Hello, Mr. Major General

Chapter 1803: Destroy All

Genius remembers the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No advertisements! Generally speaking, from Manhattan to Newark International Airport in New Jersey, take Route 95. If there is no traffic jam, it will take half an hour. .

But just as it was off-duty time, countless vehicles drove out of New York City and onto Route 95.

There is nothing to say about Huo Shaoheng's driving skills, he can get through no matter how small the gap is.

The driver on the road was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but yell at him.

Of course Huo Shaoheng would not pay attention to these people, seeing the cars in front getting slower and slower, he was very anxious.

If it was on his territory, he should have direct the helicopter over now.

But now that he is on his territory, he should at least come here on a Harley motorcycle, which will be more flexible.

At this time, he was driving a tall and heavy SUV and squeezed into the long queue for getting off work. He was in the fast lane and looked at the road ahead. He was almost only one centimeter away from the car in front. If he took another step forward, he would have to rear-end.

He doesn't care about rear-end collisions, but the problem is that once rear-end collisions occur, the car owner in front will definitely call the police, which is more troublesome.

He can't afford to delay even a minute now.

Even the fast lane is full of anxiety, what else can I do?

Huo Shaoheng turned on the GPS navigation map in the car and looked at the nearby car conditions.

Just in front of him, a bright red thick line showed that this section was extremely crowded, and there was a car accident ahead, so it was even more crowded than normal off-duty hours.

what to do?

In a flash of thought, he saw that the emergency parking lane on the other side could still drive cars.

He looked at the surrounding cars with a sullen face. When the lane next to him just revealed a gap that could only allow one car to drive through, he quickly stepped on the accelerator and held the steering wheel tightly. He performed a beautiful parallel drift and changed four lanes in a blink of an eye. Drive the car from the leftmost fast lane to the rightmost emergency parking lane.

Frightened by the few cars he passed by, they slammed on the brakes, and there was a series of brake sounds, horn sounds, and the sound of leaning out the window to give him the middle finger and yelling at him.

Huo Shaoheng turned a deaf ear and galloped on the far right emergency parking lane, got off Highway 95, and drove towards the country road.

When there is congestion on the expressway, especially when the congestion is due to a traffic accident, the quickest solution is to get off the expressway and take a country road, if there is a road to go.

Huo Shaoheng found another path leading to Newark International Airport on the GPS. Judging from the straight-line distance, it is a bit farther than taking the highway, and there are more traffic lights on the road.

But in view of the serious traffic jam on the highway, it is better to take a country road.

After Huo Shaoheng got off the highway, he drove much faster.

But this time is after get off work, even on country roads there is traffic.

He found every opportunity to overtake and tried to cross the intersection before the traffic team turned red. In this way, it took nearly three hours to get to the parking lot of Newark International Airport.

After stopping the car, he called Lu Jin.

"Uncle Lu, I'm already at the airport."

Lu Jin let out an "um" over there, and said, "I'm already home. The flight will arrive at Newark International Airport in about an hour, but at JFK Airport in New York, the CIA personnel have already arrived at the scene. Boss Lu went to JFK to create chaos."

"Mr. Lu went to Kennedy Airport?" Huo Shaoheng frowned, "It's not necessary, is it?"

Gu Nianzhi also wore a Bluetooth headset, and shared all incoming calls with Lu Jin.

Hearing this, she said briskly, "It's like this. Originally, the DNA samples were going to pass through the customs at JFK Airport in New York, but my dad transferred them to Newark International Airport in New Jersey."

"I just modified the flight schedules of the two airports, and the original flight numbers are still displayed."

"So until now, the CIA, the airport and the people on the flight have not heard the news."

Because the flight schedules of the two airports,

It still shows the original flight number.

"But once the flight lands and passes through customs, everyone will know. In order to give you more time, Mr. Lu plans to create a little chaos at Kennedy Airport to delay the CIA's time."

Huo Shaoheng heard Gu Nianzhi's voice, smiled slightly, and said, "Well, I got it, always make way for safety."

"Okay." Gu Nianzhi said sweetly, "You too."

At this time, Lu Jin had already returned to his high-end penthouse in Central Park, Manhattan.

This is another base for him. The laboratory and computer room in the apartment are equipped with top-level equipment.

Gu Nianzhi sat in front of the computer opposite him, and was also concentrating on his work.

Five 24-inch computer monitors lined up in front of Lujin, like a wall.

He has connected to the surveillance cameras at the Kennedy and Newark airports, sharing footage with the surveillance cameras there.

Hearing the affectionate conversation between Gu Nianzhi and Huo Shaoheng, Lu Jin frowned and said, "I'm also very dangerous. Look, I hacked into the monitoring systems of two airports, and I might be discovered in minutes."

