Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 399: Asano Wenliang's trace, Huang Guangtai is restless



Chapter 399: Asano Wenliang's trace, Huang Guangtai is restless

On July 14, the 13th year of the Republic of China, the Central Intelligence Agency headquarters in the central old city of Beilong City stood quietly on the street corner. It was a low-key and inconspicuous three-story building. From the outside, it blended in with the surrounding government system buildings. The gray-white walls were slightly old, and the doors and windows were simple and plain. If you were not familiar with it, you would probably find it difficult to notice the extraordinary things.

However, once you enter this small building, its interior design and structure will open your eyes. The two underground floors are like a huge maze, intricate and complicated. The walls are densely covered with various electronic equipment and communication lines. The flashing lights and constantly jumping data create a tense and busy atmosphere in the quiet air. Here is a sea of ​​intelligence. Every report and every piece of information is transmitted from all over the country and even the world, and after being summarized, it appears in front of Yan Shuangying.

The third floor above ground is relatively spacious, with various desks and chairs placed in the spacious room, and large maps and photos hanging on the wall, recording various intelligence dynamics at home and abroad. Here, intelligence officers are busy collecting, sorting and analyzing intelligence from all directions, their eyes are focused and firm, and their pens are recording rapidly.

The core of the entire intelligence bureau is the office of Director Yan Shuangying. This is an office with simple but solemn decoration. On the wall hangs Yan Shuangying's handwritten inscription: "Win with wisdom, trust first". Yan Shuangying himself sits at his desk, frowning and looking like a torch. He is reviewing an urgent intelligence, and his pen is sketching on the paper from time to time. Although surrounded by a tense and solemn atmosphere, he still remains calm and steady.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun shone through the windows onto the corridor of the CIA headquarters, casting mottled light and shadows. At this time, a specialist in charge of liaison with the Hong Kong Island Intelligence Department knocked on the door of Yan Shuangying's office. The door panel made a crisp "dong dong" sound, breaking the silence of the corridor.

The commissioner's name is Lin Hao. He is wearing a dark uniform, with a communication device hanging around his waist. He exudes a capable temperament. Hearing this, he looked up at the door.

Yan Shuangying put down the pen in his hand and gestured for Lin Hao to come in.

Lin Hao pushed the door open and walked steadily to Yan Shuangying's desk. After he stood still, he handed a thick intelligence report to Yan Shuangying and then began his report.

"Director, we received news from our intelligence department in Hong Kong that Asano Onryo, who had been under their surveillance, suddenly set off two days ago and took a sea ferry to Beihai Port in the Southern Government. However, our intelligence personnel in Beihai City did not find any trace of Asano Onryo among the passengers who disembarked. Preliminary analysis shows that Asano Onryo's sudden appearance in the Southern Government's territory must have some unknown meaning. I suspect that there may be some connection between Fuso and the Southern Government."

Lin Hao's words echoed in the quiet office like a stream of clear water, and every word was like a stone falling into the lake, stirring up ripples. Yan Shuangying frowned slightly, and his eyes revealed deep thought. The name Asano Wenliang was not unfamiliar to him. As the head of the Fuso Kwantung Army's intelligence agency, his every move touched the sensitive nerves of the northern border.

Lin Hao's tone revealed his concern about the situation, and he stared at Yan Shuangying, hoping to catch a clue or a signal of decision from his expression. Yan Shuangying remained calm and steady, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through the fog behind it.

"Since our president took office, the northern border has been peaceful and prosperous, and the central government is developing at an extremely alarming speed. There will definitely be a war between the two major regimes in the north and the south." Yan Shuangying's words revealed his pride in the development of the northern border and his firm belief in the future. The corners of his mouth curled up in a sneer, which showed both disdain for the small moves that the southern government might make and a calm response to the coming storm.

Yan Shuangying's words made Lin Hao's heart tremble. He understood what this meant. If the Southern Government really had a connection with Fuso, then the Northern Frontier would face unprecedented challenges.

Although the conversation between the two was brief, every word revealed tension and solemnity. They both knew that every step forward would affect the fate of the entire Northern Frontier. As the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, Yan Shuangying was tasked with protecting national security. Every decision he made would affect the direction of action of the entire intelligence agency and determine the future of Northern Frontier.

"In fact, in Huang Guangtai's eyes, Northern Xinjiang has always been a mess that can never achieve anything great. What he didn't expect was that after our president took office, he used thunderous means to directly solve the current situation of the warlord forces in Northern Xinjiang acting independently and being too powerful to be eliminated. I'm afraid Huang Guangtai has been unable to sleep at night for a long time."

"Besides, I think Huang Guangtai may not dare to risk the world's disapproval and choose to cooperate with Fusang. Now in the country, whether in the northern border or the southern country, the people's disgust with the entire Fusang has reached its peak. If Huang Guangtai dares to do this, once it is exposed, he will completely lose the support of the people."

Lin Hao shook his head and said, "Director, as the saying goes, even a rabbit will bite when it is anxious. Even though the Southern Government has been quiet recently and has not jumped out to make trouble, in fact, the rapid development of our Northern Frontier and the increasingly powerful military force are like a huge hammer, hitting Huang Guangtai's heart all the time, giving him unparalleled pressure. We have to be on guard."

"Let's mobilize all the intelligence offices within the Southern Government and keep a close eye on the Southern Government's every move, especially their top brass. They must check if they have had any recent contact with any strangers. We must dig out Asano Onryo for me. I will personally resolve this hidden danger. It's time to get rid of this annoying fly that jumps out at any time."

"I understand, Chief."

After Lin Hao left, Yan Shuangying's eyes revealed an extremely terrifying murderous intent, and the pen in his hand was actually broken into two pieces by Yan Shuangying's amazing hand strength. Asano Wenliang, who has always been as cunning as a fox, is now the number one target that Yan Shuangying urgently wants to get rid of.

As long as he is caught, all of Fuso's secret intelligence bases hidden in China will be uprooted. This also means that Fuso will lose all sources of intelligence about China. This is an extremely heavy blow to Fuso, which has always regarded China as a piece of fat meat.


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