Call of Duty: This big brother is okay, he really does something

Chapter 61

Chapter Sixty-One Can’t Win the Rabbit, Then Annoy Brother Bear [Subscribe!] 】！！

After receiving SC Johnson’s distress call, Price, centered on Base 141, made at least thirty calls around the world in five minutes.

In order to find SC Johnson, Price has sold his affection once and asked all those he has allies to inquire about.

Now that the specific location of the person has been determined, Price naturally wants to return a message to inform the whole group.

And the intelligence network is not absolutely airtight.

At the same time that Price made the call.

The Magnesium Guy also received the news immediately.

Magnesium Country, the capital of DC, a bulletproof Mercedes-Benz slowly drove up the street.

Sheffield sat in the back row in his military uniform, playing with his thumbs and looking out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, the assistant in the passenger seat leaned out: “Sir, there is news from 141 that they have found the person whose nickname is Ice Cube.” ”

Sheffield didn’t remember who this man was for a moment, and when he saw that he had a puzzled face, his assistant prompted, “It’s the magic boy who escaped the nuclear explosion.” ”

“Oh,” Sheffield raised an eyebrow, “I remember him. ”

“It was Price who made me stuff the Marines and The Lads who fought with Squad 7.”

“It’s him, he’s in pripyya now…”

The assistant said, gaging: “The news says that he has just killed Zakaev.” ”

Hearing this, Sheffield’s thumb, which had been resting on his belly, stopped.

After a few seconds, he took out his phone and turned his finger to signal, “Avoid, I’m going to make a call.” ”

The assistant then turned off the acoustic panels on the rear seat.

Beep a few times and the phone is connected.

Hearing the gunshots on the other end of the phone, Sheffield frowned: “Makarov.” ”

“Zakaev, he’s dead.”

Makarov’s tone was agitated.

“The boy slipped through the cracks of my fingers, and I don’t know where he got a sniper rifle…”

“He was a kilometer away, and a shot knocked out half of the old bastard’s body.”

Sheffield was not surprised to hear that: “Price said the boy was a good hand. ”

Makarov: “The situation is chaotic right now. ”

“The old bastard is dead, and his loyal wolf cubs are clamoring for revenge.”

Sheffield was expressionless: “You can’t beat one in a thousand people?” ”

Makarov chuckled, “I’m a little underestimated. ”

“What about raw materials? At least tell me you didn’t lose that. ”

“Not really, it was safely transported.”

Sheffield gambled on his luck and sent the thirty thousand men in his hands to the battlefield as chips, and he wanted to use this as a merit to add two more stars to the shoulders of his already three general stars.

As a result, he collapsed and lost everything.

According to his original plan.

Thirty thousand soldiers will flatten Alassad’s palace.

Then the accompanying reporters will be surprised to find that there is a warhead that has not yet detonated.

In this way, the main commander Sheffield will be rewarded for saving mankind and successfully awarded the five-star rank.

Amerika was able to secure her position as the world’s boss.

And what he didn’t expect was.

Zakaev was even crazier than he was, and he actually changed his mind on a temporary basis, and really dared to lift the table to detonate the warhead.

As a result, this battle not only seriously injured the magnesium guys, but also made them lose face.

Now, the whole world is laughing at the Magnesium Guys, and they have finally paid the price for their arrogance and stupidity.

In this case.

If you want to regain your boss status.

They’ll have to start a war.

A larger and more tragic super war.

In this world, there are only two superpowers that can fight a high-intensity war with the bald eagle.

Rabbits naturally do not consider, provoke them to kill the enemy eight hundred self-inflicted damage of twelve thousand, the end is unpredictable, more than worth the loss.

Then the only remaining opponent is Brother Xiong.

However, although Brother Xiong is grumpy, his mentality is very stable.

Ordinary small fights and small fights can not arouse Brother Xiong’s interest at all.

The only thing that can provoke Mao to provoke him is the warhead.

So, Sheffield washed himself clean this time and sent it to the table as a bet.

He sold himself, again to Zakaev.

He facilitated and helped Zakaev get the raw materials as quickly as possible.

After he pulled out the second warhead with the ability to fire.

The whole world will be completely nervous.

At this point, he will act as a match, just need to stroke it gently.

The flames of war can ignite the whole world again.

However, he did not calculate, but only one point was missed.

He counted both 141 and Price.

But only, forgot that there was a very inconspicuous, but also restless hairy boy there.

He knew that SC Johnson had been kidnapped by Kamalov, and it was the information he had provided.

At first he thought that Makarov was just trying to kill a 141 master.

To stimulate the old guy Price, knock him on the back.

So that the old guys don’t be so arrogant anymore, take advantage of early retirement to raise their lives.

I never expected it.

A small ant that no one cared about at all actually played a Jedi counter-kill.

Did he collapse the elephant of Zakaev?

In this way, the previous plan will all be overturned and restarted.

Sheffield disliked Makarov, feeling that this man was crazier than Zakaev and more difficult to control.

But now, there seems to be no better candidate than Makarov.

Thinking about it, Sheffield sighed, sneered, and called Price.

A few rings rang and the phone answered.

“There’s a fart.”

Price’s tone was cold.

Sheffield skimmed his lips and looked out the window at the flashing view: “Congratulations, Captain, your men have just killed Zakaev. ”

“Speaking of which, I still owe that guy several Badges of Valor.”

“I’ve seen his record, and if I’m here, he’s now a major and Price pauses for a few seconds, and he doesn’t seem to know how much trouble SC Johnson has gotten.”

Nor did Sheffield specifically call over to praise people.

After a few seconds of pause, he gave Price a coordinate.

“When Daddy dies, my son will be angry.”

“You’d better catch the little lion before he threatens.”

With that, Sheffield hung up the phone and pressed the button to open the acoustic panels in the back seat.

The assistant then handed over a computer.

“Sir, the special forces have begun to select personnel.”

“Do you want to give this unit a name?”

Sheffield thought for a moment and said, “Call them Shadow Troops.” ”

The other side.

Price and Soap jumped on a transport plane and took off instantly.

They couldn’t rush to the rescue of SC Johnson, and could only hope that Nikolai could be quicker.