"The jackals are coming......" The fire in the cellar has been extinguished, and seven or eight people in chemical protective suits enter the cellar with headlights on and begin to examine the traces left in the cellar little by little. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info "I'm coming" written in blood on the wall is so clear and dazzling. It didn't seem that the flames burned it, but it added a touch of coldness and slaughter.

Groups of people began to clean up the corpses on the ground and check for traces on the corpses. There are also people searching for shells, warheads, and judging the firing range. The men quickly walked out of the cellar. The outside had been cordoned off by a group of people, out of the cellar. The men quickly took off their chemical protective suits.

By this time it was already dark, and their faces could not be seen at all in the darkness. They silently left the cellar mouth, which smelled too great. The smell of burnt human flesh is really unpleasant. They walked away, but a large group of people were still methodically cleaning up the scene.

Several people walked up to a van on the outskirts of the cellar and lit cigarettes. Several people seemed to deliberately hide themselves in the night, and even at this time they still couldn't see their faces clearly. I can only see their figures vaguely. It was four people, one of whom was tall and thin. A well-proportioned figure. One looks at least 1.9 meters tall, tall and muscular.

The last one is extremely skinny. The four men began to smoke cigarettes when they came to the car. They had no desire to speak, and quietly waited for the results of their investigations. At this time, the thin and tall pockets suddenly vibrate. He reached for the satellite phone in his pocket, glanced at it, and picked it up.

"BOSS ......" is tall and thin, and even throws away the cigarette in his hand when he answers the phone. Respectfully, he stood up and walked out of the car. Several other people also threw away the cigarettes in their hands. Then he stood quietly beside the tall and thin man.

I heard a hoarse bass voice on the other end of the phone: "Do you know what's going on?!" A squad, that's it. I always need to know why. ”

"It's being investigated, and it's not completely clear yet......" The tall and thin man held the phone and bowed slightly respectfully: "According to the regulations, we contact them every two hours." After they lost contact, we arrived as fast as we could. But still didn't have time to ......"

The bass on the other end of the phone didn't seem to be angry, but just said lightly, "I don't blame you. But I always need to know how things happened and how they were done. This is important. When they die, they die. Since I have eaten this meal, I have imagined that I will have this day. ”

"Find out what happened as soon as possible and report it to me." The bass on the other end of the line continued, "Other teams, contact every half hour. Swap their positions a little more, and their current position should be exposed. If you continue to stay, you can only be killed by the other party one by one. ”

The tall and thin man said respectfully, "As you wish, I will order it now." I'll take care of the matter here as soon as possible, and the report will be delivered to you tomorrow afternoon at the latest...... Bosses, do we need to focus on digging them out?! We've lost several squads......"

"Claude, do you think they'll be stupid enough to be easily found by us?!" The bass on the other end of the phone, with a little helplessness, said to the tall and thin man named Claude on the other end of the phone: "The rats in London, or in England, are scared now. Some of them even left England. It's just to not have anything to do with us. ”

But the bass voice was hoarse and continued: "In this case, it will be difficult for us to dig them out. Perhaps the police officers in London should thank us, because the rats that we showed up are now afraid to move. They all cowered in fright, even though some people died. But after all, they don't need to deal with the ......."

"You guys get this done first, and remember to have the other squads on their guard." Claude replied in a low and respectful voice, "Yes!" ”

Then he saw that Claude hesitated, but still gritted his teeth: "BOSS, I think we can't go on anymore." We've lost several squads, and the intelligence system has failed. The service station is now ......"

"What do you want to say?!" The bass voice on the other end of the line interrupted Claude's words, and Claude exhaled deeply. Gritting his teeth, he said in a deep voice: "I think we should stop the operation, not only will we not achieve any results if we continue like this." And it's likely that all of them will be wiped out......"

