At this time, Chen Yi had already gotten out of the car and entered a large conference room. When he entered, everything in the conference room was seamlessly connected to the system on the SUV, with images of three women on the big screen.
While the three women were still immersed in the information Chen Yi said, the doctor asked directly: "Where are those terrorists now?"
Chen Yi shook his head helplessly: "Most of them are in Luo City, but we don't have enough manpower.
Although I also feel that it is unlucky that if something happens to the United States, I will have to wipe their butts. According to the reliable information I have received, their ultimate goal is to launch a nuclear warhead in Iowa and destroy Los Angeles. If they succeed, , the consequences will be more serious! "
When Chen Yi told the story with a gloomy look on his face, the other three women also had a gloomy look on their faces.
It seems that Yingjiang has suffered a disaster. People like Chen Yi and Yang Jianhua who do not deal with Yingjiang should be gloating about the misfortune or even adding insult to injury, but the reality is not like this.
If Yingjiang is attacked in this way, all states within the country will begin to enter a state of first-level alert, activate the military weapons prevention system, all active personnel will stop taking all vacations and recall a large number of retired non-commissioned officers, and all nuclear strike facilities will be loaded with warheads and ready to launch at any time.
In this atmosphere, it is natural to enter a state of panic. All kinds of conflicts will break out. The decision-making group must transfer internal conflicts. It is certain to find a player who seems to be able to take the blame.
But this player should neither be too strong nor too weak, but should be just right, so Turkey is very suitable. As Chen Yi knows, several serious Internet companies in Turkey have helped this big news. .
After determining the target, start filming, so that some internal contradictions can be transferred out.
Then Blue Star fell into a turmoil, and if one mistake was made, the gun would go off and trigger three wars.
But the problem is that although Chen Yi has made relevant plans for the third battle, he is not ready yet, so he and Yang Jianhua least want this to happen.
I can only do my best to help Yingjiang solve this matter. This feeling is extremely uncomfortable.
Mrs. M also realized the seriousness of the matter and said directly to Chen Yi: "I don't have enough manpower in Los Angeles, but I can quickly dispatch it to San Francisco in northern California. What do you need me to do?"
Chen Yi thought for a while, gradually clarified his thoughts, and said directly: "Don't worry about Luo City, just pay attention to Aihe Huazhou. At eleven o'clock tonight, a nuclear warhead will be shipped to Aihe Huazhou. That's the ultimate goal of those people.
As long as nothing happens to the nuclear bomb, the situation can still be controlled, and other matters can be handled by the United States itself.
Nothing else is a big problem! "
"Okay, I will arrange for someone to take action immediately!"
. . .
An hour ago, 7 a.m. US time.
At this time, the sky in the Luocheng area was still slightly bright, and a rumbling sound came from the northern suburbs of Luocheng from far to near.
In the dining car, Ms. Chai, who had just arrived in the United States less than 24 hours ago, took another deep breath of air and expressed her sincere emotion: "The free air is so sweet!"
At this time, a few passengers in the dining car besides Ms. Chai also came here to have breakfast. Four tables away from Ms. Fang, a man with a crew cut had just added a spoonful of sugar to the coffee and stirred it with his left hand.
The left wrist of the crew-cut man was handcuffed to a huge metal suitcase. His eyes were very alert, and he glanced around from time to time. On a table in the opposite corner, there was also a middle-aged man with a newspaper open in front of him. His eyes were also paying attention to the surroundings, as if he was on guard for something.
Suddenly, a fat man entered the car in front of him. His coat was placed on his right hand. Outsiders had no idea what was inside.
At this time, both the flat-headed man and the middle-aged man became alert. When the fat man slowly walked towards the flat-headed man in the rickety carriage, the middle-aged man directly put his hand into his clothes and held a pistol. , always ready to explode into violence.
The fat man just walked to an empty table not far in front of the man on the platform and sat down with his back to the flat-haired man. His coat was also draped on the chair next to him, with nothing inside.
