MI6 Operational Command Centre.

Sandra's grim gaze swept over everyone: "I want each and every one of you to cheer up, we are facing a gang of vicious terrorists, they are armed, they are well trained, they are highly dangerous. But that's why we need to find them all the more. ”

"Airplanes, ports, undersea tunnels, I hope that every place that may enter the country has our people, and it must be closely monitored 24 hours a day, and no suspect can be missed."

"Forget about those red tape, rules and regulations, if you think there is a problem with this person, then check it for me, don't care how many departments you need to transfer, how much authorization you need, I will give it all to you, you just need to do one thing well, find them out for me!"

"Informants, gangsters, street gangsters, I don't mind where your information comes from, you just need definite intelligence. If an informant tells you that you will not say it for 10,000 pounds, then you point to his nose and say, "I'll give it, if you can give me the right information!" ”

At this point, Sandra clapped her hands and shouted, "Okay, what are you still doing in a daze, start!" ”

With an order, hundreds of intelligence officers in the entire operation command center have been fully mobilized.

All flights are monitored, and passengers on each flight are screened.

On the big screen, countless surveillance images flashed, and the supercomputer ran at full capacity, analyzing the images and comparing faces.

And countless more intelligence officers called.

"Damn, I give you so much money every year, but I don't raise you for nothing, do you hear what I say, I need intelligence, intelligence!"

"What, don't ask me for any authorization, I need a list of passengers on this private airliner right now."

……

Sandra watched it all with her hands in her trouser pockets.

The huge net was already open, just waiting for the prey to burrow in.

As the minutes passed, more and more information came together.

"I found it, the informant confirmed, someone bought a batch of weapons from the black market......"

"Damn, that's not, it's an Irish gang that bought it, and my informant said their boss was going to fight the rival gang."

"I have a suspicious target here, holding a Belgian passport, which has been verified and the passport is fake......"

"Real name...... Damn, it's the killer counted by Interpol, and it's been handed over to the police. ”

……

The state apparatus is really working, and the power is shocking.

Hundreds of such small pieces of information were collected, reported level by level, screened, analyzed, and determined, and finally, a group of seven people appeared in everyone's sight.

If you put it in a normal way, you will definitely not notice these seven people, because they have all the identity documents, transit passports, and documents.

But at this very moment, a group of seven people, six blacks, and one Chinese, such a combination is worthy of the intelligence officer's suspicion.

Yes, it's suspicion, and if you think there's something wrong with you, then don't care about everything checked.

With more authorization, deeper digging, and even a network of connections, he went to investigate the European company, inventory the entire list of personnel in the branch, and determine the sudden large amount of extra money in the account of the head of the branch.

One piece of information confirms that these seven people are more and more likely to be the target.

Eventually, this piece of information was placed in front of Sandra.

Although the report is not 100% sure that this group of people is the target, 70% of the possible surnames have made Sandra coldly give the order.

"Mobilize the action team, I don't care about the process and means, I just need to catch people."

This is the method adopted by Sandra, who would rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one go.

……

Night falls, Four Seasons Hotel.

The temporary operations command center opposite the hotel is scanning every move in the target room through a thermal imager.

Sandra, who was at the headquarters, also saw the scanning results in real time through the large screen.

It's empty, the target isn't there.

Two female agents disguised as room service also entered the room with their key cards, and the room was clean and clean, leaving no traces.

The hotel's surveillance video confirmed the check-in of seven people, but strangely, there was no image of seven people going out.

Surveillance video, there must be blind spots, if these seven people are really ordinary people, will they pay attention to these details?

More and more information seems to prove one thing, these seven people are the targets of the Black Hole Project.

"Check, give me all the information about this person." Sandra pointed to Traust, who was shaking hands with the dog's head in the image, and gave the order.

Although the seven men disappeared, Sandra didn't care, because there were bigger traps waiting for them where the seven were going.

……

An ordinary house located on the outskirts of Wudu.

Spacious boulevards, neat street trees, and rows of gray-roofed houses in the style of small courtyards.

There are many such residential areas in the suburban junction of the Fog City, and from this place, it is an hour's drive to the Fog City City.

Many of the citizens of Wudu work in the city during the day and return to the suburbs at night.

This is the inevitable consequence of great urbanization.

"This is it." With a wave of his hand, the dog head motioned for Kurati to park the van across the street and quietly look at the house through the rearview mirror.

