Waiting for the opportunity to even run for president; but on the other hand, if Lin Xiaotian escapes, he, the new director of the Intelligence Bureau, will probably do his best.
With strange thoughts, the Director of the Intelligence Bureau looked around at the leaders of the various branches of the Central Intelligence Agency of the United States in the room.
"Everyone, tell me how we are going to handle this matter," the director of the Intelligence Bureau said with a stern face.
The leaders of each branch below were silent.
They are not fools, they know how powerful Lin Xiaotian is.
If you speak at this time, it is difficult to say whether you will achieve merit or not.
It is inevitable that you will get into trouble when the time comes.
Seeing that all of his subordinates were shirking their responsibilities and not daring to speak, the Director of the Intelligence Bureau frowned and said directly: "Lian En, you discovered this information, what do you think?"
Lien is the pseudonym Pan Lian used in the CIA.
She stood up with a serious expression and said neatly: "Report to the director, God Lin Xiaotian is our great enemy of the United States.
I suggest that we send the best agents to assassinate him.
He must not be allowed to escape from the United States."
After hearing Pan Lian's words, a fat man who attended the meeting quickly stood up and said: "Director, it's not that our action team doesn't want to make meritorious deeds, it's really that God Lin Xiaotian is too scary.
Even the best agent under my command is no match for him."
This fat man is the head of the CIA action team in the United States.
When the previous operation failed, he was severely criticized by his superiors.
If he hadn't had some background, he would have been kicked out long ago.
This time he didn't want to get involved with Lin Xiaotian again.
Bang The director of the Intelligence Bureau slammed the table and shouted: "John, what do you want?
The best agents in the entire Intelligence Bureau are in your hands.
If you don't send someone to take action, are you going to let me assassinate Lin Xiaotian?"
Fat John's face turned pale and hesitantly said: "It's okay to participate in the operation, but if the operation fails, don't put the responsibility on our operation team."
The fat man's words were obviously a shirk of responsibility, which made the director of the Intelligence Bureau hesitate for a moment.
Just when the meeting reached a stalemate, a cold-looking woman in her forties who looked like an old maid suddenly said: "Since our Intelligence Bureau is not sure about killing Lin Xiaotian, why not seek cross-organization cooperation?"
Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the old woman's words.
Fat John even shouted directly: "It's a good idea for Catherine.
I suggest that the superiors directly call the strongest SEAL team to kill Lin Xiaotian with heavy firepower."
Pan Lian's heart skipped a beat when she heard John's words.
If the strongest SEAL team is really sent to take action, then Lin Xiaozhen is really in danger.
She wanted to stop it, but she couldn't stand the strong shirking of responsibility by the top executives of the Intelligence Agency.
There was almost no resistance, and the proposal of the old woman Catherine was passed unanimously.
The CIA director immediately contacted higher-ups and reported their recommendations to the president.
The president also knew how terrifying Lin Xiaotian was, so he did not embarrass the Intelligence Bureau and directly signed an order to dispatch the most elite Navy SEALs in the United States.
For the sake of confidentiality, everyone involved in the meeting was forced to stay in the conference room and blocked all contact with the outside world.
At two o'clock in the morning, the assassination operation named Operation God of Hunting officially began.
chug chug chug The sound of propeller rotation echoed in the conference room, and three Apache helicopter gunships flew towards the hotel where Lin Xiaotian lived.
At the same time, two land combat vehicles quickly approached the hotel along the street.
The cameras on the SEALs' helmets began to show what they were observing.
In order not to alert others, they did not even evacuate the residents of Lin Xiaotian's hotel.
"The eagle's nest, the eagle's nest, the vulture has arrived at its intended location, the vulture has arrived at its intended location."
The report of the SEALs came from the conference room.
Team Three, nine elite soldiers, were slowly approaching the hotel in a combat formation.
The Director of Intelligence spoke into the microphone: "Release the young eagle, release the young eagle" "Receive, receive, release the young eagle, release the young eagle."
The Navy SEAL soldier on the screen waved his hand, and a woman wearing a waiter's uniform walked toward the floor where Lin Xiaotian was.
Approaching Lin Xiaotian's room, after some observation, the woman whispered into the earphone: "It's safe around you, repeat, it's safe around you."
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On the screen, a SEAL made a fist gesture to his teammates.
The teammate took out an infrared scanner and pointed it at Lin Xiaotian's room.
I saw two red figures lying on the scanner, seemingly sleeping soundly.
The director of the Intelligence Bureau clenched his fists nervously and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Compare identities, compare identities."
The SEAL pressed a button to compare the two scanned infrared thermal images with another red image in the machine.
"Identified, identified," the SEALs reported in a low voice.
"Long live" There was a cheer from everyone in attendance in the CIA conference room in Langley.
The director of the Intelligence Bureau said with appreciation: "Lian En, you did a good job this time."
