Great Single Player of the Heavens

Just after stealthily eliminating all the enemies on the first floor, Price's voice suddenly came from Lu Qi's earphones:

"This is B-6. The evacuation convoy is already approaching the target building. The estimated time of arrival is one minute."

"Received! Gather in front of the gate of the villa, it's over!"

After all, Lu Qi casually picked up a walkie-talkie on the guard's waist, and then rushed up the stairs to the third floor.

He knocked on the door of the study three times rhythmically, before Lu Qi pushed the door open and entered.

Seeing that it was Lu Qi, holding a handful of AK soap in his hand, he was about to inquire about the situation, but found that his floral shirt was stained with bright red blood, and he couldn't help frowning, "Are you injured?!"

Looking down at the blood stains on the floral shirt, Lu Qi waved his hands and explained casually:

"Oh, these are not mine."

"Let's not talk about that, in less than a minute, Price and the others will arrive at the villa, we have to go!"

Hearing Price's name, Soap and Xiaoqiang couldn't help but cheer up, and then acted quickly.

Watching the two of them help up the dizzy Carlos, Lu Qi did not forget to say goodbye to Ella on the other side of the radio:

"Ella, thanks, you should evacuate too, see you at the base?"

"See you at the base."

Just after hanging up the radio, Price's voice sounded at the right time:

"Thirty seconds!"

Hearing this, Lu Qi frowned, then turned around and reminded:

"time to go!"

Soap and Xiaoqiang were alone, supporting the weak Carlos, while Lu Qi held the gun with both hands and opened the way ahead.

It took fifteen seconds to go from the third floor to the first floor.

As soon as they arrived at the lobby on the first floor, the three of them heard a "bang" coming from outside the villa!

Two black bulletproof Hummers, like tigers descending a mountain, broke through the parking railing in front of the villa, and rushed straight to the gate of the villa.

The bullets crazily hit the speeding car body, making a "bang bang bang" sound, which was extremely ear-piercing.

Accompanied by a perfect and elegant turn, the leading Hummer slammed on the brakes and stopped just in front of the gate of the villa.

With a "snap", the car door was opened. Sitting in the car, Price, who was wearing a boonie hat, raised his chin at Lu Qi and the others and asked:

"We're not late, are we?"

Hearing this, Lu Qi smiled back and said:

"The time is just right!"

Let Zao Zao and Xiaoqiang send the target person to the Humvee first, and Lu Qi, who got on the car last, did not forget to take out the walkie-talkie that walked away from the guard, and shouted in Portuguese:

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Boss is in the car!"

As soon as this remark came out, the militiamen around the villa who were attacking the Humvee couldn't help but give a meal.

Some militiamen ignored the warning and continued to shoot, while some militiamen hesitated.

Taking advantage of the disagreement of the other party, two Hummers drove the engine and drove away...

. . . . . .

Task Force 141 arrests in Rio de Janeiro slums,

very successful.

Not only did they capture Brazil's largest black market arms dealer, they also brought back the intelligence they wanted. More importantly, from Carlos' computer, he found a noteworthy name - Makarov!

With a name, everything is much easier.

With the efforts of the intelligence department, everything about Makarov was dug out one by one.

"Vladimir Makarov, graduated from the Frunze Military Academy, served in the 98th Airborne Division, and served in Chechnya."

"Because of participating in the inhumane cleansing operation, he was investigated by the United Nations and was forced to retire. After that, Makarov relied on his military skills and qualities to carry out criminal activities such as human trafficking, money laundering, bomb attacks, and assassinations... .”

"Later, he was favored by Zakayev and became Zakayev's confidant."

Speaking of which, Price, who was standing in front of the tactical screen and was giving everyone the story of Makarov's life, couldn't help but glanced at Sheffield who was sitting aside, and then said:

"According to reliable information, it is this bastard who detonated the nuclear bomb in the Middle East!"

Hearing this, the 141 people sitting in the tactical room couldn't help but look solemn.

"After Zakayev's death, Makarov became his successor in the extremist organization. After losing the political struggle with the current Maoist president, he integrated the personnel in the organization to form a As a terrorist organization of the "core group", it continues to carry out various terrorist activities..."

"It was he who ordered his subordinates to attack the transport team and rescue the little Zakayev."

Looking at the frontal photo of Makarov on the tactical screen, Soap couldn't help asking:

"This is the guy we're going to deal with next?"

Before Price could answer, Sheffield, who was sitting on the side seat, spoke first:

"That's right, but not entirely. Our goal is the core group headed by Makarov and Zakayev!"

After a pause, Sheffield turned his head to look at Lu Qi on the opposite side of the conference table, and asked:

"When will the next transaction be?"

"Three days later, the place of transaction was in an abandoned factory on the border between Georgia and Armenia."

Nodding, Sheffield turned his gaze to Price, "What's going on with Carlos? Did you agree to cooperate with us?"

Hearing this, Price twitched his mouth, spread his hands, and replied:

"He had no other choice..."

"Very well, let's get ready, boys!"

Before leaving the tactical room, Sheffield did not forget to pat Lu Qi on the shoulder and praised: "Good job, Second Lieutenant Marrs."

Sheffield's admiration made Lu Qi a little unaccustomed, and even began to be vigilant, whether he had already been spotted by this old man and planned to let him do some undercover missions or other death missions.

Not to mention being an undercover agent, as soon as Makarov or Zakayev saw Lu Qi, they would definitely shoot and kill him without hesitation.

After all, he was the murderer who personally killed Zakayev, and both Makarov and Zakayev wanted to tear him to pieces.

Thinking of this, Lu Qi couldn't help feeling relieved...

. . . . . .

For 141, this arrest has yielded a lot.

And for Lu Qi personally, this action is even more so.

Not only through Carlos, the middleman, lifted the veil of mystery about Makarov, so that the black hand behind the scenes could no longer hide in the dark and do things with peace of mind. Moreover, he also obtained a considerable sum of money from the hands of the arms dealer.

Lu Qi did not report the 100 million U.S. dollars accumulated through arms transactions to his superiors, but transferred them to multiple overseas accounts with peace of mind.

With this 100 million dollars, he has already thought of how to use it...

The next day, Lu Qi and the others, who had just completed their mission from Brazil, got a day off.

Lu Qi, who changed into casual clothes, bid farewell to the Credenhill base, declined the kindness of Brother Soap and others to go to the bar together, and headed to London alone.

When he came to London, he walked around half of the city, and after making sure that no one was following him, he bought a new mobile phone at the flea market and replaced it with a new SIM card.

The first call on the new mobile phone was to a number in Mao.

Following the waiting tone of "Di~Di~Di~", the phone was quickly connected, and a very rough voice sounded immediately:

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Nikolai, it's me. I need you to do me a favor..."

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