The film starts with the Navy SEALs

Chapter 1283 Special Forces Can Play Debate
three days later.

Washington, DC, Department of Justice.

The suspicion of Marcus is because of the assassination of the president, which is a case of a special nature, so it is not tried in an ordinary court.

Instead, he accepted Marcus' strong request and eventually handed it over directly to the Department of Justice.

And there was no public trial, but a small court was opened to try Marcus.

There were only three spectators in the audience.

Long Zhan and Memphis participated in the interrogation of Marcus as friends of Marcus, and the remaining one was Marcus' wife Anna.

The number of jury and chief judge is very small, but each of them has quite a lot of background.

There were officials from the Justice Department, and there were heads from the FBI.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

There was a sound of friction.

Marcus, who was wearing a character jumpsuit representing a prisoner and was shackled and handcuffed, was pushed into the interrogation room from the outside by two agents.

"Can you untie my handcuffs?"

Marcus was almost tied up like a zongzi, but he didn't feel uncomfortable or restrained at all.

During the period, they nodded to Long Zhan and Memphis respectively, expressing their gratitude to the two, and gave his wife a smile to comfort his wife Anna who was fidgeting there.

"of course can!"

The bald judge in charge of the presiding trial waved his hand, and the two detectives who escorted Marcus over worked together to remove the handcuffs from Marcus.

Because Marcus is still wearing shackles, he is not afraid that he will play some demon moths.

After the two agents released Marcus' handcuffs, they turned and left the interrogation room together.

The official of the Ministry of Justice sitting on the left pointed to the bald head sitting in the presiding judge's seat and introduced: "This is the chief prosecutor in charge of the trial, Lusette."

Pointing to the former bald middle-aged man on the opposite side, he said, "That's Brand, the director of the FBI."

Marcus also just nodded and didn't say anything.

"Sergeant Marcus, this is a pre-trial conference at your request, and I have agreed to do the FBI's favor even though it is in the way of my sentencing."

Chief Prosecutor Lussette started briefly, and then entered the process: "Marcus, from now on, you have 5 minutes to make a statement."

Marcus dragged his shackles and came to the middle table step by step.

On the table was a desert-painted, delicate-looking sniper rifle.

This is Marcus as the main weapon in the army. He brought it back after retiring and often used it for robbery. The American Cheytac M200 with high precision uses a 408-inch sniper rifle.

Under the most ideal conditions, this gun can shoot uncorrected shots at the human head at a distance of 2000 meters.

On July 2004, 7, former sniper Richard Markovich of the US Navy SEALs used this same sniper rifle.

A standard steel target 2122 meters away was selected, and continuous precision shooting was carried out. The first three rounds were distributed within 42.2 centimeters.

A new world record has been set!

This M200 was specially brought by Marcus. According to Johnson's original request to him, he simulated the shooting scene and deduced the sniper rifle used by the killer.

Later, after Marcus was framed, the gun became evidence and was taken away.

"This is my gun. There is no doubt that you found it at the scene shortly after the assassination. I am right."

Marcus looked at the interrogators, and Chief Prosecutor Lucette nodded as an answer.

Marcus continued: "Since then, the gun has been in the custody of the FBI and has never been touched by anyone, so that's okay."

"No, of course not." FBI Director Brand replied in the affirmative.

"Have you ever shot it?" Marcus asked again.

"I have no reason to use it."

After finishing speaking, Brand added: "Although the fired bullets were damaged beyond recognition, the trace detection components matched perfectly. It was fired by this gun. How can you explain it?"

"That's right, I fired the bullet, and this gun must belong to me, but does this prove that I killed the person?"

Marcus said, looking to the side and asked: "Agent Memphis, with the professional knowledge you learned in the police academy, do you believe that I killed the archbishop?"

"No, I don't believe it." Memphis said without hesitation.

"Apart from this gun, do you have any evidence that I killed the archbishop?" Marcus asked again.

"No." Memphis shook his head.

"Then do you believe me?"

"I believe." Memphis nodded.

"A firm belief?"

Memphis said without even thinking about it: "Yes, firmly believe."

"very good!"

Marcus suddenly picked up the sniper rifle, picked up a round of live ammunition for comparison, loaded it into the chamber, and pointed it at Memphis sitting beside him.

"What do you want to do?"

"Put the gun down immediately!"

"Marcus, do you know the consequences of doing this?"

"Oh God, don't!!"

……

Marcus's sudden move shocked all the jurors and presiding judge present, and even Anna covered her mouth and screamed in fright.

Only Long Zhan and Memphis, who knew the direction of the plan, still sat there calmly.

Long Zhan even pointed out with a smile: "If the distance you set is 2000 yards, the muzzle of the gun you want to blow his head should be lower."

"It's 600 yards, it doesn't make a difference, the only thing that makes a difference is whether I'm crazy or not."

After Marcus finished speaking, he pulled the trigger, and both Chief Prosecutor Lucette and Brand closed their eyes in fright.

Worried that the plasma that was blown up would fly into their eyes.

In the end, no head was blown out. Although the sniper rifle was indeed fired, it did not trigger the primer of the bullet, but only made a muffled click.

The sound of the bolt hitting the barrel.

The door of the interrogation room was slammed open, and the two agents who had just left rushed in in a hurry, preparing to subdue Marcus who suddenly made trouble.

However, the two of them were only halfway filled when Chief Prosecutor Lucette raised his hand to stop them.

He smelled something different, and Marcus must have his reasons for doing so.

Marcus immediately put the gun back on the table and clapped his hands twice to keep the nerve-wracking agent from overdoing it.

He began to explain: "I can be alone at home and play with these weapons from morning to night, but whenever I go out, I always replace the firing pin in the gun.

They look the same on the outside, you need to use a micrometer to distinguish them. The guns I have shot are definitely impossible to shoot.

Just like the gun I fired just now, it is impossible for the bullet to go out.

The bullets that were taken from the archbishop were indeed fired from my gun, but they were from my canning a week ago.

I swore to defend the dignity of this country against foreign invasion and to quell domestic struggles.

But what I never imagined was that I would end my glorious mission by being framed by others, which I cannot accept.

I believe that when the dust settles and the truth comes out, the floating dust will not be able to cover up the truth after all. "

(End of this chapter)