Reno let out a long sigh of relief, threw the other gun in his hand to the agent on the opposite side, and then faced Anthony.
"Why use this method?" Renault asked.
"Holmes intercepted the call between you and Rene. The failure of Operation Scimitar was attributed to you leaking the battle plan to Rene, and you became the biggest scapegoat." Anthony took a deep breath of cigarette after finishing speaking.
"A scapegoat? Put all the blame for the failure of the operation on me?"
"Yes."
"What does Holmes want to do? What is Director Leo's opinion?"
Director Leo is worried that you will be silenced by Holmes, so let me bring you to this place to create the illusion that you are being executed internally. "
"Bang bang..." A shuttle of bullets was fired at Renault and the others with strong winds. An agent was shot and fell to the ground, and everyone quickly disappeared into the grass.
Through the gaps in the wormwood, they saw 5 or 6 agents rushing towards us.
"They are from Holmes. You leave here first and I will hold them back!" Anthony said to Renault eagerly.
"I can't let your death be in vain!"
"Guaranteeing your safety is the task assigned to me by Director Leo."
"Bang bang bang..." Heavy bullets passed by them, and they began to fight back.
"Let's go!" Anthony shouted.
Renault stared at Anthony silently, rubbed his head on his head a few times, then turned and ran back.
Fierce gunfire rang out behind him...
In the conference room, a fire of anger mixed with revenge was burning in the hearts of the officials. Holmes glanced at the angry people, and he slowly took a step forward: "The failure of Operation Scimitar was not part of our combat plan. It's not rigorous, but the mole Renault appears. Therefore, the nuclear bombing of Newfoundland Island must be kept strictly confidential, including the execution of our naval officers and soldiers by Dark River Company, and must not be leaked. This is not a glory. matter."
"Soon, Renault will be executed internally by us. Later, I will send you the video of the execution! Mr. Holmes." Leo said lightly.
"Oh, really? Director Leo." A cold light flashed across Holmes's face, "I know you will kill your relatives righteously. To show my sincerity, I also sent some people to help you."
Leo's face turned gloomy, and the two just stared at each other coldly, the air filled with murderous intent.
"Boom!" The glass window was smashed into pieces, and a vigorous figure broke through the window. He dusted off the debris on his body and stared at everyone calmly.
The person who broke the window was Renault. He wore a wingsuit and flew from the opposite tall building to the top of this building, and then rappelled down.
Renault glanced at the execution scene on the projection, and then turned his gaze to everyone. He said righteously: "The execution scene was faked, and Rene was framed!"
The officials hissed.
"Hahaha..." Holmes let out a horrifying laugh, "Do you want to believe the facts, or do you want to believe a person who revealed our entire combat plan to the opponent? Director Leo? And everyone here. ?”
Holmes's eyes were like torches, and his stern eyes scanned everyone one by one.
Leo was speechless and the officials fell into silence.
"I did not provide Rene with a battle plan. I just told him the time for the raid on Newfoundland."
Renault trailed off, and the officials were in an uproar...
"Send him to court-martial!"
"Hang him!"
The officials roared, eager to eat the leaker alive.
"René promised me that when attacked by you, he would only take limited self-defense and would never catch you all in one fell swoop! This is why your USS Booker nuclear-powered aircraft carrier strike group retreated unscathed!" Renault ignored the officials. Hysterical, he responded sonorously and forcefully.
"Limited self-defense?" Holmes roared, "Four of our destroyers were sunk, two were captured, six F-37 electro-optical carrier-based fighters were shot down, and 2,759 naval officers and soldiers died! Is this you? Limited self-defense in your mouth?”
"Hang him!"
The officials became restless again, shouting, and their blood-red eyes pierced into Renault like sharp knives.
"Military police!" Holmes shouted, "take him to me."
Two military policemen held Renault on the left and right. His eyes looked at Leo. After staring for a moment, Leo lowered his head.
Renault gave him a standard military salute and was led out of the conference room.
"According to the relevant agreements between our four countries, Renault will be sent to a military court until he is hanged!" Holmes said coldly.
He walked to the front desk: "Everyone, do you have any objections to the nuclear attack on Newfoundland?"
The officials all raised their hands.
"Okay! The vote was unanimous! We will drop a neutron bomb with an equivalent of 5 million tons on Newfoundland Island to kill the living forces on the ground to the maximum extent."
Three hours later, a B-3 "Phantom" strategic bomber flew over Newfoundland, and a neutron bomb was projected from its dark bomb bay...
"Boom!" An explosion resounded throughout the world. After the pale light, a huge mushroom cloud rose over the South Pacific. The earth trembled in the roar, and the sky rotated violently in the scorching cyclone...
Tens of thousands of degrees of heat rushed in all directions from the nuclear detonation point, and the harsh shock wave carried the blazing heat wave across the entire Newvinland Island. The huge amount of radiation swallowed everything like the devil in hell, and the entire island was instantly razed to the ground.
After the nuclear explosion, a giant crater with a diameter of more than 500 meters and a depth of 220 meters appeared at the central nuclear explosion point of Newfoundland Island. There was no grass higher than 3 centimeters on the entire island.
Holmes returned to his office and admired the satellite photos of Newfoundland that had been reduced to scorched earth...
At this time, his phone rang and he answered the call.
"Where are our people?" Holmes asked into the phone.
The Zumwalt-class guided missile destroyers are on their way back, having set sail before the nuclear bomb attack. "A slightly smiling voice came from the other end of the phone.
The caller was Rene. At this moment, he was on another beautiful island in the Pacific, enjoying coffee comfortably.
"Let Renault go!" Rene's tone became serious.
"Let him go? Let him go, and Operation Scimitar will have no suitable scapegoat."
"The scapegoat is your inferior military technology. I have decided to include the clause of letting go of Renault into our agreement, Mr. Holmes."
Holmes opened the agreement he signed with Rene, and a sneer flashed across his lips.
"If this clause does not appear in the agreement as a supplementary clause, then the war between us is not over yet." After speaking, René threw the coffee cup on the table.
"Deal! I plan to take you to see Secretary William Snett tomorrow. A man who can't be killed by a nuclear bomb. He must be very interested."
“Where will Dark River Corporation be rebuilt?”
"Of course it is within our country. When this gust of wind passes, and when people in the other three countries forget about this matter, I will announce that Dark River Company has powerful technological power, and nuclear bombs will not hurt them. You will have legal status."
"Dark River Company's technology will be shared with you, Sir Holmes!"
"I believe that your conversation with Minister Snet tomorrow will be very pleasant, Mr. René."
