Chapter 1141: So that’s how it is (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

Chapter 1141: So that’s how it is (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

Chapter 1141 turns out to be like this (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)

"Someone attacked the institute."

Rachel Dalton, who is reorganizing Division 20 at the MI6 headquarters, has just received the news.

She was not surprised, and even felt that the matter had finally come to fruition.

She had already arranged the follow-up matters, picked up the phone in the office and broadcast, "Locke, the fish has bitten."

Philip Locke, an MI6 agent who previously performed cleanup procedures in Macau.

This is the operational commander chosen by Rachel Dalton, a member of the SAS who has been fighting with Northern Ireland for half her life. Among the SAS members who are still serving, perhaps only the ten thousand-year-old immortal has the same seniority.

During the previous mission in Beihan that Rachel Dalton was responsible for, the 141st Special Service Team left a very deep impression on her.

The actions of this team were professional, accurate, restrained, and extremely destructive, and the combat experience and command ability of commander John Price were truly unparalleled.

This also gave her the idea for the Division 20 operations unit.

She also needs a team of professional operators who can perform tasks around the clock.

It's just that although she has been working on the front line for many years, she still has rich experience in intelligence work.

However, this kind of pure selection and on-the-spot command of combat operations personnel still requires a figure similar to John Price to perform it.

And now all she can think of is this Philip Locke.

So this time for the nightshade project, she asked the other party to help, and the director also agreed.

"Don't worry, I've deployed an action team nearby."

Philip Locke and Rachel met in the parking lot, preparing to rush there together.

Rachel frowned, "I remember once saying that this time it was just to let them take away Edward Bailey."

"Yes, I know, but I think we should put some pressure on these old guys."

Even if it is a show, it should be done in full, otherwise with the shrewdness of these people, it will be easy to see that it is a trap.

Of course, maybe they have already seen it, but what needs to be done still needs to be done.

"Hmm, you're right." Rachel Dalton nodded in agreement, and at the same time felt that this partner seemed to be the right choice.

…

Frank Moses knocked down an armed man who rushed into the institute, and then pulled a fat guy with a more nervous expression than Marvin into the stairwell.

"Victoria, Marvin, here..."

He shouted at the other two people who were still fighting with the armed men.

These armed men wearing heavy body armor obviously intended to catch people alive, which gave them a glimmer of hope.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to break through the defense with the small pistols in their hands.

The S&W460V revolver in Marvin's hand hit an armed man in the chest. Although the bulletproof plate blocked the bullet, the huge impact still caused the guy to stumble.

Marvin immediately saw the opportunity and rushed to the stairs.

Victoria, who was holding the MP7A1, was surrounded by people paying close attention to her.

She glanced in the direction of Frank Moses and shouted for them to go first.

These people are the action team of MI6. The worst she can do is surrender, even if she is caught, nothing will happen.

Frank certainly knew that this was not the time to hesitate, and he trusted Victoria enough.

He immediately walked downstairs with Marvin and Edward Bailey.

Victoria immediately blocked the stairwell door with MP7A1 to buy time for her companions.

But of course she couldn't take care of the enemies in all directions by herself.

He didn't last long before an armed man rushed forward and was hit on the head with a rifle butt.

By the time Rachel Dalton and Philip Locke arrived at the scene, Victoria had already been controlled by the MI6 action team.

Philip Locke looked at the old man in front of him and didn't know what to say.

You must know that this woman is written into the MI6 training manual.

Rachel Dalton immediately called the director, who asked her to take the person back in a serious tone.

As for Frank Moses and his group, although they have temporarily escaped tracking, the other party's actions are proceeding according to their script.

The destination of the other party is of course Moscow, and by the time Frank finds a way to get there, they are likely to be waiting for each other there.

"Ma'am, I have to take you back."

Philip Locke respected Victoria more.

"Hey Locke, why is your hair going bald?"

Victoria was hit **** the forehead, and someone was helping her treat the wound.

But the words from this old woman's mouth were really unpleasant.

Philip Locke has never been so defensive in so many years, and his expression management almost collapsed.

Rachel Dalton smiled on the side, "Legends also make mistakes sometimes."

Victoria turned her head and glanced at the woman who seemed to be mocking her, and Rachel Dalton immediately felt the gaze stabbing her like a real person.

But she didn't give an inch and looked at each other.

Leaving people behind to deal with some matters at the scene, Locke and his people began to think of ways to track the traces of Frank's group, while Victoria was taken away by Rachel Dalton.

In the MI6 headquarters, the current director met Victoria in the interrogation room.

"Is it true that you became the director?"

This was Victoria's first sentence when she saw the other person, and her tone was full of teasing and ridicule.

The director's expression didn't change at all, and he was completely unfazed.

But he also knew very well that no threat or anything else would have any effect on the old guy in front of him.

"Do you know what you did?"

Victoria's expression remained unchanged, "You locked up one of your own for thirty years?"

"That's for national security." Of course, the Director would not admit that it was for this weapon.

"Ha, if that weapon falls into the hands of KB elements..."

"Weapons, how dare you talk about weapons?"

The director also raised his voice. He looked at the other party for a long time, and finally took out the information about nightshade.

He threw the information in front of Victoria and turned to one of the pages with the other's confused expression.

Victoria looked over, and then couldn't control her shock anymore. It turns out that Edward Bailey actually planned to detonate this bomb in Moscow.

That's why MI6 locked up this madman.

Of course, there is also the idea of ​​​​coveting mercury bomb technology.

"Oh, hell, I need to contact Frank immediately, he doesn't know about this yet."

Victoria knew the seriousness of this matter. If what was said here was true, then who posted the information online was worthy of scrutiny.

