Chapter 39: Killing The newly appointed boss of MI6 is an old maid.
Let’s call her Aid for the time being.
She is exactly like the female boss in the classic movie 007.
She slapped the folder in front of her vigorously and said in an unusually impolite tone. : "Gentlemen, I want you all to know that we have just suffered a humiliation.
I think this time can be compared with that during World War II, when our neighbor the French were defeated by Germany with lightning speed."
David and his group of senior cadres showed disapproval.
He widened his gray eyes and said indifferently: "Yes, it's a shame.
It is known as the most elite secret service in the British Empire.
Its headquarters was blown up by a group of terrorists.
Do you know how the world's intelligence community views this incident?
China "A diplomat discussed the Dunkirk evacuation with me all night last night, praising it as one of the greatest events for us British people in the Second World War, and I think you can understand what he meant."
The low-pitched discussion started again.
He knocked on the conference table dissatisfiedly and said loudly: "Quiet, quiet, gentlemen, quiet.
I don't want to talk nonsense.
For everyone's honor, for our once empire on which the sun never sets, I hope Everyone works hard...
Each department must take charge of its own tasks, and new personnel must be added as soon as possible.
I don't care what methods you use, I need to add 500 new agents."
She stood up slowly, put her hands on the table, and said in a solemn tone: "Whoever can catch that son of a bitch, I will promote him to be my first assistant director...
Understand.
Well, gentlemen, I don’t want to be ridiculed in front of my peers again.”
He clapped his hands vigorously: "The meeting is dismissed, gentlemen, I hope you will be worthy of our motherland.
The meeting is dismissed.
Mr.
David, please stay."
A group of senior agents left the venue quickly, trying their best to leave a good impression on the new boss.
This old woman from a secret military department did not bring any assistants, which meant that everyone had a chance to be promoted.
They I don't want to stay in my current position for a long time.
David sat blankly in his chair, watching, and said hesitantly: "Oh, yes, boss, do you have any questions?"
He walked over and closed the door of the conference room in person.
Only then did David react.
He quickly stood up, shook his head, his short silver-gray hair shook slightly, pointed to the chair and said, "Sit down, please sit down.
Mr.
David, I heard that you caught a cold last night."
David spread his hands, dared not look into his eyes, and stammered: "Look, boss, I'm sorry...
Yes, I'm sorry, I have some matters to deal with, so..."
He laughed and said, "You are very courageous.
Hmm, no one dares to take leave at the risk of offending the new boss.
You gave me a very special impression.
I hope you will remember this."
David laughed a little awkwardly: "Actually, it's not that important..."
Interrupting him: "Then it's even more inappropriate, Mr.
David, your body is as strong as a bear, a little bit of wind and cold will not kill you, but if you fail in your duty, then you...
I looked at the case files left behind.
You once led people to arrest several Russians, and then the attack happened."
David marveled at the shrewdness of this old woman and did not dare to deceive her.
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He said honestly: "Yes, boss, those Russians have very professional cracking equipment.
We suspect that they are involved in the recent turmoil in the British financial market."
It's related, but what's strange is that after we arrested them, the attacks on our banking system continued.
We doubt it."
David was a little bit excusing Yi Chen and the others.
Approached him and said seriously: "No, that's wrong, Mr.
David, do you think an organization that can launch an attack on a closed financial system like the UK would only have such a few hackers?
Think about it, we will do it in advance No one knows that our country is going to join the damn pan-European Eurosystem.
In fact, we have just opened several related markets, and the sniping has started right away.
What do you think this means?"
Without waiting for David to answer, he said to himself: "These damn bastards, they are a large group with a deep background and even the government instigating them behind the scenes.
What do you think about those Russians?
Did you find out?"
Did you get some background information about them?
You were in charge of their case at that time, right?"
Looking into his unpredictable eyes, David felt a cold air slowly spread from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and stammered: "Yes, one of the bastards is called Chekov.
Someone knows him.
His boss is The boss of a gangster in London, named Yi Chen, opened a low-style nightclub called Chinatown."
Without waiting to ask again, David told all the information he got from official channels: "Yi Chen is a weird guy.
He doesn't usually make trouble.
We only pay attention to the big guys and don't have many people like him."
"That's all we can find out, sir, and maybe Scotland Yard knows a lot more about him than we do."
He straightened up, walked back and forth a few steps, and frowned tightly: "What about the influence of Chinese gangsters and their gangs in London?"
David shook his head and said, "I don't know.
We don't pay much attention to the division of power in London."
Of course, these are official information, and there is really no need for MI6 to pay attention to these gangsters.
