Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Romance -> Special forces in the city

Text Chapter 1721 The red flag is still in hand

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    More than seven hours later, at around two o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Luo and the others got off the car at the Cagayan de Oro port and boarded the ship smoothly under the arrangement of the middle-aged man.  Arroyo was so generous that she arranged six staterooms.  But when he got inside, Yang Luo cursed: "Is this a fucking special cabin?"

    The space is pretty good, but apart from the private bathroom, there is just a bed and a table by the window with a hot water kettle and teacups on it, and then there is nothing else.  Well, the hygiene is very clean.

    At this time, Guihu and Li Tao also came over. The middle-aged man finally walked in. Yang Luo looked at the guy and said, "Is this the so-called special cabin?"

    The middle-aged man shrugged in an American style: "This is just a small passenger ship. The stateroom just has a window so you can enjoy the scenery outside."

    What else could Yang Luo say? He sat down on the bed and lay back: "What are you all doing here? Are you tired after sitting in the car for several hours?"

    Before Li Tao and the others could speak, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "I just want to ask, do you need anything else?"

    Yang Luo waved his hand: "No!"

    The middle-aged man nodded: "Okay, if you need anything, you can find me in the next room." After that, he turned and left.

    Seeing the middle-aged man leave, the madman closed the door, but Li Tao took out a newspaper: "Boss, look at this newspaper."

    Yang Luo took it over doubtfully: "Where did the newspaper come from?"

    Li Tao pointed to the table by the window, and Yang Luo saw that there was a net bag hanging on the side of the table with newspapers and magazines in it.

    Yang Luo held the newspaper, and a big English title appeared in front of him: "Kidnapping?" Yang Luo muttered, and when he saw the content, he smiled and threw the newspaper aside, "There is nothing surprising about this.  This rubbish country can be said to be one of the best in the world in terms of the type and quantity of its armed forces. As for the Abu Sayyaf militants, they are just fighting in a small way and cannot be brought to the forefront."

    Li Tao said: "But among the hostages they captured, there were two Chinese. It's not like you don't know that there are countless kidnapping cases against us Chinese. Even if the victim's family pays a ransom, most of them will be shot.  . If we don¡¯t take action this time, I believe the two kidnapped Chinese will be dead.¡±

    During this period, Guihu also learned more or less about the situation in the Philippines from Yang Luo: "It is incredible that there are so many anti-government armed and terrorist organizations in a small Philippines. And these organizations are specifically targeting China.  Is there nothing the Philippine government and military can do about the kidnapping and shooting of people?¡±

    Yang Luo said: "There are reasons for this. First, poverty is a breeding ground for crime, and the polarization between rich and poor will stimulate daring people to take risks. Islamic fundamentalist forces, in order to achieve certain political goals,  Creating an atmosphere of terror around the world. These two universal factors also exist in the Philippines. Of course, it is worth mentioning that it is the official corruption, collusion between the police and criminals, and the incompetence of the military that caused today's situation.  The situation. Second, the Aguino government is openly anti-China, which has aroused people's opposition to China. They are unwilling to control a series of actions of terrorists against Chinese citizens, and they are happy to see the results.  An interesting point is that I have seen reports from some foreign media. One characteristic of the kidnapping culture in the Philippines is that the frequency of kidnapping cases increases every time there is an election. Most people are guessing that this is probably because.  The candidate wants to "raise funds" through this, and I have also analyzed that this is possible, but"

    Speaking of this, Yang Luo smiled, looked at Hong Yejun and said: "There is also a powerful anti-government armed force here that is pro-China. Hong Yejun, you should have contact with this organization."

    Hirono Jun nodded: "The New People's Liberation Army of the Communist Party of the Philippines is committed to building a communist country and has the same philosophy as ours, so we have always cooperated, including weapons, military exchanges and training.  Their base camp is on Luzon Island, with more than 100 guerrilla groups, a main force of more than 6,000 people, and a total strength of 20,000 people. "

    Yang Luo smiled and said: "Del, do you know that Arroyo may be a member of the New People's Liberation Army guerrillas, and probably the middle-aged man who sent us to Manila is also."

    Del opened his mouth: "Yang, how do you know?"

    Yang Luo said: "Guess, if you don't believe it, just wait. As soon as we arrive in Luzon Island, they will send someone to contact me."

    "How is this possible!" Del said incredulously: "Arroyo is just an arms dealer. When I was in the mercenary group and came to the Philippines to perform tasks, he provided the weapons."

    Li Tao said: "I know this organization. It seems that in 2000, aThey were the ones who rescued tourists when they were kidnapped.  "

    Yang Luo took a puff of cigarette and waved his hand: "Okay, let's all go and rest."

    The madman said: "Boss, what should I do with the hostages captured by Abu Sayyaf?"

    Yang Luo squinted his eyes slightly and said: "It is well known that the Philippine military is incompetent. This time I want to make them proud and completely eliminate the Abu Sayyaf armed forces."

    Li Tao laughed and glanced at Ghost Fox: "Boss, you should have a good rest."

    The madman also smiled: "Boss, you have been sitting in the car for several hours, so stop exercising."