The corners of Pan Lian's mouth twitched, trying to force out a smile, but her palms were already wet with sweat.
Even though Pan Lian herself was a genetically modified ancient martial arts master, she had no chance of surviving the SEAL attack.
These SEALs are perfect war machines.
Any individual force is weak in the face of a modern army.
She was afraid, afraid that Lin Xiaotian would be killed because of this impulsive plan.
The director of the Intelligence Bureau stabilized his mind and commanded in a golden tone: "Hunter God, turn on the Hunting God, turn on the God of Hunting."
Following the order from the Director of the Intelligence Bureau, the SEAL team members swung the door slammer in their hands and hit the wooden door of Lin Xiaotian's room.
boom There was a loud bang and the wooden door was blown to pieces.
"firethehoe" As the SEAL team members roared, two flash bombs were thrown into the room.
Bang bang The flash bomb roared twice, and a harsh buzzer sounded. chug chug chug The roar of the SEALs' standard HK59 submachine gun rang out, and the room was filled with flying bullets.
Langley, in the CIA conference room.
There was silence as everyone held their breath, waiting for the outcome of the ambush.
At this moment, Fat John suddenly let out a scream.
A black shadow appeared on the screen of the SEAL team, and the spur in his hand stabbed the neck of one of the SEAL team members like a poisonous snake. puff Blood splattered and the SEAL fell to the ground without saying a word.
"fire" The remaining eight SEALs turned their guns and shot at the black shadow.
The black shadow was like a ghost in the middle of the night.
It jumped a few times in the not-so-spacious room and then disappeared.
Huhu The only sound in the Langley CIA conference room was the rapid breathing of the SEALs.
Before these CIA executives could recover from the bloodshed, the situation on the screen changed again.
I saw a black shadow falling from the sky, falling from the ceiling in the room onto the shoulder of a SEAL. swish The black shadow waved the spurs in his hand continuously, and the eyes of the other two SEALs in this team were pierced by the spurs.
The SEAL soldier whose head was ridden roared angrily and wanted to turn the gun and shoot upward.
But he saw the black figure twisting his legs and breaking his neck with a click.
chug chug chug The remaining SEALs fired wildly at the black shadow with their submachine guns.
The black shadow used the SEAL's body as a cover, dragging him to dodge.
At this moment, screams suddenly came from the screen, and then the camera began to shake chaotically.
A dark figure can be seen appearing behind the other SEALs, frantically harvesting their lives.
"evi" The last SEAL let out a shrill scream and was stabbed through the head by a military thorn. salsa There was only one snowflake left on the screen, and everyone in the conference room fell into silence.
The most elite Navy SEALs in the United States are like lambs to be slaughtered in front of the god Lin Xiaotian, with no power to fight back.
Stab The radio wave flashed on the screen, and then the unique roar of a heavy machine gun sounded. bang bang bang bang From the helmet camera of the dead SEAL, you can see an Apache helicopter gunship shooting wildly at the room where Lin Xiaotian was.
Completely ignoring the surrounding American people who may be accidentally injured.
The gunfire of the 03e130 single-barreled chain gun roared, gravel flew, and thick smoke rose everywhere.
The luxurious presidential suite instantly turned into a living hell.
Countless heavy machine gun bullets tore electrical appliances, beds, and even walls into pieces.
"Kill them kill them" Langley, no one knew who started roaring in the conference room, and gradually everyone started roaring.
However, just as they shouted in unison, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from behind the refrigerator.
The black shadow was like an elf in the night, as fast as lightning, drifting across the entire suite in an instant, heading straight for the armed helicopter outside the window.
"Oh God, what does he want to do?"
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Someone crossed himself and shouted.
The next moment, everyone knew the whereabouts of the black shadow.
I saw him leap out from an eighteen-story building and jump towards the Apache helicopter gunship in the air.
madman This thought flashed through everyone's mind.
The SEALs on the Apache helicopter obviously saw the black shadow's crazy behavior, and quickly turned their guns and shot at the black shadow.
The moment the SEALs turned their guns, fire erupted from the black shadow's hand, and the roar of the HK59 submachine gun rang out.
The hk59 submachine gun, which seemed like scrap metal in the hands of the SEALs, became the scythe used by the god of death to harvest lives in the hands of the black shadow.
The SEALs on the Apache helicopter gunship howled miserably and were shot, falling from the cabin to the ground.
Bang There was a loud noise, and the black shadow fell into the cabin of the Apache helicopter gunship.
With the help of the lights in the helicopter, everyone finally saw the true eyesight of the black shadow.
"Uh, this is not God Lin Xiaotian, who is he?"
"Oh, God, such a terrible person is not the God Lin Xiaotian.
Does it mean that God is on the side of the Defender Mercenary Group?"
"Who the hell is this horrible person?"
Langley, chaos erupted in the CIA conference room as executives began making phone calls, trying to find out the man's identity. tags： :