He gently held his chin with his right hand, as if talking to himself, and as if giving an order: "This Yi Chen, a gang leader, can't possibly cause such a big mess, but why did Chekov It happens to be his subordinate...
Maybe it is a good choice to monitor him 24 hours a day.
David, you continue to be in charge of this case.
I only need one person to know the whereabouts of those Russians, Chekov.
Find Chekov."
David stood up and asked her a little surprised: "Boss, do you know their whereabouts?"
For the first time, he showed a helpless expression: "They have become idiots and have forgotten everything.
It is really a wonderful thing.
In the past ten years, more than two hundred Russian computer elites have lost all their memories. . . .
But I found no trace of Chekov.
If I find him, he must know something."
David hurriedly walked towards the door.
As he walked, he turned back and said, "Okay, boss, I will arrange for someone to monitor the Chinese twenty-four hours a day...
Ah, yes, find Chekov."
There was a loud bang, and David's lower body hit a protruding corner of the table.
David grunted, hugged his lower abdomen and hurried out.
Holding his head with one hand, he looked like he couldn't bear to see David's misery.
A few naughty expressions suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face, and he said to himself: "Am I such a terrible person?
Poor big man.
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Wei, this kid’s wife will be dissatisfied tonight.”
David opened the door to the conference room and walked out, then closed the door and rubbed his aching lower abdomen with his left hand.
Several of his cronies came over quickly, and a little man with a bit of bald head asked repeatedly: "Boss, what's so good about the boss?
Why did the boss keep you?
Have you been promoted?"
David took a sip: "Boss Gao Sheng is very dissatisfied with our efficiency.
He monitors Yi Chen, a Chinese man, who is a gang leader who owns a nightclub 24 hours a day.
The boss has some kind of unhealthy interest in him...
Find that guy Villain Chekov, search this earth and find him...
This is all what the boss asked you to do tomorrow night.
Harry, please give me as many people as you can."
The little Harry walked backwards and asked David: "Boss, we need manpower.
Oh my god, we lost so many good men last time, and no one has replenished them yet.
What are you going to do?
Our team can mobilize up to five men now."
Ten people, no more.”
David slammed the folder in his hand into Harry's arms, and whispered with excitement: "Damn it, listen to me, I received a secret tip, there is a big deal, dear Yes, big deal.
I need a lot of manpower.
At least get me one.
One hundred and fifty people, I don't care what means you use, even if you go, I want at least one hundred and fifty, no, one hundred and seventy good players to appear in front of me tomorrow night.
Do you understand?
Or you can go to Africa.
Go chew the sand, South Africa just needs a few liaison officers, I will recommend you.”
David frowned, rubbed his belly and walked away quickly.
Harry held the folder, stopped in place with a sad face, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Hey, buddy, where can I find more than a hundred good people?"
" Another guy gave him advice: "Harry, baby, have you forgotten the special forces?
Although they are special forces, if we give them an emergency signal, they must assist us...
Give it in the routine safety report They sent an urgent coordination letter asking them to send two teams over, and the manpower is enough. " Harry lowered his voice: "Damn it, use false intelligence to mobilize special forces.
Do you want to kill me?
I don't want to go to Africa."
The guy who provided the advice also lowered his voice: "Who knew it was false information sent completely according to the official channel?
Anyway, the boss is so sure, there must be something to play.
As long as we can find something, we will have credit...
In case something happens No, just find a scapegoat and let him take the blame, that’s what other teams do anyway.”
Harry looked around quickly, nodded and said, "Okay, that's it, but you must not leak anything.
If there is another scandal now, our MI6 will be closed down."
Several other agents burst into laughter: "This is something that the new boss should be concerned about.
It doesn't matter who we are, it's not our turn."
The person in the conference room dialed the phone: "Hey, Wei Lun, do you, Scotland Yard, have any information about a Chinese named Yi Chen?
I want all his information, his origin, when he arrived in the UK, his social connections, his All the information about the organization.
No, no, I'm too lazy to deal with it.
He, but I have always had a strange interest in Chinese people.
I want to know something about this cute guy...
Yes, please send the information directly to my office.
Are you kidding me?
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Of course I know we have changed our office building.
Hahaha, thank you.”
Yi Chen gently picked up the small piece of paper, looked at the crab-like font on it, frowned and said: "One hundred million dollars just to kill one person, God, there are so many rich people in this world. . . .
It’s so easy to postpone the task for a year.
I’ll go there when I feel like it. . .
Is it so difficult to deal with the leader of the Yamaguchi group?”
Phil's thick lips uttered a few words: "Japanese."
Yi Chen clapped softly, and when he let go, the note had vanished into thin air.
He laughed loudly and said, "Look, our Japanese friends are turning against each other.
