Chapter 76 of the text volume is cunning

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"Boom!"

The air shook high, and the death missile exploded in an instant, turning into a huge fireball that burned fiercely.

The airliner flew directly above the fireball, but fortunately it was far away and the airliner was not hit in any way.

The two pilots let out a long breath, beads of sweat sliding down their faces......

It's so thrilling!

What just happened? Could it be that the missile malfunctioned?

Of course not!

At this time, above the submarine, the chief of staff of the Atlantic Fleet also breathed a sigh of relief and sweated.

Yes, he personally came to command. After all, the fewer people who do this kind of thing, the better. The more people there are, the more likely they are to be exposed.

It's really dangerous, if you are 2 seconds slower, it is estimated that you will only be able to collect the body of the passenger plane.

Fortunately, in the last time, he remotely detonated the missile. Otherwise......

"Turn off the electron interferometer!"

"yes private r!"

Moments later, the British flight resumed communication.

"This is the US Atlantic Fleet, and we are conducting temporary military exercises! The airliner above, you have mistakenly entered the military restricted area, please leave immediately! ”

The voice of the chief of staff was transmitted over the airlines to the airliner's communication channel.

At this moment, the captain of the passenger plane who received this ultimatum angrily wanted to scold his mother.

Nimal Gobi, we have been driving according to the normal route, we did not expect to encounter a missile attack, if it was not for our pilot to raise the distance, thus delaying for a few seconds, now we have all been destroyed by missiles.

Why, when did the sky over the high seas also become a military exclusion zone?

In the communication channel, the captain angrily scolded the Atlantic Fleet: "I want to complain to the British government against you!" ”

"As you please!"

The chief of staff cut off the call, and a stone in his heart finally fell.

It's so dangerous, but fortunately, I'm smart, and I made up a reason in an instant.

If we ask the Ministry of Defense to add a record of military performances and make it public when the time comes, we should be able to perfunctory the past.

"Dive immediately and send me back to the Washington aircraft carrier!"

"yes private r!"

The submarine began to dive, and then sped towards the Atlantic Fleet group.

……

High in the sky, the airliner resumed its smooth flight again.

The British Foreign Secretary broke into the captain's room with a grim face.

"How's the airliner going? Is there any damage? Can you get to Boston on time? ”

Hearing this, the captain hurriedly replied respectfully: "Except for excessive fuel consumption, there is nothing else wrong." When it's time to switch the drop tank, you should be able to reach Boston on time! ”

Hearing such a reply, the Foreign Secretary was in a slightly better mood. At the same time, he was also glad in his heart.

Yes, just rejoice.

The United States must have received a diplomatic note that it was on the flight with the prince.

If this were not the case, the missile just now would definitely shoot down the flight directly, ruining Miè Alice.

The U.S. government is so ruthless!

Fortunately, the political wisdom of Mr. Prime Minister and His Majesty the Queen is very superb, and they have long guessed that the United States will make a deadly move, so they did not hesitate to arrange for themselves and two members of the royal family to take this flight together.

At present, it seems that the United States should have given up on the assassination plan, and then everyone can reach Boston safely.

And this accident gave us the British a good excuse to use as a condition for negotiation.

With this in mind, the Foreign Secretary immediately reached out and reported to Prime Minister Cameron......

……

With the smooth flight of the passenger plane, the passengers on board gradually calmed down the panic.

First Class.

Alice looked at Mrs. Smith quizzically.

She didn't understand why the agents of the Military Intelligence Agency were also on this flight, and they happened to be sitting in the front row of her all the time.

"Mrs. Smith! You...... Why are you here? ”

Hearing this inquiry, Mrs. Smith complained in her heart in frustration.

What do you mean we're here too? Do you think it's just the two of us? The first class cabin of this flight, except for the foreign secretary and two members of the royal family, was all from our military intelligence agency.

You didn't even find anything! Is our makeup really that good?

But at the meeting, Mrs. Smith smiled slightly, and said, "Hello, Miss Alice, we meet again." In the future, I will be your personal bodyguard, I hope we have a happy cooperation! ”

What the? You're going to be my bodyguard? You're a senior MI6 agent, how could you come to be a bodyguard for a little guy like me?

Alice's eyes widened as she looked at Mrs. Smith, "I...... I'm going to study at Harvard University! ”

"Hehe, it just so happens that I was also admitted to Harvard University, and I happened to go to further my studies."

Hearing this, Alice was depressed and speechless.

What does Mrs. Smith want to do? And what does the British government want to do?

At this moment, Alice, who is not deeply involved in the world, can't see through the fierce confrontation behind this scene. Moreover, it is not only the British government that wants to do something, but the five hooligans of the United Nations all want to do something.

……

France. Élysée Palace.

"Jingle bell!" "Jingle bell!" ……

The phone in the president's office rang. Moments later, the French president picked up the phone.

"Report: Miss A's (Alice) flight was hit by a missile attack just now!"

"What?!" The French president was shocked and hurriedly asked, "How is Miss A now?" ”

"The missile has self-destructed, Miss A is currently safe. We suspect that the US side did it. ”

Hearing this, the French president hung up the phone. His brow furrowed tightly, as if he was thinking about something in his mind.

After a moment, the French president called his assistant, and Yan Sù spoke.

"Inform our Atlantic Fleet and have them dispatch two carrier-based aircraft to escort the flight until it reaches US airspace!"

"Yes!"

Russia. Military Center of the Ministry of Defense.

A huge electronic screen was showing the missile attack on the passenger plane just now.

This was taken by Russian military satellites in outer space.

Yes, that's the coincidence!

"Report: The U.S. submarine has left, the flight is safe!"

Hearing the report, a general in his 60s nodded and ordered: "Continue to observe until the flight reaches the United States safely." ”

"Yes!"

Far East China. National Security Agency.

Today, the director of the Ninth Bureau, who has always been mysterious, walked out of the Security Bureau. He goes to the city center to meet a man, a beautiful mysterious woman.

"This is your new mission, and the identity has been arranged."

The mysterious woman took the text and looked at it gently.

"Are you sure 'Watermelon' will go to Harvard?" The woman asked softly.

"Convinced! As long as No. 2 (Alice) doesn't die, he'll definitely go! ”

The mysterious woman nodded, took the text and turned to leave.

The Director of the Ninth Bureau watched her silently until she could no longer see the other party's figure.

At this moment, the eyes of the director of the Ninth Bureau were a little moist, and sadness hung all over his face.

"'Cunning fox', the country will never forget you, I wish you peace!"

What the? China's ace agent 'Cunning Fox' turned out to be a woman?