyone was crowded into a truck. Usually we can complete difficult tasks, so this time, no one took it seriously, except for checking the guns with us, it was just a joke."

Chu Feng clasped his hands on the edge of the bed, looked sideways out of the window, lost in memory.

"Everyone is very relaxed, only one person showed abnormal nervousness. He usually likes to joke, but that time he kept silent and just buried his head in cleaning his gun. I was sitting next to him at the time, and when I bumped into him accidentally, I found him It's trembling."

……

On a nearly deserted road in Bayardo, there were two military trucks driving, each with special soldiers holding guns in their hands.

"Wang Jun, lighter."

Chu Feng wore a steel helmet on his head, camouflage on his face, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Wang Jun, who was sitting outside, touched his body, threw a small silver item to him, and said, "Obviously I never leave my mouth with cigarettes, but I never bring a lighter with me."

"Forget it as soon as you change your clothes." Chu Feng said lazily, catching the lighter thrown in the air.

After lighting the cigarette in his mouth, he was about to throw it back. Wang Jun said, "Put it away yourself, so you won't have to ask me to get it again later."

Chu Feng was also polite, and slipped the lighter into his pocket.

"Aren't you usually a heavy smoker? Why don't you stop smoking?" Chu Feng asked Gu Shuming who was sitting beside him.

Gu Shuming and him are both from Bayardo, and he talks the most in ordinary times, and he is a talker who can't control his mouth.But now he bowed his head without saying a word, and did not pick up the cigarette when he was given it just now.

"Old Gu, I'm asking you, why don't you speak?" Chu Feng nudged Gu Shuming with his elbow.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Gu Shuming jumped up and grabbed the gun beside him.

Chu Feng was taken aback and looked at him in astonishment.

Gu Shuming didn't react until he saw the scene in the car, and explained to Chu Feng with a forced smile: "I just fell asleep and was dreaming."

After speaking, he wiped his face and sat down again.

Seeing that his face was abnormally pale, Chu Feng couldn't help asking: "Old Gu, are you feeling unwell? I don't think anything is right about you."

Gu Shuming shook his head, looked at his hands, and said, "It's nothing, it's just a dream."

Chu Feng didn't say anything else, and began to wipe the gun in his hand with his head down.

Just after wiping the barrel of the gun, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Gu Shuming's hand on his lap, shaking constantly.

He put down the gun and said in a low voice: "Old Gu, you are not in the right state, why don't you ask the captain for a leave of absence so that you don't go on this mission."

Gu Shuming glanced at him sideways, with a strange look in his eyes.

Then he leaned closer and said, "Chu Feng, you have to be careful with today's mission."

"I know, I'm very careful every mission." Chu Feng hugged his shoulder reassuringly, and patted him hard.

"I didn't mean this. If there is anything unusual today, don't love to fight. Withdraw if you can, and hide if you can. Even if the captain hasn't ordered it, you have to hide." Gu Shuming continued.

Chu Feng laughed dumbly and said: "Old Gu, what's wrong with you? Today we are going to wipe out a group of truth believers, and we are not facing thousands of troops. Besides, if there are too many people on the other side, don't we still have... Is that?"

He didn't say it clearly, but Gu Shuming knew he was talking about phenhydramine.

Gu Shuming did not relax because of his words, but became more anxious, shaking his feet nervously, and staring straight.

"Chu Feng, you believe me, as long as the situation is wrong, hide it immediately."

Chu Feng looked at his expression, frowned and asked, "Old Gu, do you know something inside?"

Gu Shuming remained silent and did not answer, while Chu Feng looked at him for a moment while the truck was jolting slightly.

After a long while, he approached Chu Feng and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "This mission must be dangerous. Anyway, if I don't prepare properly, I will withdraw. Let me tell you, the mission cannot be easily completed."

"Why?" Chu Feng asked in a low voice: "Since you have said everything here, then tell me the reason."

Gu Shuming looked up at him, his eyes were full of red threads.

He gritted his teeth and said in a breathy voice, "Calgar will prevent us from completing the mission."

