Battlefield Contractor

"One last point, don't treat this as lawless Africa." Grace looked at them coldly.

"The environment is changing, and we have never changed." Tang Kun said slowly. "Whether it is in Africa or England. Within forty-eight hours, Raman will fall into our hands. We will get everything we want from him. No one can stop it."

"I hope so." Grace turned and left.

"Slow down." Lin Rui suddenly called her.

"What?" Grace turned around.

Lin Rui walked up to her and smiled and said, "You said, you bought this meal."

Grace was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I almost forgot, you guys feel free, I'll pay the bill."

Lin Rui walked back and took out a small GPS locator from his pocket. A red dot on it kept flashing on the map.

"You just put a tracker on Grace?" Yelena whispered.

"It deserves to be the eyes of a natural sniper." Lin Rui shrugged.

"What are you going to do? This tracker is of no use. The headquarters building of the Intelligence Bureau can block any signal, and she will be detected when she enters and exits. It is easy to find out that she has a tracker." Yelena frowned.

"Of course, otherwise they would not be the oldest intelligence agency in the UK." Lin Rui smiled.

"Then what do you mean?" Yelena asked somewhat puzzled.

Tang Kun continued, "The meaning is obvious. When Grey Ribbon enters the building with the tracker, she will definitely go through the security check. Once she is found to have satellite positioning equipment on her body, the alarm device will be activated immediately, and they are like this. The intelligence system has a set of strict response plans for such incidents.

After the alarm is issued, the entire building will be on alert.

Those British agents will be like enemies. We need such an opportunity. "Tang Kun whispered.

"Do you want to sneak into the headquarters of the British Love Six Office in broad daylight? Tell me you are not joking." Yelena said in surprise.

"Of course I'm not kidding. And to be honest, we can't sneak in at their level of defense." Tang Kun looked at Lin Rui and said, "Do you have an idea?"

"Yes. Since we can't sneak in sneakily, then we will play hard." Lin Rui said calmly. "Just now Grace has been reminding us that this is Britain, not Africa. They have British rules. But she still overlooked one point. We are not rules-abiding people."

"Not at all." Tang Kun shook his head.

"Then we will do it recklessly. Brother Kun, what do you think of being a British gentleman and suddenly encountering the laws of the African jungle?" Lin Rui smiled slightly.

"I don't know, but I can't help but look forward to it." Tang Kun smiled.

"Let's go, we should start work." Lin Rui stood up and said, "It is necessary to thank Ms. Grace for the Indian meal, but to be honest, it's really **** unpalatable."

Of course Grace could not hear Lin Rui's complaint because she had gone far enough. She didn't like these mercenaries at all, and even after they resolved the destroyer hijacking incident, she still did not change this view. They are just a group of desperadoes, without organization, discipline, and lawlessness.

This time, she only wanted these mercenaries to make enough noise to knock the mountain and shake the tiger once and lure out the ghosts of the secret society. As for their life and death, there is no need to consider. If they succeed, they can use unconventional means to deal with Raman, prying the mouth open. If they fail, they can also deter the ghost in the secret society and make him feel that his safety is in danger, or he may flee or surrender.

Therefore, the ultimate winner is still her. Grace smiled relaxedly. Since the hijacking of the Zumwalt-class destroyer, she has never felt so relaxed. It seems that all the rhythms of things have begun to be in control again.

Grace walked under the building, and the guard apparently knew her, smiled and greeted her.

Grace also nodded, but when she walked into the door of the building, suddenly the alarm rang loudly. The various passages of the building were quickly closed, and the guard immediately picked up the pistol nervously and pointed it at Grace.

"Hey, what are you doing, it's me!" Grace said loudly.

"Sorry sir, put your hand where I can see it." The guard said with his gun nervously. The secret agents hiding in the surrounding area were also dispatched. They were all armed and wearing a black hood, surrounding Grace.

"What the **** is going on?" Grace said loudly, "I am the deputy director."

"Sorry, sir, but this is the standard procedure. You have suspicious electronic items on your body. Now please raise your hand and walk over. We need to check your belongings." An armed man with a hood held up the mp7 in his hand. Submachine gun, blue eyes are full of seriousness.

"It's impossible!" Grace said loudly, "There must be something wrong with this **** instrument." But she had no choice but to walk down the stairs under the direction of the gunpoints around her. , "Well, calm down, I will be checked."

Outside the building, almost everyone's attention was focused on Grace. The interior of the building was completely closed due to the triggering of an alarm, and it was only possible to watch what happened at the door through the monitoring screen.

No one noticed that just now, several armed guards who rushed out of the dark had disappeared. Almost a few minutes later, three armed guards dressed in exactly the same black clothes mixed into the team. These three people were Lin Rui and others, except for Yelena who stayed outside to respond randomly. Lin Rui, Crazy Horse and Tang Kun all mixed in.

Originally, these black hoods were to protect the identity of the armed personnel from being leaked. Because they are members of intelligence agencies and are engaged in highly confidential work, their identities must be kept secret.

Now, letting Lin Rui and the others mix into them provided enough convenience.

They are neatly dressed, holding mp7 submachine guns in a learned manner. Standing among a group of armed guards, even in front of Grace, she could not see the slightest flaw.

What's more, under this tense atmosphere, all attention was focused on Grace.

Soon an armed guard found a very small object from the bottom of Grace's clothes. It was only the size of a fingernail, and it was still flashing very subtle fluorescence.

"What's this?" Grace said in disbelief.

"Small GPS tracker, made in China, a very common model." A black guard put the tracker in a plastic bag, and then put it in a metal box with excellent shielding effect.

"But, it's not mine." Grace argued.

"Sorry, sir. You brought electronic equipment into the headquarters without permission. This may be related to high-security incidents such as leaks. According to regulations, you must be isolated and monitored immediately. Before the matter is investigated, you may have to stay with the guards. Now." A black-clothed guard said solemnly.