Chapter 523 Classic

Alvin hung up the phone, let out a long sigh, leaned on the sofa tiredly, and said softly: "Why are people so crazy nowadays?

If it knew that this kind of warhead would cause disputes, why would NATO produce it? Isn’t the United States also a member of NATO?

Why are agents from NATO member states involved? "

Stark also helplessly covered his forehead and said: "Profit! Everything is because of profit!

These four warheads represent a new deterrent force!

If they are held by the NATO military group, they will be closely monitored by personnel from all aspects.

But when they leave the hands of the NATO military bloc, no country will reject such super weapons.

Detonated in the right place, it can destroy a country's economy.

Most importantly, it’s pretty fucking humanitarian because it doesn’t target people, FUCK! "

Alvin was silent for a moment, picked up the whiskey and poured himself another glass, and said, "Do you think guys like SHIELD, Homeland Security or the FBI can handle these agents?

If these people give up their bottom line and start wreaking havoc, millions of people in Manhattan may become homeless!

That kind of nano warhead is said not to target the human body, but how many high-rise buildings are there in Manhattan?

A lot of fucking people will die in the end! "

Stark looked at Alvin helplessly and said, "I don't know. In fact, I really hope those idiots can do things well, but~~"

Alvin drank the whiskey in his glass in one gulp and said, “We try our best.

Stark, find those people and at least let us know what they look like. "

Stark nodded heavily. This is the embarrassing part of the truth. Empty power cannot completely solve the problem.

Find the target, control the target, prevent interference from external forces, and the most important thing is not to let those warheads explode, otherwise no one can afford the final price!

Now Stark somewhat understood why Coulson so firmly refused Alvin's help.

With Alvin's fighting style, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be any accidents in that kind of chaos!

Refined combat has never been Alvin's strong point. In fact, Stark knew that he also had this problem, so he could understand part of the reason why the military refused to participate in the operation.

While Stark was thinking about something, Shangqi came here with the pets Alvin left at home, as well as Nick, Mindy and Richard.

Frank and Steve move in several huge boxes with the help of Stark's bodyguard Happy.

Shirley, a fiery hot girl, wore an urban combat uniform and carried an HK417 sniper automatic rifle on her back. She had two lines of sexy gun oil on her face and followed them heroically. Looks more Rambo than Rambo! More boss than Frank!

When Alvin saw them all coming, he stood up happily, hugged Frank and Steve, and said with a smile: "Man, you guys came at the right time!

Stark and I are so unprofessional!

We need some professional advice! "

Frank patted Alvin twice on the back with an ugly expression, glanced at his active son Nick, and said with a heavy heart: "What I did made me feel a little ashamed. Nick became a "deserter" because of my thoughts. !”

Alvin shook his head, patted Frank on the shoulder, and said: "We are all ordinary people now, you can't use military standards to hold you, me and Nick!

Man, Nick is the son, he should be the first one we need to protect.

I might be a little selfish saying this, but you know, family always comes first.

If something happens to the kids at school, I will go crazy, but if something happens to Nick and the others, I will drag the whole world with them! "

As he spoke, Alvin patted Frank on the chest and said seriously: "In order to alleviate your so-called guilt, private, use all your skills and let us dig out those damn guys and tear them into pieces!

No one is a deserter and we will keep everyone safe! "

Steve nodded in agreement and said, "The only thing we need to consider now is how to deal with those people and seize the so-called warhead and destroy it.

How about it? Any clues? "

Alvin told Frank and Steve the information he had obtained and the results of his guess, and then several people sat down and started waiting.

Alvin poured several people a glass of whiskey respectively, and then said: "That's probably the situation. Do you have any ideas?"

Frank thought for a moment and said: "We still need detailed information about those warheads.

You say that a nanowarhead is a self-propagating destructive weapon, so how do you stop it?

I believe that this kind of weapon developed by the NATO military group must have stopping measures. This kind of thing must be controllable, otherwise there will be nothing after use!

War is always about profit. When everything disappears, what profit is left?

