The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 271 Assault Eagle Fort
Alexander Dunning, a defense contractor who was born in a gangster, has a tall name, but to put it bluntly, he is actually just an arms dealer, no different from Yuri Olov.

If you have to find any difference between them, Yuri's creed is that business is business, he is only responsible for selling weapons to those in need, and he has always defined himself as a salesman.

It's nothing more than the fact that the products he sells are weapons that can take the lives of others.

But Dunning is different. He regards himself as a big man who can stir up the situation. He often uses money to clear the way to improve his business, and then uses the money earned from business to bribe more officials to do things for him. Convenience.

In order to earn more money, he even spent a lot of money lobbying congressmen to launch a more protracted war.

Probably because he knew that he had done too many unscrupulous things, Dunning was also very concerned about his own safety, so he built his residence on a high mountain and named it Eagle Fort.

And Ron and the others are now outside this manor.

"Boss, why do I have to wear such awkward clothes? I look like a clown!" Marvin tugged at his red and blue tights angrily.

Beside him, Joe in black tights, Frank in dark blue tights, Sarah in black leather, and Ron in gold-red tights lay on the snow in turn.

If an otaku who likes to read comics sees them, they will definitely shout "The Avengers."

That's right, what they are wearing now is the COSPLAY costumes of the Avengers superheroes. Ron is Iron Man, Joe is Black Panther, Frank is Captain America, and Sarah is Black Widow.

"No reason, it's just to help you hide your identities better, and don't you think this suit matches what you are going to do? Avengers." Ron laughed.

He has no reason to be unhappy. Under Joe's persuasion, Marvin and Frank have agreed to join his team, and the Los Angeles Senior Club has added two new players.

With their strength, if Ron has any tasks that require him to leave for a long time, he can have no worries at all. With the skills of these old guys, it is enough to protect him from being stolen by others.

It's just that Frank's girlfriend Sarah is a little unhappy, because she is disgusted by Ron, and she doesn't even want to take him out to play with him on this mission.

In Ron's words, Sarah is a liability.

"What are you going to do?" Frank asked, "In addition to Dunning's own bodyguards, there is also a small team of FBI monitoring his movements 24 hours a day. their attention."

"If you want me to say, you should..."

"Should we pretend to be an African warlord buying weapons and approach him by discussing business?" Ron said Frank's plan casually, and Frank opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"How did you know about my plans?"

"Please, the old agents of your era just played around with a few tricks, it's too troublesome." Ron shook his head: "I have an easier way."

"How to do it?"

"Go directly to A." Ron put on Iron Man's helmet and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Toretto, are you ready?"

"No problem." Toretto's buzzing voice came from the intercom.

"Then let the action begin!"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, the large oil tank truck that was heading towards the nearby gas station suddenly changed direction and rushed towards Eagle Fort.

"Stop! If you don't stop, I'll shoot!" After the FBI failed to warn, and was about to shoot, a black sports car suddenly emerged from the bottom of the tanker and drove to the door.

The door of the tank truck also opened, and a muscular bald head rolled out and crashed into the sports car. Before the FBI agents could shoot, the sports car drove away.

Not only did the oil tanker not stop because of the loss of the driver, but the speed was getting faster and faster. No matter how the FBI bullets shot sparks one after another on the body, it finally crashed into two police cars blocking the road, and the whole body crashed into the car. Inside the gate of Eagle Fort.

"IT'S SHOWTIME!" Ron stood up suddenly and pressed the button on the remote control.

"Boom!" Nearly [-] tons of gasoline burned more violently under the detonation of the remote-controlled bomb, and the huge flames instantly engulfed the FBI team and the bodyguards outside Eagle Fort.

The shock wave blew the white cloak on Ron's body to hide in the snow, and the four people lying on the ground were stunned by Ron's great skill.

"What else are you looking at? Now you can start to act." After finishing speaking, Ron walked towards Eagle Castle first, as if strolling in his own home, without any hindrance.

"Sarah, you are here to let the air go, the others will follow me," Frank confessed to his girlfriend, and led three old men past Ron and rushed in.

There was a burst of gunshots in Eagle Fort, and when Ron walked slowly into the room, Dunning's bodyguards had been taken care of by three old men, and he himself was tied up and thrown to the ground.

"Good job," Ron looked down at his watch, "You have 15 minutes for interrogation before the arrival of support from the FBI and CIA. Let's start now, gentlemen."

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Don't you remember us?" Frank pressed Dunning's head so that he and his eyes met: "But we remember you, in 1921, you left a mess in Guatemala, and finally we wiped your ass , let me ask you, who was the person you brought back from Guatemala?"

Frank intuitively knew that this person's identity was the key to everything.

Unexpectedly, not only was Dunning not panicked at all, but he laughed instead: "Haha, I advise you not to go into this muddy water. First of all, you can't touch me..."

"Slap~" Ron slapped hard, knocking out two of Dunning's teeth.

"Where did you get the confidence?" Ron clacked his fingers, picked up the hammer and smashed a hole in the ice of the pool.

Dunning puzzled, "What are you going to do? Think you can scare me with a hammer? Then you're wrong, I..."

"Slap~" Ron slapped him again: "Where is so much nonsense, listen to me!"

"I heard that if a person's limbs are frozen off, they don't feel pain at all. I have been looking for a chance to verify it." Ron showed a mischievous smile on his face under the mask: "The outdoor temperature is minus three degrees now. It only takes 3-[-] minutes to refreeze.

I just need to cut a hole in the middle of your trousers, put your fifth limb in the water, it only takes two or three minutes, and you can tell me the result, what do you think of this experiment? "

(End of this chapter)