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"Can I pretend to be Benjamin?"

Steve's words attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

Gary looked at Steve with interest and said, "Tell me about it."

"They haven't met. Benjamin has always been cautious and rarely shows up... I'm going to do it myself."

Steve spoke up, "So it should be no problem for me to pretend to be him."

Gary raised a question: "But you still have to talk to Greg. The appearance is not a problem, but the voice cannot be changed."

Steve looked at Davis and said, "Isn't someone very capable? We now have a sample of Benjamin's voice. Can't we just upload it to the computer and let the transcoder synchronize it in real time?"

“It seems like a good idea!”

After listening to Steve's thoughts, the three of them looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

…………

"Dududu~"

"Is it Benjamin?"

Steve was looking around in the magnificent hotel lobby when his cell phone suddenly rang. He looked at the incoming call number and answered the call: "It's me."

A deep male voice came from the phone: "There is a green G-Class parked outside. My people will escort you."

Looking at the burly men standing at the entrance of the hotel, Steve hung up the phone, smiled, and walked towards them.

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Benjamin."

In the spacious carriage, a bald man with a beard greeted Steve enthusiastically and said, "Give me the phone."

Steve didn't say anything and handed the phone to the bearded man.

After taking a look at his phone, the bearded man looked at Steve again: "Anything else?"

Steve shook his head and said calmly: "No more!"

"May I?"

The bearded man pointed at a few burly men nearby, asking in a questioning tone, but there was an unquestionable look in his eyes.

"Of course!"

Steve smiled and raised his hands to let several burly men check him with a detector.

"Excuse me, you can help yourself. There is water in the car. You can tell us if you need anything."

Seeing his men nodding, the bearded man smiled and became more enthusiastic.

The military green G-Class sped along the road, and Davis followed in a silver-gray Mercedes-Benz from a distance. Until the G-Class left the main road and drove into a small road, Davis was afraid of being discovered, so he had to drive along the road for a distance before stopping the car.

After parking the car on a small hill, Davis took out a toolbox from the trunk and began to assemble the parts inside. Soon, a G-Force appeared in his hand. After debugging the sniper rifle, Davis used the scope on it to look for the shadow of the G-Force.

The G-Class stopped under the ruins of an ancient city wall. There were already several cars parked there, and next to each car stood a few burly men in fully armed uniforms.

After getting off the car, the scorching sun shone on Steve's bald head, making him frown.

"They'll be here soon."

The bearded man put on sunglasses and looked at Steve with a relaxed expression.

Steve smiled but said nothing. He looked around, scratched his wrist, took the opportunity to put the micro communicator on his watch into his ear, and said lightly, "I'm online!"

After finding a high position and setting up the sniper rifle, Davis said, "OK, I'm in position. I'm watching you."

Just then, a silver-gray G-Class raised a cloud of dust and drove quickly towards Steve.

"Selkie..."

"Boss!"

The car stopped and a tall, thin man wearing sunglasses and a suit got out of the car. A bear-like muscular man about 1.9 meters tall got out from the other side and handed the iced drink in his hand to the man.

"This is Mr. Benjamin, right?"

After taking the drink and taking a sip, the man took off his sunglasses and looked at Steve: "Nice to meet you!"

"Me too!" Steve smiled and nodded.

"Well, I can't tell you're that happy."

The man smiled, led Steve to the trunk, took out a laptop case, and looked at Steve:
"Your people have experienced it before. Our stuff is genuine. What's in front of you now is the secret box."

"I need a cell phone."

Steve turned to look at the bearded man, took the phone from him and called Simmons.

Simmons' familiar voice came from the phone: "Hello, Benjamin Bunny..."

"Mr. Simmons, we are connected."

Steve spoke slowly, and after synchronous transcoding, his voice had become Benjamin's voice in Simmons' ears.

"very good!"

Simmons, who didn't notice anything unusual, said, "Is everything okay?"