It was Edward Bailey. He must have found a way to reveal the information. He wanted revenge, revenge on MI6 who had imprisoned him for thirty years, and at the same time revenge on the world.

That means Frank and others are also in danger. Who knows what this genius lunatic is going to do.

However, the Director immediately took away the information in front of Victoria and said to her, "It's too late. I gave you a chance. Say goodbye to freedom in the future."

As he spoke, he raised his head and ordered to Rachel Dalton, "Prepare a room for her in the research institute just now. She needs medicine to wake up now to avoid Alzheimer's disease in the future."

"Fuck you, you are the one with Alzheimer's disease!" Victoria's focus is also very special. Perhaps because of her age, this sentence really touches her pain point.

The director didn't say anything to her, took the information and left the interrogation room.

Victoria and Rachel Dalton were the only ones left in the house.

"Let's go, I'll choose a clean house for you."

Rachel said, then put her hand on Victoria's shoulder.

Victoria just raised her head and smiled, and then Rachel immediately felt a huge force pulling her arm.

"Young man, no one ever taught you to respect your elders?"

Rachel was pinned down on the solid metal table without any defense. Her face would definitely be swollen by tomorrow.

"Fuck..."

Without thinking about how the other party broke free from the handcuffs, Rachel immediately launched a counterattack.

She simply did not believe that she would lose to a retired little old lady at her age.

Then she knew why the other party was a legend. Even though he was retired, his information was marked as 'RED'

When the guard heard something wrong and pushed open the door and barged in, what he saw was Rachel Dalton being violently beaten by an old lady in her sixties.

This picture is so...beautiful.

For a moment, these guards wanted to watch them finish fighting before going over to break up the fight.

However, they knew very well that Rachel was the Director's recent focus on training, so it was best not to offend him.

The stun gun immediately hit Victoria's back, and the electric current instantly spread throughout her body, including the entangled Rachel Dalton.

By the time Philip Locke returned to the headquarters, Victoria had been put into the prison van, and Rachel Dalton was holding an ice pack to apply cold compresses to her cheeks and forehead.

He said through gritted teeth, "This dead old woman raised by Bichi."

On the table in front of her was a piece of blood-stained metal wire that Victoria took out from under the skin of her arm. She used this thing to open the handcuffs.

Locke suddenly felt as if he had missed a good show.

The Director didn't ask anyone to get rid of Victoria, which meant that this old woman was still useful. Rachel knew this, and so did Victoria.

That's why the old woman didn't have any scruples at all when she started. No, or maybe she was scrupulous, so she didn't take Rachel's life immediately.

This time Victoria put on the straitjacket worn by a real mental patient, something that normal humans would never be able to break free from.

When she gets to the institute, she will be given an injection directly. This old lady will spend the last part of her life in a daze.

"That's not bad, at least the frontal lobe wasn't cut off."

Locke said something faintly in his deep voice, which made people shiver.

"How are you doing there?"

Rachel decided to skip this embarrassing topic and get to work.

"Oh, they ran away. Don't underestimate these old guys. The problems they faced back then were a hundred times more complicated than what we have now."

Philip Locke tried to catch some traces of Frank Moses, but found nothing.

Although this result is in line with their expectations, it is still a bit frustrating for a professional.

At this time, Frank Moses had already boarded a ship bound for Europe. Of course, it was not a regular ship, but a cargo ship used for smuggling.

Among them, the crazy Edward Bailey lay on the railing and looked at the Atlantic Ocean, sometimes excited and sometimes silent.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that although his words are still a little confused, the confusion in his eyes has become less and less, perhaps because he stopped taking medicine.

What happened in London was quickly known to all parties, especially the NSA of the Pentagon of the United States, which was the closest pursuer. Like a hyena that smelled blood, it immediately contacted MI6 to share intelligence with the other party.

Although the two sides are allies, when faced with absolute interests, how could Da Mei give face to her allies.

What's more, MI6 secretly imprisoned Edward Bailey for thirty years, making it impossible to recover the mercury-red bomb technology. How could this be tolerated?

Everyone has their own little calculation, NSA, CIA, MI6, and even other forces.

Of course, MI6 will delay as long as it can in the face of criticism from the United States. No one can say this kind of thing openly.

However, faced with the strength of the American monster, MI6 still shared some intelligence with the other party.

…

Of course, Moscow also got the news, and the FSB is not just a freeloader.

When there is news that a mercury-red nuclear bomb with quite advanced technology is placed at the last place in Moscow, how will the old man react?

What should I do if I don't care? Or do you have to dig deep to find this thing?

Well, not at all. The President flew directly to St. Petersburg with several important senior officials, and then handed over the matter of verifying the bomb to Katya Pechukovic.

Although some Russian scientists have said that the mercury-red bomb is a hoax and is technically impossible to realize, Russian senior officials still intend to believe it.

Moreover, Maozi really hopes to find something, even if it is fake, it will be used by Europe, America and the West.

If it is true, it cannot fall into the hands of others.

After several days of on-site investigation, Xu Chuan still felt that the tunnel Kajia took Alex through was very suspicious.

But he couldn't possibly ask Alex to contact the other party to take out the building structure drawings and study them. He was a powerful figure in the FSB.

He had no choice but to wait for the key figures like Frank Moses to appear before he could break the situation.

However, he has not been idle these days. Not only has he signed a cooperation agreement with Moscow State University, but he has also met with some people who may cooperate in business.

Of course there are acquaintances among them, such as the unexpected appearance of Gogol's leader, Ali Taselov.

Why is this guy here when he's not messing with those outside the law in Africa?

Use Christmas to show your loyalty to the emperor?

But thinking so, Xu Chuan finally held back and didn't say it out loud.

"Hey, Bell."

As soon as this guy arrived at the door, he greeted him loudly, making it seem like the two of them were familiar with each other.