Special Forces: Rising from the Ashes of the Lone Wolf

"No need to say anything more, Gao Shiwei called me personally and has already coordinated everything."

General Wu En sounded very serious on the phone.

"Little guy, remember this: the core secrets of fourth-generation fighter jets are certainly important."

"But it's not the only one; in special circumstances, there's no need to risk your life."

"Safety first, everything else can be abandoned, understand?"

The same phrase, "people-oriented," deeply moved and satisfied Lin Feng.

This is the military management philosophy of our country's leaders, or rather, the top leadership.

If it's the other way around, then he might kick out, and it's really hard to say who he'll kick!

"Don't worry, Dean, I guarantee the mission will be completed and we will return safely. Over."

After the call ended, Lin Feng ran back to apartment 307.

"Bro, dinner's almost ready, where are you going?"

"I have something to do, don't ask."

Lin Feng quickly changed into casual clothes and left behind all the items and documents that could prove his identity.

Then, with Wu Chao looking stunned, he hurriedly left the apartment.

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At 12:40, Lin Feng arrived at Beijing Capital International Airport.

As he entered the waiting hall, he immediately saw Li Lei, the director of the General Staff Military Intelligence Department.

"Brother Li, are you getting impatient?"

"Haha, the plane is still half an hour away, there's plenty of time."

They were acquaintances, shook hands warmly, and exchanged no unnecessary words.

At that moment, Li Lei handed over a black briefcase.

"Brother, everything you need is inside. Take care."

Lin Feng accepted it and smiled, "Opportunities for business trips at public expense are rare, no problem."

"Haha, have a pleasant trip, and it would be best if you could bring a girl back with you."

"OK, picking up girls is my forte, I have to get one!"

Each person understood their own interpretation, and the two shook hands again, saying goodbye to each other.

Li Lei left, and Lin Feng went to his seat in the waiting area.

While sitting down to wait, I opened my briefcase to check everything I needed.

The mission's identity is that of a South Korean named Cui Zhenghao.

A Samsung employee went to the Vladivostok branch of the group for business.

He has a clean family background, is unmarried, but has a girlfriend, which perfectly fits the mission requirements.

A bank card containing a full ten million rubles.

Do you think the mission budget is quite large?

In fact, when converted to RMB, it's less than a million.

Although the amount is not large, the overall consumption level in China is relatively low.

Yeah, that's enough, I don't even need it. (Zhao)

Given that we were being surrounded and blocked, hotels, shopping malls, and other places were off-limits!

A plane ticket, a first-class seat.

The seats are comfortable and meet the travel needs of Samsung employees.

Having quickly memorized his new identity, Lin Feng destroyed all the documents.

"Flight 1138 from Beijing to Vladivostok is about to take off."

"Passengers on this flight, please proceed through security and board the plane as quickly as possible..."

Following the announcement, Lin Feng lined up for the security check before boarding.

He only had a briefcase that was almost empty.

Therefore, the security check process was very easy.

Without further ado, we boarded the plane smoothly and took our seats in first class.

Beside him was a middle-aged man with a large belly.

Lin Feng didn't bother to give it a second glance, nor did he need to communicate with it.

Ten minutes later, the plane closed its doors and took off on time.

As the plane took off, a beautiful flight attendant in a thin uniform brought out a blanket.

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"Sir, we are flying north. The temperature will get lower and lower. Please cover yourself up."

The flight attendant was beautiful, spoke softly, and provided excellent and attentive service.

Lin Feng nodded and said "thank you" in Korean.

"Wait, beautiful lady, could you please bring me a Chinese meal? Thank you."

"Okay, please wait a moment, it will be here soon."

The flight attendant's Korean was quite good, so Lin Feng wasn't surprised at all.

The current flight attendant profession, especially on international flights.

The requirements for flight attendants' qualities are getting higher and higher.

Face, height, body shape, and even voice are the most basic factors.

Being proficient in several foreign languages ​​is a basic requirement for any profession.

Otherwise, how can you manage if you encounter foreign passengers and don't even understand what they're saying?

Okay, the flight attendant did return quickly and served three dishes and a soup.

The portion was small, but the taste was okay. Raymond Lam ate it all in one go.

As the flight attendant collected the tableware, she asked, "Sir, is there anything else you need?"

"A glass of warm water, please, thank you..."

Just then, the pot-bellied middle-aged man beside him gave a disdainful snort.

"Even the eating and drinking have made the air stink!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng was both surprised and annoyed.

If eating can make the air stink, did he grow to over 200 pounds by eating shit?

Hmph, typical of someone who's asking for trouble!

Although I really wanted to yell at him, I held back because of my new identity and the principle of keeping a low profile.

Lin Feng pretended not to understand and gestured to the flight attendant to quickly fetch warm water.

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On a street in Vladivostok,

An Ran was wrapped from head to toe in thick cotton clothes, cotton pants, cotton shoes, and a cotton hat.

Apart from his eyes, almost no skin was exposed.

In this situation, passersby have no way of telling whether she is a man or a woman.

Yes, Vladivostok has a very cold climate.

In April, it is early spring in China.

Even in the north, temperatures below -10 degrees Celsius are considered the lowest.

However, here, at nearly minus forty degrees Celsius, your spit will freeze in less than five seconds!

The morning sun was strong, but An Ran, walking on the street, felt no warmth whatsoever.

The coldness doesn't come from the weather, but from the heart.

Because she sensed that danger was getting closer and closer to her.

Who knows, she might be surrounded and captured by the KGB in the next second.

Of course, the KGB was only one of them.

Japanese Foreign Ministry agents were also frantically searching for her.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.