Steve said calmly: "Everything went well."

"OK, if there is no problem, please enter the 15-digit password now." The man listened to the conversation between Steve and Simmons and opened his laptop.

Steve nodded: "No problem, please step aside for a moment."

Several men looked at him and turned away at the same time.

Listening to Steve's voice, Simmons nodded: "Okay, I'll start reading. Two, six, two, one... then the tilde, eight, five, nine... then the lowercase letter a, okay."

Steve nodded as the computer screen showed that the transfer had begun. "OK, the transaction is complete."

Simmons said something and hung up the phone: "Okay, Ben, go back and don't talk to strangers."

Through the scope, Davis suddenly found a familiar fat man talking to the bearded man. His mind suddenly moved, and he hurriedly reminded: "Oh no, that bodyguard seems to have appeared in the villa area before. He seems to have recognized you and is now reporting you."

Steve turned his head and looked over. He saw the bearded man took out a pistol from his waist, walked over directly, and pointed it at his head:

"You're not Benjamin? Who are you?"

"Thump, thump, thump~,"

"Oh no, a helicopter is coming!"

At this moment, the sound of a helicopter suddenly sounded in the sky, and a group of fully armed burly men immediately scattered.

"Davis!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As Davis pulled the trigger repeatedly, blood splattered one after another on the heads of several burly men next to the clothes.

Steve kicked the bearded corpse away, and the villain lost his balance and fell to the ground. Without any hesitation, Steve quickly turned to the car parked on the side of the road, opened the door quickly, and took out a pistol from the car.

With his fingers tightly gripping the handle of the gun, Steve raised his arm and aimed at the fleeing men. The figures of these people looked flustered and ridiculous in the chaos. Steve's sight did not waver at all. He calmly aimed at the target and pulled the trigger. Gunshots rang out, accompanied by the flash of sparks, and bullets shot out of the gun barrel, flying towards the fleeing figures. Three strong men fell to the ground in response.
At the same time, there was a roar in the sky, and the helicopter began to fire howitzers. Explosions came one after another, and the shock wave shook the surrounding air. Fragments flew everywhere, smoke filled the air, and the whole scene seemed to be plunged into a purgatory of war.

Without caring about the burly men who were fleeing, Steve quickly threw himself under the ruined city wall to avoid the flying debris.

Several military jeeps drove over in the distance, and a group of well-trained mercenaries cooperated with the helicopters in the sky to fire at the fleeing crowd. Soon, these people killed all the men of the man in sunglasses. Several submachine guns were pointed at the shivering man in sunglasses, and Steve was also surrounded by several mercenaries.

"Are you Michael's men? Don't point the gun at me! Bring me the radio! Michael, are you on the helicopter?"

Steve pushed away the mercenary's gun and snatched the walkie-talkie from his hand.

A familiar voice came from the intercom: "Hi, Steve, you sound a little unhappy?"

"You don't need to worry about this!"

Steve angrily asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm playing a game and having a great time!"

Michael looked at the miserable Steve below and said happily, "What happened to you? Did your car break down? Don't worry, I'll give you a ticket back home. Leave this to my men. You know why I'm here, don't make the scene so ugly, don't be shy, just hand over my spoils."

Steve said bluntly into the intercom: "If you want it so badly, then get down here and get it yourself."

"I have subordinates who will help me do things."

The voice sounded above Steve. Steve turned around and saw Michael standing on the high wall, looking at him triumphantly. He immediately sneered, "Here you go again. You only dare to keep a safe distance from me. You are still a man, Michael!"

"Artos, the box!"

Michael ignored Steve's sarcasm and ordered his men to take the box out of the car. He smiled and waved to Steve, then turned and walked directly towards the helicopter.

"Oh! Steve, the situation over there is not good... It's going to change, Michael is going crazy!"

Several gunshots were heard in the distance, and Davis's surprised voice came from the micro-communicator: "He killed all those Ukrainians! He's coming to deal with you soon!"