We need to know how to minimize the losses when the worst happens!

This is important! Otherwise it will be difficult for us to let go and make plans! "

After hearing this, Stark clicked on a bracelet on his wrist, and a three-dimensional image of a rocket warhead appeared in the air.

Stark slid his hands to enlarge the three-dimensional image of the warhead, and then said: "Jarvis invaded the damn MARS group's host, and this is the information it found about the nano-warhead.

Each nanowarhead was equipped with a unique abort device, and they were snatched along with the nanowarhead.

I can probably figure out how the nano warheads work, but if they encrypt those tiny nanobots, it's going to be hard for me to find a solution to the problem in a short period of time. "

Frank drank a glass of whiskey, thought for a while and said: "That means, we now have one more target. "Controller", this is good news.

If those terrorists wanted to detonate a nanowarhead in New York, the warhead and controller would have to be separate.

With one more target, we actually have a lot more tactical options. "

Just as Frank was speaking, Jarvis suddenly sent a message. Several blurry photos of armed terrorists from different directions were pieced together by Jarvis and restored to their original appearance.

And Jarvis obtained their identity information and various materials through the Internet.

These may not be accurate, but for Alvin and the others now, they should be enough.

Alvin saw a very familiar face from the list of contacts of a female terrorist at a glance.

In order to confirm, Alvin walked in and took a closer look at the woman's information. Her name was Anna. She used to be a primary school teacher. Her parents died in a car accident very early.

She also had a younger brother, a scientific researcher, who died in a U.S. military operation in Afghanistan.

What surprised Alvin the most was that she was actually Duke's fiancée. And Duke was the commander of the operation where her brother died!

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Ethan Hunter stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of a suite at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel and sighed painfully!

With the help of Raymond Reddington, he posed as a reputable middleman and used a super battery to attract the target of his mission.

Originally, today was the time for "trading". He even booked a luxurious conference room and prepared to kill all those targets.

As a result, things seemed to suddenly change, and suddenly those people started asking for changes in trading hours and locations. And there were a lot of intelligence agents in the hotel.

Ethan Hunter knew something serious must have happened, but he didn't know what it was. It would bring so many agents from all over the world to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel.

According to the usual practice, these people staying in the hotel are just targets on the surface. They must each have the power secretly to perform some important tasks.

The appearance of these agents made Ethan Hunter's battery auction look like a trap.

Fortunately, the reputation of the middleman that Ethan Hunter pretended to be was very strong. Those battery buyers did not think this was a trap, but cautiously requested to change the transaction time.

Ethan Hunt knew that the battery buyers must have stayed in this hotel, but he didn't know what they looked like.

In fact, the CIA's intelligence does not contain detailed imaging data of several targets this time. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come up with such a terrible bait plan.

Ethan Hunter rubbed his cheek irritably, he was worried about how things would change this time.

If he couldn't catch all these targets this time, he would have no choice but to start his wandering career.

Betraying the CIA and betraying your boss is not a good experience. "Church" has never been an easy person to talk to. If he gets caught, you will be dead!

Just when Ethan Hunter's lips were bitter, his phone rang.

"Hello! Who is it?" Ethan Hunter answered the phone and asked in a deep voice.

A deep male voice sounded on the other end of the phone, "Hello, Ethan Hunter, I heard you are looking for me!"

Ethan Hunt looked around in surprise, touched the mask on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Jason Bourne? How did you find me?"

After speaking, Ethan Hunter began to vigilantly check whether there was a bug or the like in the room. He was now pretending to be another person, and this call was also temporary.

How could it not be surprising to be approached under such circumstances. And if his phone was tapped, the consequences would be disastrous!

The man on the other end of the phone sneered and said, "That's my problem, Ethan, don't be nervous, the mask around your neck is not firmly attached!"

Ethan Hunter suddenly turned his head and looked at a tall building in the distance outside the French window with horrifying eyes.

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Ha ha! At this time, there should be a classic Bourne escape music~~~~