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Zhao Pingan nodded.

"Director, your analysis is exactly the same as the thinking of Zhang Jian's subordinates."

"Oh?"

Chen Jianguo's last note rose, which was a bit surprising.

Zhao Pingan explained.

"Zhang Jian's people said the same thing just now. They can't stand it any longer and should retreat further inland."

"It seems that there are understanding people around him."

Chen Jianguo responded with approval.

"But nip it in the bud."

"Ping An, please remember to communicate with Zhang Jian."

"After the evacuation plan is made, you can also send me a copy, and I can ask people nearby to prepare in advance."

"Understood."

Zhao Pingan agreed.

"Have Du Jian and the others arrived?"

Chen Jianguo asked.

Du Jian put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the jar and moved forward.

"Director, except for Camel, the Sharp Blade team is still finishing docking in Damascus. Everyone else is in place."

"Okay."

Chen Jianguo's tone became serious.

"Du Jian, your mission this time is very heavy."

"Zhang Jian's identity is too special, and the intelligence network he holds is crucial to us."

"I ask that no matter what happens, you must prioritize his safety."

"You are all elites. From now on, you will work in shifts 24 hours a day to protect Zhang Jian for me."

"You must never let him leave your sight when eating, sleeping or going to the bathroom."

The room suddenly became quiet.

Du Jian blinked and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know how to speak.

Personal protection?

He did think so, but the problem was...

They didn't win the competition.

Chen Jianguo waited on the other end of the phone for a long time but did not hear a reply.

"Du Jian? Is the signal bad?"

"Listening, Director."

Du Jian coughed dryly, his voice somewhat embarrassed.

"Why are you hesitating? Are you having difficulty?"

Chen Jianguo was keenly aware that something was wrong.

Du Jian was silent again.

He is a straight-tempered person and never makes any detours when reporting on work, but this matter is really hard to talk about.

Looking at Du Jian's depressed look, Zhao Ping'an couldn't help but smiled bitterly.

"Director, please protect this matter personally..."

"I guess it's a bit confusing."

"What do you mean?"

Chen Jianguo's voice deepened.

"Zhang Jian won't cooperate? Or does he not trust us?"

"A little bit of both."

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