The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 555

When Ron heard this, his heart tightened.

Ethan would never issue such a stupid order. No matter how confrontational the United States and Russia are, at least face-saving. Such a scene of agents directly blasting the enemy's capital is basically no different from declaring war.

Then there really seems to be only one. This is not Ethan's original intention at all, but someone intentionally hacked into their communication system, and deliberately leaked this channel to Russia, with the purpose of provoking disputes between the United States and Russia, and even war!
Figured out the joint, Ron quickly walked to the small shop beside Zhang Road. Just as he left the square, there was a "boom", a corner of the Kremlin was blown down, and part of the ground on the square was also blown up. The huge shock wave generated opened up.

"Ron, are you in trouble?" Peggy asked concerned when she heard something strange.

"No, the trouble just started. I'm sorry, Peggy. From now on, if you go back to your silent state, there may be a troublesome agency starting to target me." Ron frowned, looking at the smoke and dust behind him. there is a distance,
"Okay, take care of yourself."

Hanging up the phone, Ron threw the encrypted mobile phone that was specifically in contact with Peggy into the river, took off his coat, and put it on his body in turn, turning into another set of clothes, and then disappeared into the crowd .

On the other hand, Ethan, who was found by Ron, was not so lucky. As soon as he walked out of the Kremlin, the mysterious man over there immediately detonated the bomb. In a hospital, a tube was inserted into his body and he was being given an infusion, and the hand being infused was handcuffed to the armrest of the hospital bed.

"You finally woke up? American slut!" Ethan just opened his eyes, and saw a man with a stern face staring at him: "I know, the culprit of this explosion is you!"

As he said that, the man shook off the coat that Ethan was wearing in front of him. It was the same double-sided coat as Ron, one side was a normal casual jacket, and the other side was the Russian military uniform he had sneaked into the Kremlin.

"You are unlucky to meet me, captain. I never show mercy to those who destroy my country. I want you to pay the price. You just wait to see the methods passed down from the KGB!"

As he said that, the man stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, but was about to light it, but was snatched away by the nurse: "This is a hospital, not a nightclub. If you want to smoke, go out and smoke. Eva, come and help us. Let's put this together." The patient is transported to the inner ward."

Another nurse pushed Ethan's hospital bed to the ward, but neither the two nurses nor the fierce Russian agent noticed that Ethan had secretly removed the paper clip from the medical record folder.

When the two nurses were pushing the hospital bed, Ethan had already opened the handcuffs with his skilled skills, and then got out of the window the moment the nurses went out.

When the Russian agents turned around and found that Ethan was missing, Ethan had already jumped downstairs along the wire.

"Sorry, Mr. Minister, I have to trouble you again. I went to Ethan as you said, but when I arrived, he had already started to act and detonated a bomb in the Kremlin. I think this must not be your idea. ?”

Ron, who searched around the square to no avail, had no choice but to find the minister of the IMF again, but this time the minister didn't just give him an address to send him away, but let him get in the car.

"From tomorrow onwards, I will not be a minister. Today I flew to Russia to conclude a friendship agreement, and now I have not met the person in charge of the Russian side. I will return to the United States to submit my resignation to the president. This time, Ethan made too much trouble, if I knew this, I might as well entrust you with this task, at least, even if you blow it up, the Russians won't get caught, "

The minister said gloomily. Halfway through his speech, he beckoned the driver to stop in the shadow of the roadside, opened the door, and immediately jumped into a swift figure from the corner.

"Ethan?"

"Ron? What are you doing here?"

Friends who haven't seen each other for many years finally meet again.

"Ahem, gentlemen, if you want to reminisce about the past, there will be opportunities in the future, and the most important thing right now is the task," the minister interrupted when he saw that the two were about to talk, "Ethan, I want to know what happened?"

"Have a pen? Ron."

Ron took out a pen and handed it to Ethan: "Here you are."

