"Johnny, Abu just asked if you have any plans for long-range precision strikes?" Brand said to Johnny on the radio.

"God! It's so exciting to hear your voice in the headphones! Well, I mean, get Abu ready for our retreat. Johnny said.

"So you've solved the distress signal problem?" Brand asked.

"Solved, well, it should be said that our old friend FSB helped us solve it." Johnny said.

“Shit！ Those lunatics couldn't have detonated a cloudburst bomb in London, right? Brand said in a complaining tone.

"Hmm, did the 'director team' open a spy satellite for us at the same time as restoring the radio signal?" Johnny quipped.

"You can't be drinking fake whiskey, how can the 'director's team' provide us with ...... Wait, you're not trying to tell me that those FSB lunatics actually detonated a cloudburst bomb in the city of London, right? Brand almost dropped his jaw when he heard the news.

"Bingo! They detonated a cloudburst bomb at New Scotland Yard, were they surprised, surprised? Johnny said.

"Well, firing a 'Shmir-2' individual cloud burst bomb at the Metropolitan Police is indeed in line with their usual style." Brand is also accustomed to the bad habits of his old opponents who dare to blow everything up.

"No, no, no! It's not a little guy like 'Shmir,' it's the kind we've encountered in Donetsk, and I think you should have a deep memory of it." Johnny said.

“hat？ Uh, that, that Metropolitan Police superintendent is okay? For a moment, Brand was a little speechless.

"Well, if that guy with Buzz on his shoulder hadn't escaped from his office in time, he would probably have become a piece of black charcoal by now!" Johnny's answer made Brand realize that it was a very Russian explosion.

"Alright, I see, I'll be ready with Abu to assist you in your retreat as planned. The USS Mississippi is trying to get in touch with the Green Paint Zone, and hopefully we can get in touch with them soon. Honestly, the commander of the Green Paint District is too abrupt, and they shouldn't have let the f.s. f.b. frenzy take over the task in London, which are notoriously ......," Brand muttered with some subtlety.

"Brand, you're wrong! Those FSB lunatics are probably just teleported over like us! Johnny interrupted Brand's rambling.

"Oh! I have a headache! I need a bottle of fast-acting heart pills, it's so exciting! Those lunatics better blow themselves up! XX raised the 'director team'! "Brand won't be able to accept this fact for a while.

Blow yourself up? Inexistent! Although Ivanovich and his team participated in a lot of actions that caused the hostages to hang up, they would not do such a stupid thing as detonating a cloud burst bomb that would affect them, and they were not two fools like Zhang Pingfan and Zhu Han.

In an underground chamber in a mansion not far from the collapsed New Scotland Yard, a man wearing an oxygen mask looked at his luminous watch, then knocked on the cast-iron door of the chamber to signal that the crew could move.

Another strong man who received the signal lit the lighter, and the flames were blazing! This suggests that the sealing measures they had made before were enough to keep the place safe from the lack of oxygen caused by the cloud explosion.

Obviously, a few wagons were not enough for Ivanovich and his team to escape the British police, but a cloud blast from a cloud bomb would.

The cloud explosives that were thrown away were fully mixed with the air and exploded violently, and their detonation time was dozens of times longer than that of ordinary bombs, and the intrusion time of high temperature and high pressure to the surrounding targets was also dozens of times, and at the same time, the surrounding oxygen was exhausted.

Unlike Johnny, Ivanovich and his team did not have a strong support like the Mississippi, so they had to risk using dangerous methods such as detonating cloudbursts to escape the pursuit of the British.

I have to say that the methods of those FSB maniacs are simple and crude, but they are extremely effective! The British had no strength left to pursue the attackers at this time, and in the face of a strange attack scene that they had never seen before, their brains were simply not enough!

The stone building of New Scotland Yard, which was the size of a small fortress, had already collapsed in half, and after the white mist that rose into the air suddenly turned into orange-red fire, the ground around dozens of football fields was full of glittering fire.

