The death of Nash, the British National Police Inspector, was a tragedy for the Fenton government.

This deprives them of their most reliable helper, the most powerful weapon they can use against the Resistance. However, grief always passes, and how to choose Nash's successor is the most important thing.

The Americans have begun to intervene strongly in the internal affairs of the Fenton government, and they are eyeing the position left by Nash. As for whether it is Colonel Jed or Lieutenant Colonel Mills, it is not very relevant to them who will succeed them.

And Colonel Jed and Lieutenant Colonel Mills, two natural rivals, have shown their own powers, desperately trying to show their abilities in order to be able to sit in this position.

One has won over the prime minister, the other has won over the defense minister, and neither wants to lose to the other easily. On the contrary, they relaxed about their jobs.

Nash's funeral took place on a rainy day. The weather in London had been exceptionally sunny a few days ago, but now it has returned to rainy weather. Probably God is foreshadowing something.

Many Americans and high-ranking officials of the Fenton government attended the funeral, and no matter how much of Nash's life and no matter how many enemies he set up for himself, he is now a dead man, and the British still understand this.

"This is a respectable person, this is a respectable person."

President Fenton read the eulogy in a deep voice, and the gentlemen and wives below listened silently, and some people couldn't help but turn red when they thought of the situation in Britain today.

Yes. They are not crying for Nash, but for their own destiny and future. Not so long ago, the situation looked very good. But in the blink of an eye, everything has changed.

Nash, who was responsible for protecting London and keeping them safe, is dead, so what will happen to them? Will they become prisoners of the enemy, or will they die at the guns of the enemy?

Everyone wants to know the answer.

"Lieutenant Colonel Moyol" quietly stood beside Lieutenant Colonel Mills, and he looked around: "What about Colonel Jed?" Didn't he come? ”

"Yes." Mills nodded: "General Gandra has convened an emergency military meeting, and Jade must attend. Hey, Lt. Col. Moyol. What do you think about Nash's death? ”

"It's a shame." Wang Weiyi sighed: "Although I haven't known Nash for a long time, I admire him very much, a guy who regards work as more important than his own life." ”

"yes. It's a pity that such a person died at the hands of the underground resistance......" Mills looked a little helpless when he said this: "Over the years, Nash has been fighting stubbornly against the underground resistance, and he has never given up, even his own family. It's a pity. He finally couldn't fight his fate......"

Wang Weiyi nodded: "Maybe the fate of each of us has already been doomed......

At this time, Nash's coffin began to enter the tomb, and it was a little strange that none of Nash's immediate family members were present, only one of his distant aunts appeared. And it is said that the aunt had never met Nash, and had been brought to London by the Fenton government from a small town in the middle of nowhere, and had promised her a large sum of money.

"Nash didn't have any relatives for a long time......" presumably seeing Lieutenant Colonel Moyol's confusion, Mills explained in a whisper, "He's offended too many people in that position, and I've heard of such a thing." When Nash was young, his family was in great difficulty, and one of his relatives was there to help them. Last year, this relative of his rescued a wounded member of the underground resistance, and after the eventual arrest of Nash, can you imagine the shock on his relative's face......

"How's that guy doing?" Wang Weiyi asked.

"Dead in prison." Mills shook his head helplessly: "This incident has ruined Nash to some extent, and no one dares to approach him anymore." So when Fenton personally extended an invitation to his family in the name of the president, all of them turned it down on all sorts of pretexts, and I heard some of them gloating over it...... In the end, there was no way out, and Fenton didn't know where he got this old woman to replace him...... Nash's enthusiasm for his work is like that of a pilgrim, but it has cost him so much and so much......

"It's not a mania for work, it's a mania for power." Wang Weiyi said lightly: "He is obsessed with the power in his hands, and he is unwilling to let go of it for a minute, which is his core interest." If anyone offends him, he will make him think of you as his enemy. He has all the power in his own hands, and when he dies, I believe that all the departments he manages will soon be in chaos......"

Mills was a little surprised that "Lieutenant Colonel Moyol" would say such a thing...... But if you think about it, what "Lieutenant Colonel Moyol" said is actually not unreasonable...... Now that Britain's intelligence agencies, especially those directly under Nash's direct control, have fallen into a state of leaderlessness, many ongoing cases have stalled, and the FBI and CIA do not have as many people to share responsibility for the British, which has also allowed the activities of the underground resistance groups to be rampant again......

Probably this is the result of Nash's refusal to relinquish power......

