The headquarters building of the National Intelligence Agency of Country M.
The atmosphere in a heavily guarded conference room was serious and cold...
David Holmes, Director of the Global Affairs Bureau of the National Intelligence Service of Country M, Oliver Black, Director of the Military Intelligence M6 Division of Country Y, Richard Jean Leo, Deputy Director of the National Intelligence Service of Country F, and Gong, Director of the Cabinet Intelligence Agency of Country R. Ze and his party stood in front of the oval conference table.
They straightened their bodies, put their hands together, and expressed solemn and solemn expressions. They were paying their last moment of silence to the officers and soldiers who died in the "South Pacific Scimitar" operation...
The gloomy face reflects the haze caused by failure, and the cold eyes reveal hesitation and helplessness...
After the moment of silence, they sat down one after another. There was no communication or sound, only cold eyes.
Holmes walked to the front desk, motioned to his assistant, and an image was projected onto a projector behind him.
He pointed to the screen: "This video was taken by a Predator drone over Newvinland Island. Everyone should be mentally prepared."
After Holmes finished speaking, the video began to play. In the picture, armed personnel from Dark River Company boarded the "Zumwalt"-class guided missile destroyer and the "Love Island"-class guided missile destroyer. They escorted the officers and soldiers of the two ships to a deserted place. The place.
In front of the officers and soldiers were a dozen M2 heavy machine guns, their cold muzzles pointed at them, and behind them was a huge sand pit.
After a burst of intensive bullets, the officers and soldiers fell into the pit.
Then came another wave...
The officials were furious, with expressions of hatred reflected on their faces, and angry eyes blazing with fire...
After more than a dozen waves, the barrels of the M2 heavy machine guns began to burn red. They were removed and replaced with another batch.
The massacre that lasted for half an hour finally ended. Five bulldozers buried and leveled the pit. More than 90 Anhe Company personnel laughed and planted an olive tree symbolizing peace on the pit.
The officials were completely angry, with the fire of revenge bursting in their furious eyes.
"Bang!" Miyazawa and his party's fists hit the table hard, and blood flowed out between their fingers...
"This is a group of cruel and immoral militants, and we must eradicate them completely!" Holmes said fiercely.
"It's time to use the regular army. The reason why Operation Scimitar failed is that the army was only an auxiliary. This time our four countries sent elite sea, land and air forces to annihilate them in one fell swoop!" Miyazawa and his party's eyes were filled with fire.
"No!" Holmes shook his head, "I propose to drop nuclear weapons on Newfoundland! Deal with them once and for all!"
There were looks of hatred and anger in the conference room, and the officials imagined the horrific scene of a nuclear bombing of Newfoundland Island in their minds.
Reno was sitting next to the computer, carefully watching the scene of Dark River Company executing the officers and soldiers of the "Zumwalt" ship "Love Island".
Suddenly, an inconspicuous detail about the "Zumwalt" caught his attention. He quickly opened the official website of the Navy of the country M, which displayed detailed introductions to the ship and its sister ship "Roy".
According to the official website description, the "Roy" is an upgraded model of the "Zumwalt" ship. The biggest difference between the two ships is the iterative upgrade of the active phased array radar.
He carefully compared the "Zumwalt" ship in the massacre image with the "Zumwalt" ship on the official website, and found that the active phased array radars of the two ships were completely different. What surprised him was that they were the same as those of the "Roy" ship. "The numbers are exactly the same.
He understood that the "Zhu" ship in the massacre video was not the real "Zhu" ship, but the "Roy"!
In other words, the "Roy" was used to replace the "Zumwalt", artificially creating a so-called massacre that did not exist!
Renault's eyes turned to the "massacre" video. He opened professional video software and loaded the image.
Suddenly, he discovered a problem. There were a lot of splicing traces in this "massacre" video. There were obvious signs of splicing between the segments. It should have been filmed in advance, and then spliced and processed later!
So, it means that this "massacre" image is faked.
The so-called massacre does not exist!
Renault felt that the situation was serious, he picked up the phone and quickly dialed Leo's number.
"Director Leo, I have made an important discovery! Is it convenient to talk now?"
"convenient!"
"That massacre video was faked!"