He looked at Gu Nianzhi hopefully.

Gu Nianzhi twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Yes, Dad is also very dangerous, so you should be careful!"

Lu Jin smiled with satisfaction and said, "I will pay attention, but none of them can catch me. I just assumed it, the possibility is zero."

Gu Nianzhi: "..."

Huo Shaoheng smiled and put on the Bluetooth headset, looked at his watch, "I'll go to Newark Airport to set it up."

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Kennedy International Airport.

The airport, located in Queens, New York, was built to divert traffic from another busy airport.

So the airport itself is not big, but it is easy to manage because of its small size.

There is only one two-story terminal building with six runways.

The planes from China are usually full, so the most airport service personnel are needed.

Several CIA agents in plain clothes were scattered around the airport exit.

A tall black man sat on a wrought-iron bench with a cup of latte in his hand.

Two young Hispanic agents stood not far from him, one on the left and the other on the right, playing with their phones with their heads down.

But they all wear Bluetooth headsets in their ears, so they can communicate easily at any time.

There are also two sniper teams ambushing not far away, aiming at the passage from the customs.

As long as there is a change in someone, they will shoot without hesitation.

For them, the only order they receive is to eliminate anyone who tries to take the suitcase of the target person.

They didn't know what was in the suitcase. They only knew that it was the top secret of the CIA, and only the director and deputy director of the CIA knew the clues.

It stands to reason that this level of confidentiality comes to the United States, and they should report to the President of the United States.

But they couldn't trust the president who tweeted at every turn, so they chose to remain silent.

This kind of thing is also a routine operation in the history of the CIA in the United States.

Usually the CIA boss knows more secrets than the president of the United States.

There is a saying in the American political arena that it is better to offend the President of the United States than to offend the boss of the CIA.

Because they know more secrets than the President of the United States, and the level of secrecy is higher.

They also have no term limit, do not need to disclose the budget situation, and do not disclose the situation of their employees. They directly participate in the National Security Council and have great power.

The photos that appeared on the mobile phones in the hands of the two young detectives were their targets.

This is a Chinese man, but he is burly and strong, the kind who can fight well at first glance.

He carried a suitcase in his hand, which was attached to his wrist by a black tungsten carbide chain in an invisible cuff.

Tungsten carbide is known as the "hard king" and is known as the hardest metal

Anyone who wanted to snatch the suitcase would have to cut off the person's wrist first.

"Attention everyone, the plane is about to land in five minutes."

The black executive holding a cup of latte sits on a wrought-iron bench, reading a newspaper and giving orders softly.

The CIA agent, who was already very nervous, was even more energetic. His body posture was relaxed, but his attention was constantly scanning the crowd around him.

There are many people who come to pick up the plane, most of them are Chinese.

There are also some whites, blacks and Hispanics mixed in with the large Chinese population.

This flight was from the Chinese Empire, and the Chinese were the main passengers, but there were also whites, blacks and Hispanics.

Everyone was looking forward to the reunion with their long-lost relatives and friends. Their faces were filled with bright joy, and laughter filled the entire hall.

At this moment, three tall men in Middle Eastern white robes and white turbans walked over from the other side of the hall.

At first, there was a man with a high nose and deep eyes, with a beard and a vigorous walk.

Gu Nianzhi saw this scene from the surveillance camera in the exit hall of JFK Airport, and sighed: "Mr. Lu is also a showman. Look at this Middle Eastern local tyrant who is dressed up. You can see the AK47 below..."

Without raising his head, Lu Jin said, "This is his old job, and he has been here for more than ten years and he refuses to let it go."

Gu Nianzhi chuckled, "Dad, people also have ideals and pursuits."

She stared at the big Middle Eastern guy Lu Yuan pretended to be on the screen and smiled for a while, and then found that someone was also looking at the monitoring side intentionally or unintentionally.

Her heart tightened.

Just then, two flights landed at Newark and JFK almost simultaneously.

The CIA quickly contacted the airport dispatcher and asked their target person and colleagues to get off the plane in advance.

The airport dispatcher quickly contacted the captain on the flight and asked, "Can you let these three passengers get off the plane early?"

As he spoke, he reported the three names given to them by the CIA.

After comparing the information with his own, the flight attendant said in surprise: "These three people are not on our plane..."

Before the airport dispatcher had time to convey the news to the CIA, a series of firecracker-like gunshots sounded in the exit hall of the airport!

Da da da flames came from the dark place, and firstly, all the display screens of the airport's flight schedule were blown up!

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This is today's first update: Chapter 1803 "Blow them all up".

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