Seeing Chu Feng's astonished expression, he said again: "Remember, if the situation is not right, run if you can, and don't resist. If someone dies, put this account on Calgar's head."

……

"In the end, something happened on that mission. And it wasn't like Gu Shuming imagined that they would face a very harsh battle. Before they had time to go to the battlefield, they all fell silently like that..."

After Chu Feng told Luo Zhouzhou this paragraph, he looked at the sky outside the window.

In the gray sky, a few pigeons flitted by like tiny dots of ink.

"So, have you started to doubt Calgar?" Luo Zhouzhou asked.

Chu Feng shook his head and said, "I didn't doubt Calga because of Gu Shuming's words. I thought he was too nervous. It was a few days later that I really knew that Calga had a problem."

"How many days?"

"Sihan and I wanted to see our comrades-in-arms for the last time, but we couldn't see each other, and didn't tell us any information."

Chu Feng smiled self-deprecatingly, "The two of us have been arguing with those little officers every day. I didn't know that they had already been cremated on the day of the accident."

"A few days later, I made an oath in front of their graves to find the person who handed me the lockbox. But even a small logistics officer can stop me, how can I find the real culprit for them?"

"So, I need the power, the power to be free to investigate this matter."

"Our group of students could contact Calga directly, so I found him. He said that he would give him his loyalty and life, as long as he gave me the power to investigate this matter."

"Then he agreed?" Luo Zhouzhou asked holding his breath.

Chu Feng replied flatly: "He agreed."

……

In the spacious and bright living room, Chu Feng was wearing a low-level military uniform, sitting upright on a bench with his hands on his knees, waiting for President Calga to summon him.

"Your Excellency has a meeting now, he asked you to wait here for a while." The beautiful and dignified secretary brought him a cup of coffee and put it on the coffee table at hand.

"Thank you." Chu Feng nodded his thanks.

He has a handsome face, a tall figure, and his manner and conversation are very polite, which caused the secretary to go to the conference hall three times in just half an hour.

It's just that this young officer seems to be not good at words. She raised countless topics, but he cut them off with a few words.

After the secretary finally left with nothing to say, Chu Feng secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Last night he communicated with Karl Garga on the terminal, expressed his loyalty, and begged him to investigate the deaths of his comrades.

After hearing what he said, Calgar immediately agreed and asked him to come to the presidential palace today.

When Chu Feng thought of this, his heart was filled with gratitude to the president of the alliance.

Many of the current alliance officials are still the honorable elders of the empire. Even if the empire no longer exists, they still retain a lot of class preferential treatment and the extravagant style of the past, which made the first alliance president a headache.

The nobles were as drunk and rich as before, and there were starving civilians on the roadside of Bayardo.

Seeing that the complaints from all over the country are getting more and more serious, the term of the first president has not yet ended, so he resigned from the presidency.

Calgar responded at this moment.

Although he is only a local governor of Bayardo, he has always been very close to the people and kind, and has also won many rights and interests for the common people, and is deeply respected by the local people.

When he participated in the presidential election, the voice of support grew louder and louder.In the end, he defeated his powerful competitor by ten votes, and successfully became the president of the Tyrann Alliance.

It has only been a few years since Calgar took over the presidency. Under his leadership, the alliance has developed in a good direction and swept away the dilapidated state before.

He cut down the power of nobles, established a research institute to conquer Xiyan, and gave common people the right to receive basic education.

He even asked the military academy to recruit ordinary people, sending many officers of civilian origin to the military.

Through this series of measures, Calgar's reputation in the past two years has become more and more prosperous, and his reputation among the public has reached its peak.

Because of the phone call with Calga last night, Chu Feng saw a glimmer of hope amidst his despair and resentment.

If he can get the support and help of His Excellency the President, he can find the murderers who murdered his comrades-in-arms and avenge them.

Chu Feng is the only one in the huge living room.

The dark red velvet curtains were pulled up, and sunlight came in through the arc-shaped windows.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the lawn outside the window.

The beautiful secretary came in again and asked considerately: "Second Lieutenant Chu, the President's meeting is still a while away, may I ask if you need anything else?"

