The strongest soldier

"Open warehouse 13." The man pushing the cart shouted through the intercom.

Warehouse No. 13 was opened and the cart was pushed in. Immediately afterwards, Luo Zheng felt himself being roughly pushed onto a bed. A pair of thick hands pressed down on his arms. Then, the handcuffs were opened and he came in. The people pushed the cart and left quickly, calling the command center to close Warehouse No. 13.

Luo Zheng slowly opened his eyes and looked around. The room was very small, with a bed, a small corridor, and a squatting pit next to the bed. There was a faucet, and there were bedding on the bed. It was a little smelly, but there was no For others, the walls are also made of cast steel, and there is an air outlet on the top, which is not large.

The environment is very bad, but still acceptable, Luo Zheng thought optimistically. He stood up slowly, moved his body's blood a little, came to the door, leaned to the side and looked outside, only to see that the opposite side was full of the same small rooms. , there were various prisoners standing at the door, motionless, not knowing what they were thinking, and there were people of all colors.

After observing for a while, Luo Zheng discovered that it was surrounded by a zigzag layout, with a patio in the middle for lighting, five floors above and below, and everything as far as the eye could see was made of steel. This was completely a prison made of steel, extremely strong and intelligent. Management, no one can escape.

Luo Zheng looked at the cell door again. The thick steel bar for his arm was horizontal. There was a certain space up and down, but it was only enough to extend his arm. The steel bar automatically retracted, the door opened, and the steel bar came out from the wall. The door was closed, and the information remote control was used. It is almost impossible to escape from such a door. Even if you get out, there are layers of iron doors in the outer corridors. They are also information-based remote control and cannot be opened at all. Without outside help, who can get out of this kind of prison?

After observing for a while, Luo Zheng understood Song Yan's thoughts. No wonder he left himself here with confidence. How could he escape under such tight defense? Since this is a tightly guarded prison, I believe the level is not low, and the prisoners here may not be simple. It seems that we have to be careful. The top priority is to recover from injuries as soon as possible.

After thinking for a while, Luo Zheng didn't want to waste time, so he lay on the bed and used the breathing method passed down from his family to heal his injuries. Only when his body recovered could he survive. Although Song Yan didn't want to die by himself, and the prison police also said that he couldn't let himself die, but the prisoners here But if you don’t think so, you have to rely on yourself for everything.

Time passed slowly, and Luo Zheng heard someone's footsteps faintly. He couldn't help but was startled. He quickly stopped and sat up. He saw a cart appearing at the door, and a man dressed like a prisoner appeared in front of Luo Zheng. From the perspective of vision, he is a bit old, probably over fifty, with messy hair, thin body, and looks like a Caucasian.

This man pushed the two porcelain bowls in through the gap under the door, and then pushed the cart away. From the beginning to the end, he did not even look at Luo Zheng or say anything nonsense. He continued to do his work like a zombie. , Luo Zheng walked over and took a look. There was clear water in the bowl, and there was also a bowl of dark stuff. He didn't know what it was made of. Luo Zheng knew it was food, and he had to pay attention to it in order to survive.

After taking a bite of the black paste, it tasted similar to the one in the dark room before. It should be the same kind. Ninja Luo Zheng was disgusted and swallowed the whole bowl of paste. He desperately controlled the villain's desire and drank it with water to drink away the discomfort. Press it down, take a long breath, slowly return to the bed, sit cross-legged, and continue to exercise to heal the injury.

Since he is in prison, it is useless to worry. Blaming others will not help the situation and will only make people laugh. It is better to seize all the time to recover. As long as the body is fully recovered, Luo Zheng will have nothing to worry about and will lie down in a dark room. In a few days, the external injuries were almost healed, but the internal injuries still required a period of rest. After adjusting his mentality, Luo Zheng quickly fell into meditation and began to heal.

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In the capital city, in the quadrangle of a certain military base, Lan Xue looked at her grandfather with an anxious face, worried. It had been three days since the incident. Within three days, Lan Xue had used all her resources, but still could not find Luo Zheng's whereabouts. Not to mention the whereabouts of Song Yan, it was as if the two people suddenly disappeared. He couldn't help but said eagerly: "Grandpa, how did the top management decide? You should tell me."

"That old fox Song Haitian said that Song Yan was kicked out of his house after he was double-crossed. It has been a long time now. All of Song Yan's actions have nothing to do with the Song family. The Song family has an obligation to assist the country in arresting Song Yan, but it really doesn't matter. Knowing where Song Yan is, this old bastard pushed everything away." Mr. Li's closed eyes were beating with light, his face was serious as iron, and he was really angry.

"I knew this would happen, old bastard, wait, this revenge must be avenged." Lan Xue said bitterly, with a frosty face and murderous eyes flashing.

"It's good that you can control your emotions and stay calm." After Mr. Li forced himself to calm down, he looked at Lan Xue with some relief. After pondering for a moment, he continued: "Don't worry, I won't sit back and watch this matter. If you don't care, I have ordered the National Blade Intelligence Brigade to find out about the ghost at all costs. As soon as there is news, we will immediately organize a rescue, I promise."

"Well, but that bastard Song Yan is very cunning and won't sit still. He must be hiding. It's not easy to find someone in the vast sea of ​​people. Besides, even if Song Yan is found, if he hides the ghost , we are also very passive, revenge is necessary, but it is not a top priority. I think we should concentrate on finding out the information and rescue the ghost, and then consider revenge. This revenge must be solved by myself and the ghost, no one can do it for us." Lan Xue said seriously.

Mr. Li knew that Lan Xue was extremely angry, so he nodded in understanding and said, "Okay, I promise you."

"Thank you, grandpa. Song Yan went to Sam Country. I plan to go over there and have a look to see if I can find any clues." Lan Xue continued.

"No problem, I'll let Shadow accompany your team, but you must obey Shadow's command and stay calm to avoid making inappropriate judgments and decisions. In addition, I will send Tuberose to go with you. Be careful. Once exposed, It will bring trouble and difficulty to the search for ghosts." Mr. Li agreed.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Lan Xue was overjoyed. With the help of Shadow, a strong man in the National Blade Special Warfare Group who is most likely to become the strongest soldier king, and Nose Lai Xiang, an intelligence expert, it may be very difficult to find Luo Zheng, but the search Song Yan shouldn't have a big problem, unless he hides and disappears.

"Ghost is a good boy, and he is your destination. Grandpa, like you, doesn't want anything to happen to him. Go ahead and pay attention to your own safety. Let me handle the Song family's affairs." Mr. Li said with a heavy expression.