Really, why are they doing this to fight for territory?"
The one who snatches the position of boss is this Yamaguchi who raped the client's woman.
Forget it.
It's the old rule.
Give Weiss one-tenth of the money.
After accepting the task, tell the people over there.
Anyway, give them a reply within two years.
That’s it.”
Kane stroked the muzzle of his gun: "Boss, although the maximum duration of an indefinite mission is three years, if we complete a mission in two years, it won't be very good for our reputation, right?"
Yi Chen said nonchalantly: "Anyway, our current ranking is the first in the world.
It doesn't matter if we lose a few points.
There are always idiots with spare money who send envoys to our door...
I'm not very good at killing Yamaguchi."
Be anxious and watch slowly...
Find me a good seat, I want to watch the show tomorrow night."
"Sir, we have found the location of the visitor from the Holy See."
"Well, very good.
They covered up the incident at St.
Paul's Cathedral.
Hahahahaha.
Although it seems that the people of the Holy See have admitted this failure, just like their God, the people of the Holy See are always hypocritical. . . .
They actually sent so many experts here to attack us secretly."
"Humph, they don't know our specific location at all, what can they do?"
"No, no, no, you can't say that.
Who can guarantee that we will definitely be in darkness?
I never think that there are absolute things in the world.
If they really succeed in sneaking up on us, I will not take the risk of being scolded by the Speaker. . . .
Gather all the people and give them a surprise tomorrow night.
Oh, what the hell is that?"
"Ah, it's an abandoned warehouse area, sir.
It's a large abandoned warehouse area in the southern suburbs of London.
The Holy See dispatched 573 experts this time, all of them inside."
"Wonderful location.
If we can avoid accidentally injuring those lovely civilians, we'd better avoid it as much as possible...
After all, they are all food, and wasting food will be punished by God.
Go ahead and mobilize all the good hands.
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Tomorrow at noon, I To meet everyone.”
At noon the next day, David pointed at the map on the table to four people in black special operations uniforms in the office: "Gentlemen, you see, you are professionals, the most elite soldiers, and this is where the villains interact.
The place where the goods are delivered is an abandoned warehouse area in the southern suburbs.
The time is midnight.
I hope you can make a perfect plan, a foolproof plan. " One guy said dissatisfiedly: "Mr.
David, we can annihilate them all without making a plan.
According to your request, we sent four teams of 200 people, plus your subordinates and people from Scotland Yard.
If we still If we can’t deal with some gangsters, we can retire early.”
David whispered: "Okay, okay, as long as these weapons can be seized, I don't care what you do."
In a large room of an extremely luxuriously decorated nightclub in a prime location in the center of London, seven or eight of London's big bosses were sitting closely together.
"Gentlemen, everyone knows that those damn Japanese monkeys are coming to our territory to steal business.
I think everyone has unanimously agreed.
Kill them and take away the arms."
"I agree, but it would be best to teach that old guy Wiggins a lesson afterwards..."
After a while of silence, a guy said: "Of course, it's best to kill him directly.
That old guy actually helped the Japanese."
"So, what about China Yi?
He seems to be very close to those Japanese."
There was another moment of silence.
One guy said helplessly: "That guy is a lunatic.
There is no need.
We'd better not mess with him.
If a little bit of news leaks out, we might be beaten to death on the bed.
Those Germans are not something we can deal with."
"Okay, okay, anyway, China Yi and the Japanese are not too close...
Let's talk about how many people each can send.
The Japanese have recently come from China.
Many people have come from China.
We can't suffer a loss because of carelessness."
In the final count, these London gangsters gathered more than 900 people and made a rough plan of action.
At night, a round moon loomed in the clouds.
Yi Chen loved to watch the excitement, and Jester liked the blood the most.
The two of them carefully lay down on a small dirt bag about five hundred meters away from the warehouse area.
The tall weeds covered the two of them well.
Even though it was night, the moonlight was enough for the two of them to see clearly anything happening within a kilometer.
When it was almost midnight, a dozen large container trucks drove over in a loose manner.
About three hundred Yamaguchi-gumi members in black suits spread out in all directions, holding pistols or long knives, and cautiously moved around.
Looking at it, they ignored the top of their heads.
Because it was a long-abandoned warehouse, they searched it hastily and found no one, so they focused all their attention outside.
Twelve tall men wearing white robes and handsome faces suddenly appeared on the roof of the tallest building.
One of them frowned: "What are these damn guys doing?
The group that came an hour ago Man... we are not very lucky this time.”
Another man also shook his head slightly and said: "It seems that we have encountered a typical scene of a police movie, where the police ambush the gangsters...
