William doesn't care if he will be hated if he brings danger and death to the command, anyway, he has publicly said that if he doesn't want to make meritorious contributions, he will take a vacation, and don't blame others for hanging up if he stays.

After the initial panic, many people quickly calmed down, but about half of them saw Commander Blomley, standing in front of the large screen in the command center with his back hand, staring at the screen without images, motionless.

Everyone knew that their heads did not object to the departure of those who wanted to leave, and when the first middle-aged woman left, only seven or eight people left in the entire command center in just two minutes.

After another five minutes, the entire air defense cloth commanded people and cars to rush out from time to time downstairs and underground parking lots, and William, who was standing by the window and watching, shook his head,

Blomley, who was standing beside him, said solemnly, "It seems that in the future, I will have to emphasize the sense of honor, and I will run halfway before the fight starts."

"Come on, you know in your own heart that it's a good thing to let these civilians and ladies who haven't had guns go, so that you don't have to divide people to protect them when you do it later, and whether you have any Bakawi people here or not, we have to let him know if it's not."

"With so many people running out, I don't believe that Bakawi's people will not catch a few to understand the situation, and besides, you'd better count how many people can fight."

Of course, Bromley understands this in his heart, otherwise you really don't care about discipline, "Don't worry, there are 4 combat groups downstairs with a total of 48 people, plus the 32 people of the 22nd air crew who rushed to me in two batches in the past few hours, it is no problem to use the terrain and armored vehicles to hold here,

And I just reported the situation here, and in half an hour there will be 12 combat squadrons with 96 SAS on board."

After speaking, Blomley whispered in William's ear, "We still have a reason to drag Benjamin before we find it, but now that he is in front of him, he doesn't dare to drag it anymore, and he doesn't even care if the helicopter sent in at this time will be shot down,

I didn't see that Banning, who just wanted to eat people, has calmed down now."

William smiled and turned his head to look at Banning, and saw that he was standing quietly beside Benjamin with a serious face, inspecting the weapon, and putting on the bulletproof shirt, suit and windbreaker that William had brought with him.

"You go and get busy with you, Bromley, don't really get in, you won't get the credit but you will be blackened", William beckoned to pick up Quinine and said, "I should be able to order you."

"Of course, sir",

She had just used the phone in the command to verify with the new head of the Military Intelligence Agency, Garris Mallory, that William was indeed the person in charge of their Military Intelligence Bureau.

And vaguely reminded Jaquinin that William, the director, not only Garys couldn't take care of it, but even his superior, the Minister of Security, Catherine, didn't want to take care of it.

So as soon as Jaquinin heard that William had a task for her, he immediately stood up and almost raised his hand to salute.

"Very well", William was pleased with Jaquinin's attitude, "from now on your task is to look at John Lancaster, and anyone who approaches him except me is the target of suspicion,

Once someone rescues John Lancaster, you can kill him first, or if he makes any escape or dangerous move, kill him as well.

Anyway, I'd rather have a dead John Lancaster than any chance of him escaping, you know?"

"Understood, sir".

Jaquinin nodded immediately, relieved, the meaning of using John Lancaster as a bait was obvious, but William did not risk her life, which made her grateful

However, Jaquinin also wanted to see who would jump out, so she was smart enough not to hide John, who was tied up, in another room in the command.

Instead, he put John's hand on the long table in the corner of the command center, and hid himself to watch who would appear.

Seeing Jaquine's actions, William smiled slightly and said to Sunday, "Has the spider robot been put in place?"

Another purpose of his drive away is to facilitate the movement of the spider robots.

"Yes, SIR, no less than 500 spider robots have been dropped into the entire anti-terrorism headquarters and surrounding buildings, and there are 12 Black Blade aircraft carriers in the sky taking turns watching any moving people or objects within a radius of 2 kilometers."

"Very well, after such a long time, you should have collected all the information of Bakawi's men."

"In addition to the nearly 100 people in the lair, there are 137 empty cloths in the city that I have recorded, each with two spider robots watching, if you want, I can clear the streets of these enemies in ten seconds."

"No, if people know that I can kill all the enemies at once, many people will not be able to sleep in the future, they will not be able to sleep, and I will not want to sleep well because of this."

After a moment's thought, William continued, "Inform the Black Ghost who is ambushing the lair of Bakawi's gang that he is tasked with hunting down the Empty Cloth who have escaped from the abandoned mansion and are repelled by us, and you are responsible for guiding him to find his target."

"Understood, SIR, instructions to be issued".

After processing these Williams, he took the data cable from a staff member, sat in front of a computer with a satellite phone, and pretended to operate.

Without Sunday's help, William, who knew all of this himself, quickly found the coordinates of the satellite phone to receive the message.

Displays the coordinates on the big screen in the command center, "Where is this?"

"Broad Street in the centre of the city is about fifteen minutes' drive from here," replied Bloomley, who was very familiar with the whole of London, "but it was an unfinished frame building."

William, who had known this for a long time, couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Blomley, this guy deserves to be a commander, and he did a really good job.

Standing up and walking to the command platform, he ordered the staff who remained, "Send someone to check the electricity consumption of this building in the past period of time, if the electricity consumption exceeds the normal situation, then there must be a big problem with this building."

Everyone just saw William holding the satellite phone and checking something on the computer, and now it is confirmed with the power consumption, which is indeed very convincing.

"Understood", Blommley immediately ordered his men to investigate.

It only took three minutes for the vengeful old beauties to report, "This abandoned building has used three times as much electricity in the past few months as it would normally build, and there are definitely electric tigers in it, most likely the servers that control London's power grid system."

"Send someone to investigate, and if the information is correct, as soon as the battle starts on our side, we will attack it immediately, and we must restore the London shop as soon as possible," Mr. Blomley said to a man in military uniform.

"Understood".

"Wait," Banning called out to the soldier who picked up the phone, pointing to the abandoned building on the screen and to William and Bloomley, "I suggest we attack this place immediately, kill them and draw the eyes of all the empty clothmen on the street."