Chapter 139: History

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Eight o'clock in the morning.

The morning sun had just appeared above the empire.

A white sports version of Land Rover slowly drove out of East Chang'an Villa District No. 8 and headed straight for the western suburbs. When they left, they brushed past a 70% new Audi A6L.

When the two cars met, they whistled and Audi slowed down to a near standstill, waiting until Land Rover left before entering the villa area at a uniform speed.

Yang Yingxue, who was chattering happily on the passenger seat, probably found this scene very interesting. Looking at Audi who had already started up again, she smiled and said, "Little Martial Uncle, why do you want Senior Brother to honk his horn? Is that the new bodyguard arranged for Lin Shuimo in the car? Who are they? How strong are they?"

"Martial Uncle is Martial Uncle, what Little Martial Uncle?"

Lin Xiaocao, who was sitting in the back row, hadn't said anything yet. Yang Guang, who was the temporary driver, frowned slightly and reprimanded her. Yang Guang loved this little junior sister from the bottom of his heart. He treated her as if she was his biological sister. He keenly noticed the recent changes in the little junior sister. The longer he stayed by his junior uncle's side, the more obvious the changes became. This sentence was more like a probing sentence.

Yang Guang naturally knew what Little Junior Sister meant. She wasn't jealous, but she was a little worried. Who knew what would happen in the end if she worked so hard to get close to His Highness the War God sitting behind her? At the very least, based on Lin Xiaocao's current performance, Yang Guang wasn't optimistic about Yang Yingxue. How many moths would end up fighting the flames? Seeing Little Junior Sister's gaze on Martial Uncle getting hotter and hotter, he had no choice but to stand up and stop it for a moment.

Yang Yingxue widened her watery eyes and glared at her senior apprentice-brother fiercely with her flat mouth. She turned around and looked pitifully at Lin Xiaocao.

"Their strength is not bad, at least they are more than enough to protect the ink."

Lin Xiaocao said calmly, He had deliberately turned a blind eye to the little movements of the two siblings. Although he was no longer Lin Shuimo's bodyguard, the defensive force he had provided her with was beyond the standard. With Lin Shuimo's status, five female imperial clan consul members were able to protect her in two shifts around the clock, which was sufficient to deal with most unexpected situations.

The royal consul was like the law enforcement team, With a full complement of one hundred and fifty people, Apart from Lin Xuanyuan, the sole Grand Consul, and Wang Jianghu, the deputy consul, Everyone has no names, Only numbers, From the 1st to the 150th, The higher the number, the stronger you are, The two forces of the royal family could be said to be the top private forces in the Dark World. They were strong individuals and were more cooperative. When they appeared on the battlefield, it was almost anyone's nightmare. If it was a full-fledged consul or law enforcement team, no one, including the Emperor, would be willing to face them alone.

There were 30 women among the magistrates. Their strengths varied from one to the other. There were six teams. The team Lin Xiaocao had chosen to protect Lin Shuimo was of average strength. In terms of strength, one-on-one might not be Yang Guang's opponent, but two-on-one would definitely win. Staying by Lin Shuimo's side with such strength was safe and sound.

The White Land Rover gradually accelerated in Nine Continents City. After about an hour, it left the city and entered the western suburbs.

The road ahead was wide and flat, but the further west it went, the quieter the surroundings became. There were few people. The white Land Rover walked westward for about fifty kilometers. Finally, it saw the first sign with a restricted military area hanging on it, but there were no guards.

"Continue driving. Turn right after this forest."

Lin Xiaocao, who rarely spoke along the way, opened his eyes and said softly.

In Nine Continents City, the western suburbs was definitely a very mysterious place. Two SSS-level secret service agencies were stationed here, as were two S-level special service teams. There was also an A-level Eastern Divine Sword Special Forces Brigade, as well as the Imperial Special Warfare Brigade, which had its own system known as the military soul. Finally, there was a secret military industrial group.