Trees were knocked down by the shock wave, doors and windows of houses were torn apart by air waves, and some half-timbered buildings that were not very strong even collapsed directly, and screams were heard everywhere!

Rescuers arrived to find charred bodies strewn across the rubble, and in some of the buildings that could withstand the shock wave, the bodies of the dead were intact, with no signs of shrapnel, but their mouths were wide open, apparently they were all suffocated, and some even scratched their own throats before dying.

At this time, the greens have not launched indiscriminate attacks all over the world, and even if the sun never sets on it, it is the first time that the empire has dealt with such an unfortunate matter in its own heartland.

Most of the rescuers were so shocked by what they saw that firefighters refused to enter the rubble to carry out rescues.

In the area affected by the explosion, people rushed out in a disorderly and panic, and the initiators of the chaos easily left the encirclement that had been difficult to fly by posing as the victims of the disaster.

The chaos is not limited to the Victoria Causeway, where the attacks in Liverpool and Plymouth have long been a source of panic in the British Isles, and the bombings in New Scotland have completely lost confidence in the British authorities.

A large number of city dwellers in London have begun to flee to the countryside, and the police department, which has been deploying more police to Victoria Embankment at the time of the incident, is now faced with an embarrassing situation where no one is available. At this point, they were barely running out of manpower to maintain order, let alone sifting through the flow of people pouring out of London.

"Sir, we've found some radio signals, but we still can't get in touch with the Green Paint Zone." A strong man, Maozi, said to Ivanovic.

"Could it be a signal from the British?" Ivanovich said.

"Well, sir, it's been ten years before the Americans first broadcast on the radio, so where is the signal from the British?" The strong man said.

"So those signals should have been sent by the rats of the X Bureau? Then let's go and take some measures for the two fools we pulled out! Ivanovic said.

In fact, Zhu Han has not been tortured since he was taken away by the people of New Scotland Yard, and the British are not sure of the identity of his spy, even after Ya Na's Japanese, which is not even two knives, was pierced by the detectives of Scotland Yard, the British only deducted him with a name for falsifying evidence.

Second, due to the vacillating attitude of the parliament on the question of whether to declare war on the Great Song Empire, the detectives of Scotland Yard did not know how to deal with this hot potato.

They will also use their hands to force confessions, but in case the Song people finally break with Nima and the Russians and fall over, who will carry the pot of torture? But there is a precedent for the Great Song people in southern Africa to make trouble by using the origin of the death of a so-called son of a parliamentarian?

So Zhu Han has been served with good food and drink, and Scotland Yard is also looking for opportunities to dump the pot to the Ministry of the Interior or the Admiralty.

After getting Ivanovic's instructions, the FSB madmen came up and gave Zhu Han, who was still ignorant, a fat beating.

These two fools have the heart to recruit, but their psychological quality is too poor, and they can't grasp the point when they are beaten, although they also want to sell their friends, but they shout a lot of bad things related to Zhang Pingfan, in the eyes of those FSB maniacs, they are deliberately resisting!

"Big brother! Don't fight, what I said is true, I only have one accomplice, and he went to another safe house to pick up his phone before I was taken away by the people of Scotland Yard. At this time, Zhu Han, who had lost a few teeth, was already a little slurred.

"Cell phone?" The tortured FSB madman asked.

"Yes, there is only a text message from the 'director team' that allows us to contact the green paint area." Zhu Han said weakly.

"Wait, you mean the green paint zone?" This will be the turn of the torture Mao Zi to be confused.

"Are you saying that the camp that the 'director team' has arranged for you is the green paint zone?" Another Maozi asked.

I've been emotionally beaten for so long, and I'm actually a friendly army?

"Captain, the people we fished out are friendly soldiers, and like us, they are also traversers who have been unable to contact the Green Paint Zone since they teleported." As he spoke, he hid his bloodied fist behind his back.