Chapter 252 Sun Tzu’s Art of War!

After the photo appeared.

Almost everyone on the entire underground forum began to search frantically for that desk, that office, and where the background of the photo was.

result.

Soon, it was revealed.

"That's the Gospel Club!"

A member of a Middle Eastern underground force organization directly came forward and broke the news: "I have been to the Gospel Society, and the decorations in this photo are exactly the same as the president's office of the Gospel Society."

certainly.

At first no one believed it.

After all, the whistleblower has no evidence.

But then, someone actually posted photos of the exterior and interior of the gospel club to underground power forums, and even provided accompanying explanations.

"This is the outside of the Gospel Society, this is the inside of the Gospel Society, and this is the office of the president of the Gospel Society."

"The Gospel Society is a company established by Albany, one of the leaders of the Gospel Ministry stationed in the local branch. The president's office is his private office."

With these revelations.

Everyone gradually began to believe it.

Looking again, the plutonium raw material map on the desk still showed a corner of the picture. After everyone compared it, it was indeed the plutonium raw material map.

Subsequently, some picture experts began to scan the photo, and found that the photo was completely real, with no trace of Photoshop.

At this time, underground forces all over the world were shocked.

certainly.

The most shocking thing was the forces that had previously prepared to join forces with the Gospel Ministry to attack the Truth Ministry.

After seeing the news broke on the forum, these forces immediately felt that they had been tricked, and all of them switched sides instantly with great anger.

In their view, they were almost taken advantage of by the gospel ministry!

With full anger.

These forces united instantly,

They all asked the gospel ministry to hand over the plutonium raw material map.

middle East.

Hail city.

This is a large city and the headquarters of the gospel.

Different from the Mantra Ministry, the appearance of the Gospel Headquarters is built like an ancient city, with extremely high walls. There are people patrolling the high walls. Even the giant gate to enter is made of iron. At first glance, It gives people a particularly heavy feeling when you go there.

And at this time.

Within the Mantra headquarters, in a particularly large and empty hall, like an American church, golden lights illuminated the three people.

A middle-aged man wearing ancient European armor sat on the chair.

On the left and right sides, two old men were sitting.

One has gray hair, the other has a stooped back, and is holding a snake staff in his hand!

"What should we do now?"

The middle-aged man in armor squinted his eyes with a heavy face, turned to look at the gray-haired old man and asked: "God's envoy?"

The old man frowned and didn't reply.

"military adviser?"

The middle-aged man turned around and asked the hunched old man.

The old man was the same, he just frowned tightly and didn't reply.

At this time.

"Pap tap tap..."

Continuing footsteps came, asking: "Report."

The three of them looked up.

I saw.

A young man rushed in quickly and fell to his knees.

"explain."

The middle-aged man said quietly.

"Letter from the branch."

The kneeling man opened his mouth and said: "Albany is dead!"

"What?"

On the chairperson's seat, the middle-aged man stood up awkwardly. He didn't lock his arms tightly, as if he wanted to get angry, but when his anger reached his lips, he paused, calmed down, and then waved his hand to let the people kneeling in the hall go down.

Wait until people leave.

"Military advisor, what should we do now?"

The middle-aged man on the chair turned around to ask again.

"I think."

The rickety old man paused, with a glint in his eyes, and said: "This should be the idea of ​​the mantra department's military advisor. No matter how we act or behave now, we have actually fallen into the opponent's trap, so what we have to do now First deny the incident, and then tell everyone that our people were killed, and then say that the traces at the scene were left by the divine envoys of the True Word Ministry, and then directly showdown with the True Word Ministry and ask them to hand over the plutonium raw material map. And the murderer!”

Speaking of which.

The rickety old man stood up, holding his snake staff, and walked step by step towards the bookshelf on the side of the hall. As he walked, he said: "Do this first, and then we will see the reaction from the Mantra Department."

Finished.

Just walked to the bookshelf.

The old man reached out, took out a book from the place closest to him, opened it and started reading.

Look carefully.

The name of that book is "Sun Tzu's Art of War"!

…

Less than five minutes.

The evangelical ministry’s response measures officially began.

The news quickly spread to underground forums. After various exaggerations, it made people feel that the gospel ministry was in a miserable state, and everyone almost believed their words.

However, at this time, someone from the Mantra Ministry jumped out again and continued to refute.

For a while.

The two major forces became a mess on the underground forum.

Under this situation, no one knew whether the plutonium raw material map was in the Truth Department or the Gospel Department. They watched the two top powers in the Middle East quarreling all day and night, but still no results came out of the dispute.

In the end, all the forces interested in the plutonium raw material map chose to isolate the Gospel Ministry and the Truth Ministry at the same time.

…

In the forest on the border of the Middle East.

