Battlefield Contractor

Vasily sighed, "Unfortunately, the only question now is, what should we do with these mercenaries? It is undoubtedly the best choice to get rid of them before the action... But they can't get out of it. It's a bit troublesome."

"I'll send more people, and I must find these mercenaries." Black Pearl gritted his teeth.

"It's best to be like this. I'm still more afraid of death. I don't want to take the ship over there, but I was killed by these mercenaries." Vasily shrugged, "However, these things are still handed over. Give the white gloves to deal with it. As for you, you can do something that makes me more happy." He pulled Black Pearl Betty down. The black pearl suddenly softened like a ball of cotton in his arms.

"Grand Duke, aren't you afraid of death?" Black Pearl said with a chuckle.

"Yes, but before I died, I was still alive. A living man always needs a woman." Vasily sneered.

The White Glove walked in, and the scene froze for a moment, as if it felt like he was not at the right time.

"Hello, White. I hope you bring me good news." Vasily said.

"There is still no news from them. I don't know what's going on. Our people can't find them at all." The white gloves lowered their heads.

"Then there is no way, you can only take the initiative to lead them out." Vasily sighed, "By the way, your recent work efficiency has disappointed me. I think most of your energy is spent on and The Red Baron’s competition is up. This is not my hope."

"Grand Duke, I..." White Glove's face changed slightly, he knew what the fate of the person who disappointed Grand Duke was.

"Listen to White. I don't dislike you competing with each other. In fact, I encourage competition. Competition can make people feel oppressive and inspiring. But I don't like internal friction because it makes no sense. And for us It's no good for everyone." Vasily squinted at him.

"Yes, Grand Duke, I understand." The white glove lowered his head.

"Well, the day after tomorrow should be the football match between Southampton and Arsenal. Let the news go, I'm going to support Southampton's home team." Vasily smiled.

"I hope the gunman will come as scheduled." He said puns. On the surface it refers to the Arsenal team in the Premier League with the Gunners nickname. In fact, it was alluding to the O2 team that tried to assassinate him.

"What? Grand Duke, are you really sure you want to do this?" White Glove asked in surprise. "In a place like an arena, there are so many people that it's not safe. They are very likely to wait for an opportunity to attack you."

Vasily smiled and said, "Go get some home team jerseys. Guess how many fanatical fans will wear the home team's red striped jersey in a football game? And how many people will wear the home team's face. Color paint? Even if they passed the security check of the arena, they might not recognize me in the crowd.

In addition, the fans waved banners and scarves, burning fireworks, and noisy calls. God, I really feel troubled for that sniper. "

"But... Duke, you don't have to go personally. We can find someone to replace you at random." White Glove whispered.

"It's always fun to live. For example, I don't want to be at home." Vasily said indifferently, "Go and arrange. No matter how powerful the gunman is, we have to seal our opponents."

"This...well, I'll make arrangements." White Glove Siri's expression knew he couldn't change his mind. Sometimes he really didn't understand whether the Grand Duke was a complete lunatic or a genius with insight. So he was dissatisfied with the Red Baron, but he only had awe of the Grand Duke.

People are always in awe of what they don’t understand. The light rain on the sea has stopped, Vasily walked up to the deck and opened his arms, breathing deeply the breath of the night ocean, still with a faint sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

A few hours later, Lin Rui received a message from MI6.

Ms. Grace said nervously, "We have obtained reliable information, and the day after tomorrow our primary goal will appear."

"Where and when did the target appear?" Lin Rui frowned.

"St. Mary's Stadium. He will go to watch the football match between Puton and Arsenal." Grace replied.

"Is this news reliable?" Lin Rui frowned.

"It has been verified. At that time, he will have multiple bodyguards to protect him and appear at St. Mary's Stadium." Grace whispered, "It's time for action. If the action doesn't go well, we can still lock his whereabouts, yes. He continued to hunt down."

"Okay, I see. I need some information about St. Mary's Stadium now. Including the stadium access and the seats reserved by the target. There are many things to consider. The security of the stadium, all these information are sent to our confidential mailbox." Lin Rui said slowly.

"Okay, I will take care of everything you requested, and the rest will be done." Grace hung up.

Lin Rui took a deep breath and turned to make a gesture to Jiang An, "Actuarial, I have work to do."

"What?" Jiang An said, "Is there news from the British?"

"Yes. The day after tomorrow, Vasily will show up." Lin Rui said solemnly, "We must kill him at St. Mary's Stadium."

Jiang An's face seemed to hesitate and said, "Will this news be fraudulent? During this period of time, MI6 has not had any useful news, and suddenly such a big piece of information emerged. I wonder if it was released by the other party. smokescreen."

"I understand your worries, so we must be more cautious, but at present this is our only information, and perhaps only this opportunity. So we must try." Lin Rui said in silence for a while.

"Their mail has arrived." Yelena pushed the computer to Jiang An.

"This is the information about the place of action. Damn it, it's on the stadium. There is also a stadium that can accommodate more than 30,000 spectators." Jiang Jian said in a low voice, "Tomorrow is the weekend, and it will be another crucial game. Then people There will be lots of people. This situation is not very beneficial to us."

"Moreover, Britain is rich in football hooligans. In order to cope with the possible conflicts between fans, all stadiums have strict security checks, a large number of security personnel, and riot police. Our weapons cannot be brought in." Yelena shook her head.

Jiang Jian said, "It's more than that. It was aimed at the terrorist attack in France not long ago. The security measures on the Premier League stadium have been strengthened. This also makes our operations difficult. This is the British military. The operation authorized by the secret service is not understood by the local police. Once we find that we are carrying weapons, it is not a joke."

"These are not major events for us, and we can manage to overcome them. The main thing is the goal, which will really appear." Lin Rui whispered.

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