Chu Feng took a sip of the third cup of coffee she brought in, and said with a smile, "No, thank you."

Then he turned his head and continued to look out the window.

After staying for a while, the secretary walked out of the living room.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Chu Feng heard her saying loudly: "The light in my office is broken, you go to change the light tube. Also, there is something wrong with the paper shredder, sometimes good and sometimes bad, you should also check it one time."

"Yes." Someone answered from the other end of the corridor.

After the secretary left, the conference hall became quiet again, except for the chirping of birds outside the window and the occasional sound of the cleaner opening the door next to it.

Chu Feng was still sitting on the chair, waiting patiently for Calga.

At this time, there was a movement in the room not far away, as if someone fell to the ground and let out a short cry of pain.

"How are you? Are you okay?" Miss Secretary's exclamation followed.

Chu Feng got up quickly and walked out of the living room.

A door on the right side of the corridor opened suddenly, and the secretary ran out in panic.

Seeing Chu Feng, she hurriedly asked for help: "Second Lieutenant Chu, the maintenance worker fell off the lamp while changing it, can you help me?"

Without saying a word, Chu Feng hurried over.

This room is not big, but it is full of filing cabinets, full of various documents.

There was a stool upside down in the middle of the room, and a maintenance worker in blue overalls was sitting on the ground, holding his feet with a pale face.

The floor of the room was made of hard marble. He fell hard this time, and red oozes from his knees.

"Are you okay?" Chu Feng helped him up and asked.

The maintenance worker gasped and said, "Ankles, ankles hurt."

"Let me see." Chu Feng squatted down, rolled up his trousers, and saw that his ankles were swollen.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it, and said to the maintenance worker: "It's okay, I have a sprain, just rub some medicinal wine and rest for a few days and it will be fine."

"Then can he still walk?" Miss Secretary asked standing at the door.

The maintenance worker broke away from Chu Feng's hand, walked a few steps on tiptoe, and replied cautiously: "I can walk."

The secretary frowned and said, "Then you go back to the rest room. I'll notify the doctor later and let him show you."

"But the lamps have just been replaced, and the paper shredder hasn't had time to check." The maintenance worker said a little nervously.

Chu Feng saw him with a look of panic. It was obvious that the secretary was quite strict at ordinary times, which made him dare not leave like this even if he was injured.

"Miss, if you don't mind, I can take a look at the shredder." Chu Feng turned to Miss Secretary.

The secretary was surprised and asked, "Can you repair a shredder?"

Chu Feng said: "When we were in the military academy, we had to learn a little about everything."

Miss Secretary smiled and said, "If Second Lieutenant Chu can repair it, it would be best to check it for me. But will it delay your time?"

"Miss, you're being polite. Anyway, I'm fine sitting there." Chu Feng replied.

"Then I'll trouble you." Miss Secretary smiled.

After the maintenance worker left, Chu Feng opened the toolbox he left behind and took out the tools he needed.Then he took off his military jacket, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and began to disassemble the shredder to check the inside.

"My name is Li Siqi." The secretary sat down on the chair, looked at his muscular and smooth forearm, and said, "Second Lieutenant Chu can call me Siqi."

Without raising his head, Chu Feng said, "Miss Li, please pass me that red screwdriver."

"You're welcome, just call me Siqi."

"Miss Li, please pass me the screwdriver, the red one."

Li Siqi's smile disappeared, and she handed him the screwdriver with a calm expression, and stopped talking.

The room became quiet, only the sound of Chu Feng repairing the shredder was heard.

"It's fixed, let's try it out."

Ten minutes later, Chu Feng straightened up and let out a long breath.

Li Siqi turned around and opened the password cabinet behind her, took out a large pile of file bags from it, and put them next to the shredder.

"Look, all the waste paper that will be shredded these days is here. There are two big bags every day, one bag in the morning and one bag in the afternoon. They can't be processed, and they are all piled up here."

Chu Feng took a glance, and saw that the date was written on those file bags, and they also marked the morning or afternoon.

It seems that Li Siqi, as a secretary, is very meticulous in her work.

