Chapter 872 It's Your Turn! (First Update!)

"We have to take some precautions, don't we?" Pablo asked naturally, with a hint of ridicule on his face.

He stared at Hanks with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to see how to deal with it from him.

Hanks slowly raised his eyes and looked at him calmly. After a long time, his whole body relaxed, he sighed, raised his hands weakly and waved them, and then he leaned on the sofa with an expression that said you won.

He raised his hands weakly again and said, "Mr. Pablo, I admit that you won."

"You beat me. Your control of human nature surpasses 90% of the people in this world."

"I didn't expect your people to put bombs in the yellow cake transport truck."

"After all, people are afraid of death."

"You won!"

This was almost a tone of admitting defeat, which made Pablo very happy, but soon he found something wrong.

Although Hanks' words were admitting defeat, his body movements and the smile on his face did not look like admitting defeat.

More like...

More like he already knew everything and knew that everything was going according to his plan.

Pablo frowned and began to think about what went wrong.

But after thinking about it, he still couldn't find a clue.

Unable to think of a clue, he chose to start with Hanks, supporting himself on the armrest of the sofa with both hands, and stood up. He walked slowly to Hanks, smiled, and extended his right hand:

"General Hanks, I won this round."

"Since I have won, the bet we made before can be invalidated. There is no need for us to care about the past. Let's go. I have arranged another very delicious meal, which will definitely satisfy you."

Hanks on the sofa did not move, but raised his right hand and waved it gently:

"Your god-like move, if no one else intervenes, you will indeed win."

"But the problem is that there are more than one person involved this time!"

"And when you said bet, you said whether you can catch your people."

"I am just an insignificant person in this operation. The people who really participated in the arrest have nothing to do with me."

"Next, you take a good look!"

Having said this, Hanks raised his hand and snapped his fingers. After the snap, the intelligence officer standing not far away walked over, opened the briefcase under his armpit, took out a mobile phone from the briefcase, and put it in front of Hanks.

Hanks picked up the phone and shook it gently at Pablo.

Then, he turned it on.

The screen lit up.

Then there was no signal.

Looking at the red cross on the signal icon in the upper right corner of the phone, Hanks rolled his eyes and pointed the phone screen at Pablo:

"President Pablo, don't you have a mobile phone signal here?"

"It's blocked!" Pablo answered calmly, then he folded his hands in front of his chest and looked at Hanks calmly:

"What do you want to do?"

Hanks pouted, threw the phone to the intelligence officer behind him, stood up, patted his butt, walked out with his long legs, and answered as he walked:

"Find a computer that can connect to the Internet and show you something good."

With doubts, Pablo hurriedly followed and arranged for someone around him to prepare a computer.

Soon, several people came to another room, where two computers connected to the Internet were already prepared.

The LCD screen is large and comfortable.

Hanks nodded to the intelligence officer, who then walked to the computer naturally, tapped on the keyboard with both hands, and entered a URL in the browser.

Press Enter.

Enter the account password in the pop-up URL, and press Enter again.

The webpage jumped and turned into a video, a video shot from a high altitude.

But this video has 5 perspectives.

Although the first 4 perspectives have been moving, it can be clearly seen that the perspective has been locked on a valley below.

But the distance is too far, and it is not very clear what is below.

The last one, the whole picture is black and white, and in the middle of this black and white, you can vaguely see some red things.

It seems that animals are moving.

The pictures of these 5 perspectives only occupy half of the computer screen. On the right side of the computer screen, there are several lines of English.

[Rhein International Defense, your best partner in fighting terrorists. ]

[Drone pursuit: $500,000/h]

[Drone strike: calculated according to the actual strike range and needs! ]

[Ordinary air-to-ground attack missile: $500,000 per round! 】

[Graphite air-to-ground attack missile: $500,000 per round! 】

[Air-to-ground non-killing attack missile: $500,000 per round! 】

[Electromagnetic interference bomb: $1 million per round! 】

The picture was very strange.

It was even stranger in Pablo's eyes.