Steve sighed: "Why don't you do it?!"

"biu! biu! biu!"

Several muffled gunshots rang in his ears. Steve turned his head and saw that the men who had just pointed their guns at him were all lying on the ground. He smiled:

"Young man, your shooting skills are quite accurate, well done!"

Davis said:

"Of course, I can do more than just tease dogs. There's a plane over there, and the pilot is dead. See you over there!"

"Okay, here we go."

Steve quickly ran towards the helicopter, and just as he got on the plane, Davis ran over.

Davis got in the passenger seat and looked at Steve. "Can you fly a helicopter?"

"I haven't driven it for a long time. I'll get the feel for it first."

Steve fiddled with the control panel for a while and said disapprovingly, "It's just a helicopter, no big deal!"

The helicopter's propeller began to turn and the fuselage rose from the ground shakily. This feeling made Davis a little frightened.

But soon, under Steve's operation, the fuselage was stabilized. After identifying the direction, Steve began to control the plane to chase in the direction of Michael and the others.

Steve dialed Gary's number while operating the plane: "Gary, are you online?"

Gary's voice came from the communicator:
"Here, what's wrong?"

"Your friend Michael is here again," Steve said, "if he betrays us this time."

"Rebellion?"

Steve nodded. "He executed the Ukrainian and stole the stuff. I'm chasing him in a helicopter. Have the other two evacuated yet?"

"Don't worry about them,"

Gary said in a muffled voice: "They will be able to get away soon."

Steve asked, "What happened to them?"

"Their identities have been exposed. Simmons' bodyguards are chasing them," Gary began to call the minister. "Focus on getting Michael's suitcase back. OK, I'm hanging up now. I need to report the intelligence to the minister."

The communication was interrupted, and Steve turned to look at Davis: "Find me their location."

"OK, looking for it."

Davis picked up the phone in his hand, looked at the flashing red dot on it, and said, "Oh, I found it. Fly southwest for two minutes."

"OK!"

Steve nodded and steered the plane toward the southwest.

"Oh, I spotted them! They're coming into the tunnel!"

Soon, Steve saw a car quickly escaping from the window below, and a jeep chasing it closely behind.

Davis watched Steve pressing buttons randomly and asked, "Do you know how to launch a rocket launcher?"

The helicopter flew low and stopped above the tunnel entrance before the car. Steve pressed the joystick on it and curled his lips: "This shouldn't be difficult. F stands for forward, and R stands for rocket launcher."

As he said that, Steve pressed the button on the joystick and fired a rocket launcher straight towards the tunnel entrance.

Just when the car carrying Sarah and the other person came out of the tunnel, they heard a loud noise from behind. As shown in the picture, there was smoke and dust behind them. The entrance to the tunnel was completely blown down, and the pursuers behind were buried inside, with their lives and deaths unknown.

The car stopped and the two men who had been chased all the way felt relieved at once when they saw the familiar face on the helicopter.

"I told you it was easy!"

With a smug smile at Davis, the helicopter landed on an open space on the side of the road and picked up Danny and Sarah.

Gary's voice came from the interrogator: "Steve, we have already found out that Michael is not working for another government, but for himself now."

"I got it!"

Steve shrugged. "That doesn't surprise me."

Gary: “So, now you have to track him down.”

Steve said, "You go after them yourself, we'll go find Simmons."

As he spoke, Steve piloted the helicopter back toward the castle.

"Hey, why are you looking for him?"

Danny was immediately anxious. He had just escaped from a dangerous situation and was about to fall into a trap again. "Really? We can't go back to find him!"

Gary also said: "You want to see Simmons, but Simmons may not want to see you."

"sit down!"

Steve looked back at Danny and said to Gary, "You are wrong, Gary. He is eager to see me now. He knows that Sarah has enough evidence to put him in jail for life, so Simmons will cooperate obediently."

(End of this chapter)