Chapter 334 Tang Lao

"Do you need a fire control system for infantry fighting vehicles?" Lei Zhen couldn't help staring and repeat Li Mo's words.

Li Mo nodded with a smile, "Omar's leader revealed that the Taliban had a batch of old-fashioned armored vehicles in their hands. Although the weapons and ammunition on them were not very advanced, they were enough to use. We still need a more advanced fire control system!"

Up to now, Li Mo has finally revealed his biggest purpose. That is to change to the fire control system of an infantry fighting vehicle. During the military training, Li Mo once had seen through the Type 92 wheeled infantry fighting vehicle in the special police regiment. However, because the power level is not enough, it is impossible to see through the fire control system in the infantry tank. Therefore, the Star Organization has been unable to imitate an infantry fighting vehicle.

When he cooperated with Guoan this time, Li Mo had an idea in his heart. The method of exchanging this kind of intelligence for technology is changed from Huaxia Zheng Axe to this kind of fire control system.

For this reason, Li Mo also specially inquired about the information of the Type 92 infantry fighting vehicle, knowing that although this kind of infantry fighting vehicle is still advanced, it is not a top weapon and equipment that must be kept secret. The fire control system inside is a simpler fire control system. He thinks that the Chinese political axe is very likely to be taken out.

Lei Zhen began to think that Li Mo would talk about the production technology of some kind of weapon. If it was some weapon information that needed to be strictly confidential, he could almost see the outcome of this cooperation. However, he didn't expect it to be a fire control system, or just an armored fire control system. This is more open than the other party's lion, asking for a certain type of aircraft and tank technology, which is easier for the superiors to accept.

After ponding for a while, Lei Zhen felt that this matter should be reported to his superior, that is, Minister Fan. After all, this matter also involves the military. It's not that the national security department can do it alone. It can even be reported to the top leadership.

After taking a deep look at Li Mo, Lei Zhen stood up and said, "I will report this matter, and I will inform you of the specific results. But recently, you probably can't go abroad!"

Li Mo, who stood up, nodded naturally and said, "I'm sure I know that. Besides, I, as a middleman, have to do my duty, don't I?

Lei Zhen was about to leave, and Tang Ya, who had been unbearable for a long time, also followed. She didn't want to stay with Li Mo for a moment. As for Fan Qingqing, although he is reluctant to give up. But I also know that it's not good for her to stay alone. Fortunately, I just received Li Mo's nourishing, and I didn't miss it much for a while.

After sending the three people to the door, Li Mo quietly took a few steps. Grab Fan Qingqing's little hand walking at the end.

"Aren't you going to stay at night?" Li Mo attached to her crystal clear ear and asked in a low voice.

Fan Qingqing's bright eyes flashed a trace of hesitation, but he could see Lei Zhen and Tang Ya's backs getting farther and farther away, and he immediately shook his head.

"How about next time?" Slightly shyly kissed the corners of Li Mo's mouth, and Fan Qingqing left a sentence and ran away like a gust of wind. She was afraid that she would stay for a while and couldn't help but want to stay.

When the backs of the three people went down the stairs, Li Mo was also slightly relieved. After he said what he said just now, he regretted it again. He just remembered that when Zhang Lixia's four women left, he deliberately said that she would bring early tomorrow morning. Tell Li Mo not to go out.

If you are bumped into by four women, it will be another trouble.

Lei Zhen returned to his residence and transmitted the conditions obtained by Li Mo to the capital through a confidential phone call. After thinking about it for a while in the office, Fan Zhangchen pushed the offices away and ordered the secretary to prepare the car.

Instead of reporting directly to Minister Huang, he took a bus to a heavily guarded quadrangle courtyard. After checking Fan Zhangchen's certificate, the guard saluted and let Fan Zhangchen in.

He walked into the quadrangle courtyard with a serious face. Fan Zhangchen did not look around like when he first came here, but strode in with his eyes.

When he saw the middle-aged man standing at the gate, Fan Zhangchen's face showed a faint smile.

"Secretary Wei, didn't Mr. Tang sleep?" Fan Zhangchen asked in a low voice after approaching. There was no minister's airs in his tone, nor did he show humility because of the differences here. On the contrary, there is a feeling of familiarity.

The middle-aged man smiled and replied in a low voice, "No, as you know, Mr. Tang only sleeps late at night every day!"

The two did not have a deep talk, just like the underground party. After a few words, the middle-aged man led the way into the house in front of them.

"Minister Fan, Mr. Tang is in the study!" When the middle-aged man led Fan Zhangchen to the door of a room, he stopped and whispered.

After the middle-aged man quietly left, Fan Zhangchen tidied up his appearance before knocking on the door.

"Come in!" A slightly old but full-spirited voice sounded.

Fan Zhangchen carefully opened the door. Instead of looking at the figure at the only desk lamp in the study immediately, he turned around and gently closed the door.

On the low desk, there is a soft desk lamp. A slightly thin old man was sitting on a rattan chair with a book in his hand and watching through the light.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that the old man reading in such a simple study was the 'General Niu' who once dominated the battlefield and frightened countless enemies.

"Donald's!" Fan Zhangchen half bowed and said hello in a low voice.

