The appearance of the Americans made Albert very indignant, on the one hand, he was dissatisfied with the negligence of the Soviet Union's secrecy work, and this kind of classified underground transaction actually allowed American agents to infiltrate, how thick are your old hairy nerves. Second, because the appearance of the Americans disrupted his overall plan, since Uncle Sam knew about his little ninety nine with Maozi, Albert, who was originally going to do bilateral business, had to face a difficult choice of standing in line.

Should you choose the NATO camp, led by the United States, or the Warsaw Pact, led by the Soviet Union? That's a big problem. Although he didn't like the two superpowers and only wanted to use them to complete the construction of Belgian nuclear facilities, Albert also knew that this kind of anti-bone boy had no good end since ancient times.

Needless to say, the United States has its own strong heavy industry base and a huge echelon of talents, and the British, as an old industrial power, suffered heavy losses in World War II, but still retained a certain level of industry, and when the Soviet Union developed the atomic bomb, the United States saw that this was destroying the balance of the game, so it changed its original atomic foreign policy and actively helped Britain build nuclear weapons, but the control of nuclear weapons was in the hands of the Americans. As for France, as the last of the five hooligans to develop nuclear weapons, it was still very shameless to exchange nuclear technology with the Chinese government with many technologies at that time.

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became, and Albert scolded Viktor in what little Russian he had learned, "I advise you Swallows and Crows of the Ministry of State Security to use more snacks, and use their thick giant roots or fat breasts to extract useful information from the mouths of American officials or American officials' wives, and find out which of your high-ranking people has slipped their mouths." ”

Victor was stunned, he didn't expect Albert to know the secrets of the swallow and the crow, these were originally secret erotic spies of the Ministry of State Security, who specialized in using their flesh to spy on intelligence. But he didn't think much about it at this time, he just said that the transaction time was changed, and let the four KGB agents escort the negotiators out of the house.

The security personnel around Albert packed all the materials into suitcases, and then planned to go out to leave, Albert had already prepared the back door, just to prevent this kind of situation from happening, but he didn't expect that before he went downstairs, he heard a loud explosion mixed with the screams of people downstairs.

Someone stepped on the Kramer mine lying in ambush by the door, and Victor, who was beside Albert, changed his face and took out his Uzi submachine gun to protect Albert in front of him, escorting him to another passage next to him.

Even if it was a transaction, Albert had arranged a number of retreats for himself, and as for the lives of those Soviets, Albert didn't care at all, but instead had a kind of viciousness in his heart that they were good if they died.

At the same time, agents of the U.S. Strategic Intelligence Group also launched an operation, this time with a total of twenty people and four teams. The first two teams were responsible for armed raids, while the latter two teams were responsible for heavy fire support, and ironically, they all used Albert-designed AKM rifles, which soon spread on the black market due to their excellent value for money.

One of the raiders was blasted by a Kramer mine that Albert had set up in advance to deal with the KGB agents during the assault at the back door, killing all five of them, while the other team exchanged fire with the KGB agents who were ambushed outside. The otherwise calm streets were filled with gunfire.

At the same time, the other two teams in charge of support began to move.

"Remember, we're targeting the contents of that kid's suitcase, which has been authorized by headquarters, as long as the blueprints are made, they don't care if anyone else lives or dies." The captain of the operation team, who was hiding in the car, pulled the pistol sleeve and loaded it, and quickly gave the order, "Action." ”

As soon as the group opened the door and got out of the car, they heard a sharp gunshot, and the unlucky guy who walked in front had an inexplicable blood hole in his head, and then the whole person collapsed and died on the side of the road, and the blood kept leaking onto the white stone bricks.

"Damn, there's a sniper, hurry up and find cover." Everyone was forced back into the trunk of the car, the road here was empty and there was no object for them to cover, and at this time, the sniper on the roof of the building, the White Reaper, was proudly aiming his scope at the car, muttering to himself, "Boss, I can help you get to this point, and then you have to rely on yourselves." ”

He doesn't want anything to happen to his boss at all, after all, the Belgian Strategic Resources Cooperation Company is the only one who can pay employees with such a conscience.

At this time, the security personnel in the room were escorting Albert out in an orderly manner, with the front three men pointing their guns at the front of the corridor and the one behind them observing the situation behind them.

"Encountering an enemy." Almost as soon as the enemy flashed, the gun in Victor's hand opened fire. He was in charge of suppressing the fire, and the security personnel next to him were responsible for the accurate point fire, and the opponent was caught off guard almost as soon as he appeared, one of the five operatives was killed on the spot, and the rest retreated behind cover to hide and shoot.

At this time, the security personnel also quickly protected Albert and retreated into a room, and the remaining three continued to find cover in the corridor and stalemate with each other.

"What about the second support team?" Victor, who had replaced a magazine, roared, "Have all these rice buckets been killed?" Where the hell is that guy Allen? ”

At this time, the American agents were also very depressed, not only were their original plans disrupted, but even the backup plan was no longer needed. Originally, two of their teams were in charge of the raid, but now the other support team was suppressed, and the longer it dragged on, the more unfavorable it became.

"Just spend it with these guys first." "They are raiders, and their biggest advantage is that they are taken by surprise, and the disadvantage is that they are pressed for time, and when the police and our reinforcements come, these people will have to be captured." ”

Apparently the other party also considered this problem, and one of them took out the MK2 grenade of the US army, and was about to pull out the safety pin and throw it towards Albert, and shouted, "grenada!" ”

However, as soon as he raised his hand, there was a dense sound of AKM rifles behind him.

Allen, who was in charge of support, finally rushed over at the most critical moment, and before the unlucky guy could throw the grenade out, he was shot in the back by an AKM rifle and fell to the ground, and the grenade in his hand blossomed directly in the middle of the group of agents, and the glass behind Albert was shattered with a loud bang, and the smoke was filled, and the air was mixed with a strong smell of blood.

Five agents were killed instantly.

"Clean up." Alan stared at the severed limbs and wreckage all over the ground, a little unbearable to look at it. He carefully examined each corpse and made sure that there would be no more living assassins before relenting.

Eight men escorted Albert out from the other side of the building, and the White Reaper was still in charge, suppressing the gang with unhurried rhythm and non-stop fire, so that they thought they had a chance to escape and fired a warning shot. The White Grim Reaper said that this kind of feeling that you look at me and can't hit me is very cool.

However, Albert may have gone out today without looking at the relationship of the yellow calendar, and as soon as he went out from the other exit of the stairs, he received a warning message from Tianyan in his mind, which was very short and only ten words.

"Be careful, there's a sniper, activate the shield."

Before Albert could analyze the meaning of Tianyan's words, a gunshot as the same sharp as the SVD sniper rifle echoed in his ears, and he only felt a dull pain in his chest at the same time as the gunshot, and then his head was thrown back, and his eyes were dark. In the end, he only heard the people around him shouting something, and then lost consciousness.

The sniper looked away from Albert after he fell down from the PU scope, he was a "scavenger" sent by the Soviet side, responsible for the aftermath, and the previous high-level had given him an order that once the deal broke down, Albert must be removed, what the Soviet Union could not get, other countries could not think of it.

Although the other party is only a fourteen-year-old little guy, since it is an order from a senior leader, he must choose to carry it out in cold blood.

The silent man withdrew the bullet from the still smoking Mosin Nagant, put it in his backpack and quickly went downstairs, no one would have known that there was a killer in this house, and he disappeared into an alley on the street in an instant, and the Soviet experts who negotiated were also successfully withdrawn under the cover of the KGB, leaving only the American agents who stole chickens and rice.