"Lieutenant Colonel Moyol, did you know that after Nash's death, Fenton set up a 'Anglo-American Special Cooperation Intelligence Bureau' for Lu?" Mills asked suddenly.

Wang Weiyi shook his head, and Mills lowered his voice: "The vacuum left by Nash must be replaced by us Americans, but let an American directly become the British National Police Chief." This made the British emotionally unacceptable, so this organization was set up, and the position of the director of intelligence is actually equivalent to the previous national police commissioner......"

In fact, there is no need for Mills to say anything, Wang Weiyi has already known the Tao. Jade and Mills were staring at the position. No one wants to lose to the other. This was a very difficult thing for Fenton to do.

With the FBI on one side and the CIA on the other side under the support of the Secretary of Defense, both sides wielding enormous power, what choice should Fenton make?

"If you had a choice, who would you support, Lieutenant Colonel Moyol?" Mills asked the question.

"I think I'll probably stand in your shoes......" Wang Weiyi said slowly.

A smile crossed Mills' lips, and he didn't expect Lieutenant Colonel Moyol to do him much in this matter. But at least it sounds very comfortable.

When the last handful of dirt also fell on the coffin, a fierce gunshot suddenly rang out. This immediately caused the guests here to panic. Immediately afterward, the gunfire became urgent.

"What's going on?" Fenton screamed in rage.

"Mr. President. A large number of militants appeared in the surrounding area. The head of the Secret Service, Ms. Morisha, hurried to the president's side: "They are attacking, but rest assured, our bodyguards and federal agents are preventing the enemy from approaching, and reinforcements will arrive soon." ”

President Fenton is not scared right now. Instead, I felt a kind of anger. Nothing like this has ever happened before. Because all the routes and security of Fenton's travel are all under Nash's responsibility, even the Secret Service has to consult Nash. But now that Nash is dead, everything is in shambles...... It is said that the route for the president's funeral had been arranged the night before...... Now, there are guys from the underground resistance who have captured the president's location so accurately......

"Damn it, these damn guerrillas." Mills angrily pulled out his pistol: "Lieutenant Colonel Moyol, you are here, I'll go to the front and have a look." ”

"Good, Lieutenant Colonel Mills." Wang Weiyi calmly watched Mills leave. Then he quickly approached the direction of President Fenton and the senior officials of the British government.

"Stop, stop!" The president's bodyguard pulled out his pistol and shouted at Wang Weiyi.

"Hey. Don't shoot, I'm Lieutenant Colonel Moyol, a senior investigator at U.S. Army Intelligence! Wang Weiyi raised his hand to indicate that he was not carrying any offensive weapons in an attempt to approach the president.

"That's enough, let him come over, I know that Lieutenant Colonel Moyol." An irritated Prime Minister Wilkins asked the bodyguard to put down the gun in his hand.

Prime Minister Wilkins was also annoyed at this moment, they had never been upset by such a thing in the past, but after Nash's death, Prime Minister Wilkins was forced to directly ask the president about the safety of travel, but even so, something went wrong. And where is the waste of the Secret Service, the experience of their usual protection of the president?

"Lieutenant Colonel Moyol, do you have any good suggestions?" Prime Minister Wilkins didn't have many polite words: "All three intersections are full of enemies, those damned guerrillas have mobilized a lot of force, and the security force is obviously insufficient, and now Mr. President can't get out of here in a car." And it will take another ten minutes for reinforcements to arrive. ”

"Mr. President, Mr. Prime Minister, I advise you to get out of here immediately." Wang Weiyi said without hesitation: "I don't think the guerrillas have more than that. ”

Chancellor Wilkins hesitated, then whispered something in President Fenton's ear...... President Fenton nodded slightly: "Morrissa, now Lieutenant Colonel Moyol will take over my security work. ”

Wang Weiyi was no longer polite: "Take Mr. President out of here immediately, quickly, go there, go there!" ”

With that, he took the lead and headed towards the place he had said, and the bodyguards quickly protected the senior British government officials, including the president and the prime minister, and followed him.

It was a grove on the edge of the cemetery, and when the men arrived, something happened that left them dumbfounded...... Three gunships suddenly appeared in the sky, and then the gunships began to strafe the ground, and the gunships even carried terrible missiles!

In an instant, the cemetery was completely immersed in explosions and flames. Those who did not have time to escape. One after another collapsed in a pool of blood under the attack of the helicopters, and the cries of sorrow kept coming here.