Ethan took the pen, drew a few strokes on the palm of his hand, and immediately drew a portrait of a middle-aged man to show to the two: "European man, about six feet tall, 180 pounds, blue eyes, who is he?"

"Your drawing skills are really bad, but according to your description, it should be Hunter Hendricks, a genius with an IQ of 190, who once served in the Swedish special forces, a professor of physics at Stockholm University, who specializes in nuclear theory , then got fired because he was a lunatic."

The minister recalled for a while and continued: "Our people have followed some of his movements before, but all the people who followed him disappeared, so I am particularly impressed. Why did you suddenly mention this person?"

"Because I saw him in the Kremlin, he bombed the Kremlin, you have to warn the Russian government that one of their strategic advisers stole the nuclear bomb launcher, and his men have got the weapon code."

"The problem is that the Russians won't believe anything we say now. They think you bombed the Kremlin." Ron spread his hands helplessly: "I'm beginning to regret wading in this muddy water. Is it too late to leave now?" ?”

However, the minister sitting opposite him looked at Ethan and smiled kindly:
"Of course, the relationship between the United States and Russia, since the Cuban Missile Crisis, is once again on the verge of saber-rattling, and this time the spearhead, rightly or wrongly, is directed at the IMF, the President activated the Ghost Protocol, and from now on, the entire The IMF exists, Ethan, you are now an internationally wanted terrorist.

All American intelligence personnel will receive an order to kill Ethan immediately after seeing Ethan. Ron, what are you going to do? "

"Damn old fox!" Ron cursed, and lay down helplessly on the seat. This time, he was pinched to death. Let Ron attack his good brother. He would rather find a way with his good brother Solve the crisis.

"Remember that you owe me once. When my first child is born, you must give me a red envelope of [-] million yuan. Do you hear me?"

Ron glared at Ethan viciously, then turned to look at the minister: "What are you going to tell us to do now? You must have an emergency plan, right?"

"Of course not. I respect the president's order and intend to bring Ethan back to Washington now. The Ministry of Defense will push all the Kremlin bombings to his head, unless..."

The minister flashed a sly look, holding up the long tail to show off, Ron hurriedly asked: "Unless what?"

"Unless, on the way to the airport, someone snatches him and escapes, and attacks me and the driver, you'll grab weapons and equipment from an alternate hideout I don't know about, and your team will show up there, waiting Further instructions, and you vanish, and the conversation never happens.

No one knows what you are going to do, but if you are captured or killed, you will be considered terrorists, instigating a global nuclear war. "

As he said that, the minister pretended to accidentally drop a U disk on the ground: "Your task is free to choose whether to accept it or not."

"Hehe, is there another choice?" Ron sneered and picked up the USB flash drive: "Isn't it? No matter how we choose? We all have only one way? You all know that I can't watch my friends die, let alone now was also involved."

"I've changed my mind, Ethan. On the day I get married, you have to give me a big red envelope of [-] million yuan. Now you owe me a total of [-] million yuan, you know?"

Before Ron could finish his last words, a burst of flames burst out of the car window. Then, the car body shook violently, and gunshots sounded like popping beans from both sides at the same time. The minister and the driver were shot immediately.

"Get down!" Ethan yelled, leaping forward recklessly, pulling the steering wheel, causing the car to slam to one side, and then pressed his whole body on Ron, preparing for the impact.

"Bang!" The car hit the guardrail on the side of the road, and the huge inertia caused the rear of the car to tilt up, and it fell into the river like an acrobatic clown.

Seeing this, the two immediately took a deep breath and stuck themselves firmly on the car seat, sinking into the river together with the car.

Fortunately, the car was heavy enough and the body was strong enough. When it sank to the bottom of the river, it turned upside down, leaving a big air bubble at the bottom of the car.

"Are you okay? Ron?" Ethan shouted anxiously out of the water.

"You have a bit of a conscience, kid. It's not in vain for me to come out to find you." Ron also emerged from the water, spitting out a mouthful of river water.

