Nuclear weapons crisis and secret tracking
On a battlefield baptized by war, the smoke of gunpowder has not completely dissipated, and the smoke and dust are like a thick curtain, covering this chaotic place. Ston Butch stood in this mess, frowned, his eyes full of vigilance and solemnity. He had just experienced a thrilling confrontation, but at this moment his heart was shocked by a more terrifying fact-Pavel's power had quietly penetrated into this seemingly peaceful corner.
"Where is Pavel?" Ston Butch turned around suddenly, his eyes were like a torch, staring at the man escorted in front of him, with an unquestionable majesty in his tone. The voice was like a sharp blade, cutting through the tension and depression that filled the air.
The man was a little panicked by the sharp eyes, and said with his lips trembling slightly, "I don't know, he just said that we should take this person back." His voice was a little trembling, and it seemed particularly weak in this empty and chaotic battlefield.
Ston Butch thought to himself that from the man's mouth, he might not be able to ask more useful information for a while. He slowly stood up and glanced at the messy battlefield in front of him, with broken walls, smoke filled with gunpowder, and the undissipated bloody smell, which made him feel an indescribable fatigue. Although the battle has come to an end for the time being, he knows that the real crisis has just begun.
The unidentified suitcase nuclear weapon quickly emerged in his mind. Once it fell into Pavel's hands, the consequences would be unimaginable. Ston Butch took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. It was not the time to rest. Every minute and every second were extremely precious. He had to pull Pavel's whereabouts from the man as soon as possible, and then find the nuclear weapon to prevent a possible catastrophe.
Ston Butch walked to the man again, and his eyes revealed a sense of firmness and determination: "Now you see it, Pavel doesn't care about your life or death at all. If you don't say it, it's really too late." His words hit the man's heart like a heavy hammer.
At this moment, Nuowen's anxious voice suddenly came from the walkie-talkie: "No one is there, go up!" This voice broke the brief stalemate and also made a hint of panic flash across the man's face.
The man's spiritual defense finally collapsed completely. His legs became weak, he collapsed to the ground, hugged his head with both hands, and cried, "I said, I said." The voice was filled with despair and fear, as if at this moment, all the secrets in his heart could no longer be hidden.
"Ten million, we spent 10 million to buy the bomb." The man finally said this key message in a crying voice.
Ston Butch looked at the man's painful expression and knew that he could not hold back. He breathed a sigh of relief and finally got some useful clues, but he knew in his heart that the next task would only be more difficult, and every step would be like walking on thin ice.
Ston Butch quickly contacted Nowen and others, turned to the man and said, "Very good, start, tell me what happened to Kurakin." Then he asked anxiously to the intercom, "Team B, what's the position? Are you ready to go up?"
"Action!" Kechuan's voice came from the walkie-talkie, simple and powerful, with an unquestionable decisive feeling. They were already climbing the stairs, taking each step quickly and firmly, approaching the unknown danger step by step.
"Enter!" Nuowen's voice rang out immediately, followed by a slight sound, which was the signal they entered the new area.
"Speak quickly, Fahard, your family is still inside. You must be scared to death. If something goes wrong, it will be bad." Ston Butch continued to use psychological tactics to launch a psychological offensive against Fahard. His words were like silk threads, wrapping around Fahard's heart bit by bit, allowing his fear to continue to spread.
Fahard's eyes became redder and his expression became more and more nervous, and his body continued to tremble uncontrollably. Apparently, Ston Butch's threat played a role, and he was completely shrouded in fear.
"We didn't trade with Kurakin, but with a woman." Farhard finally couldn't bear it, staring at Ston Butch and telling this amazing secret.
At this moment, a fierce gunfight suddenly came from the walkie-talkie, the whistling of bullets, and the shouts of people intertwined. As soon as Fahard heard this sound, his eyes instantly became even more panicked, as if the gunfire sound was a death-guiding talisman.
Fahard took out his cell phone in a panic, and a photo of a thin, tall woman appeared on it. He pointed to the photo and said to Ston Butch: "Natasha Peterrenko, we have a video of her."
"Let's go down!" Ke Chuan rushed into a room. In the room, a woman was holding a child tightly. The two were trembling in fear and lay on the bed. Ke Chuan's voice seemed particularly loud in this tense atmosphere, like a bell.
When Fahard heard the voice, he became more nervous, and the fear in his heart had reached its peak. Finally, he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart, grabbed the intercom and shouted at Ston Butch: "Stop!" The voice was filled with despair and begging.
Seeing this, Ston Butch grabbed Fahard's back neck and knocked him over to the ground with great force. His movements were clean and neat, without any hesitation, as if at this moment, he had become the master who had control over everything.
After entering the room, Kechuan quickly glanced around, confirmed that the safety was safe and said, "The room was safe." There was a hint of fatigue in his voice, but more of a relief.
"No." The woman watched Kechuan and the others break into the door, curled up in horror, and kept saying in her mouth. Her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, as if facing a group of demons from hell.
Nuowen had also entered the room and began to search for things in the room. Her eyes were firm and persistent, and she did not miss any corner where there might be clues. With her keen intuition, she found something strange in a very secret place.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Boss, I found the bomb, the second one." Nuowen's voice was filled with excitement and excitement. Sure enough, she found the second bomb, and this discovery caused a subtle change in the entire situation.
Kechuan quickly came in and checked in. He carefully checked every detail of the bomb to ensure that no key information was missed.
"Did you know Pavel's information?" Colchuan asked Ston Butcher on the intercom. At this moment, what they care about most was Pavel's whereabouts, which is the key to solving the entire mystery.