    Yang Luo grabbed the pillow and threw it over: "Get out!"

    The madman dodged and swooped out like a rabbit.

    Hong Yejun blinked at Yang Luo and Guihu: "Yang Jun, I will keep an eye on those two guys and prevent them from disturbing you."

    Yang Luo¡¯s face was full of black lines: ¡°Hong Yejun, your conscience is greatly damaged!¡±

    Hong Yejun laughed loudly, and Guan Yong, who was still in a daze for a moment, didn't understand why: "Guan Jun, let's go, don't disturb Yang Jun's rest."

    Watching them leave, Yang Luo sighed: "These bastards, even the kid Hong Yejun has learned bad things."

    The ghost fox chuckled and said: "It's called red when you are close to red, and black when you are close to ink. There will definitely be no good things with you."

    Yang Luo rolled his eyes, pulled Guihu into his arms, and inserted his big hands into the short skirt along Guihu's slender and sexy thighs.

    The ghost fox let out a sweet moan, lay softly in Yang Luo's arms, and grabbed Yang Luo's hand that was making trouble on her lower body.

    "Don't make trouble!"

    Yang Luo grabbed Ghost Fox¡¯s little butt hard, which immediately caused Ghost Fox to give a big look: ¡°The New People¡¯s Liberation Army will really send people to contact us?¡±

    Yang Luo said thoughtfully: "The certainty of the ninth level."

    The ghost fox asked: "What is the purpose of contacting us?"

    Yang Luo said: "It's nothing more than getting our support and providing weapons."

    The ghost fox said: "How do they know our identity? Del can't tell them."

    Yang Luo said with a smile: "We are Chinese, and we still use Del to tell us? With so many weapons, even a fool can guess our identities to a close. Otherwise, do you think A Luo was so happy to agree to send us to Manila?  ?¡±

    After a day and night of sailing, the ship docked at the port of Sorsogon in southern Luzon.

    A group of people got off the boat and were greeted by a young man wearing a brand-name T-shirt: "Hello, Pal, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

    Parr, who was middle-aged, shook hands with the young man: "Alberto, are you here by yourself?"

    Alberto shook his head; "The boss is here in person." After speaking, he looked at Yang Luo, walked over quickly, and said very politely: "Hello, I am Alberto, welcome to Luzon Island."

    Yang Luo smiled slightly but did not speak. Alberto continued: "My boss wants to see you. This is very rude. Please forgive me!"

    Yang Luo said: "Okay!"

    Alberto said happily: "Please get in the car."

    Several people got into a stretched Cadillac sedan. The driver who had been waiting in the car started the car and sped towards the city.

    Half an hour later, they stopped in front of a building. The guard at the door stepped forward to open the door. Yang Luo and the others got out of the car, looked up at the building, then walked into the building under the leadership of Alberto, and then sat down.  The elevator reached the top of the 22nd floor, exited the elevator and walked through a long corridor, stopping in front of a room door.

    The young man knocked on the door, then opened the door and made an invitation gesture: "Please come in!"

    Yang Luo and others walked in. This was an office, about three hundred square meters, with a big red carpet on the floor, a gorgeous large crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and crystal wall lamps with brass lamp stands hanging on the marble pillars.  , the whole office looks magnificent.  A huge desk was placed against the window, and in front of the desk, there was a leather sofa.  Sitting on the sofa was an old man in his sixties, but full of energy.

    Seeing Yang Luo come in, the old man stood up hurriedly: "Welcome, my distinguished guests."

    Seeing the old man, Hong Yejun smiled: "General Samara, I didn't expect us to meet here."

    Samara was stunned for a moment. He didn¡¯t expect anyone here to call out his name. When he took a closer look, he said in surprise.

    "Hiroye-kun, why are you here?"

    Hong Yejun said with a smile: "What?Don't welcome me?  "

    Samara laughed loudly: "Welcome, of course!"

    Hong Yejun said: "Yang, let me introduce to you, this is the commander of the New People's Liberation Army, General Samara."

    Samara¡¯s eyes became brighter and brighter. In fact, he didn¡¯t have high hopes when he came to see Yang Luo this time.  However, Hiroshi Toshiro was also there, which gave him a big surprise.

    Yang Luo stretched out his hand and said: "Hello, General Samara, my name is Yang Luo!"

    Samara hurriedly shook hands with Yang Luo: "Mr. Yang, please forgive me for asking you to come so presumptuously."

    Yang Luo said: "I wonder what General Samara wants me to do?"

    Samara said in a very serious tone: "You can call me comrade."

    Yang Luo laughed, and Samara said: "Let's sit down and talk!"

    A group of people sat down, and Samara asked: "Mr. Yang, you should be a soldier."

    Yang Luo did not deny it. In fact, it was useless to deny it: "Yes!"

    Samara said straight to the point: "Mao, the great revolutionary mentor of the world people, is our spiritual leader, so we have never been eliminated. We have been fighting for 40 years! We are still fighting now, and we still have the red flag in our hands. We very much hope to win again."  Chinese comrades¡¯ help.¡±
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report