Chapter Seventy-Three: Rescue Mission

"Captain! No, warrant officer! Look! It's the same group we saw before! They're being chased by zombies! ”

Arthas saw Fatty's Land Rover through the binoculars and hurriedly shouted at Millsapha.

Millsap was furious and finally lost his patience.

"You want to save them?" Millsap asked in a low voice, holding back his anger as best he could.

"Yes, warrant officer! The helicopter carries 16 missiles, and we can launch them! I'm sure I'll never blow up any buildings or anyone who escapes! ”

"Huh." Millsap grimaced and sneered twice, "Park the plane on the tarmac of that hotel!" ”

With Millsap finished speaking to the pilot, the helicopter began to descend, and then slowly stopped on the roof of a Premier-Inn. Premier-Inn is a relatively upscale hotel chain in the United Kingdom, and this hotel probably has a ** floor.

"Thank you, Captain! Thank you on behalf of those who escaped! Arthas naively thought that the captain was going to save those people, and said happily.

"Hehe, you're welcome, they should thank you." Millsap waved his hand and replied politely.

"But, Captain, I think it's better for us to bomb from above. If you enter the city, you will most likely delay the time to send the Duke to London. Arthas said hesitantly.

! You TM also know that the mission is to send the Duke! What a stupid X!

"It's okay, it won't be delayed for long." Although Millsap was angry, he still said with an indifferent look.

Just as Arthas wondered how the captain had changed his mind, the helicopter had landed firmly on the roof of the hotel.

"Go, Arthas. In order not to delay this mission, I can only give you an urgent mission. Go and rescue the trapped people and lead them to join us in London. Millsap said with a serious face.

"Huh? What do you mean? I don't understand, Captain. Arthas said confusedly.

"Aren't you worried about the country and the people, don't you want to save the people? Didn't I give you the task now? I ask you, what is your identity!? Millsap asked with a playful look on his face.

"Soldiers of the British Royal Guard!"

"What is your mission?"

"Take Duke of the Guardian to Buckingham Palace!"

"I'm talking about the mission I just gave you!"

"Rescue the trapped crowd and lead them to London to rendezvous!"

"You can shut up now, go down!"

"Yes!"

With that, Alsace was distracted from the helicopter. He stood by and watched as the helicopter took off again, then farther and farther away until it disappeared from the horizon.

"We have to make a plan first, or we won't be able to save them." Arthas muttered to himself and sat down cross-legged.

"I have an SA80 with 150 rounds of ammunition. One Glock Type 17 9mm pistol with several bullets. One telescope and two high-explosive grenades, but these alone don't seem to be able to save them at all. ”

Alsace thought about it and decided to go to the first floor of the hotel to see what was going on. He tried to open the door to the top floor. Well, it can't be opened, it's locked.

But it didn't bother him, and Arthas fired a few shots at the door lock, and the door opened.

"Whew, I don't know what's waiting for me? Hope they hold out until I walk out of this hotel! Alsace thought optimistically, put up the SA80 in his hand, and walked down.

On the other side, on the helicopter.

"Is it really okay to leave Alsace like this? How do I report to the Queen? A soldier asked uneasily at Millsap.

"It's not a big deal, go back and say that Arthas sacrificed, died in the mouth of the zombies." Millsap said, glancing back at Duke Garter behind him.

He was naturally relieved about these soldiers under his command, but he was a little afraid of the Duke of Guardian behind him.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. You're doing a good job, that guy is too noisy, it's long overdue. The Duke of Garter felt Millsap's gaze and said to him indifferently.

"Thank you, Lord Duke." Millsap was relieved.

In fact, after the anger subsided, he also regretted it a little. But since the Duke has promised to keep it secret, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The Duke of the Garter had been thinking about the manor just now, and was not at all interested in Alsace being thrown off the plane. Before leaving, he deliberately said the same thing to both Butler Grant and Pierre, that is, to hand over the manor to them.

In this way, neither the Grant butler, who relied on his own name and the geographical advantage, nor Pierre, who had someone and a gun in his hand, could not really control the manor alone. And that's what he wants to see the most.

Anyone in a high position doesn't want the people under him to be too united. What's more, I'm going to London, and I don't know when I'll be back. Only in this way can the estate be prevented from falling into the hands of others.

As long as they are alive, these two people will definitely not be able to make any waves, let them keep fighting among themselves.

"Open the sack." The Duke no longer thought about the manor, but turned to the two soldiers with the zombies.

"Lord Duke, this is too dangerous!" How could the two soldiers agree to such an unreasonable request from him.

Duke Guardian frowned and snorted unpleasantly.

Hearing the Duke of Garter's disgruntled voice, Millsap immediately ordered the soldiers to open the sacks. He just promised to help him keep his secret, how could he not sell his personal favor.

The two soldiers had no choice but to open the sack, revealing the zombies inside. It's a very, very beautiful zombie, blonde and blue-eyed, and wearing a gorgeous dress. It looks like he's only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he's as good-looking as a doll. It should be that Duke Guardian was old enough to give birth to such a beautiful daughter.

The Duke of Garter ordered one of his servants to hand him the cake box.

"Baby, today is your sixteenth birthday. Dad made you your favorite cake. With that, the Duke of Garter spooned the cake to his daughter's mouth.

The beautiful female zombie was very excited, of course she was not interested in the cake, but she was a little bit interested in these big living people who appeared in front of her. She should be curious to know what her father was like.

The female zombie struggled more and more when she saw the food, and the two soldiers who grabbed him couldn't help but sweat.

After all, because this is his daughter, Duke Guardian is naturally reluctant to tie her up. For safety reasons, the zombie's two hands were only tied.

Seeing that the young lady was struggling more and more, the servant next to her also hurried over to help hold her down. He didn't want any surprises before he arrived at Buckingham Palace.

In this way, the helicopter continued to fly towards Buckingham Palace according to the established plan.