Chapter 2728 Are You Looking for Me?

Overnight, a total of eight of the twenty-four camps on the rice side were brutally attacked, causing heavy losses in both personnel and property.

It’s six o’clock in the morning, it’s still dark, Jintang Camp.

Qiao Chuanlong leaned on the chair at the headquarters, his spirit was so haggard that even a cigar could not lift him up.

He looked at the briefings that were sent one after another, and then looked at the sad faces of his colleagues, and for the first time he felt mentally and physically exhausted.

He is not afraid of powerful enemies. No matter how awesome the enemy is, as long as he fights head-on, he believes that the final victory will belong to himself and his friends.

History has proven countless times that he can have the last laugh.

But facing this phantom-like enemy, Qiao Chuanlong felt powerless and the other party didn't give him a chance to fight.

No matter how hard your fist is, what's the use?

"Mr. Qiao Chuanlong, preliminary statistics of losses have been calculated."

The time pointed to half past six, and a one-eyed intelligence officer walked into the busy headquarters with an indescribable solemnity on his face:

"Sixteen hundred people died, no one was injured, and direct losses exceeded 50 billion U.S. dollars, especially the helicopter camp, which was completely wiped out."

“And that’s not even taking into account the fear and the impact that it will cause.”

"The national envoy Alyssa will arrive in fifteen minutes. She needs a comprehensive and reliable report from you."

A flash of emotion flashed through his heart. This murderer was really awesome. He destroyed a third of the camp overnight and killed 1,600 of his men.

Qiao Chuanlong's voice deepened: "Is there any news about the murderer?"

After hearing the report from the one-eyed intelligence officer, he knew that his official career was about to end. Although Ye Tianlong attacked small camps, they were all precious places.

Those 1,600 backbones are even more precious figures. They are either Marines, pilots, or mid- to high-level officers of the Navy.

If possible, Qiao Chuanlong would be willing to exchange the lives of 5,000 ordinary subordinates for these 1,600 people.

It was a pity that he couldn't exchange it back. He could only find a way to dig out Ye Tianlong and then cut him into pieces to make up for the loss.

The one-eyed intelligence officer shook his head slightly: "There is no news about the murderer. He comes and goes without a trace, and he even wears our clothes."

"The surveillance cameras at the camp that were attacked were also invaded, and his face was not photographed, and all the people who had met him were killed."

The one-eyed intelligence officer responded respectfully: "So there is no whereabouts of him for the time being. I only know that the eight camps described him as a ghost."

"What's the situation like in the rest of the camps?"

Qiao Chuanlong gritted his teeth: "The ghost has destroyed eight camps, and it may not stop here."

"The rest of the camps have entered level one combat status. Emergency response teams are on standby 24 hours a day, and satellite identification has also been activated."

The one-eyed intelligence officer had a look of confidence on his face: "Any suspicious person who enters will be discovered."

"And the remaining camps are all large camps with more than a thousand soldiers. It will not be easy for the ghost to attack again."

The one-eyed intelligence officer added: "As of now, there is no bad news coming from various camps."

Qiao Chuanlong clenched his fists slightly: "Let them be careful!"

"Before I dig out the ghost, I must be on high alert and I must not make any mistakes again."

If anything happens again, he will be court-martialed.

"tread--"

At this moment, the light at the door dimmed, and then a shout came.

"Mr. Qiao Chuanlong, good morning."

Then, a blonde girl appeared with three bodyguards in black clothes, and walked into the headquarters in a familiar way, as if they were already familiar with her.

The three bodyguards all have a thunderbolt pattern on their chests, and they look like they are not simple characters.

"Envoy Alyssa, good morning, good morning, you've had a hard journey."

When Qiao Chuanlong saw the blonde girl appear, he hurriedly raised a smile and stood up to greet her: "I'm so sorry to have come all the way from you."

The blonde girl smiled and said: "I don't want to come over either, but too many things happened in the Nanhan camp. There were 1,600 casualties and more than 50 billion losses."

"Mr. Qiao Chuanlong knew nothing about this. The president was very annoyed and rarely anxious. He could only ask me to take people on a trip."

"Let me listen and take a look, and then I can give an explanation to the president and Congress."

The blonde is 1.75 meters tall, and she adds a few centimeters to her body when she wears leather shoes. She looks not only tall, but also majestic.

Especially the just-right work clothes highlighted her exquisite figure, and the uniform was only so tempting.

However, Qiao Chuanlong didn't appreciate it much. He rubbed his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm really sorry. It's my incompetence and I failed to live up to Mr. President's high expectations."

"No more nonsense."

Alyssa went straight to the point: "Give me an answer. Is there any whereabouts of the murderer?"

Qiao Chuanlong shook his head gently: "Not yet. The other party comes and goes quickly, and his hands and feet are clean. It is difficult to lock on him for a while."

Alyssa's red lips parted slightly: "Do you have any information or photos about the murderer?"

Qiao Chuanlong shook his head again: "We are investigating..."

Alyssa's pretty face turned cold: "Compared to the losses we have already suffered, Mr. President hopes to catch the murderer as soon as possible to avoid the losses from increasing and making people panic."

"Report!"

At this moment, the one-eyed intelligence officer ran in again, with a touch of joy on his face:

"A patrol car once took a photo of an Apache. The patrol car was blown up, but the photo was saved and entered into the network system."

"The Apache attacked the patrol car with a Chinese man sitting in it."

The one-eyed intelligence officer said excitedly: "It's probably the murderer."

Qiao Chuanlong's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Quick, quick, upload the photo."

He pounded the table and yelled, "With the murderer's photo, we can tear him into pieces."

Alyssa and the others also adjusted their angles and looked at the big screen.

The photo was quickly uploaded.

A photo of an Apache firing, with a person sitting in the driver's seat, without a helmet or walkie-talkie, and the general face can be seen through the glass.

Ye Tianlong with white hair.

"Asshole!"

Qiao Chuanlong slammed the table and yelled, "It's him, Ye Tianlong, how come this asshole is not dead yet? Forty-eight shells didn't kill him?"

"It's the one who fought the Japanese."

He explained to Alyssa, and then yelled to the one-eyed intelligence officer, "Send the photo immediately, to each camp and the Wen family."

"I'm going to issue a comprehensive warrant for this asshole."

Qiao Chuanlong slammed the table, "Let the Wen family offer a reward of 100 million, and we must dig him out today."

The one-eyed intelligence officer and the others acted quickly, and printed out hundreds of copies of Ye Tianlong's photo, preparing to give each person one.

"Are you looking for me?"

When the one-eyed intelligence officer was sending photos to Alyssa and other people present, there was suddenly a person at the doorway where people were coming and going, and he also had a photo in his hand.

His smile was cold.

Ye Tianlong's figure was like a long knife, pressing against the throats of more than 30 people in the command center.

It was difficult to breathe.