The sound of propellers roared in the air, and five transport helicopters arrived over the 7th Research Institute. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Dressed in a pitch-black combat uniform, Horvath's scalp was numb as he watched the dense crowd below, and he was ready to fight the gun-wielding mob when he set out, but there was still the shadow of militants at the scene.

In addition to the wreckage on the ground, he saw only the demonstrators who had stormed the institute and the broadcast vans from the world's major media outlets.

"Sir?" the mercenary sitting next to him gave him an inquiring glance.

After a moment's hesitation, Horvath pressed on the headset and ordered.

"Descend in height and prepare for abseiling. ”

Five helicopters hovered in front of the main entrance of the institute, and dozens of special forces descended to the ground by ropes.

Crowds of protesters have stormed the institute, ambulances and fire trucks have circled the door, stretchers and cameras have moved around the grounds, and the scene has been extremely chaotic. Police reinforcements from Munich are trying to control the situation and remove unrelated people and media from the institute, but their efforts have been to no avail in the face of angry protesters and aggressive journalists.

Munich Sheriff Drek leaned anxiously next to the police car, and this time he had drawn a full 100 police officers from Munich, but it was still a drop in the bucket in the face of the protesters who had already stormed the institute.

Apparently, the reporters had found something terrible inside the institute, the numbered body bags lined up in the open space in front of the institute, and the director of the institute with a blue nose and swollen face was carried into the ambulance. The protesters asked the police who exactly to arrest, and the police asked the sheriff the same question, and Deleke didn't know how to answer the question, so he had to report the question along with his confusion.

Until now, however, his superiors had not given him any clear instructions, and had only kept repeating the phrase "keep the situation under control"

With the heavily armed mercenary, Horvath walked up to Delek and showed him his credentials to enter the cordon area...... In fact, the documents don't matter anymore, and now the warning area is full of protesters, and they can't get rid of them.

"Where's Carol?" asked Horvat, glancing at the protesting crowd, in a low voice.

"You're talking about the director of the institute, who has been lifted into the ambulance. Derek lifted his chin and pointed to the ambulance next to him, "He's looking a little miserable, you better be prepared...... When we snatched him from the protesters, we almost didn't recognize him. ”

Horvat's brow twitched, and he walked in the direction of the ambulance.

Looking at the mercenaries squeezing into the crowd, the protesters next to them cast hostile glances.

"What about our 9th Anti-Terrorist Brigade? When did Petery outsource 'anti-terrorism' to military contractors?"

"Who knows, maybe next time they'll even outsource their ballots. ”

"Aha, then I'll have to register a printing house and prepare for the bid. ”

Ignoring the crowd of protesters, Horvat pushed away the demonstrators standing in front of him, walked to the ambulance, showed his ID to the medical personnel, carried Carol out of the surrounded ambulance, frightened off the demonstrators who were about to come forward with the sound of pulling the bolt, and withdrew in the direction of the helicopter under the cover of the wall of other mercenaries.

"Shet, this guy was beaten to a pig's head. Pushing the stretcher onto the transport helicopter, one of the mercenaries whispered.

"People are right. Horvath glanced at him, instructed the medics to treat his wounds, and then turned back into the crowd.

Although he was beaten badly, fortunately, Carol who was lying on the stretcher finally had a breath left, otherwise he would really not be able to explain to his superiors.

In addition to the institute director, other researchers surrounded by mobs await rescue, and when Horvat rescues several key researchers from the locked office back to the helicopter, the dying Carol also wakes up.

Horvat asked, sitting next to him and staring him into the eye.

"What about Jeff? Why didn't I see his people. ”

It took a while for "Jeff......" for Carol to search for the owner of the name from her dizzy brain.

Coughing violently, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm his heaving chest.

"He was taken away by the rebels. ”

"How is it possible, with Jeff's skills. One of the mercenaries couldn't help but interject.

Horvath frowned, raised his hand to stop the man's words, looked at Carol and asked.

"Tell me about the details at that time. ”

"The rebels hacked into the underground research institute's security system and opened the alloy door. The last mercenaries exchanged fire with the rebel soldiers in the hallway in front of the main entrance, and Jeff led me to the back office of the lab. Then ......"

"And then?"

Recalling the disaster that had occurred an hour earlier, a hint of horror appeared on Carol's face. Pressing the fear in his heart, he recounted with difficulty the scene that had happened.

Then they quickly pushed the line to the door, and threw a grenade into the door. Jeff and the other three men lay down, but the grenade didn't explode, only a faint sound of electricity, and then they fell to the ground and couldn't get up, and were knocked out one by one by the rebels who rushed through the door. If I'm not mistaken, it should be—"

"Emp," Horvath muttered to himself, uttering the letters for him.

……

At her estate in Finland, Carmen listened quietly to the debriefing from her men on the phone.

Research Institute 7 was breached by the rebels who called themselves the "German People's Liberation Front", who released video footage of the battle in the basement of the laboratory, not only releasing evidence of suspected human experiments to the world, but also putting in the protesters who had surrounded the entrance of the laboratory.

"Traces of EMP weapons were found at the scene. Johnson said with a solemn expression.

When you mention these three letters, you don't have to guess to know who did it. Non-nuclear explosive EMP weapons, only the Star Ring Trade in the world has mastered this technology. However, Carmen still didn't expect that they would not only be able to shrink the EMP on the unguided support rocket, but also shrink it further and shrink it into a portable grenade.

After listening to Johnson's debriefing, Carmen was silent. After pondering for a long time, he picked up the phone, called the Krupp Group, instructed the 'Lightning' mechanical exoskeleton to improve the EMP weapon, and then hung up.

Hung aside for a long time, Johnson waited for Carmen's call to finish, hesitated for a moment, and asked.

“…… How do we do it now. ”

"I allow you to use all the resources of the Arrowhead Company in Germany, find them, and strangle them in the cradle. ”

"Yes. ”

Johnson bowed slightly, and walked quickly out of the office.

Looking at the closed office door, Carmen gritted her teeth. Staring gloomily at the golden apple on the table, he said word by word.

"You will pay for your stupidity. ”

(Yesterday someone on Penguin had a private chat with me and asked me if I was embarrassed to see the results of the US election, and I really didn't feel embarrassed at all, but I was surprised.) It's not an accident that Trump was elected, but an accident Why did someone ask that? If I'm not mistaken, I've said more than once that the story in the novel takes place in a parallel world, and it should not be linked to reality. Not to mention the president of the United States, which leader of China, Japan, Germany, and X is exactly the same as in reality? Why didn't anyone brush Dutt when he was president of Philippe Ribbin? Next year is another German election, so I have to be president of Petery to write about him? If I can even know the email door, why don't I buy a lottery ticket?

I'm not a prophet, and I never intended to be it, whoever the plot needs to be, will be it. It's been 19 years in the book, and the 20-year election is about to begin, since some children's shoes like that crazy man so much, it's a big deal that we will appoint him in 20~

Finally, regarding the future, the book only discusses possibilities, not inevitability. The worldview of the present world in the book is set in 16 years, and Xi Po was elected, and that's it. (To be continued.) )