Early the next morning, Chen Mo got up early, washed up and had breakfast.

Today is a good show, the United States dispatched a commando team to hunt down Reidman, he has been waiting for this scene for more than a month, and today he finally waited.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Xiao Yu looked at Chen Mo with some surprise.

In her understanding, Chen Mo has always been very calm and calm, not an anxious person, and today is a little different from usual.

"There is something to do, I need to go over early, and I will come back early in the evening to accompany you and Wushuang." Chen Mo said.

"Okay." Xiao Yu didn't ask much, helped Chen Mo tidy up his clothes a little, and watched him and Mo Nu leave.

Rushed to the company's No. 1 building, it was only 8:20, and before it officially started, Chen Mo found a seat and sat down, waiting for the show to begin.

"They're leaving."

Mo Nu projected the live broadcast onto the screen in front of Chen Mo.

This is the live camera footage on the head of the American commandos, which was transmitted back to Washington and the CIA through the live broadcast signal, and Chen Mo was also fortunate to share this first-person view of the picture.

But now the commandos are still on the plane, and all they see is a dark picture, without much light.

The show hasn't really started yet.

Chen Mo has already done it in his seat, if there is a watermelon at this moment, it is a typical appearance of the people who eat melons, if outsiders see Chen Mo's cheap appearance, they will definitely want to strangle him.

Like Chen Mo, who was watching the live broadcast, there were also high-level executives in the United States.

At this time, in the special intelligence room of the White House, there were these bigwigs sitting around. In addition to Trump, there are vice presidents, secretaries of state, secretary of defense, general staff, admirals of the Navy. General, the president's security adviser, the director of the White House office, the chief of counterterrorism, the director of national intelligence, etc., including the assistant to the commander-in-chief, who controls the video transmission, the room was full of more than a dozen people, and it seemed a little crowded.

They all got the relevant information about Reidman.

Knowing that Reedman was the leader of the RS organization, all the secret services actively cooperated, and through a series of documents and agreements, prepared for the operation.

In the special room at this time, there was no such relaxed mood as Chen Mo, everyone was staring at the screen with a solemn face. Everyone was anxiously waiting, but the plane had not yet arrived at its destination, and the operation had not yet begun.

"How long will it take to reach your destination?" Trump crossed his fingers, put them between his legs, and asked.

"It's about another forty minutes."

The Director of Intelligence answered his question, and the chamber fell silent again, with everyone occasionally looking at the papers on the table. This matter is related to their faces, and now they are more or less worried about the problem of action.

The same picture also appeared in the command center of the CIA headquarters.

Lina stared intently at the live broadcast screen, and under her calm appearance, her palms were unconsciously clasped together.

This is her shameful action, and if the commandos can't kill the other party, then she will be left with a shame that cannot be washed away, and the consequence is that she will also have to roll down from this position.

Aid the RS organization, if this matter is exposed, they will become the laughing stock of the world.

If this operation is successful, their assistance operation can also be called "investigation, leading the snake out of the hole". And this plan may also be written into textbooks. But if they fail, they will be nailed to a pillar of shame for posterity to laugh at.

The CIA has just come out of the shadows after the last crisis of the clown organization leaking the list of operatives, and if this problem occurs again, it will also be devastating to the morale of the CIA, and she cannot afford this price and consequences.

So she could only pray in her heart that the commando team would succeed in this operation, and then they could also get rid of the other members of the RS organization.

Live footage on the plane.

Grant sat quietly with his eyes half-squinted, no one on the plane talking, and most of the team members were already asleep.

They have all experienced the rain of bullets, and every team member has a strong quality in their hearts, and they can still fall asleep at this time, so they can't talk about nervousness at all.

The headphones remained silent, and Grant knew that it was time for the decisive battle.

For today's operation, their team has been practicing for nearly a month.

They have all read the information of the target many times, the mastermind behind the VFV bio-horror, the mastermind behind the Angora chaos. These two items alone are enough to illustrate the terrifying and threatening nature of the target.

To make sure nothing went wrong, they sent four Black Hawk gunships and four teams of team members over.

Two teams of team members are responsible for supporting and preventing the other party from escaping from the sea, and two groups of team members are responsible for landing on the island and launching operations, and Grant's team is the team that hunts the target.

The plan is to rappel and appear as an airborne surprise soldier to catch the opponent off guard.

The target is on an isolated island, and unless the other party has a submarine, it will be difficult to fly with wings, and it will almost certainly be a turtle in an urn. But what they need is to get the job done with zero casualties.

"Flew across the border."

"One minute to prepare."

The sound from the headphones woke up the quiet cabin, and the originally silent cabin began to move. Everyone is checking their gear and rope issues.

Grant set the rappelling rig in place, make sure the rope is tightly attached to the rappeller, and snap the thimble in place. As soon as the crew opened the cabin door, everyone felt a fresh breeze blowing in their faces.

Grant grabbed the rope and managed to lean out of the hatch to see what was going on outside. The sea was shrouded in night, only the sound of the wind, no other movement, and no lights were seen.

In the distance, the outline of an island appeared right in front of Grant's eyes. At night, without any lights, the island looks like a giant beast lurking in the sea.

This time should be the time when you are sleeping the deadliest.

"I see the island." Grant said.

Slowly approaching the island, Grant begins to prepare for a rappel once he reaches his destination. The sniper next to the hatch in front of him was already ready to cover for the rappel at any time.

All the crew members in the cabin returned to silence and began to wait for the plane to arrive at the predetermined location and hover to absolve.

As the plane slowly approached, the air seemed to start to tense.

Thousands of miles away, in the White House Secret Service Room, the people on the field watched the live broadcast screen transmitted back, and their hands clenched unconsciously. They have already determined that the target island is close at hand.

Time beat second by second, the atmosphere was so tense that it exploded, everyone's breath was held, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe. The only two female high-level executives on the field, their hearts were beating to their throats, and they were already covering their mouths, for fear that they would make any sound.

On the other side of the plane, all the team members' headsets remained silent, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, except for the muffled sound of the plane's propellers echoing in the night sky.

Even the night is full of murderous intent.

Soon, the plane entered the confines of the island, and Grant leaned out of the cabin again, overlooking the situation on the ground, waiting for the pilot to arrive at the intended location, he would not hesitate to rappel.

The silhouette of the villa has been seen.

Arriving over the villa, the helicopter pilot hovered directly: "Arrive at the position." ”

"Action."

Determining the location of arrival, Grant, who had been waiting for a long time, decisively gave a command, jumped out of the hatch, and quickly landed towards the courtyard of the villa.

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