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Three o'clock in the morning at midnight.

London, Downing Street.

Prime Minister Heslet Bell, who had just arrived from home, strode into his office.

At this time, Mrs. M of MI6 and Ramsden Fergus, director of the National Security Agency, were sitting in the office.

As soon as he sat down, the prime minister looked at the two and asked, "What's going on? Are you so anxious to see me?"

Mrs. M looked at the head of the security bureau beside her, hesitated for a few seconds and said, "I have some very bad news to tell you, Mr. Prime Minister."

The prime minister frowned, and said with a low face, "Tell me."

"Night mission failed."

"What!"

The Prime Minister stared at Mrs. M in astonishment, and seeing that she was not joking, he immediately shouted angrily: "What's going on? Didn't you guarantee that this mission will be absolutely smooth?"

Mrs. M said with shame: "We thought so too, but the President and Her Royal Highness were not in the underground air-raid shelter of Unit 106 in Northern Ireland. From the beginning to the end of this incident, those terrorists deliberately confused us."

The Prime Minister laughed angrily, "Oh! What you mean to say is that MI6, the Security Service, and the Secret Intelligence Service, which we have spent so much energy and money to build up, ended up with no real information or false information given by the terrorists. Can't tell?"

"In fact, I suspect that there are enemy spies within us. These Northern Irish rebels must have bribed some of our intelligence personnel."

Before Mrs. M could finish speaking, Fergus, the director of the Security Bureau, took over the conversation: "Mr. Prime Minister, we have launched an investigation on all the people who know about this mission. I believe that this spy will be caught in a short time."

"I don't want you to find out any spies!"

The prime minister blushed and roared angrily, "I just want to know where the president and the princess are! Are they safe and can you rescue them? Or do I need to apply to the parliament to replace you and find a position that is more suitable for you now? post!"

After being yelled at by the prime minister, Mrs. M and Fergus looked at each other, and the scene fell silent for a while.

It wasn't until the Prime Minister's heavy panting faded away that Mrs. M continued: "We have issued an emergency order, all MI6, Secret Intelligence Service, and Director Fergus' Security Bureau, all the personnel to track down the President and Mrs. The whereabouts of the princess."

"I don't care about these!"

The Prime Minister stopped Mrs. M's words and said angrily: "We are running out of time. The president and the princess have been missing for 24 hours. If you haven't rescued the princess and the president within two days, then you don't need to be in this position." Get on with it!"

"Yes!" Mrs. M and Director Fergus agreed boldly. They naturally knew how difficult it was, but they were under pressure and were not allowed to refuse.

After leaving the Prime Minister's Office, Director Fergus returned to his security bureau in a hurry, planning to notify the people in the bureau to work overtime all night. No matter what, he had to find out the whereabouts of the president and the princess today, otherwise the director would feel uncomfortable. , Don't even think about it for the staff and agents below.

"Mrs. M, shall we go back to office six?" The driver turned to look at Mrs. M.

"No! We're going to Sixth Avenue."

Mrs. M shook her head, looked at the night scene outside the car window, and remembered that there was an agent from the Sixth Office who impressed her very much a few years ago, and whispered: "I only hope that his good luck can help find the princess and the president." .”

...

Inside the farm, more than a dozen mercenaries were drinking silently outside the house. These were members of the trench team, and they were paying homage to the team members who died unfortunately this time.

Although there are not many elites in the trench team, the victory lies in unity. The relationship between the twenty-three members is very good, but this time because of the inaccurate intelligence, they lost seven members in the First World War. Everyone is very sad.

By the window of a bedroom on the second floor, Gu Ren looked at the dozen or so people standing outside under the moonlight.

"Although I can't deal with Trenches, I have to say that he is a very good person.

This is why so many people follow him. "

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door. Gu Ren looked back and saw that it was Captain Barney who came in. He walked to the window and looked in the direction downstairs, and said in a low voice, "He is a qualified leader!"

"I can tell."

After Gu Ren replied, he looked sideways at the trench standing at the front of the crowd. He was similar to Schwarzenegger in his previous life, but he was much stronger.

The room was quiet for a while, and Gu Ren asked, "Captain, do you have something to do with me?"

"I don't think this mission is over yet."

Barney took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Gu Ren. After being rejected, he didn't force it and dropped it in his mouth alone. He took out a match to light the cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled the blossoming smoke lock up.

After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, he said with a gloomy face, "I discussed it with Hannibal just now. People from MI6 and the CIA will never let it go. President Benjamin and the British princess have been missing for almost 24 hours. If If there is no whereabouts anymore, I am afraid it will be more or less ominous. Once they find out the whereabouts of the president and the princess, they will definitely send us there."

"Then what do you mean?" Gu Ren knew that the reason why the captain took this mission was nothing more than the threat from the CIA. If the mission failed this time, it would be impossible to refuse it next time.

"We have to accept this task."

Barney had a headache and said helplessly: "The CIA and MI6 are not something we can refuse, but for safety reasons, I discussed it with Hannibal. We only bring two people to each team for this mission, and we can make up one The squad moves."

"Take those people?"

Gu Ren frowned, he probably understood what the captain meant, it was nothing more than that too many people were not conducive to action, after all there was James Bond and that guy from the CIA.

Barney said: "Our death squad is you and me. Hannibal wears Facebook, and the trenches carry bullets. Six people are with Bond and the others."

"Yes." Gu Ren nodded, and had no objection to the captain's arrangement.

After all, in addition to the strongest captain in the death squad, Christmas and Thor are the best, but they are injured, so they will definitely not be able to go.

As for Caesar and Lulu, both of them are reckless and easily agitated. As far as Billy is concerned, although he has been a soldier and fought in battle, he is very capable in combat, but he doesn’t know if it’s because his military career is too long, or he is used to performing tasks in a rigid manner. , not very flexible.

Just like when he was on a mission in Russia before, if Billy was surrounded by villains, this kid would definitely be the same as in the movie, absolutely stubborn and stubborn.

Seeing that Gu Ren readily agreed, Barney patted him on the shoulder, "Wait a day tomorrow, if there is no news, I guess we might not be needed."

Gu Ren nodded and said, "Understood."

The captain made it clear that if there is no news tomorrow, it is estimated that the president and the princess are in danger.

...

Twenty minutes past three in the morning.

The entrance of a residential building on Sixth Avenue in London.

Mrs. M said to the driver: "Wait for me here."

After finishing speaking, Mrs. M walked to the door of the residence and knocked on the door.

In the dark bedroom on the second floor, a lamp was lit after a while.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man with short hair who was a bit scruffy and had a mottled face pushed open the door and came out.

"Who, it's so late at night."

The middle-aged man opened his eyes in a daze and glanced at the visitor outside the door. He was taken aback and rubbed his eyes quickly, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

"Long time no see Johnny!" Mrs. M said with a polite smile.

"Mrs. M!"

The middle-aged man who was called Qiangli blinked his eyes immediately, swallowed and said, "Wait for me for a few minutes!"

After finishing speaking, Qiangli closed the door directly and ran all the way to the second floor.

Looking at the closed door, Mrs. M smiled helplessly and speechlessly. This Johnny is still the same, and he deserves to be called a bean by the clerks in the bureau. He is really stupid!

...

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