The bass on the other end of the phone didn't speak again, and the cold sweat on Claude's face seeped out. Even the other three people around him looked at Claude with high nervousness. Finally, after about two or three minutes of silence, the bass voice finally came back on the other end of the phone: "These are not things you should think about, just do your thing." ”

"Remember, don't reveal your location and identity. I don't care how many people died in those squads. You can't have problems. Do you understand?! Claude felt a chill behind him. In the silence just now, his back was already soaked with sweat. Holding the phone, Claude nodded solemnly: "I understand." BOSS, I'll hand over the report to you on time......"

No one noticed that there was a clump of green leaves hanging from the canopy of a tree in a grove about a kilometer away from here. This green leaf is slowly coming down from the tree. His figure was as soft and swift as a spirit in the woods, and he quickly disappeared into the woods.

More than ten minutes later, the figure slowly walked out on a country road at the other end of the woods. In the field, a dilapidated farmhouse pickup truck was parked quietly on the side of the road. The old man who looked like a bearded old farmer was dozing off without a match.

The figure opened the door and boarded the car. When the figure boarded the car, the dozing old farmer yawned and finally woke up. I saw that the figure quickly took off all the clothes on his body, and at the same time took a set of slightly shabby clothes and pants from behind the chair and quickly put them on.

The old farmer, who woke up from his sleep, casually handed him a pack of wet wipes. After the figure took it, he tore it open and took out the wet wipe. Quickly smeared it on his face a few times. Soon, he showed his typical oriental face, and smeared the oil paint off his face in three or two strokes.

At this time, the old man calmly handed him a box of tissues. The face of the face took the paper towel and quickly wiped off the marks left by the wet paper towel on his face. Then I took the eyebrow pencil and drew a few lines on my face, and looked in the rearview mirror to make my skin tone and face more Middle Eastern. Then he took a box of colored hair wax and rubbed it on his short hair a few times.

After a while, a middle-aged man with gray hair of Middle Eastern descent appeared in the car. At this time, the old man driving took a look at the figure of tidying up. Only then did he start the pickup truck and slowly drove forward.

"We've been staring at the ticket man. Soon their identities will be figured out. The old man who was driving the car said lightly: "The only thing we can help you is here." You'll need to take care of the rest yourself. If you need to deliver a message, or the tools we can provide. ”

Hou Dasheng nodded and said softly, "Thank you!" This is over, and if I don't die, then I owe you a favor. ”

"Mr. Hou Dasheng, cook, this is our repayment to you." The old man said lightly: "The overall interests of the legion have not been lost in France. Even now it's more stealthy and more controllable. You have a lot to do in this. What you have done to the family of Cilicex, we will remember. ”

After a pause, the old man said solemnly: "But we also have our own principles, and we will repay you for favors." But in the future, there will only be a grudge between you and the Celestian family, and nothing to do with the legion. Even Benoit can't use the resources of the Legion to help you with anything. We hope you understand. ”

Next to this old man, it is naturally Hou Dasheng. And he had no objection to the old man's words. After a brief conversation, the two sides naturally fell silent. The car slowly left the country road and soon entered a road.

After driving along the highway for a while, I saw a car already waiting. The pickup truck stopped, and Hou Dasheng opened the door and got out of the car and got into the back seat of the sedan. There was a suit on the back seat, and Hou Dasheng quickly changed into it. When he was able to change it, the car started again......

Everything was plain and orderly, and Hou Dasheng returned to the hotel room smoothly. After ordering a piece of pasta through the front desk, he went to bed to rest. After a while, the snoring sounded slowly. He slept soundly, but many people in London couldn't sleep at this time.

There seems to be no waves in the calm city of London, but in the suburbs you will notice that there are more cars. It seems that quite a few people are moving together in the middle of the night, and some people have entered the city of London. Lived in some nondescript residential buildings.

Others disappeared into the night, taking refuge in abandoned areas of the city. The crowd in the cellar had disappeared, and an engineering convoy had arrived silently. The mill on the side was pushed and the cellar was soon completely filled. Others planted some weeds on it.

In the middle of nowhere, it seems that nothing has ever happened. In a nondescript office building on the edge of London, Claude was constantly scrolling through the reports submitted with red eyes. Sort these reports with a frown......