The action of Ethan pressing on him for the first time just now really made Ron warm. Even after so many years, the brotherhood has not changed at all.

"Take a deep breath and follow me."

Just as Ethan was about to take Ron to swim out of the car, Ron saw the air bubbles suddenly tugged: "No, we can't just go out like this, look at the air bubbles! They're shooting into the river!"

"Then what do we do?"

"What else can I do? Of course, it's still the old way, just go around!"

Ron pulled out the tool box under the car seat, found the cold firework and lit it, then inserted the cold firework into the sleeve of the minister's corpse and pushed it out.

This trick really worked. The glowing corpse immediately attracted bullets from countless Russian agents, and a string of bubbles arose around the minister's corpse. Luo Enze pulled Ethan and swam out from another direction.

Swim all the way to the bottom of the bridge in one breath, then escape from the sewers leading to the river.

"Huh~ I'm so exhausted, I don't even remember when was the last time we were in such a mess?"

Swimming for three kilometers at a sprint speed in the turbulent river, and then crawling out of the stinking sewer, even with Ron's almost infinite physical strength, he couldn't help but sit down on the ground. To make matters worse, the whole person lay down on the ground, gasping for air with his lungs like a dilapidated bellows.

"It should be when we were in the secret service school, you, me and Bourne went to the kitchen to steal supper together, and that day was a mess," Ethan recalled the past, with a smile on his face: "You take the leftover chicken bones Put it on Bourne, use the smell as a bait to lure the dog away, but unexpectedly we met another dog at the door of the kitchen, we were chased so badly that day, how is Bourne doing recently?"

"He lost his memory while performing an NSA mission, his immediate superior was missing, and several other heads of the NSA were hunting him down with all their strength, so I hid him in India."

"Good idea, when this matter is over, I will accompany you to India to find Bourne, this way, Ron, let's go this way."

When they both had enough rest, Ethan immediately pulled his clothes as Ron was about to leave.

Ron looked up to see that they had arrived at the train station without knowing it.

"Your backup hideout is at the train station? Let me guess, is it the bathroom or the commissary?"

"No, it's a carriage, green No. 47," Ethan turned around when he heard the siren, and just saw another train on the opposite side through the gap between the passing truck carriages: "I saw it, it's there .”

Ron followed his gaze, and saw that it was a freight train carriage, which looked ordinary on the outside, but when Ethan entered the password and the two of them entered the carriage together, Ron discovered that there was actually something inside this unremarkable carriage. It is a lounge with a sense of technology.

"Don't move... Ethan? God, I thought you were dead! Who is he?"

The funny-looking white man pointed a gun at them and said, Ethan quickly turned away while holding the gun: "Ron, my good friend, be careful, he doesn't like being pointed at with a gun, what, our Not bad for a backup hideout?"

Ethan said braggingly, and Ron just started to look at the appearance of this hiding place. There are three screens inlaid on the silver-gray metal wall, and various weapons and equipment are hung in the wall kitchen on the other wall. Sensational, some of which Ron didn't even recognize.

"It's fancy enough, but I feel that apart from the bomb, everything else is useless. If there is any problem, just blow it up all the way. Why is it so troublesome?"

Ron's disdainful attitude made Ethan's two subordinates roll their eyes angrily. Ethan introduced him just now. The funny-looking one is called Benji, a computer expert who is in charge of information support, and the other female agent is named Jane. .

Ethan didn't say what skills it had, and Lorne couldn't see that she had any other specialties except for her legs. She probably didn't have any special abilities. Ron couldn't help but sweat again for the success rate of this operation. .

On the other hand, Ethan had read the information on the USB flash drive that the minister gave him at last, and clapped his hands to get everyone together: "According to the latest information, people who often use nuclear bomb launchers will check into the Burj Khalifa Hotel in 36 hours. Meet the killer who killed our agent in Budapest two days ago, and buy the launch code she stole, we must rush there now."

(End of this chapter)