Rebirth of Military Workers

That Chinese boy is as cautious as anything.

It is even more impossible to kill him in the future.

Many problems can be seen this time.

The Chinese boy is completely different from the previous one, and his previous behaviors of wagging around are invisible at all. After arriving in France, except at the airport the first morning, I stayed directly at the hotel.

France, the most famous tourist country in the world, and countless world-famous landscapes, he did not take a look.

Moreover, the guy is delicious, he even stayed at the hotel, and he didn’t find a chance to poison the food. The Chinese bought groceries from their own people and borrowed the hotel kitchen on the grounds that they were not used to French cuisine. Cook!

Now that I have been cautious to this level, where will there be opportunities in the future?

Dean Brad looked at John Otto, his face suddenly cold: "John, it is unrealistic to kill the Soviets. No one can afford such consequences! The Soviet Union and China are angry..."

Not to mention how the diplomatic departments of China and the Soviet Union would react at such a time, and how it would affect France.

The impact on the Paris Air Show alone is beyond the reach of the French.

This time the air show, although it was over, had already caused a very bad impact.

The Soviet fighter plane crashed, the American fighter plane crashed, and in the end there was no air show. Up to now, the French exhibition organizer has not given any statement.

If the participating team is attacked again, even if it is done by the Americans, the French will eventually have to bear the consequences.

Who would dare to come to France to participate in the air show in the future?

"Don't we just forget it?" John Otto's fist hit the table hard.

He assured the president.

Even the Minister of National Defense demanded that the Chinese must be killed.

Alex, the director of the Asian Strategic Research Office, reminded them from the beginning, but no one took it seriously.

No one knows how stressful John Otto is.

"Otherwise? Mr. Director, this is France! We don't want to pay the price for your reckless behavior." Dean Brad said coldly. After speaking, he signaled that the other party should leave.

"Now let go of that kid, you will definitely regret it! He is only in his early twenties, once he is allowed to control that unit for decades..."

"Will I regret it in the future? I don't know. But I absolutely know that if we kill the Soviet convoy now, our entire country will regret it! The Soviets are crazy now, and they want to start a war to shift their domestic conflicts..." Dean Bu Rad said coldly.

The French can never bear the pressure of the Soviets.

Before in the Barents Sea, the Soviets gave a knife to the P-3B reconnaissance plane that helped the United States to investigate the Soviet fleet, but the Americans didn't let one fart.

If the reconnaissance plane crashes, the Americans will never care.

This is France. When something went wrong, the Americans left as soon as they slapped their buttocks. They didn't care how they dealt with it.

Even in the end they will definitely refuse to admit that these things are related to them.

"Order those who are in ambush to evacuate immediately." Seeing that the United States was rushing away, Dean Brad immediately ordered his men to evacuate the team arranged on the road to attack the Chinese.

The Chinese left the hotel in a Soviet car and were also quickly reported by the British MI6.

On a small farm in the northern suburbs of Paris, a middle-aged man in his 40s listened to the report from his subordinates and looked weird. “When did the Chinese and the Soviets reach an agreement? Did the Americans just watch the Soviet Union? People leave with the Chinese? The French don't even do it?"

Hearing this series of questions, his staff did not answer.

He didn't know how to answer such questions at all.

"Let people stare at the actions of the French and record them. Once they do it, find a way to hand it over to the Soviets..." After the middle-aged man was silent for a moment, his opponent made such an arrangement.

The subordinates didn't speak, and went straight to make arrangements.

After the long Soviet convoy left the hotel, it did not accelerate.

From here to Boucher Airport, it is almost a suburban road, and there are no dense buildings around.

In the area about to leave the city, it was still very early at this time. Except for the homeless and the drunk drunks, there were hardly many people on the street.

By the trash can next to an old building, a sloppy homeless man stared at the street from time to time. When he saw a long convoy approaching in the distance, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose.

He pulled out a remote control from the dirty blanket he was wrapped in.

"The disguise is pretty good." A Chinese looked at the tramp with a smile on his face.(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

The homeless man was full of horror. He had to press the start button when he picked up the remote control, but he felt a cold in his neck before he lifted his fingers, and then there was severe pain. He threw down the remote control and squeezed his hands tightly. He was touching his neck, but in the end, he just made a "嚯~嚯~" sound.

Bright blood came out along his fingers.

"Hobo, it's time to rest."

