Three days later, in the early morning, in the Mexican port city of Tampico. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

By the time the Trident left the dock, the morning sun had already risen to the surface.

Inside, dozens of fishing boats have either anchored or are preparing for sailing, and the docks are filled with busy crew members and fishermen.

In fact, the "Trident" is just a 500-ton ocean-going fishing vessel.

Choosing such a name for pulling the wind is nothing more than hoping for smooth sailing.

The fishing boats are not big, but they are large enough to cross the Atlantic.

Hundreds of years ago, Columbus was brought to the Americas by a small sailing ship of several hundred tons.

After sailing out of port, the "Trident" sounded its whistle and began to accelerate at the same time.

It took about an hour for the Trident to sail out of territorial waters and into the open sea.

At this time, Zhao Yu came to the deck.

He was accompanied by Nicholas and more than a dozen of Musharraf's men.

Their ship last night squatted all night in the cargo hold full of fishy smell, and it was bumpy for more than an hour, and Zhao Yu had already suffocated.

Before he could stand firm, Nicholas rushed out, climbed onto the side of the ship, and vomited out all the contents of his stomach.

"I don't want to stay in this place for a second. Zhao, when will we be able to go ashore? ”

Zhao Yu shook his head with a wry smile and handed over the mineral water.

Although he is not an ace agent like Wang Dong, Zhao Yu has been on several field missions, and he has experienced storms and waves, so he doesn't feel that he is guilty of being on a fishing boat.

Anyway, they left the United States.

Zhao Yu also knew that Nicholas was just talking casually.

In order to survive, he hid in the cave found by "Dragon Three" for a whole year, until he ran out of food and fresh water.

Compared to a cave, the cargo hold of a fishing boat is a paradise.

What's more, you only have to endure ten days and half a month.

At this time, several operatives went to the deck.

They are all people found by Musharraf, but they have all been loyal to Wang Dong, become Wang Dong's subordinates, and follow Wang Dong to the end of the world.

Now, their mission is to escort Zhao Yu and Nicholas to Scotland to meet up with a woman named Serena.

Who is Serena?

Wang Dong didn't explain, and Luo Qing didn't say much, just told Zhao Yu that he would know when he arrived in Scotland, and he could trust her absolutely.

It's just that Wang Dong, Luo Qing and Musharraf are not on the ship.

After sending Zhao Yu and them across the border, Wang Dong, Luo Qing and Musharraf were killed.

Although in Zhao Yu's opinion, since he has fled the United States, there is no need to kill back for a while, even if Elis, codenamed "Machiavelli", is indeed a great threat, but Zhao Yu also knows that if everyone flees together, it is very likely that none of them will be able to escape.

As long as Wang Dong and they are active in the United States, Elise will not send people to Mexico to hunt down Nicholas.

Now, Wang Dong, how are they?

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Without saying a word, Elise looked at Dylan, who was sitting across from him, still fiddling with the gold-plated Montblanc fountain pen for more than ten minutes.

Until the phone on the desk rang.

"It's me......" Elis grabbed the microphone.

Dylan was still fiddling with his pen nonchalantly, not seeming to pay attention to Elise's expression at all.

"Okay, I got it. If you have something new to discover, contact me immediately. Putting down the microphone, Elise let out a long breath and said to Dylan, "The search is over, only two bodies have been found, and it is tentatively confirmed that they died from a gunshot, not in the crash." ”

Dylan frowned and put down his pen.

"In addition, a cremated body was found about five kilometers from the crash site, and there were traces of a large number of people moving at the scene. According to the preliminary identification results, the deceased had multiple comminuted fractures on his body, which was suspected to have fallen from a height and died. In addition, some parachute accessories were found at the scene. ”

"Parachute?"

"It is clear that before they were shot down by fighters, they parachuted."

"Can you confirm?"

"The call is from General Burton, what do you say?"

Dylan sighed and said, "I'll bring people over now, and no matter how hard it takes, I'll find them and kill them." ”

"Do you think it's too late to get over now?"

Dylan gritted his teeth and controlled his emotions.

"It's been three days, and if they had decided to escape, I'm afraid they would have left the United States long ago. Just cross the border and go to Mexico, don't try to find them. ”

"What do you want me to do?"

"They won't just run away, at least not the people who assisted Zhao Yu in coming to the United States to find Nicholas."

"Don't run away, they ......"

"Now, they have access to the information that Nicholas has and know the truth of the matter. It's just that not only did they not get rid of Nicholas, but they also took Nicholas, at least our people did not find Nicholas's body, indicating that they were interested in it. ”

Dylan's brow jumped a few times and he closed his mouth as well.

As a mercenary, he knows what to ask and what not to ask.

"If they're going to escape, they're going to get away. If they don't plan to escape, they'll come back when they get the information. ”

"Come back?"

Elise rubbed his forehead vigorously before he said, "Go and prepare, and then set off to the Valley Manor." ”

"How many people do you want to bring?"

"Bring them all, bring all the people you can find."

"Understood, I'll arrange it right away."

"Also, bring enough weapons and equipment, especially heavy weapons. Don't forget, they destroyed an airbase three days ago! ”

Dylan nodded, got up and left Elis's office.

Ten minutes later, a helicopter landed on the roof of the building.

At this time, inside the coffee shop opposite the building.

Wang Dong was flipping through a copy of the day's newspaper when he glanced up when the helicopter flew away.

Outside the exit of the underground parking lot of the building, Luo Qing, who was dressed as a white-collar worker, stood on the side of the road and made a phone call, his movements were a little exaggerated, and his expression was a little angry.

When the three off-road vehicles came out of the parking lot, Luo Qing suddenly turned around and crossed the intersection.

With the screeching sound of brakes, the off-road vehicle in front of it rushed to stop less than half a meter away from Luo Qing.

Luo Qing looked startled and quickly ran away, while raising his middle finger at the driver of the off-road vehicle.

The driver of the off-road vehicle was enraged and scolded twice, but under the reminder of his companion, he immediately started the off-road vehicle and did not bother with Luo Qing.

Luo Qing didn't give up, rushed forward, took off a high-heeled shoe and smashed it towards the off-road vehicle that was driving away.

This image is typical of small American citizens.

The heels hit the dirt bike, but the dirt bike drove away, only to add a fingernail-sized tracking device to the butt of the last dirt bike.

At this time, the car driven by Musharraf drove past.

After seeing Luo Qing get into the car, Wang Dong put down the newspaper, drank the coffee in the cup, left a few dollars in tips, and then got up and left the café.

The car didn't drive away, but stopped under the pretext of waiting for Wang Dong.