Nighthawk hurriedly walked in the corridor of the National Security Bureau. Many insiders of the National Security Bureau who knew Nighthawk greeted him respectfully, but at this time, Nighthawk had no mood to pay attention to who was around him. His mood was too complicated.

Before he could completely clean up all the terrorists in the desert, Director Niu's confidential telegram had arrived in front of him. There were only two short words on the telegram, so he replied quickly.

Nighthawk has become accustomed to the mysterious style of doing things within the National Security Bureau, but even so, he has never known some inside information from his National Security Bureau agents. The troops of the y degree have entered our country.

"These y-du-sans are really annoying. They have dealt with them more than once. Why do I think they hate so much this time? They even hit the door!" Ye Ying muttered in her heart, but she was thinking about how bad things had already happened.

Even the remaining terrorists in the desert were ignored. Director Niu's telegram showed his anxiety. It must have been that the situation of the war had to deteriorate very much, so Nighthawk had to rush back.

He hurried to the gate of Director Niu's office, and the guard guarding the door immediately opened the door for him. Nighthawk walked in directly, and several important figures in the National Security Bureau and several senior generals from the Ministry of National Defense stood up at this moment.

Nighthawk nodded to these senior officials. With his current identity, he could be on par with the Secretary of Defense even if he met the Secretary of Defense. He is an agent recognized by the No. 1 leader who has made significant contributions to the country, and everyone should have respect for him.

"You're here." Director Niu had a dark face, his eyes were filled with blood. It was obvious that he hadn't slept for a long time. The ashtray on his desk was filled with cigarettes, and he didn't know how melancholy he was in his heart.

Nighthawk nodded and said straight to the point: "Tell me, how bad is the situation."

Director Niu didn't ask why Nighthawk knew about today's issues. They were all engaged in intelligence work. Of course, they knew about intelligence much faster than ordinary people.

Director Niu said in a deep voice: "Deterioration? It can no longer be described as deterioration. A new war is about to break out."

As soon as Director Niu finished speaking, a general from the Ministry of National Defense immediately stood up and said: "To be precise, the war has begun. And this scale is definitely ten times larger than the border defense battle in the last century, and the sources and weapons used by both sides are hundreds of times that of that time. It is no exaggeration to say that a real war has begun."

There was a silence in the office. Although the people here were either intelligence work or professional soldiers, no one liked war. That means that many people would die in the country, the economy would regress for many years, and even the situation of just rising would be suppressed by Western countries.

In short, when the country was not ready for a war, the war with Y Duren came too suddenly.

"What is the reason for the other party to start a war?" Nighthawk asked.

"Land is not a territorial issue." Director Niu snorted coldly: "They can only start the war for this reason. They lost tens of thousands of people and part of the navy's fleet on the sea outside Fusang, and this tone can only be kept in their hearts. Now, the Americans support them, and some guys hidden in the West are also supporting them. Y Duren finally couldn't hold back."

Nighthawk frowned: "It sounds like, this matter is complicated?"

The previous spoken general of the Ministry of Defense smiled: "There is an extremely complex network of relationships behind every war, but without exception, wars are launched for absolute interests. Whether it is Y's people, supporters behind them, or those instigators, they all start wars for their own interests."

Nighthawk was silent, and he didn't even have the interest to hear such dirty things as politics. The duty of being a soldier is simple. Whoever threatens your country and your family, pick up a gun to destroy them, and send them into a hell that you can never climb out of.

It's that simple, and this is also the principle that Nighthawk has pursued for many years. For the enemy, it is not possible to reason or show weakness. Only by completely defeating him with the strongest means and thunder force is the true nature of a soldier.

"It seems that there is no room for negotiation?" Nighthawk sneered, he was already ready to beat his hands.

"We have sent four mountain divisions and three mountain combat brigades. The air forces of the surrounding military regions are ready to take off at any time. About 200,000 people have arrived at the battlefield, and almost all the new equipment of the country has been put into this battle. Leader No. 1 even said that we have no principles of retreat and negotiation on the issue of national sovereignty. Whoever invades us will fight until they completely surrender."

The righteous words spoken by the general showed excitement in his generosity. The border issues with Y Du Ren have been in conflict for a long time. The bloody soldiers have long wanted to fight. This time, if Y Du Ren comes to him, we can't blame the Chinese for being ruthless.