The two people watching all this breathed a sigh of relief and no longer paid attention to the fat man.
At this time, the flat-headed man picked up the coffee and was about to take a sip. Suddenly, he stumbled and the coffee was spilled directly on the table.
laugh----
Everyone's ears were filled with a heartbreaking sound of metal friction. The driver at the front of the car looked in horror at a truck lying on the railway track in front of him and immediately pulled the emergency brake.
Although the locomotive had tried its best to slow down under the influence of inertia, the distance was too close.
boom--
After the truck collided with the train, there was a violent explosion, and the entire train turned over and fell off the track.
On the roadside in the distance, a man dressed as a motorcyclist saw the fire lighting up the sky, started his motorcycle and rushed to the scene as quickly as possible.
The scene of the rollover was a mess, and some passengers were thrown out of the car at high speed, wailing in pain. Ms. Chai, who just moments ago was lamenting the sweet air in the United States, also joined the ranks of moaning in pain, and half of her body was cut off. The carriage was pinned down and I had no choice but to call for help.
"Help! help!"
She suddenly saw a motorcyclist parked nearby on a motorcycle, got out of the car carrying a large satchel, and seemed to be walking towards her, so Ms. Fang's eyes lit up.
"Help me, please help me, my body is stuck!"
The motorcycle rider just glanced at Ms. Fang and ignored her. The face under the helmet was expressionless. Then he saw the blood-covered man with a flat head crawling on the ground with difficulty, and walked quickly to her. forward.
The crew-cut man felt a glimmer of hope in his heart after seeing the motorcycle rider, and struggled to grab the motorcycle rider's trousers.
"Please, help me!"
The biker pulled out a silenced pistol with an expressionless expression.
puff--
Without any unnecessary nonsense, after killing the flat-headed man, he took out a large pair of pliers from his satchel, cut off the handcuff chains with a click, then quickly put the metal suitcase into his satchel and quickly got on his motorcycle and left the scene. Only the wounded on the ground were left wailing.
On the other hand, Ms. Chai watched in bewilderment as the man on the motorcycle performed a series of moves smoothly, killing people and grabbing boxes in one go. She closed her eyes with a look of despair and took her last breath.
Isn’t the free air very sweet?
Why is it different from what was promised?
. . .
Five minutes later, the motorcyclist arrived in downtown Los Angeles and made a phone call.
"Thomas, I got the package."
"Send it to Navi immediately."
After two short sentences, the communication was hung up.
Located in an ordinary two-story house in a community in Los Angeles, an ordinary-looking family of three had just gotten up, washed up, and were preparing breakfast.
Navi, who opened an electronic parts store, put away the phone and looked at his wife in the kitchen.
"Tina, where's Bruce?"
"He just came upstairs."
After hearing this, Navi felt irritated for some reason, "He secretly contacted that American girl again? Didn't I tell him to completely cut off contact with her?"
Tina didn't know what to say to her husband's complaints. He understood her husband's irritability. The three of them were usually very self-disciplined and didn't have any bad habits. In the eyes of outsiders, they looked optimistic, cheerful and loved life.
Their 16-year-old son Bruce usually does very well in school and has a good relationship with his classmates. Teachers at the school are full of praises when they mention this child.
Even Bruce often becomes "other people's children" cited by other parents when they teach their children, but Bruce is inevitably influenced by American culture and is still in love with a typical American girl.
And he actively lied to him!
Although the family of three has lived and worked in the United States for five years just for today's big news, and everyone can usually make do with some things, this is the only thing Navier can't stand, because it involves the deepest belief in his soul.
"I'll talk to him."
"No, I'd better talk to him."
After finishing speaking, Navi brought a cup of coffee to the table.
At this time, Tina had already cut three plates of fruit salad and shouted upstairs.
"Bruce, come down here!
Your father and I are waiting for you! "
"immediately!"
"Are you on the phone again? Hang up the phone immediately and go downstairs!"
"Okay, come down right away!"
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