The old man on the rattan chair seemed to see the beauty, and his whole mind was devoted to small books. Everything in the outside world seems to be unknown.

Fan Zhangchen did not have any dissatisfaction because of the old man's 'laught'. On the contrary, the expression on his face became more and more respectful. He knows very well that this 'General Niu' used to be a rough man who didn't know a big word. But such a rude person, after getting the achievements that others look up to, he picks up textbooks and concentrates on learning like a primary school student. Even if you retire, it is no exception.

Ten minutes later, the old man on the rattan chair slowly closed the book. Remove the reading glasses from your eyes.

"I'm old. If I were to scout the enemy now, I could still find a few hidden devils, but looking at the book close at hand, I have to wear a pair of glasses!" The old man gently put the book on the desk, as if talking to himself.

"Lao Tang, according to your body, it won't be a problem to live another 50 years!" Fan Zhangchen smiled secretly in his heart, but said solemnly on his face.

The old man's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly stared, and the light suddenly appeared inside. After looking at Fan Zhangchen, he said with a smile, "Live another fifty years? Isn't that an old goblin? Also, I said Zhang Chen, it's okay if you don't come to see me. I won't even shout 'Uncle Tang'. It seems that when you are old, the little rabbits don't pay attention to you!"

Fan Zhangchen immediately smiled when he heard the words, and Nuonuo said, "Uncle Tang, it's all my fault. Next time when Qingqing and Xiaoya come back, I will teach them a lesson. Let them accompany you more!"

Perhaps thinking of the two girls, a touch of love flashed in Tang Tiger's eyes. But immediately, his face was straight.

"Comrade Fan Zhangchen, I'm going to criticize you. Qingqing and Xiaoyako both work for the country. How can they have so much free time to accompany me as a bad old man? Is it more important to accompany me as an old man than to contribute to the country? The old man scolds people and has a lot of power.

Fan Zhangchen immediately stood there and was scolded like a reprimanded student. There is no majestic appearance of the Standing Vice Minister of Guoan, which makes countless people tremble.

"Well, don't be pitiful in front of me. You have known acting since you were a child, and I don't know how Lao Fan taught you at the beginning!" Mr. Tang continued to scold without giving face at all.

Seeing that Mr. Tang was about to get up, Fan Zhangchen immediately leaned over to help the old man. After holding the old man to one side and sitting on a taller rattan chair, Fan Zhangchen went to turn on the light in the study.

"Say it, is there something wrong with coming to me so late, the old man?" The old man glanced at Fan Zhangchen, who was sitting opposite, and asked.

"Uncle Tang, it's not my fault this time. But there is something wrong with Qingqing and Xiaoya!" Fan Zhangchen explained with a smile. He knows the surname of the old man opposite. If it's his own business, Mr. Tang may not care about it. But if it involves Qingqing and Xiaoya. Mr. Tang would not stand by and watch. After all, one is a granddaughter and the other is a granddaughter. It's still the kind I love.

"Huh? What happened to the two maids? The old man's face was straight, and his sharp eyes looked directly at Fan Zhangchen's eyes and asked in a low voice.

Fan Zhangchen felt that at this moment, he was facing not an old man, but a general with tens of thousands of murderous troops standing behind him. An invisible pressure came to my face. It made him feel difficult to breathe. Perhaps here, it can explain why Fan Zhangchen rarely comes here.

But at present, Fan Zhangchen knew that Mr. Tang misunderstood him. I thought something had happened to the two women. He quickly explained, "It's not that the two girls have an accident, but that there is something wrong with the task they are responsible for."

When Fan Zhangchen finished speaking, he felt that the pressure immediately disappeared. The slightly curved waist is also a little straight.

"Oh? Aren't they two not together? How can we take charge of a task together? After the light in Tang Lao's eyes converged, he asked in surprise. After he retired, he rarely asked about political affairs, even the career of future generations. As long as you don't break the law and discipline, you will rarely treat your descendants harshly. Almost let it develop freely.

; "Uncle Tang, it's like this. Because of work needs. Qingqing and Xiaoya joined a working group a few months ago. Responsible for contacting a young man. Recently, the young man cooperated with Guoan to get a piece of information from Afghanistan about the 'Eastern Iran Transport' terrorist organization's nest abroad. It is proposed to exchange intelligence for an armored fire control system. Qingqing and Xiaoya didn't dare to make the decision, so they reported it!" Fan Zhangchen simply explained the story.

"This young man is the orange target of Guoan!" Finally, Fan Zhangchen added another sentence.

Tang Lao listened to Fan Zhangchen's report with no expression on his face, and there was nothing strange except occasionally nodding. It was not until Fan Zhangchen's last words that he showed a trace of surprise. Of course, he knows what the orange goal of the national security department represents.

The orange target indicates that the target has the ability to do serious harm, but the target's motivation is unknown. It is impossible to judge whether the target has made a certain move. Therefore, if the orange target is found, it needs to be monitored by the national security department 24 hours a day. Once the target is found to be motivated to do serious harm, it must be arrested or killed.

"You actually asked the two maids to monitor and contact an orange target?" Mr. Tang asked with a little dissatisfaction.

(to be continued)