Australia, Mo City, sunny day.
On the wide and flat green, an old man stood quietly in the breeze.
There was a white golf ball in front of him. He quietly looked at the flagpole more than ten meters away. That was where the ball would end up, the entrance of the 18-bar hole.
The old man stood quietly in the breeze for more than ten minutes. Then, he gently pushed his bar forward. With a soft thud, the bar hit the ball. After a distance of more than ten meters, the white ball rolled over and slowly stopped, one step away from the cave entrance.
The old man straightened his body and sighed."I can't take it anymore. I'm indeed old."
A middle-aged black man who acted as a caddy immediately said,"Respected sir, you are indeed strong despite your old age. The hole-in-one record you held back then is still unbroken.”
The man's accent was the authentic Lunden accent of the corrupted country, but it could be seen that the man's status was quite extraordinary.
The old man handed the cue stick to the black man, then patted the dust off his body and said to the man,"Alan, has the operation been carried out? What was the result?"
The black man frowned slightly and said,"Respected sir, our operation has failed.”
The old man was silent for a few minutes and said,"Our operation has already failed twice in a row. We can't fail again in the next operation.”
After saying that, he walked straight to the electric golf sightseeing car parked by the side of the road.
This person was the highest leader of K2, the mysterious person whose name could not be called directly.
Mister Codename.
The black man beside him was his butler.
Alan, codename Black Mamba.
K2 had failed twice in Asia. The first operation failed, and the black cat was killed. The biochemical weapon VX3 was intercepted by the lightning task force.
The second operation failed. The wild dog was killed, and the biochemical weapon password and formula were seized by the Fire Phoenix Commando Team.
The Black Mamba watched as the mister got into the golf cart and slowly drove away. Then, he took out a mobile phone. The mobile phone was completely black. It was a satellite phone that was rarely seen on the market. He only had a one-way signal to prevent eavesdropping.
This kind of mobile phone would only appear on senior leaders of various countries, but now it appeared in the hands of a place where it should appear and a person who should not appear.
Mo City Royal golf course.
K2's head butler, Black Mamba.
Black Mamba picked up the phone, and then his expression changed. A slight smile appeared on his serious face. His fingers gently brushed the buttons of the phone and directly typed a string of numbers.
"Hello, sir. What instructions do you have?”
"Inform the Asian Fox to answer the phone."
"Yes, sir."
A few minutes later, a magnetic voice sounded from the phone."Hello, sir, Asian Fox reporting for duty.”
Black Mamba said to the Asian Fox on the other end of the phone in a low voice,""Young Master Kuang, long time no see. How have you been recently? Sir is very worried about you. It's time for you to carry out the mission alone. Be mentally prepared.”
A cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone."Really? Uncle Alan, it's been a long time. Is it finally my turn? Black cats and wild dogs won't work. I've said it before.”
"You're right, Young Master Kuang, but Sir is running out of time." I hope you can complete the mission as soon as possible. I'll send someone to pick you up in a few days.”
The Asian Fox laughed over the phone.""Uncle Ailun, you have to believe me. I'm the number one expert in the training camp.”
A rare smile appeared on Uncle Alan's serious face. He withdrew his gaze from the sky and calmly said,"I hope so."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
On the other end of the phone, the cold Siberian plains were windy.
After hanging up the phone, a young man was silent for two minutes. The corners of his mouth curled up, and a wicked smile climbed up his confident lips again. Then, he swayed back to the field outside.
On the field, there were no less than 100 people fighting with their bare hands.
None of them were not naked, but they were still training with their blood boiling in the negative ten degree weather.
This was the legendary world's largest black market training camp.
Siberian Zhukov Training Camp.
Together with India's Bangawang Training Camp, Gelun's Black Cross Training Camp, Khan's Star-Moon Training Camp, and the China-India border Khampa Training Camp, they were known as the top five black market training camps in the world.
This training camp lasted for three years, and you had to pay $40,000 in tuition fees every year. Once you stepped into this training camp surrounded by power grids, mines, and armed guards, you would be greeted by experienced black market instructors, former KGB instructors, and other experts in combat.
From the very first day, you had to face the choice of life and death.
He completed 600 squats of 100 kilograms within two hours, broke 30 wooden stakes within four hours, fought six wolfhounds with his bare hands in a closed room, and fought two coaches with iron bars with his bare hands.
Of course, if you made a mistake, you could also get a chance to stay under the same roof as the grizzly bear for 10 minutes. As long as you could come out alive, you could avoid punishment.
As for the young man known as the Asian Fox, he walked away naked. His naked upper body was covered in blood.
Before he answered the phone, he had just come out of the house where the grizzly bear was kept.
This was the third time he had come out of the dark room this month.
His name was Zhao Kuang, codename Asian Fox. He was ranked first in the comprehensive evaluation of the Siberian Zhukov Training Camp.
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