"What!?" Leo glanced at Holmes warily.
"The only person most likely to fake it is Holmes!"
"Where are you now?" Leo asked in a low voice.
"I just returned to the apartment!" Reno said and closed the website.
"Don't go out, wait for me there!"
Twenty minutes later, Renault heard a rapid knock on the door. He came to the door vigilantly. Through the peephole, he saw his deputy Anthony Fikeye appearing at the door with two colleagues.
He knocked on the door.
Anthony and two agents walked in, with two black guns pointed at Renault. He looked at the deputy in front of him in surprise, who he lifted up with one hand.
Anthony showed the arrest warrant, which bore Chief Leo's clear signature.
"Alexander Renault, you are suspected of leaking major military secrets. It has been decided to arrest you. Please come with us." Anthony said coldly.
"Crack!" Renault's hands were cuffed, and two agents carried him into a car.
The car quickly drove out of the city, crossed a dilapidated iron bridge, and headed towards a gravel path by the river...
Renault looked at the surrounding environment carefully. The gravel path meandered along the river bed, with dense woods on the left and rushing river on the right.
An ominous premonition came to his mind, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong. Based on his familiarity with the city, he judged that they were not taking him to prison. Maybe this was the place where he would be executed.
He looked at Anthony and the two agents and found that their faces were gloomy, as if they were looking for the best location.
Finally, Anthony waved his hand and the car stopped in a rather secluded place. There was an open space in the middle of the knee-high wormwood, with tall trees behind it as a shield and a wide river in front as a barrier, making this place a deserted place. The best place to execute prisoners.
Renault was carried to the open space by two agents. One agent kicked him hard in the leg and he fell to his knees. The other agent put a gun against the back of his head.
The agent who kicked him took out a video recorder, took two steps back, and started recording.
Anthony was smoking silently not far away. The gun-wielding agent looked at him. Anthony nodded to him, then stamped out the cigarette, turned around and stood with his back to him.
Renault looked forward, counting the seconds in his mind. He was counting the three short seconds it took for the gunman to adjust his mental state after receiving the shooting order.
1
2
When he counted to 2, at the moment when the gunman pulled the trigger, he tilted his head and swiped his leg. The gunman was swept to the ground. He jumped up and hit him heavily, and raised his handcuffed hands. Knock him out with one punch.
Reno snatched his gun.
The agent who was recording the video pulled out his gun. Before he could shoot, Reno grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at his eyes. The moment he dodged, Reno jumped up and kicked him to the ground. The pistol fired. fall.
Reno rolled over, grabbed the gun first, and pointed the gun at the agent.
"Put down the gun!" Anthony, who was not far away, pointed his gun at Renault and shouted loudly.
"You are all my subordinates. I didn't shoot just now because I was thinking about our past friendship, but don't force me!" Renault said, quickly raising his other hand and aiming the black muzzle. Anthony.
"I'm following orders!"
"You know my shooting skills, Anthony! The moment you shoot, I am absolutely sure that you two will be buried with you."
Anthony's eyes were a little wandering.
"Your daughter Melanie is very cute. Last year, I attended her 6-year-old birthday party. She was really like a happy little angel." Reno's eyes were full of love, "I don't want her to be depressed at this age. Without my father, I don’t want to kill my colleagues with my own hands.”
"Snapped!"
Anthony threw away the gun. He slowly walked up to Renault, took out two cigarettes, put one into his mouth, and the other into Renault's mouth.
"Bang!" He lit a cigarette for Renault.
"You know, the moment I light a cigarette for you, I can take your gun away. You taught me this trick." Anthony said and lit a cigarette for himself.
"Then why don't you do it?"
"Is there any point in doing this, because the gun you pointed at me has blank bullets in it."
Renault looked at him in shock.
"Give me the gun," Anthony said, holding out his hand.
Renault looked at him suspiciously, but did not do so.
Anthony put his head to the muzzle of the gun: "Shoot!"
"No!" Renault shook his head vigorously.
"There are blank bullets inside. If you don't believe it, let me do it myself."
Renault slowly handed the gun to Anthony with a puzzled look on his face. He took the gun and put it against his temple. "Bang!" The gunshot rang out. After the smoke, Anthony was safe.
