Great Single Player of the Heavens

Two minutes later.

　　 This section of the highway has turned into a scene of hell.

　　The convoy departing from Hamburg was completely wiped out under the sudden attack.

　　 Two SUVs were turned into black carbonized wreckage. The body of one SUV was full of bullet holes. Four members of the German special forces in the car were covered in blood, sitting weakly on their seats.

　　 The bulletproof van protected by the SUV was overturned by a huge impact and lay on its side on the road.

　　 Around it, there is a group of militants who are slowly approaching.

　　 "Go, open the door!"

　　 Following the order from the man with different pupils, two militants carrying a black travel bag in their hands took out a set of high-temperature welding torches and walked to the back door of the carriage.

　　 At this moment, the back door of the carriage made a sound, and it was opened from the inside.

　　 Then, a member of the special forces wearing a black combat uniform, a helmet and a mask, slowly crawled out of it.

　　 His right leg, twisted at a strange angle, was obviously broken.

　　 saw that he was still holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, as if he was using the walkie-talkie to ask for help:

　　 "Ahem... This is the transport team..."

　　 "We... have been attacked, please..."

　　 But before he finished speaking, a "bang" shot, a hot bullet, penetrated his head, and interrupted his words.

　　 A militant wearing a mask took the walkie-talkie from the dead guard and threw it casually.

　　The militant with the AK in his hand, as if not quite relieved, raised his leg and stepped on the wreckage of the walkie-talkie several times before giving up.

　　 Without opening the door, two armed men armed with AK walked into the carriage.

　　 After a few shots, a short-haired man in a black and white prison uniform with his hands handcuffed in handcuffs was supported by the two and walked out of the carriage.

　　 The inch-headed man seems to have not yet reacted to what happened just now.

　　 I saw him leaning on the armed men next to him, his eyes were slightly narrowed, a wound on his forehead was slowly bleeding, and his face was a little pale.

　　 Just as he struggled with the dizziness in his mind and tried to clear his thoughts, a deep, familiar voice sounded in his ears:

　　 "Victor, are you okay?"

　　 When the inch-headed man tried to open his eyes, what caught his eyes were a pair of different pupils and a familiar face.

　　 The inch-headed man who finally reacted, couldn't help cursing in a shameless manner:

　　 "Gan! Vladimir, I was **** almost killed by you!"

　　 Hearing the words, Yi Hitomi shrugged and stretched out his right hand to him.

　　 held the hand from the other party and stood up abruptly from the ground. The inch-headed man glanced around, opened his arms and closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

　　 After feeling the feeling of freedom, the inch-headed man turned his head to look at the man with different pupils and asked:

　　 "What happens next?"

　　 "Next, we will take you home!"

　　. . .

　　 An hour later...

　　 When Team A, who received the news, arrived at the scene as quickly as possible, all that was left for them was that they were blocked by slivers, a messy highway.

　　 Through the car window, I looked at the appalling SUV, the overturned van, and the bodies covered with white cloth that were carried into the ambulance. The four people in the car couldn't help falling into solemn silence.

　　 Lu Qi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked serious, stared at the opened back door of the carriage for a while, then took out the satellite phone and dialed Sheffield.

　　 "Sir, we are late, little Zakayev has been rescued..."

　　 Hearing this news, Sheffield on the other side was silent for a while before speaking:

　　 "I see. The rest, leave it to others, you can return to the base..."

　　As soon as he hung up, Lu Qi heard Xiaoqiang in the back seat and asked:

　　 "Sir, what shall we do now?"

　　 "Let's go home!"

　　. . . . . .

　　 England, Credenhill.

　　Lu Qi, who returned to the base, immediately came to the tactical room after disbanding the team on the spot.

　　 However, in the tactical room, except for Sheffield who appeared in the real-time video screen, Lu Qi did not see Gates, soap, or even Price.

　　 "Sir, why didn't you see Captain Price? And, what is the matter with little Zakayev?"

　　 "This is what I want to tell you..."

　　 After Sheffield's explanation, Lu Qi understood that what he saw was only the tip of the iceberg.

　　 It turns out that the target of extremists is not just one...

　　 Just an hour after he led Team A to the Netherlands, 141 again received information that a group of extremists planned to attack a certain military train and kidnap the Greek Prime Minister on board.

　　 Sheffield immediately sent B team led by Price, Gates and Soap to rescue.

　　 Sheffield thought that the hijacking of the passenger plane was just a cover, and the target of the extremists was really the Prime Minister of Greece.

　　 However, he was wrong.

　　 After he dispatched his two elite teams, unexpected bad news came from Hamburg, Germany:

　　 The transport convoy escorting little Zakayev was attacked!

　　 Until that moment, Sheffield did not understand that from the beginning, the target of extremists was little Zakayev!

　　 As for the vice president of Shenkai Transportation on the passenger plane, and the Greek Prime Minister on the train, they are all used as a cover to implement the strategy of adjusting the tiger away from the mountain!

　　 The other party seems to know very well that ~www.ltnovel.com~ will pay close attention to their own movements, and will do everything possible to stop them. That's why I deliberately put down the guise, mobilized the 141 troops, and then made another fatal blow, saving little Zakayev!

　　 I have to say that this wave of operations deeply embodies the essence of "soldiers and tricks".

　　Being able to come up with these plans, and with such strength and energy, apart from Makarov, the super villain who inherited Zakayev and the leader of the "core group" of the extremist organization, Lu Qi couldn't think of anyone else.

　　 It’s just that Lu Qi didn’t understand why Makarov wanted to save Zakayev?

　　 Lu Qi didn't think that Makarov would be so stupid that he thought he was too powerful, and wanted to find a boss for himself.

　　Perhaps, he did it for the identity of the young Zakayev as "the only bloodline of the hero Zakayev of Mao Kingdom"?

　　 Pressing down on this idea temporarily, Lu Qi looked at Sheffield on the screen, and said solemnly:

　　 "So, all this is the plan of extremists to save the son of their great leader?"

　　 "Yes, after the little Zakayev was rescued, these extremists have a righteousness. They can carry on Zakayev's legacy and make the country great again, and make trouble in the country of Mao and the whole world!"

　　 "Second Lieutenant Mars, I heard that you caught Victor Zakayev with your own hands, so let it happen again!"