Nighthawk nodded and turned to look at Director Niu: "What do you want me to do? Call me back from the desert so urgently, wouldn't it be for me to command the large army to fight?"

The general laughed and patted Nighthawk's shoulder with his big hand and said, "Brother, you are an elite in special operations. Commander Fang always praises you as a talent. Even the No. 1 Commander has a lot of trust in you. Letting talents like you command large legions of war is useless."

Nighthawk narrowed his eyes: "You mean, am I still commanding a small group of troops to operate special operations?"

"That's right!" The general looked at Nighthawk with appreciation and continued: "War with Y, we must win quickly. There are also some interest relationships involved. We cannot tell you clearly now, but you will know in the future."

"Behind the y-du people is the support of the Americans and Western countries, but they only support it. Only the Americans will sell weapons to the y-du people at this time. But it will definitely not be so rampant. The Americans also need to wait and see who the final winner is. They are not stupid."

"With the national conditions of Y degree, we will definitely not fight a protracted war. Their weapons are all bought from abroad, and the domestic manufacturing level can be said to be extremely poor. It can be said that their weapons are the same as the same, but we are different. In terms of our national strength, we will fight longer and longer. In addition, the government and the army of Y degree are corrupt and bureaucrats are delayed. We are united and fight against the enemy together, which is something they cannot compare with. The military quality of their army is poor, and only a few troops can fight a battle. The troops we dispatched this time have been through actual combat, and they have completely overwhelmed them in terms of tactical awareness and courage, so we will win."

"But our victory cannot be slow. We must completely defeat these Y-Du people with thunder. This not only reflects the strength of our country, but also shows the supporters behind Y-Du people, so that they know that China is not something that anyone who wants to mess with."

Nighthawk smiled, and he understood what the general said for a long time. He nodded and said, "I know what you want me to do, but I have some conditions. If I can't meet me, I'm afraid you'll ask for another clever one."

The general looked back at Director Niu, and Director Niu expressed helplessness to spread his hands. The other senior officials of the National Security Bureau also showed helplessness. Nighthawk is the number one general in the National Security Bureau, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one general of the national special forces.

Since he is the number one general and a bloody soldier, he has his own pride and honor, which no one can challenge.

The general laughed and patted Nighthawk's shoulder hard and said, "Good boy, it's interesting! OK, tell me, as long as I can do it, I will promise you now. Even if I can't do it, I will go back and ask for instructions."

Nighthawk smiled slightly: "Actually, it's very simple. All the resources I want to use can be directly transferred by me without anyone's consent. I need this authorization."

The general was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "That's all? What do I think it is! Hahahaha, this is the right you Deputy Director Nighthawk should have. What you didn't say is that you want to call me, so I will airdrop it directly."

"Then it's nothing. I think you want me to set off now, right?" Nighthawk looked at the Admiral.

The general smiled even happier: "It's worthy of being a Nighthawk. This thought is really amazing. I won't say much about the extra words. All the tasks and intelligence will be handed over to you when you go."

Nighthawk didn't say much, said a few hurriedly to Director Niu, turned around and went out. He was just a firefighter, and he would go wherever he needed it.

After getting on the bus to the airport, he began to miss Zhou Zhou and his son at home. He had been busy with work and had not been home for more than half a year.

"I really want to make a call." Nighthawk glanced at the phone beside him, and after thinking about it, he still gave up the idea. Even if he was thinking, he couldn't make this call.

After making this call, it can only make his family more worried. He is a responsible man, and he has to bear this worry himself.

The car was speeding on the road, and Nighthawk quickly looked at all the tasks and information on the car about the operation. He had roughly had a concept in his mind. Close his eyes and began to sort out the thoughts in his mind.

Two hours later, Nighthawk got off the car in a military airport and saw the core members of the Thunder Agents standing in front of Hercules plane ready to go.

Like Nighthawks, they rushed back from the desert and gathered here in a hurry. At this moment, they met, and everyone smiled at each other. This is their mission and their lives.

"Captain, haven't you gone home to see it?" Junta walked beside Night Eagle, with bitterness on his face. In fact, he really wanted to go home to see it.
Chapter completed!