It is said that it is a custom-made aircraft, but apart from the coating and some equipment, this aircraft is not very special, at least in terms of architecture, it is impossible to deliberately redesign. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As a result, its cabin wasn't large enough to accommodate a bunch of soldiers, especially after being further converted into an office, and the space was so small that after stuffing a table and a freezer, the remaining space was too cramped for Hall and the six GIs to stand.

In such a narrow space, there was suddenly the voice of a stranger who should not have appeared, and there may have been an element of fright, but more of a professional instinct, and the muzzles of several guns quickly moved towards the source of the sound they judged to be - a soldier who should be their own.

"Shhh

The hand that pulled out the gun was only halfway out, and it stopped at his waist, a wisp of coolness passed from his forehead, and then a few strands of greasy broken hair fell lightly from Hall's eyes, and with it, there was a familiar and "unfamiliar" smile, a fake and uncomfortable smile like a mask.

The moment Hall's hand touched the handle of the gun, a cold touch also pressed on his hand, and the feeling of cutting through the skin flashed, followed by pain and bleeding: "Don't move, my friend, you don't want a nickname like 'one hand', do you?"

What happened?

Before being promoted and sitting in the office to compile documents and make phone calls, Hall was also an excellent front-line agent, before becoming an agent, he also served as a soldier and went to the battlefield, although his marksmanship and eyesight were past their peak, but they were still there, but he didn't see what happened just now.

The five elite soldiers, now five corpses, have a common feature of a large hole in their necks, and the white bones called the spine that are open on the side of their necks are exposed from the flesh that blooms......

A second?half a second?

Hale's eyes swept over the fresh corpses that had fallen to the ground, and then at the face that was supposed to be one of his soldiers, cold sweat quietly running down his back, and thoughts called disbelief washed over his brain, not only because of the speed of the blade that was completely invisible, but also because of the appearance of the knife wielder.

＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝

Chu Man was not in a hurry to get rid of this senior CIA agent, otherwise he would have been killed together just now.

It's just a game, a game he's not finished playing: challenging the masters of the world. Chu Man still hasn't forgotten this whim, and even he himself can't tell why he is still thinking about it, maybe the answer lies in the part of the past that is still missing.

Even if he is out of the Americas, Chu Man can still play this game, and even lead it to a grander stage, and the first step he made was to unabashedly release his sense of existence:

Using the hijacking and crash as a prelude, he threw himself into the "noble scientific experiment" with the Israeli people to create a prelude to the riots, predicted that Jerusalem would touch the tentacles of the CIA, and mobilized the Yankees and Israel with the destruction of the holy city of the three religions, and then ......

It took Chu Man nearly a month to set up this simple and not simple trap, and it took so much time and energy, not just to point out so many GIs or a CIA regional leader.

＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝

"What do you want?"

Hall is not stupid, otherwise it would be impossible to sit in this position today, after calming down a little, he can naturally think of it, he must still be useful if he is not dead, and as long as he does not die, there is still a chance, before the opportunity appears, he must grasp his life.

His question was not answered, at least not verbally, the muzzle of the gun was on Hall's waist, signaling him to continue walking, and Hall, whose limbs were not bound, wanted to turn around and shoot the gun like the plot in the movie, but unfortunately he was not a character in the movie, and the man with the gun behind him would definitely be able to beat him into cheese when he made any moves.

Rushed to the door of the cab with the muzzle pointed at gunpoint, Hall knew what the person behind him, maybe not the person, wanted to do: "Don't be delusional, without registration and permission, you will be shot down if you fly up." ”

Hall did not lie, in order to prevent the escape of Chu Man, whose true face has always been unknown, the entire Israeli water, land, and air transportation was strictly restricted, without passing strict review and reporting, planes were forbidden to take off, ships were prohibited from leaving the port, and vehicles were stopped in front of the national border.

"That's why you're here. ”

Chu Man directly skipped the dazzling switches and indicator meters on the console, pulled out a rather sci-fi touchpad under Hall's wildly jumping eyelids, pressed it in his shocked expression, and activated: "Password 422050, execute the second order." ”

The exact noise didn't bother Hall anymore, but the password and the command - "How do you know?!"

"Would you like a cup of coffee?" Chu Man changed his voice again, and answered the equally brief question of the agent leader with a short question.

Utterly defeated!

The taste was bitter than pure black coffee, so bitter that he couldn't say anything, they wasted so much time and energy on a decoy, and the real target sat next to them, analyzing the intelligence and making plans with them...... Just thinking about it makes Hall feel extremely ironic and ridiculous.

However, Chu Man didn't care whether this captive was ridiculous or pathetic now, he just made a temporary decision, thinking that this captive could be left for a longer time.

＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝

Somewhere on the official Israeli map marked as wilderness, a passenger plane quietly lifted off and quickly arrived on a designated route, one where the same plane was supposed to be there.

The plane, which had been flown out of the CIA's waters, was almost identical to the frozen meat airliner that had been transferred, except that it took off with a bunch of corpses instead of a bunch of living people, and a few more gadgets to create malfunctions, well, they were counting down.

In the cab, the captain took his last cigar, silently waiting for death to approach step by step, if he could, he didn't want to die, but the debt he was burdened with because of greed had forced him into a corner, anyway, he was going to die, at least it was good to get a handful of it for his ex-wife and children before he died.

On the contrary, it was the equally silent soldier on the side, and the captain couldn't understand what kind of mentality he had on this death flight...... Just when I was thinking about whether to talk about the philosophy of life with this soldier before he died, in the corner of his eye, the soldier who had been silent and sat quietly like a statue suddenly moved!

It's not the kind of movement that raises your hands and feet, twists your neck and bends over, nor does it dance like you have taken drugs in a discotheque, but the kind of movement that turns your eyes, mouth, hands, feet, and even your hair into mud......

A few seconds later, the balanced airliner suddenly tilted to the right, made a big turn, and flew south.

......