The faces of the British officials hiding in the grove changed completely. If they had gotten out of there one step too late, maybe they would have become dead like Nash.

Now the eyes they looked at Lieutenant Colonel Moyol had completely changed to gratitude and respect......

"Lieutenant Colonel Moyol. Thank you for your efforts, if it weren't for you I think something terrible would have happened......"

Before Prime Minister Wilkins could say anything, Wang Weiyi interrupted him: "Now is not the time to say gratitude, all the bodyguards form the first line of defense, and we must buy time." Moresha, what about our air cover? Isn't there protection from the air when the president travels? ”

"I don't know what to do." Morissa hurriedly replied, "There should be." But our helicopter didn't show up for nothing. ”

Fenton glared at Morissa rather dissatisfied, but there was nothing to do now, but he could only hope that reinforcements would arrive as soon as possible...... Thankfully. The three helicopter gunships never discovered the grove, otherwise the consequences would have been really dire......

The bodyguards and federal agents did their best, but despite the guerrillas' numbers, they were never able to get close to the area. The three helicopter gunships, which were wreaking havoc, then left the scene.

Less than ten minutes. Reinforcements finally appeared. The appearance of tanks and armored vehicles in the British army eased the tension at once. The guerrillas saw the regular army and quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

President Fenton is finally out of danger......

The tragic attack, which resulted in 28 dead and 51 wounded, was the most horrific since the Fenton government began. So much so that when the Fenton government reappeared at the cemetery under the protection of the military, its face was full of sadness and anger.

He was not angry at how many people had died, but because of the incompetence of his men. Things that never happened in the past are happening now. Will you dare to come out in the future? Will you dare to leave the presidential palace in the future?

When the news of Nash's death reached his ears, Fenton felt nothing but grief. There's nothing else to feel yet, yet. Now the impact of Nash's death is on full display. Especially the director of her secret service, Morisha, she only knew that she did what Nash told her in the past, and she had no idea at all, and once she was allowed to take charge alone, she almost made the Fenton government reimburse all of them.

But the problem is that Fenton can't say anything more, Morisha was appointed by him personally, because in the past, Morrissa was his secret lover before he became president, and this time it should be regarded as a return for her.

Fenton refused to let him get out of here immediately, and he felt it was time to exert his influence. He ordered the immediate start of rescuing the wounded and pursuing the fleeing guerrillas. The more times like this, the more it can reflect the calmness of a president.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the "Lieutenant Colonel Moyol" who had been protecting him, and Fenton said silently: "Thank you for your efforts, Lieutenant Colonel Moyol." I think if it weren't for you this time, we would have suffered a very big loss, what kind of reward do you need from me? ”

"I don't need any reward, Mr. President." Wang Weiyi replied calmly: "Although I am not your bodyguard, this is also my duty. But allow me to say an offensive remark, this is not something that a president should encounter, and your Secret Service is truly incompetent. ”

This time it came to Fenton's thoughts. In fact, he also knew that the crux of the problem was not that the people in the Secret Service were incompetent, but that they had relied too much on Nash before, and once Nash died, not only them, but even the entire British intelligence agency did not know what to do.

The situation must be changed immediately, and Nash's successor must be chosen immediately. At this moment, Fenton has made up his mind.

Prime Minister Wilkins also came to their side: "Mr. President, more than a dozen of the guerrillas have been killed, all the others have fled, we are in pursuit, and the wounded have been properly resettled, and I am extremely sorry for this incident." ”

This is, after all, a matter in which Prime Minister Wilkins personally intervened. But Fenton shook his head and said, "No, it's none of your business, but we have a big internal problem, Mr. Prime Minister, immediately summon an emergency meeting, ah, invite General Gandra to join us." I think it's time to find Nash's successor. ”

President Fenton felt that the matter could not be delayed for a minute. Before leaving, he shook hands with "Lieutenant Colonel Moyol" and said, "Lieutenant Colonel Moyol, thank you again for your efforts, I promise you will receive my commendation." ”

Wang Weiyi smiled faintly. Perhaps when he told Fenton that the entire attack was planned by himself, many people were involved in the attack, including the appearance of helicopter gunships, including the government helicopter responsible for protecting the sky, which inexplicably did not show up, all of which were the work of countless people.

What would Fenton's face look like if he knew the truth? Maybe he will kill himself on the spot?

But no matter what, everything is going according to my own vision, step by step! (To be continued......)