"No, but there are clues." Ston Butch replied to Cochon while suppressing Fahard. Although there was no definite news yet, this clue also gave them a glimmer of hope.
"It's best to be useful. I've returned too many times without success. I have to catch Pavel now." Colchuan ordered Ston Butcher. There was a hint of anxiety and helplessness in his tone. This long tracking had exhausted them both physically and mentally.
Ston Butch obtained the name and picture of the woman, and the next step was to find her. This mysterious woman may be the key to solving all mysteries.
In the distant South Carolina, the sun shines gently on the earth, covering the city with a golden coat. Long Zhan and Florence, Madison came here to enjoy a peaceful life. In the early morning, Long Zhan ran as usual, and the fresh air made him feel relaxed and happy. His steps were light and rhythmic, as if they were integrated with nature.
However, just as he was immersed in this wonderful morning jog, suddenly a severe pain came from his abdomen, as if a sharp blade was stirring in his body. Long Zhan stopped suddenly, and a painful expression appeared on his face. He didn't know if it was because of the old injury that had not recovered or for some other reason.
He endured the pain, squatted down slowly, and covered his abdomen with both hands, trying to relieve the sudden and severe pain. Sweat continued to seep out from his forehead and dripped onto the ground, and his face turned pale as paper.
He endured the pain and slowly moved to the grass beside him. Every step he took seemed extremely difficult. He sat on the grass, gasping for breath, and his body was still trembling.
Fortunately, he brought some water when he went out, so he quickly unscrewed the water bottle and took a few sips. The cool water flowed down his throat, making his body feel a little more comfortable. He closed his eyes and quietly waited for the severe pain to pass.
After a while, the pain finally gradually eased, and his body gradually recovered some strength. Seeing that his body was getting better, Long Zhan struggled to stand up and continue running towards home. Although his pace was no longer as light as before, he still persisted and moved towards home step by step.
When she got home, Madison had already finished breakfast at home and was carrying a bag and preparing to go to work. When she saw Long Zhan coming home, she found something wrong with his face and asked with concern: "Hi, baby, how are you running?" Her eyes were full of gentleness and concern.
Long Zhan didn't want her to see anything strange, so he tried to squeeze out a smile and said, "It's pretty good, very comfortable." His voice tried to keep it as steady as possible, but he still couldn't hide the fatigue.
"What time is your plane?" Madison asked at him with a smile. Her smile was as warm as the sun, making people feel extremely relieved.
"It's over at one half a week." Long Zhan replied. A hint of reluctance was revealed in his eyes, but more of his expectations for the future.
Madison looked at Long Zhan and continued to listen to him. Long Zhan continued, "Where are you? Shenzhen, Shanghai? Then go home? Hold a large check from Mr. K Caleb Montgomery?" He tried to break the slightly dull atmosphere in a relaxed tone.
"I also want to bring back expensive gifts to your beloved woman!" Madison teased. There was a hint of playfulness in her words, which also dissipated a little bit of the gloom in Long Zhan's heart.
"Many people will say that the best gift is love." Long Zhan also flirted with it. His eyes were full of love. Looking at Madison, it seemed that the only two of them were left in the whole world.
"They were wrong, they were loved, my dear, I love you." Madison said, kissing Long Zhan's lips. This kiss was like the breeze in spring, gently brushing across Long Zhan's heart.
He got up and prepared to open the door. Long Zhan was behind her and kept him, saying to her: "Otherwise, today, you can, for example, go to work again 15 minutes late, how about?" His voice was filled with a hint of expectation, hoping that Madison would spend more time with him.
"15 minutes? You're so optimistic." Madison showed a teasing expression. There was a hint of cunning in her smile, which made Long Zhan feel extremely cute.
"What if it's ten minutes? Or 5 minutes are fine." Long Zhan blocked the door and said to her oil and gas. His eyes were full of reluctance, hoping to keep this last wonderful time.
Madison didn't say anything, just blinked. A hint of hesitation revealed in her eyes, but more of her love for Long Zhan. She kissed Long Zhan again, as if telling him that she was reluctant to leave.
"Don't, don't leave me!" Long Zhan said coquettishly to her. This is the side that Long Zhan rarely appears, and he is also slowly changing. In front of this woman who loves him deeply, he learned to let go of his strength and show his soft side.
He knew that in front of a woman who loved him deeply, a man needed to treat himself as a child, and the other party would spoil him. He pulled her over with one hand and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his body.
"I know, I've always been at work..." she was about to continue.
"Don't worry about me, I'm really fine." Long Zhan interrupted Madison before she could finish her words. He didn't want Madison to worry about him, he wanted her to go to work with peace of mind.
"It's just a tech company, simple and boring security work, not the military affairs, all kinds of chaos, and so on. It's all over. It's great. I've realized something more important than saving the world." Long Zhan made up randomly. He tried to use these words to convince Madison that his life had returned to peace.
"Hahaha, is it? Saving the world? It's more important than saving the world?" Madison also said with a very surprised look. There was a hint of teasing in her laughter, but it was more of trust in Long Zhan.
"Yes." Long Zhan said seriously. A trace of firmness appeared in his eyes, as if telling Madison that all he said was the truth.
"You should go and see your brain, baby!" She patted Long Zhan's face and left. Her movements were filled with a hint of intimacy, which made Long Zhan feel extremely warm.
Long Zhan looked out through the crack of the door and walked outside with his bag on his back. Then he deliberately said to her back and said reluctantly: "I will miss you. Bye!" His voice was full of love, as if he wanted to pass this thought to Madison.
Chapter completed!