& Agent Frist couldn't have imagined that he had just waited for reinforcements to be dealt a fatal blow.

The veteran agent clutched his right shoulder, torn by shrapnel from the grenade, with his left hand trying to raise the pistol in his hand, but his right arm was like a broken machine, and he didn't respond to it.

Frist only felt that his brain was about to explode, his ears could not hear the outside world, only a loud beep, and the wound on his shoulder did not hurt much, but his heart was chilling......

The guys who came by surprise were too professional and brutal, and two soldiers in combat uniforms walked with guns in their hands, mending their guns on the heads of the Titan mercenaries.

There was no shouting, no communication, no mercy, and all their actions seemed to be just to kill all the people here.

P· B, a strong blow to military contracting companies!!

Frist had found out the details of Joga in the past few hours, after all, Joga had never thought of hiding anything.

The terrible battle he created in New York made the FBI a laughing stock and made the DEA reap a huge gain, and then the joint briefing of the FBI and the DEA let Forrest know who he had bombed with the airstrikes he had ordered earlier?

Frist wasn't scared before, he didn't think a military contracting company would dare to offend the CIA.

However, for the sake of insurance, he waited for the black team of the "Titan Corporation" to be dissatisfied, and at the same time asked the Sinaloa Group to stand by on the other side of the border, wanting to eat P· The people of Company B, the results are now ......

Watching a Titan mercenary howl in despair as he was beaten to rotten flesh, two veteran soldiers with guns swapped their rifles to their left shoulders and then motioned for the machine guns to stop with their right hands, and they began to replenish the wounded and corpses on the ground.

Forester screamed and tried to raise the gun in his right hand......

"Bang"

Joga, who was passing by, didn't look closely at all, and found that there was actually a fat boy in a suit alive, and he simply kicked the pistol in his hand, and then shot him in the knee.

「！！ You're dead!!"

Forrest, who was occupied by the severe pain, cursed loudly and tried to intimidate Joga......

"Bang"

This time, Joga pulled out Super Jager and shot him in the other leg.

Wave after wave of pain followed, causing Forester to faint and wake up in pain.

Forrest, who had gone through interrogation training, couldn't even go into shock, he was like the black buddy who had been on a roller coaster, sometimes awake and sometimes unconscious, repeating it a dozen times, until someone pricked him, which made him completely faint......

By the time he had regained consciousness a little, he found himself in a moving carriage with a simple bandage on his shoulders and knees.

Forest's training was long, and he didn't fully open his eyes as soon as he woke up, but endured the sharp pain in his body, and his eyes narrowed a slit and began to observe.

It was a van, and he was being held with several surviving CIA technicians, all of whom were wounded, including bullet abrasions and grenade shrapnel.

Those P· B's bastard is not running for life at all, and those who can survive are those who have no resistance and are more lucky.

Realizing that the carriage was mostly his own, Forestt let out a muffled grunt of pain, which immediately alarmed a female technician who was crying next to him.

&'s field, even the technician didn't have a simple little white flower, but the brutal raid he encountered before still made this little flower that had not experienced a storm collapse.

Those who survived saw the devilish enemies refill their seriously wounded comrades in the heads, and then forced them to pack the bodies in body bags and load them onto the CIA's own van.

Now the bodies are neatly stacked in the back of the truck, a total of 25 corpses, stacked 1.5 meters high, and the body bags are still oozing blood because they were damaged during the transportation process......

The atmosphere in the carriage was illuminated by a small dim lamp, and it was no longer possible to use melancholy clouds

The mist was described, and a cloud of despair hung over everyone's heads.

The blonde flower looked at the sobered Forest, she cried and helped her boss to sit up, and then choked up and said, "Sir, are you okay?"

Frist was eager to greet the idiot woman who was holding down his wound with a dirty word, but he needed to unite everyone at this point, so he grinned and patted the blonde flower on the hand with a grin, and then looked at the other captives......

Most of them were CIA technicians, and at the moment of the surprise attack, they didn't even have the idea of fighting back, but they were put down by the shock bomb and the thunder, and only 5 of the 8 people survived, and all of them were injured.

Everyone's mood was desperate, except for a middle-aged man sitting in the corner of the carriage, looking at him with a sneer.

Knowing that he couldn't count on his own people, Frist moved his injured leg with difficulty, looked at the blonde flower, and said in a dry voice, "Where are we?"