The Chinese fell to the ground, and the desperate homeless man wrapped the blanket and wiped his hands with a white handkerchief. After throwing away the handkerchief, he drifted away.

The handkerchief fell on the ground and spread out. On the corner, a crab with teeth and claws was suddenly printed.

It's just that, on the tongs of this crab, there is an arrow on one side, and a dagger on the other...

A group of people lay in ambush on a small hill near the highway leading to Boucher Airport.

These people are well-equipped with sniper rifles, bazookas, and even two anti-tank missiles from China...

They waited for a long time.

Finally, I saw a motorcade appearing on the road ahead.

"Boss, it's from the Soviet Union..."

"The Soviets? Didn't the Soviets' convoy pass?" the leader who was closing his eyes and calmingly asked suspiciously.

Just now, a Soviet motorcade has passed.

The leader raised the infrared binoculars. Although it was not very real at night, it could be seen from the size of the fleet and the car models. This was definitely not the target they were waiting for.

"Report, the superior ordered to retreat!"

"Retreat?" the leader asked suspiciously, "We have been in ambush for so long..."

"The Chinese are in the Soviet convoy..." The communicator explained the superior's explanation.

As soon as the leader heard it, he cursed, and then he had no choice but to order the retreat.

The convoy outside was still moving forward, and these people evacuated quickly in the dark.

On a 5-story building not far from the mountain bag, there was another team staring at the mountain bag.

"Head, they withdrew."

"We also withdraw! We are going to leave Paris right away. By the way, inform the people of the signal flag to bring the woman out of the hotel."

More than a dozen heavily armed soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms and black hoods evacuated from the room in this way. Outside the house, there were several French cars of different brands and models parked, all of which had Paris license plates.

After John Otto left Dean Brad, he was angry.

"Fortunately, I was prepared! Otherwise, let them run away!" John Otto snorted coldly.

Quickly got into the car waiting outside, "Contact Scorpion and let him blow up the Soviet convoy..."

"Boss, a minute ago, the convoy had left, and Scorpion lost contact..."

"what?"

John Otto was surprised and angry, "How did he expose?"

"do not know!"

"Go and see..." John Otto didn't expect that the trump card in his hand, the trump card that performed hundreds of dangerous missions without fail, would be killed like this.

But when he saw a large pool of blood leaning on the trash can, like a sleeping tramp on the ground, he was suddenly struck by lightning.

"go!"

John Otto squeezed such a word from his teeth.

As the car was moving forward, John Otto found the white handkerchief when he was passing by.

At night, it is so attractive.

"parking!"

He did not go down, but let his hand go down and pick up the handkerchief. When he saw the crab in the corner of the handkerchief, he suddenly vomited with blood.

"Dead Crab, I must kill you! Go!"

"Boom~"

The car had just started when a violent explosion sounded.

The car in which John Otto was riding was blown into flight.

After falling on the ground, the car blazed ablaze. The crab-embroidered handkerchief in John Otto’s hand quickly burned to ashes in the flames...

"The French have evacuated?" In the small farm, the middle-aged man looked at his report with a shocked expression.

"Yes." the subordinate replied, "that crab also slipped away, our people, did not keep up..."

"There is no excitement to watch now!" The middle-aged man sighed.

"No, Colonel, there is a lot of fun to watch. CIA Director John Otto was killed..." The subordinate shook his head seriously and reported to his superiors.

The middle-aged man was so startled that he jumped up, "Who did it? Hurry up and make arrangements, and I will go back to China right away. Remember, I have never been here!"

"Don't worry, Colonel, you came to the French from a secret channel..."

"This is a lot of fun! The American who has been planning has died in France. Now it's better to have Dean Brad's bastard, he seems to have been very dissatisfied with John Otto for seduce his wife..."

"Colonel, it was Dean Brad's wife who seduced John Otto..." The subordinates corrected the colonel's mistake very seriously.

"It's all the same. The important thing is that the dog and the man went to bed together, and, at this time, Dean Brad already knew." said the colonel.

Dean Brad looked at the photo in his hand, and his whole body was struck by lightning.

He never expected that his wife was photographed with other men, and what was so special was that they were hugged together without clothes...

"John, you bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Dean Brad snarled.

"Boom~"

There was a burst of thunder.

"Wow~"

It was pouring rain and it started to fall.

Paris, the romantic capital of the world, is a sleepless night for some people.

"Fuck, it's raining..." Xie Kai didn't expect that as soon as the convoy arrived at the airport, it rained heavily.

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