I tell everyone to hide, these people are not a threat to us, wait until they are done, We were quiet."
The twelve men disappeared quickly.
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In the distance, Jester, lying in the grass, twitched his muscles.
Yi Chen looked at Jester and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?
Is there something wrong with those people?
Although it seems that there is something wrong with them."
Jester groaned softly: "I know three of them.
If I'm not mistaken, they are the twelve holy knights of the Holy See...
Damn it, what the hell is going on?"
Yi Chen couldn't help but smile: "Oh my god, my god, it's so lively now, let me see, let me see, darling, haha, five hundred and seventy-three clergymen...
It's so interesting It’s so interesting.
Well, let me see it again.”
Yi Chen revealed his spiritual thoughts and quickly enveloped a two-kilometer radius.
Suddenly, there were 452 British guards, 323 people from the Yamaguchi group, and 573 priests.
The location of personnel is clearly visible.
Yi Chen whispered: "Just watch the excitement.
When did these people from the Holy See come here?
Do people from the Holy See also sneak across?
They are here to deal with the dark group.
It's so wonderful..."
At midnight, a row of ten container trucks staggered over, followed by more than a dozen vans.
A group of guys armed with heavy weapons got out of the car cautiously, and signaled to each other with the Yamaguchi group, cautiously on alert.
David hammered the ground hard and muttered in a low voice: "Damn it, these bastards, do they regard Britain as a paradise for illegal arms trading?"
Yi Chen watched with great interest the people of the Yamaguchi group inspecting the goods and trading, and warned Jester in a low voice: "Don't move around.
Five hundred and seventy-three clergymen, one person and one fist, can kill both of us."
Smashed into rubbish."
Jester nodded, his eyes slowly turned red, and he grabbed the ground with both hands.
A crazy roar suddenly sounded, and countless modified small trucks, off-road jeeps, and even motorcycles from street speedsters rushed over from a distance.
More than 900 members of the London gang roared loudly and spit out various weapons in their hands.
Flames rushed into the warehouse district.
The extremely vigilant Yamaguchi-gumi and the arms dealers reacted immediately, relying on their advantage in the chaotic building complex to quickly launch a counterattack.
Boxes of arms were unloaded from the container truck and opened on the spot. , and then distributed to the Yamaguchi team members who were holding long knives, and countless tongues of fire spit out.
Cars and motorcycles were hit by bullets and burst into flames.
The gangsters in London City occupied more than one character, but the Yamaguchi-gumi side occupied a fierce character of firepower.
People on both sides kept screaming and falling down.
Several police officers from Scotland Yard couldn't hold it any longer and were about to lead people to rush forward.
David held their leader by the hand and shouted in a low voice: "Are you crazy?
Thousands of people are fighting, you rush forward now?"
Several people asked in low voices: "So, Mr.
David, what do you mean..."
David showed a weird smile: "Let them fight, they are all rubbish of society, let them get angry on their own, and when they are almost dead, we will go out to clean up the mess."
The Yamaguchi group and others used grenades, and the exchange of fire became more intense.
Not to be outdone, the people on the London side gathered together several heavy machine guns mounted on jeeps and fired wildly at the warehouse area.
The sudden confrontation between the two sides caught the clergy hiding in the abandoned buildings unprepared.
The scattered bullets and shrapnel caused a dozen unlucky people to fall down on the spot.
The twelve holy knights almost went crazy, muttering and shouting: "God, what's going on?
These damn bastards, are they fighting a war?"
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These clergymen who believed in the power of God felt for the first time that human weapons could pose such a big threat to them.
If the whole body is not filled with holy power, even these twelve noble holy knights cannot withstand the power of a grenade.
A special service officer shook his head, asked David for instructions, and then ordered into the headset: "Attention snipers, fire at will and reduce their number as much as possible...
Fire at will and kill them all."
In the far corner, two snipers heard the order and secretly poked their heads out of the bunker.
They gently set up their close partners, and as if their sights were like those of other comrades, they aimed at those who were fanatically When they shot the guys in the head, a huge ax roared out and chopped off their heads.
With blood splattering, the giant ax flew back into the hands of a big, furry man.
He howled at the moon in the sky.
From nowhere, dense and strange black shadows jumped up quickly and pounced.
Got out.
Streams of cyan light shot down from the sky, covering these black figures, and a strong dark aura enveloped the surroundings.
The clergymen in the warehouse who were struggling to avoid stray bullets were suddenly shaken, and white brilliance surged from their bodies.
The strong holy light broke through the shabby buildings, and they also flew into the sky in the white strong light.
Countless The holy light of the cross broke through the air and hit the black inverse cross brilliance
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