Any hilltop or building in this area could be said to be a major military area. In many cases, the guards here had the autonomous right to shoot without consulting their superiors.

The forest in front of him, which looked bleak in winter, was the first defensive position of many nearby military bases. After passing through the forest, he turned right. The first barren mountain about ten kilometers away was the headquarters of the SSS-level Special Services Agency Empire's Special Operations Squadron.

The Imperial Special Operations Squadron was very special in the secret service. SSS was its level and represented the strength of the organization. However, most of the time, it was divided into two S-class special services teams. These were Gale and Thunder. In other words, only when the two teams worked together would they be qualified to access SSS-class missions.

The other SSS-level organization in this region was not far from National Special Agent Squadron. It was the base of the Imperial Special Warfare Brigade. They claimed to be the system and chose the strongest elite to form an SSS-level organization called Totem.

The oldest SSS-ranked secret service team in the empire.

Twenty years ago, it was called the Totem Squadron, but now it is called the Totem Squadron.

Twenty years ago, All the elites of the American Skull and Bones Society came out, The Divine Boat Empire, The Qin clan, which held a prominent position in the empire, disappeared overnight. The commander of the Imperial Special Warfare Brigade, Captain of the Totem Squadron, Major General Chen Fengyu, led the team to attack the Skull and Bones Society. The elites of the Special Warfare Brigade suffered heavy losses, Major General Chen Fengxiao was seriously injured, Together with the Qin Clan's Young Master, Qin Tianjiao, they were deeply encircled. The young but young emperor led the black-clothed Wang Family to the rescue. As a result, he was severely wounded and dying, The black-clothed men's organization was annihilated except for their leader, the dwarf, Qin Tianjiao, the young master of the Qin clan who had suddenly suffered a heavy blow, blushed. With all the remaining strength of the Qin Clan, he desperately attacked, In the end, the heavily injured and unconscious Emperor ran for dozens of miles in the dark alone. Throughout the entire process, he had used more than twenty knives. When the heavily injured two were discovered and sent to the hospital, the flesh and blood on their bodies were already tightly glued together. In the end, they could only be separated bit by bit with a knife.

Afterwards, the higher-ups of the empire who were watching the battle finally gave the Divine Continent Guards the order to attack. All of them moved out and defeated the Skull and Bones Society.

In that battle, the most promising young man of the Chen Clan was disabled to this day. The Emperor and Qin Tianjiao almost died, and the Imperial Special Warfare Brigade was seriously injured. After the Totem Squadron became extremely glorious, they fell silent. The Imperial Special Operations Squadron rose to prominence and became the second SSS-level secret service organization in the region.

Lin Xiaocao looked at the retreating forest beside him. Thinking back to the Special Warfare Brigades that still existed but were no longer as glorious as they had been in the past, A little absent-minded, He had read about the imperial family, He also knew the beginning and end of that battle, That time, the cause had long been submerged in history, but the entire outcome was filled with politics. The plot of the struggle would have been rewritten had it not been for an old monster from the southwest faction who had stalled Wang Tianxiong earlier, if it had not been for then supreme leader of the empire and the leader of the southwest faction, Head Xue.

It was only after that time that, The emperor was politely invited out of the Divine Boat Empire. The Yan Huang Club, which already had the aura of the world's third club, was forced to hand over. After the establishment of the royal family, the allies of the royal family, the royal family, and the royal family all fell silent. Under the pressure of the southwest faction, the royal family, which could become the first faction, gradually became the second faction.

That could be said to be the most miserable five years in the history of the royal family. For five whole years, in the time of a government, the southwest faction had absorbed the strength of several major factions and expanded unprecedentedly, completely surpassing the royal faction, and even began to plan for decades to come.

The Emperor's deliberate silence was even more difficult for the royal clan. At that time, the royal clan commanders led by Prime Minister Li Donglei were all in a defensive state.