She randomly took a file bag, took out a few more files, stuffed them into the entrance of the shredder, and pressed the button.

The shredder was motionless and unresponsive.

"It's still not good." Li Siqi looked at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng frowned and said, "What's wrong here?"

"Your Excellency Calgar is good everywhere, but he is too reluctant to spend money. This shredder keeps breaking down and needs to be repaired every time, and he is reluctant to replace it with a new one." Li Siqi complained.

Chu Feng didn't answer, he was still looking at the shredder, thinking about it with his chest in his arms.

"Ah! Look at my memory." Li Siqi slapped his forehead suddenly and said, "When the repairman came, I unplugged the shredder."

After finishing speaking, she squatted down and reached out to touch the back of the shredder to plug in the power.

Chu Feng waited for her to plug in, and put down the cuffs of his shirt.

His eyes unconsciously slid across the file bag placed aside, and suddenly stopped.

When Li Siqi was drawing out the documents just now, the following ones were also brought out, half of which were exposed outside the document bag.

On the top one, there is a line clearly printed on it: Bavor Church Action Application.

Below is a line of small black characters, writing the reason for applying for this mission.

Below is the list of personnel who carried out this operation. At that moment, Chu Feng saw several familiar names.

Chu Feng is very familiar with this kind of application form. Every time before they take action, the captain will quickly print it out and send it directly to the military headquarters.

When the military department approves the application, after their current mission is over, the captain will go to the military headquarters again, sign the application form, write that the mission has been completed or failed to complete, and then seal it in the confidential room.

Every time the captain frowned and gritted his teeth, and wrote the application form on the terminal carefully, he would read it aloud and ask if the sentence made sense.

So when Chu Feng saw this application form, he immediately realized that this was the task application form sent by the captain to the military department before their operation.

The execution time of their operation was on the afternoon of June [-]th.

But the date marked on the file bag was the morning of June [-]th.

That is to say, these documents were invalidated on the morning of June [-]th and had to be shredded.

They didn't plan to have the captain sign the sentence on the application form again after they returned from completing the mission - the mission has been completed.

It turned out that before they set off, someone knew clearly that this mission was impossible to complete.

When they ate in the cafeteria and discussed the afternoon's operation, when they painted their faces before going out, and sat in the back of the military truck and wiped the barrels of their guns, they were already dead in the eyes of others.

"Second Lieutenant Chu, Second Lieutenant Chu..." Li Siqi's voice woke Chu Feng up.

He saw Li Siqi took two steps back and was looking at him in horror.

"Second Lieutenant Chu, are you okay?" Li Siqi's voice changed.

Chu Feng tried to calm his voice, and said, "I'm fine."

"You looked so scary just now..." Li Siqi couldn't help but glanced at him several times.

Chu Feng said: "I was distracted just now, thinking about other things."

Li Siqi was obviously frightened by him, and said tremblingly: "The paper shredder is ready, thank you, Second Lieutenant Chu, you go and wash your hands, the meeting with His Excellency Calga will end soon, and he will meet you in the living room after he comes out .”

"understood."

General Chu Feng put his clothes on his arms, walked away from Li Siqi, and went into the bathroom.

He locked the door, washed his hands over and over again, and recalled the documents he had just seen over and over again.

He splashed water on his face, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

It wasn't until I looked in the mirror that I could no longer see the hatred on the face of the person inside that I wiped off the water stains, put on my military uniform, and tidied it up without a trace of wrinkle, and returned to the living room.

He sat calmly on the chair in the living room, with his hands still on his knees and his upper body straight.

After hearing the footsteps and voices of Calgar's group, he stood up and faced the direction of the door of the living room.

Calga strode into the living room and smiled at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng leaned on his feet, performed a standard military salute, and said loudly, "Chu Feng has seen His Excellency the President."

"Sit down, don't stand up, wait in a hurry?" Calga walked behind the desk with a smile, pressed the intercom again, and said, "Two cups of coffee."

He raised his head and asked Chu Feng again: "Do you want to add sugar?"

Chu Feng pinched his palm hard, showing an appropriate, flattered expression, and replied: "No sugar, thank you sir."

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