Fang Qiu looked at the drawings all night, and even used his mobile phone to search for ancient Middle Eastern texts on the Internet for comparison, but could not find any results.

have no choice.

Fang Qiu could only put away the plutonium raw material map and use his mobile phone to log into the underground forum again.

As soon as I went up, I saw that the Truth Department and the Gospel Department were quarreling, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Truth Mantra Ministry, as expected, does not admit that it has ever possessed the plutonium raw material map."

"This frame-up makes it really difficult for the gospel ministry to clean up."

After making a judgment with a smile, Fang Qiu murmured: "Since we can't crack it, let's take this opportunity to send the picture back home first!"

Think of this.

Fang Qiu immediately dialed Li Ji's phone number.

"Hello?"

In extraordinary times, Li Ji answered the phone very quickly.

"One piece of good news, one piece of bad news."

Fang Qiu opened his mouth and said.

"Listen to the bad ones first."

Li Ji said.

"The good news is, I got the plutonium raw material map."

Fang Qiu ignored Li Ji's choice and said directly: "The bad news is that I can't crack it."

"What?"

On the other end of the phone, Li Ji's extremely shocked voice came, asking: "How come it's so fast? Now the major underground forces around the world don't even know where their plans are. How come it's in your hands?"

"No time to elaborate."

Fang Qiu shook his head.

"good."

Li Ji also understood the importance of the matter and immediately said: "Send me your current location and I will send someone to contact you immediately. The country needs you to personally escort the plutonium raw material map back."

"I'm right on the border of the Middle East."

Fang Qiu said.

"good."

Li Ji nodded immediately and said: "I will send someone to contact you immediately and arrange an identity for you. You must protect the plutonium raw material map and bring it back to the country safely."

"rest assured."

Fang Qiu nodded affirmatively.

Although they arrived at the border of the Middle East, there were still two countries separated from China, so Fang Qiu could not fly back directly by himself.

The phone hangs up.

Soon, the person arranged by Li Ji contacted Fang Qiu. This time, because he was in the wild, there was no need to be so cautious. When he saw Fang Qiu, the contact person directly gave Fang Qiu a package. He left without saying anything.

Open the package.

Fang Qiu got a brand new human-skin mask and a brand new Chinese passport.

Putting on a mask and holding his passport, Fang Qiu went directly to the largest city in the area, bought a car, and quietly drove back to his country.

Along the way.

Fang Qiu deliberately took a look at what the Middle East looked like now. As a result, walking on the country road, he truly realized that the Middle East was simply a hell on earth!

"It's better to stay at home."

Fang Qiu sighed secretly.

There are too many wars in this place.

As a result, there is no such thing as a country in the entire region, only local armed forces and forces!

When I was about to leave the city.

Fang Qiu saw an extremely strong and powerful militant on the streets of this city that had become chaotic and depressed due to the war.

He had a gun in his hand.

Standard AK47!

The gun was not fighting for his life, but was pressed against a woman's forehead under the control of his palm.

Fangqiu parked the car.

The militant didn't seem to hear the sound of the brakes. He still smiled evilly and pinched the woman's face with his other hand. Then he put his hand down and slapped the woman who was forced against the wall hard. on the side of his buttocks, then reached his hand to the head of his pants and started to take off his pants.

at this time.

The woman with a gun to her head saw Fang Qiu in the car and immediately screamed for help in panic.

Fang Qiu couldn't stand it any longer, so he opened the car door and walked out.

The militants turned around.

The moment he saw Fang Qiu, his face immediately darkened. He turned the gun and pointed it at Fang Qiu and said, "Boy, get out of here if you don't want to die, or I'll blow your head off!"

"snort."

Fang Qiu shook his head and walked up directly.

Seeing that Fang Qiu was not threatened by him and showed disdain for him, the militant immediately became angry and immediately pressed his fingers hard, ready to shoot!

But at this moment.

Fang Qiu kicked with his right foot.

"call out!"

A stone on the ground flew up, like a bullet, and instantly penetrated the opponent's head. Before he could shoot, the militant fell down and lost his life.

Do it all.

Fang Qiu glanced at the woman indifferently. To avoid being exposed, he said nothing.

The woman also knew that she had been saved and ran away immediately.

See this scene.

"well……"

Fang Qiu sighed with a heavy heart.

He was able to take action and help because he encountered this matter, but how many other things like this are happening under this sky?

Can he manage it?

No!

He can't control it.

Get back in the car.

Fang Qiu drove eastward. He did not choose to fly. After all, flying was not necessarily safe.

For such an important matter, Fang Qiu still believed in his own feet.

that's all.

After walking for a long time, Fang Qiu came to a military checkpoint.

Seeing Fang Qiu walking alone, the people at the checkpoint didn't hide it at all. They walked up to him and said, "Give me all the money you have, no matter which country it is from!"