At ** o'clock in the evening, the lights of the surrounding houses were turned on, and the dog head even heard the sound of men and women arguing from the house on the left.

The target's house, on the other hand, is also lit and quiet, like all the surrounding houses, no different at all.

The dog head is not a professional intelligence agent, he can't analyze too much, he is just a warrior, determine the target, attack, it is enough.

But after five minutes of observation, the dog head did not see David.

The house was lit up, but no human figure was in sight.

After a long time, the dog head still gave up his intention to continue observing, waved his hand to Kurati, and signaled action.

Seven people, each with a submachine gun, MP5, and Uzi submachine guns, and other equipment, just one person and one pistol.

Compared to the last attack on the MI6 headquarters building, the equipment is far from good.

But the dog head thinks that this is about the same.

David has also received cell strengthening, top physical fitness, and first-class combat skills, but the dog head feels that if the seven people can't take one of him, then it is better for him to wipe his neck and commit suicide.

A group of seven people, taking advantage of the night, formed a column and quickly approached the target house.

Their footsteps are slight, their bodies are slightly arched, and although they are marching in a column, each person observes in a different direction, and they can truly see all directions and hear the six directions in the process.

As they approached the house, the seven people quickly dispersed, dodging the windows and other areas that might be exposed, looking for a vantage point, and approaching the house.

These six people, like Kurati, were originally a civilian, but due to their high potential, they could produce results in a short period of time.

The others are all soldiers of the Patriotic Liberation Front, who have been strengthened by cells and have the same first-class physical fitness.

They have also undergone a short period of training in combat skills, and they already possess considerable combat effectiveness and tactical literacy.

Working with such a person, there is also an illusion of letting the dog head return to the Excalibur Brigade in a trance.

Such teammates are very secure.

I made an action gesture, seven people, acting at the same time.

The doghead kicked open the front door, and three men broke the window and climbed into the room, while the other three broke through the back door.

The moment he rushed into the room, the gunshots rang out.

Running through the corridor, the dog head had already seen David in the living room, who was reclining on the sofa watching TV.

David's reaction speed is obviously amazing, and he is still vigilant as a mercenary, with weapons by his side at all times.

This gunshot was fired by David.

A soldier who broke through the window was shot in the shoulder, but as if nothing happened, a light roll, hiding behind a bookcase.

The dog head was not polite, the mp5 in his hand burst into bright sparks, and a series of bullets chased David and swept over.

I don't know if the dog's head deliberately released the water, or David's tactical evasion action was quick enough, and all the bullets missed, David had already jumped into the restaurant.

But he was greeted by three black holes.

Just as the dog head thought, seven people could take down David no matter what.

Moreover, these seven people are not ordinary soldiers, and the physical fitness of each of them is not below David, or even surpasses.

The absolute superiority in numbers doomed David to defeat.

Two soldiers stepped forward, took the pistol from David's hand, smashed the butt of the pistol on his knee, and made David kneel.

"It's you." David raised his head, glanced at the dog's head, and laughed coldly.

The dog took two steps forward, looked at David, and asked rhetorically, "Is it worth it?" ”

David knew what the dog head was asking, his eyes flickered, he didn't speak, and turned his head away.

Although the stain on the past has been erased, he has changed his identity, has no relatives, no friends, and perhaps at this moment, it is David himself, and he is confused about whether everything is worth it.

At least when he was a mercenary, he still had a group of comrades.

"Don't say it, do it." David closed his eyes.

When he learned that Yang Tian launched a nuclear weapon and was released by the English political axe, David expected this day to come.

As a betrayer, he didn't expect Yang Tian to let him go.

The dog head snorted lightly and said, "Although I really want to do it, Yang Tian said that he wants to know you personally." ”

With a wave of his hand, the doghead motioned for the soldier to knock David unconscious.

But just as the soldier was about to make a move, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The momentary shock only made the dog's head slightly moved.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something thrown in through the window and the door.

Flashbang!

Pitfall!

The dog's heart jumped, and in an instant he finally understood why he felt that something was wrong.

It's too easy to get information.

Without thinking about it, the doghead had already raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger in the direction of David.

In the event of a sudden attack, it is uncertain whether he can escape, and it is really not a wise choice to bring a David who may escape at any time, and killing is the best choice.

A few whispers and muffled grunts.

The next moment, the blinding light had spread out, and the whole room was as bright as day.

"Cover!"

The dog's head shouted, and with his memory, he dodged and jumped into the restaurant. (To be continued.) )