In the capital, the majestic and tall 15th-level defense central command headquarters, except for the soldiers waiting outside, the people inside are hurrying, and they seem to be very busy.

And in this one of the more rigorous and empty places than other places, the guards are strict. After entering through the automated door, you can see the furnishings inside, a seemingly bulky mahogany desk, but there are four computers, and behind the desk there is a large display screen, and on the left side of the desk is a huge bookshelf against the wall, on which are not books, but folders, each of which has a number on the table. .

In the corner of the bookshelf in the past, there was this large European-style wall clock that was incompatible with this study room. Standing there, the hem shaking with the clockwork made a tick-tock sound, breaking the peace of the whole house.

Han Xin heard Wen Ruyu's order, after the hat and gloves were put away, he quickly took out something similar to a remote control but somewhat like an old-fashioned Nokia mobile phone, dialed a few numbers, and saw the flashing computer screen facing Wen Ruyu's handsome face. After a few moves, a video soon appeared.

Inside was Xia Zhengjun who was sitting very upright, his face was expressionless, he could no longer see the sunny appearance, instead he had a gloomy look.

"What can Major Xia want from me?" Wen Ruyu leaned back comfortably on the chair behind him, his eyes glaringly bright under the light, becoming a lot deeper.

Seeing Wen Ruyu's appearance with his indifferent eyes, Xia Zhengjun stared at him a little uncomfortably. He paused for a while, gritted his teeth, and said firmly, "Commander, I want to be transferred to the capital."