He pointed at the screen with his right hand, but his eyes were looking at Hanks, asking him to explain.

Sensing the other party's eyes, Hanks did not explain, but just pulled the chair next to him, pushed Pablo over, and asked him to look at the picture on the computer screen.

At this moment, in the fifth perspective, four bright spots suddenly appeared in the upper left position of the screen.

At the same time, several other perspectives also changed.

In the third perspective, it can be clearly seen that four missiles flew out from under a drone, two in front and two in the back, and crashed straight into the valley below.

At the same time, the four perspectives on the computer screen zoomed in at the same time.

So that people can see clearly what is inside the valley.

Inside the valley, there is a convoy, and there are people next to the convoy. These people are holding weapons and fighting back against another group of people.

The first two missiles exploded directly in the air when they were about to touch the ground and the convoy.

After the explosion, the people next to the convoy still moved, still holding guns, and fighting back against other people.

Seeing this scene, Pablo turned his head and looked at Hanks with curiosity.

Hanks still did not move, but raised his hand and pointed forward.

Just as Pablo turned his head, the two missiles behind him also exploded in the air when he thought they would blow the convoy to pieces.

But after the missiles exploded this time, those who hid behind the car seemed to be poisoned. They ran out from behind the car they used as a cover, screaming, touching their faces with both hands, and screaming again and again.

Seeing this, Pablo finally woke up.

This convoy is the convoy of their Israeli yellow cake transport.

And these guys, in order to attack their convoy, actually used biological and chemical weapons!

He grabbed Hanks' collar, shook his hands wildly, and asked frantically:

"You actually used biological and chemical weapons to catch people? You damn guys, you shameless beasts, you dare to hurt God's chosen people!"

"Hey, don't put the shit pot on my head!" Hanks pinched Pablo's hand, forcibly moved the other's hand away from his collar, and brushed off the non-existent dust on his collar with his hand, and said lightly:

"First of all, these drones are not mine, and I didn't give the attack order."

"So, using biological and chemical weapons can't get us."

"If you want to find someone, you have to find the real owner."

While speaking, Hanks' eyes moved away from Pablo and moved to the computer display screen.

Under the infrared lens of the drone, you can clearly see that many people came out of the woods, pounced on those screaming people, and tied them all up.

After taking in the whole scene, he patted Pablo on the shoulder again:

"Okay, you guys in Israel have solved it, I should go somewhere else."

"Bye!"

He waved goodbye to Pablo, and when he turned to the door, he turned back and pointed his finger at the screen and said:

"By the way, the images you just saw are broadcast live around the world."

"It's also seen in Turkey!"

"Bye!"

Waving his hand, Hanks completely disappeared at the door.

But the voice he left behind kept echoing in the room, and every sound made Pablo's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys beat.

After a short daze, Pablo screamed and gave orders:

"Quick, check immediately to see if what this guy said is true!"

Georgia, Zadubani.

Georgian Interior Minister Lerinov, wearing a gas mask, raised his foot and kicked the person in front of him directly.

He turned around and called the special forces members under the Ministry of Internal Affairs, raised his hand and pointed at these people, and made a palm with his right hand, and passed it across his neck.

The special forces members just nodded slightly when they saw this scene, and then he waved his hand gently, and more soldiers came from the side, pulling the bolts of the M16 guns in their hands as they walked.

Then there was a burst of gunfire like popping beans.

The gunfire stopped, and the people kneeling on the ground could not die again.

Then, the soldiers began to work in groups of three, two people were responsible for turning over the bodies, and the rest were responsible for holding guns and guarding, and began to turn over the bodies on the ground.

Lerinov, who witnessed all this nearby, also turned back and walked towards the truck at this moment.

As soon as he arrived in front of the truck, a tall and strong man came to him with a bomb, handed it to him, pointed at the timer on the bomb and said:

"We found the reason why the bomb did not explode."

"It's the timer of this bomb. It looks intact on the outside, but the circuits inside have been burned."

"It's an electromagnetic attack!"

