My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 280 What Are You Doing!?Why were the nukes activated? !
Things happened so fast that even though the members of Task Force 141 had heard Price's plan on the radio in advance, they didn't realize what was going on.

In fact, when Price was hiding behind Roddy just now, he quietly replaced the bullet in the chamber of the M1911 with the special SHIELD special "Frigal Bullet" that Launcher had given him before.

Price, who had witnessed the characteristics of the Friga bullet, firmly believed that this special anesthesia bullet would not pose a threat to Allen's life.

At most, as Launcher said, he would have a concussion for a while, sleep for a day and a night, and when the effect of the Friga bullet was lifted, Allen would naturally wake up again.

Although this "day and night" will be a little bit longer than the day and night that Price knows...

"Alan! Wake up! Alan!"

But the ghost, who didn't know about this, hurriedly ran to the fallen Allen in three steps and two steps, and was about to scold Price why he shot Allen in the head, wouldn't it be okay to use a thigh or something ?

But at this moment, Allen, who fell to the ground, did not have his head bleeding like the ghost imagined, but lay down on his back and fell asleep peacefully.

If it weren't for this guy's faintly blue and gradually bulging forehead, indicating that the bullet just now had indeed hit Allen's head, the ghost would have thought that this guy had simply fallen asleep.

"This is... what's going on? The bullet just now was..."

Price slowly opened his eyes, his bloodshot eyes still contained somewhat complicated emotions. The shot just now had almost exhausted all his mental strength.

"The Frigga bullet was given to me by someone else, and I didn't expect it to be used so soon."

Sighing lightly, Price locked the safety lock of the M1911 in his hand, reinserted it into the holster around his waist, and then picked up the bullet that he ejected from the chamber and the special shell from the ground.

"Frigga bullets?"

Roddy was stunned, it was the first time he had heard this name, and when he glanced at the bullet case that Price was holding in his hand, Leni's name couldn't help but emerge in his heart.

"That's the name. I just saw the effect of this bullet with my own eyes not long ago, so I did this. People who are shot will not be fatally injured, but will be affected by the powerful anesthetic inside to sleep." For a while, during this period, no matter what you do to him, he won't wake up."

Price put away the bullets and casings, which he would save for spares, and the casings which he would drop into the graves of the Doctor and Swipe with his own hands when they were buried.

"Damn, what happened? Is it resolved?"

Sanderson's painful groans came from the ground beside him. This guy's injuries have been healed by the alchemy crystal in sevens and eights. The broken ribs and gunshot wounds have healed, but the still aching chest and abdomen made him a little short of breath. smooth.

Seeing this, Soap immediately walked to his side to check his injuries carefully, but was shocked by the scene in front of him and couldn't speak.

Obviously Xiaoqiang had a big hole in his combat uniform on his abdomen, and half of his clothes were soaked in blood, but he couldn't find the bullet hole!

"Don't move him, the medical team will be here soon, and...he may have to undergo another minor operation..."

Rody didn't expect the alchemy crystal to heal Sergeant Gary Sanderson so well, and the wound healed after a while.

However, since Rody didn't take out the bullet for Sanderson when he first rescued him, he might have to go to the hospital for a minor operation after returning.

I hope it won't affect the rest of his life...

Soap was a little unclear, but he still followed Rody's suggestion and signaled Xiaoqiang to continue lying down, and then followed Price to the side of Allen, who had collapsed without any movement.

Cooperating with Price, Soap and the ghost moved Alan away, who was sleeping like a dead pig, and revealed Trio Barrow, who was pressed under him and had no sound.

"Oh, bah! Damn the dog!"

Soap spat on Barrow's face, a gesture he rarely made to insult a corpse, except this Barrow.

Price didn't say much about it, but just took a cold look at Barrow's unrepentant face, and then moved his gaze to the black matte suitcase that Barrow had been handcuffed to under his body.

"This should be the missile control device."

Price groped around Barrow's body, but couldn't find the key to the handcuffs.

"Use this."

Soap took out a portable pressure scissors from the tactical bag behind him and handed it to Price, signaling him to just use it to cut off the handcuffs.

Price didn't bother to look for it anymore, so he simply took it, only to hear a crisp click, and the chain of the handcuffs he had acquainted with snapped in two.

However, before Price opened the suitcase, Tony's voice suddenly came from Roddy's communicator.

"Roddy! What are you doing over there? Why did the missile launcher activate?!"

Through the real-time video sent by Jarvis, I saw that the mobile missile launch platform, which was lying firmly in the container yard just now, had automatically completed its deployment at this time!

The ballistic missile hidden in the container was standing on the launch pad fully deployed at this moment.

The radiation warning sign clearly engraved on the warhead, together with the palpitating sirens, indicated that the missile had entered the final preparations for launch at this time, and it might rise into the sky at any time!

"Shit! What did you do?"

Roddy exclaimed, and was about to rush over and snatch the suitcase from Price's hand.

"We didn't do anything!"

The siren from the communicator also woke up the members of Task Force 141, and Price even threw the suitcase to Roddy like a hot potato.

Rody, who took over the controller, hurriedly opened the box, but what he didn't expect was that the controller of the nuclear bomb hadn't been activated at all!

How is this going?

Roddy couldn't help but turn pale with fright. Could it be that this controller is fake?

The actual nuke controller wasn't actually in Trio Barrow's hands at all?

Roddy couldn't bear to think about it any longer, and hurriedly wanted to verify it through Jarvis, but the answer Jarvis gave was even more unimaginable.

"This is the missile controller, Colonel Rhodes. It is still connected to the mobile missile launch platform at the port through the network, but the launch command is not issued through this controller."

Jarvis never made a mistake, at least in Roddy's mind, he never did.

"Who gave the launch order?"

Jarvis paused for a while, before giving Roddy an inexplicable answer:

"I can't pinpoint where the order came from, but it doesn't appear to be in Benghazi..."

It seems that Roddy rarely heard this word from Jarvis, the artificial intelligence butler, and it can even be said that he never heard it.

But he still gave such a "seems" as the answer to Roddy's question...

(End of this chapter)