Special Forces: Rising from the Ashes of the Lone Wolf

"Sir, I think someone with superpowers like Lin Feng is more suited for security work."

"Think about it, with him as the chief bodyguard, the leaders' safety can be protected much better."

Understanding the implication, the head manager smiled deeply and said:

"Xiao Zhong, are you trying to steal Lao Wang's girlfriend?"

"Hehe, you should know that the military values ​​that brat more."

"Anyway, if you want to poach people, I won't stop you."

"But I won't speak up for you."

"If you're so capable, then go ahead and do it, just don't use my name."

My...this...Zhong Yi's smiling face instantly turned into a bitter face.

Without the help of the head manager, how could he have gotten past the military?

"Commander, I haven't even said anything yet, and you've already blocked my escape route!"

The head manager still smiled deeply: "Don't I know you?"

"But this time, you're obviously going to be disappointed!"

Shaking his head, the head manager changed the subject: "Let's not delve any deeper into that brat's situation."

"Whether he is a god or a demon."

"As long as you are loyal to the Celestial Empire, nothing else matters."

"Because everyone has secrets and bottom lines, touching them might cause an explosion."

"Also, you absolutely must make arrangements to keep his family's identities confidential, understand?"

"Understood," Zhong Yi nodded cautiously.

Based on that kid's personality...

If his family members are targeted and retaliated against by certain people.

Then he will definitely explode, and it's even unpredictable what earth-shattering things he might do!

The next second, Zhong Yi scratched his head in frustration.

"Sir, that kid's 'flower picking' speed is too fast."

"Do you need any warnings or suppression?"

Upon hearing this, the head manager raised his hand without hesitation.

"Don't interfere, that kid's smart!"

"He deliberately exposes his weaknesses to send a signal to the outside world, do you understand?"

Without a doubt, Zhong Yi was very clear about this.

Just like Han Xin in ancient times, before each time he led troops into battle.

They would send all their wives, children, and elderly relatives to the palace to stay, in order to avoid mutual suspicion between the emperor and his ministers.

Raymond Lam shares the same logic and intention!

At the appropriate time, the head manager put the documents into the drawer.

"Is there anything else?"

"Reporting to the commander, all preparations for the visit are complete."

Zhong Yi's expression turned extremely serious as he spoke.

"Sir, the situation in Kenya is extremely dangerous. Perhaps you should reconsider?"

"I'm not considering it anymore; there's no way to change it."

Zhong Yi was extremely helpless at the predictable answer.

"Sir, one last question."

"Comrade Lin Feng's gun license is Class A, issued by the Wolf Fang Special Forces."

"However, my rank is not high enough to be issued a weapon in the inner palace. What do you think?"

The head manager nodded: "Understood, you can go and get back to work."

"Oh, right, when that brat comes back, tell him to come to my place."

..................

At 4 p.m., Raymond Lam returned to the mainland from his private airport.

The situation I learned was not unexpected.

The leader's private jet has no issues with either comfort or safety.

However, it was still impossible to defend against the attack of surface-to-air missiles.

Although the probability of it happening is extremely small, it cannot be ignored.

Office of the Field Director

Lin Feng walked in and asked, "Director Tang, could you please get me an office?"

"Ready, right next door."

As he spoke, Tang Shan stood up.

"Don't rush to the office, the head manager wants to see you, right away."

What? The commander summoned me?

Lin Feng was excited, but dared not delay and quickly followed Tang Shan's pace.

We got back onto the ground and got into Tangshan's passenger seat.

Being driven by a senior colonel is like enjoying the treatment of a 'commander'!

"Director Tang, does the leader have any taboos?"

"Hehe, you're overthinking it, kid!"

There was no overthinking it; Raymond Lam's actions stemmed solely from respect and reverence for the pillars of the nation.

Chapter 339 SSS-level gun license, a license to kill!

(Thanks to the leader of 'Fragmented Memories' for urging and supporting updates!)

"Deputy Director Yan, this is Comrade Lin Feng."

Yan Liangyu, 41 years old, is a secretary to a high-ranking official and concurrently serves as the first deputy director of the General Office of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, holding the rank of deputy minister.

He was handsome and refined.

At this moment, he sized up Lin Feng, nodded secretly, and smiled slightly.

"Comrade Xiaolin, please wait a moment. The commander is on the phone."

"Report, I'm not in a hurry, Deputy Director Yan, you're busy."

Yan Liangyu showed no change in expression in response to Lin Feng's humility.

As a secretary, you must always keep up with your boss's pace.

What the leader likes, he is destined not to dislike.

What the leader dislikes, he also cannot like.

Without a doubt, the leader has high hopes for and values ​​the young soldiers in front of him.

Then he won't put on airs or give a hard time; in fact, he'll try to build good relationships with people!

No one can predict what the future holds.

In short: There's absolutely no harm in befriending a promising war god!

"Sit down and wait, the commander should be a while away."

Upon hearing this, Tang Shan immediately said, "Xiao Lin, I'll wait for you outside."

Lin Feng didn't sit down after he left.

The halls of power are too high, and only big shots come and go. In short, you won't die if you stand there for a while.

At that moment, Yan Liangyu asked again, "Xiao Lin, I heard you were in charge of the Fierce Tiger Regiment before?"

“Yes,” Lin Feng nodded, “Assigned by the National Defense University as acting battalion commander.”

"Hehe, so you're working in the capital?"

As she spoke, Yan Liangyu took out her business card holder from her pocket, pulled out a name tag, and handed it over.

"Here's my number. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just contact me."

Faced with such a gesture of goodwill, Lin Feng clearly couldn't refuse.

The chief's secretary, the nation's top secretary.

A single word from him carries more weight than many high-ranking officials; how could one not be cautious?