Hearing that the timer was scrapped, Lerinov was very rough and took apart the timer of the bomb in his hand in a few seconds. At the same time, he also saw the picture described by the man in front of him.

The circuit board inside this timer is very delicate and small.

It also means that this thing is not Soviet technology, but a more sophisticated transistor technology.

On this exquisite circuit board, next to the small chip, there is a little black mark.

Put it to the tip of your nose, and you can still smell a little burnt smell.

He threw the bomb to the ground, clapped his hands, looked up at the sky, and asked himself:

"What about the two missiles behind? What are they?"

"Hmm..." The tall and strong man was silent for a moment, and spread his hands:

"Very, very, very high concentration of pepper extract!"

"At the moment of the explosion, the shock wave generated by the bomb swept this pepper extract and rushed to the surroundings."

"Strictly speaking, this thing is more terrible than biological weapons."

"After all, biological weapons will eventually kill people, and this thing can't kill people."

Imagining the scene of a ball of high-concentration pepper water rushing towards him in his mind, Lerinov couldn't help but shudder.

This...

This tnd is really scary.

Clapped his hands and pointed at the convoy: "Dismantle all the bombs inside and seal all the yellow cakes. Unless the president comes in person, no one can get close to these things."

After giving the order, he turned and left the convoy and went to the corner to make a phone call.

At the same time, in Tehran, Iran, Hawthorne, Suniya, and Khomeini were sitting in Suniya's office at the headquarters of the Revolutionary Guard, staring at the picture on the computer screen in a daze.

Because, in the picture in front of them, they saw a familiar terrain.

The terrain of the Iranian plateau!

Those drones entered the Iranian plateau and entered the Iranian territory!

Khomeini stretched out his hand tremblingly and took out a box of cigarettes from the inner pocket on his left chest. He wanted to take out a cigarette and light it, but after a long time, the cigarette could not be taken out.

In the end, it was Suniya who was generous and helped him take out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

He wanted to light a cigarette again, but the lighter in his hand seemed to be crazy at this moment. No matter how he pressed it, no matter how the electric flint roared, the flame of the lighter just didn't appear.

After going back and forth several times, he simply grabbed the lighter and smashed it to the ground, and then stepped on it.

The lighter crackled when he stepped on it, and finally, with a puff, the lighter was completely scrapped.

At this time, Sonia also reached out his hand to stop Khomeini who wanted to continue to go crazy:

"There is a phrase in China called killing the chicken to scare the monkey. Now they have killed the chicken of Israel, and now it's our turn, the monkey."

"To deal with Israel, England and France will choose to play dead because of the relationship with America."

"But if it's against us, they will definitely not play dead."

"Also, on the Russian side, Yurikin is still in Armenia. Armenia and we only have one border line."

"Minister Khomeini, we should make a decision."

Sonia's words made Khomeini, who was still trembling just now, jump up instantly. He was like a madman, waving his teeth and claws there, roaring wildly there.

"Bullshit world peace, bullshit world!"

"As long as we have nuclear weapons, we Iran can gain a foothold in the Middle East, and we can become the absolute boss of the Middle East."

"As long as we have nuclear weapons..."

After roaring for a while, his voice gradually became smaller and turned into sobbing.

Amid the low-level sobbing, the whole person squatted down and began to pull his hair frantically.

Just as Sonia stepped forward to persuade again, Hawthorne's phone on the table rang.

He picked it up and found that the name jumping was Lin Yu. He grabbed the phone and ran to Sonia and handed it to her.

Looking at the jumping name, Sonia gritted his teeth and answered the call.

As soon as the call was connected, a calm voice came.

"It's your turn!"

The simple words made Sonia speechless. He gritted his teeth and questioned the person on the other end of the phone:

"Lin Yu, do you also think we should not master nuclear weapons?"

"The path we are taking now is the path you took back then!"

"Could it be that the dragon slayer of that year has become an evil dragon?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

After a long time, there was no response on the phone.

After taking a breath, Sonia, who was organized and speaking, was about to ask again, and the voice on the other end of the phone sounded again:

"You can't control it!"