Just as the government was about to change, Storing up for five years, The Emperor, who had been silent for five years, finally erupted. Along with the southern factions of the past, In a few months, Imperial politics. Struggles escalate, The bigger the ruckus, The originally high-spirited Fuehrer Xue was not able to be re-elected, Li Donglei directly interrupted the plan of the two successive leaders of the southwest faction. The southwest faction was almost beaten to the point of origin. A respected old man from the south faction was appointed as the supreme head of the empire. Li Donglei's prestige was unprecedentedly high. With the official arrival of the side palace, the royal family had completely stabilized their footing, and the southwest faction was retreating steadily.

This was another five years.

Seven years ago, with the retirement of Lin Qingtian, the modern leader of the southwest faction, and Li Donglei, the prime minister of the empire, Wu Yue and Ye Nianlun and Chen Hua Lou, the ruling party secretaries of Nanyue and Nanyue, the southwest faction gradually stabilized their footing and gained the upper hand.

Throughout the decades of development of the empire, it was almost a struggle and compromise between several major factions.

However, this time, the royal faction and the southwest faction could only choose to fight, and there was no room for compromise.

Because the so-called first faction is so weak right now, They hadn't achieved their desired goal at all. Once the royal clan reached their goal two years later, after Ye Nianlun and Chen Hua Lou ascended the throne, the future of the southwest faction would be unprecedentedly dim. At that time, it was unknown whether they would be able to make their own voice heard in the empire's territory.

Therefore, how to prevent Ye Nianlun from taking over was the first priority they had to consider!

In the final analysis, it was because their methods for two successive heads of state were too fierce, which directly led to the current situation of incompatibility between fire and water.

Many great figures of the southwest faction might not be able to sleep peacefully now, right?

Lin Xiaocao smiled gently, his smile a little cold.

"Martial Uncle, Martial Uncle?"

Yang Yingxue's crisp and sweet voice interrupted Lin Xiaocao's thoughts.

"Huh?"

Lin Xiaocao raised her head to look at the beautiful mixed-race girl in front of her, her eyes blank.

Yang Yingxue rolled her eyes and pointed out the window.

Outside the window, seven or eight heavily armed guards surrounded the white Land Rover with a serious expression. The muzzle of the gun was aimed directly at Yang Guang in the driver's seat, and their fingers were placed on the trigger as if they were ready to shoot at any time.

An officer with the rank of captain glanced at Lin Xiaocao and said in a serious tone, "Please show me your certificate and specify the identities of these two foreign friends!"

This was an important military area. It was too sensitive for a blonde foreigner to appear here.

"He's from the empire and hasn't changed his nationality. I'm Lin Xiaocao, the new instructor of Gale. These two are my team members. Here are my certificates."

Lin Xiaocao lowered the window and took out a black book, handing it over with a calm tone.

Instructor of the gale?

So young?

The captain was obviously stunned for a moment and accepted the certificate doubtfully. He looked at the national emblem on it and hesitated, "Lieutenant Colonel Lin, I need to check with the Guardian Squadron."

"Alright."

Lin Xiaocao nodded.

The captain saluted. He took out his phone and rushed to the side to make a phone call. Then, he hung up the phone and ran back to salute Lin Xiaocao. He returned the certificate to him and smiled, "Lieutenant Colonel Lin, I'm sorry."

"You guys did a good job."

Lin Xiaocao smiled and nodded, "Can we go now?"

"Of course."

The captain waved his hand, signaling the other guards to disperse and shouted, "Let's go!"

The white Land Rover continued on its way. After crossing five consecutive perimeter lines, Yang Yingxue finally couldn't help but turn around and look at Lin Xiaocao. She smiled and said, "Little Martial Uncle, what were you thinking just now? You didn't even react when someone pointed a gun at you."

"I'm thinking about a period of history."

Lin Xiaocao said with a smile.

The car turned from a small path to the main road, the slope steep, all the way up.

The emblem of the squadron in front of him had already entered his eyes, flickering in the sunlight.

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