The blonde flower could no longer think rationally, and she said in a choked voice, "I, we are in the car......

At this time, losing his temper couldn't solve anything, and Frost said in a snort, "Don't be nervous, think about what you learned at the academy, think about it carefully, we are in the car, the car is driving, in that direction?"

Think about it......

"I, I don't know......

The blonde Xiaohua said that the whole person collapsed, and she cried and said, "Sir, that person said that he was going to sell us to *** to make up for the losses he suffered.

&, we can't fall into the hands of ***, we ......."

The blonde flower's words made the four technicians on the opposite side also collapse, the fate of the Americans falling into the hands of *** is bad enough, the CIA falls into the hands of any YSL***, and the final result is to travel through the eighteen layers of hell and then be sent to be beheaded to boost morale.

Seeing that several male technicians also began to cry, Forestt was stunned for a moment, he shook his head with difficulty, and said, "Don't worry, P· Company B is even more unpopular than we are, and he's scaring you.

Did you tell them anything?"

The blonde flower shook her head again and again and said, "We don't have ......."

The middle-aged man who had been cowering in the corner and looked embarrassed suddenly spoke, "That's because they didn't even think to ask questions, and your CIA identity is not very difficult to identify."

Frist looked at the middle-aged man vigilantly through the dim light in the carriage and said, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man straightened his upper body, revealing the bloody bandages on his chest and the wound on his thigh, and said with a sneer, "Gary Lineker, you are here to kill me, and you don't even know me?"

Frist listened, looked at Lineker's bloodied face, and then suddenly said with a wry smile, "It looks like I did something wrong, I should have killed you as soon as you came into contact with Seta's men."

With that, Frost looked at the wound on Lineker's left thigh, then looked down at the wound on his own thigh, confirming that this guy had been treated the same as himself.

Frist was silent for a long time, looked at Lineker, who didn't seem to have the strength to speak, and said, "P· B's people didn't kill us, what do they want?"

Lineker gave him a mocking look at Forest, and said, "Didn't you hear what your people said? That jackal wants to sell you.

A CIA can get $300,000 in jihad***, and there are 6 of you.

The jackal didn't even have to leave the United States because I gave him a *** contact number."

Saying that, Lineker looked at Forest, whose expression froze, and said with a sneer: "This is my greeting to you bastards, remember to think more about me when you were skinned, when we meet in hell, I hope you are worse than me."

Lineker's words made the technicians cry even louder......

"Why are you doing this, you madman......

The blonde flower collapsed and threw herself at Lineker's side, thumping him the chest, causing the blood on Lineker's chest to magnify......

But Lineker didn't seem to be angry at all, and he didn't stop the blonde flower's movements, but grinned like a dying lone wolf, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, now is not the time for you to be afraid, hahahahaha......

Lineker's tragic situation finally convinced Forester a little of his situation.

He leaned over and pulled away the blonde flower, who had peed his pants, and forced the sharp pain on his body to cheer up a group of collapsed technicians, "Don't be afraid, it's not the last moment yet.

P· Defense B is a regular company, and they don't dare to betray the CIA's people......

Lineker seemed to be very unaccustomed to Forest's attitude, and he grinned bitterly and said, "The man who asked you to kill me, that Harlot, he sold two deltas to the *** in Libya, this is not news in the industry.

And are you sure you're still a CIA employee?

Don't be naïve, you're working for your own people, and if you fail, you're worthless......

Lineker laughed happily and said, "I used to be a spy, and I know what happens to people in this situation.

I'll stick with it until the day you get a video posted online, because I'm still useful, hahaha......

Forest's face fell into silence as a pale listen, he knew what he was facing.

He's just a CIA field executive, but he's caught up in a political rivalry between two big names.

Lineker is right, he's still useful, and as long as he's willing to cooperate, he'll be a bargaining chip for the big guys behind Eric to accuse each other.

But the CIA is useless, because the CIA won't admit their existence, otherwise they will become bargaining chips to attack the people on Harlot's side.

Saying that, Frist suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he glared and said, "No way, they won't hand us over to ***, because we are CIA agents, and we are still valuable!"

If he does this, he will face endless revenge in the future!!

P· B has a deep hatred for Isis's people, and he has no precedent for cooperating with ***."