Chapter 168 Mrs. M

CIA, Noah looked at the hung up phone with uncertain eyes.

Although the deputy did not hear the content of Noah's call, he could tell the result just from his boss's expression.

Noah glanced over and the deputy immediately understood: "They are flying on a plane used by the military for supply. The plane will be resupplied in Lisbon, Portugal in about twenty minutes."

"Come to the office with me."

Noah walked into the office without comment, and his deputy followed him.

Entering the office, the door is closed, leaving only Noah and the deputy in the room.

Before Noah could speak, the deputy said first: "We have our resident falcon in Lisbon, and we can take action at any time."

As a deputy, you must always know how to figure out the superior's feelings.

Seeing Noah nodding, the deputy continued: "The only trouble is that the plane is replenishing supplies at a military base, and there are many people around, so the Falcon may not have a chance to take action."

After the deputy finished speaking, he looked at Noah, who tapped his fingers on the table, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

"What if we kill the military plane together?"

Noah looked at his deputy when he expressed his thoughts. The latter did not show any surprise. He knew this was an opportunity.

When a superior does something dirty and involves you, there are only two consequences.

Or, if you become a confidant, the superior will reuse you.

Or, if you become a personal nuisance, the commander will find a way to kill you.

The final outcome is completely up to the commander's whim, so the deputy decided to take a gamble.

"I have no problem here. I can guarantee that there will be no problem with the working group and the Falcon. But there is a problem with the weapons. We do not have such things as anti-aircraft missiles in the arsenal in Lisbon."

When the deputy raises the issue, he also demonstrates his ability.

He can guarantee everything within his scope of authority, and the rest that he cannot control needs his superiors to solve it for him.

"Okay, you go out."

Noah sent the people out, thinking about where to get anti-aircraft missiles.

The 'Stumbling Block' is just a regular action team, and of course it cannot be equipped with such a big killer as an anti-aircraft missile.

If you want to get this kind of thing, there are only two ways, either the military or arms dealers.

Soon, Noah remembered a name, and after searching for a long time on his phone, he finally found the phone number.

Dial...

Somewhere in Africa, a guy who looked exactly like Nicolas Cage was having dinner with a local warlord. When he saw the name on the caller ID, the man stood up and said, "Sorry, I need to answer the phone. It's very important."

The black warlord signaled that it was casual. Yuri walked out of the dining room and answered the phone. Noah's voice came from inside: "Yuri, I need to buy something from you."

……

At the Lisbon Military Airport, Jack was saying goodbye to Silver and others.

"Good luck, buddy~"

"Don't worry, my life is very tough."

Jack waved and walked into the plane with Benjimiya and others, and the plane door was closed.

Through the porthole, Jack waved to Silver and JJ outside. Silver helped coordinate the plane, which was a military plane that was heading to Liverpool.

The plane started to taxi, and after a while it went straight into the sky.

It wasn't until the plane disappeared behind the clouds that the two of them turned around and returned.

"What should we do next?"

JJ asked.

"Leave here first. I contacted our Gulfstream. They will be at the civil aviation airport in an hour."

Silver stretched as he spoke. The experience of riding a military aircraft was really bad, which made his back hurt.

The emergency response team has always equipped them with a Taiwanese business jet. It is very convenient for them to fly domestically, but because this is a cross-border flight, the procedures are a bit troublesome.

In order to rush for time, they first took a military plane to Liverpool, while Gulfstream slowly went through the formalities.

……

On the military plane, Jack told his two companions everything, and then everyone knew why the FBI released them midway.

"So what do we do next?"

Benjy asked.

"First contact Goncharova and ask them to send the 'stumbling block' files to the media."

Originally, everyone was not prepared for such an early thunder, because recently the world's focus has been on the presidential assassination case, and they may not be able to create enough sensation by sending out the 'stumbling block' information.

But Noah's attitude on the plane just now made him realize that the CIA valued them.

The longer it is delayed, the worse it will be for them.

Jack dialed Goncharova's phone. After a few rings, the phone was connected. Goncharova's somewhat surprised voice came from the phone:

"Jack?"

"It's me."

"Are you okay? I thought you were definitely finished this time."

You can hear in her voice that Goncharova is really worried.

Jack roughly told Goncharova what happened, and then said: "What about you? Are you still safe?"

"Don't worry, we happened to be nearby when you were arrested, but it was too late to inform you at that time. My sister and I are safe now."

After hearing that the two of them were fine, Jack said: "You can send those things out now."

Jack once specifically reminded everyone that the CIA has information screening capabilities in most places around the world, so they never use keywords such as 'stumbling block' when talking on the phone, nor do they call the other person's full name to avoid being informed.

The screening system filters to.

"Okay, I'll do it right away. The results should come soon."

The two said a few more words and then hung up the phone. Goncharova opened her laptop, found the tool, and clicked the "Send" button.

The software will send the previously edited 'stumbling block' dossier to the mailboxes of major media in the form of an email, which is exactly the same as when sending presidential evidence.

After about a minute, it will show that the sending is completed.

Goncharova felt much more relaxed. The high rhythm in the past few days had made her more nervous than she had in the entire previous half of her life. Goncharova felt that her nerves were about to break, so she decided to take a hot bath to relax.<

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Go to the bathroom, turn on the faucet, and the water pours into the bathtub.

"I'm going to buy some changes of clothes."

My sister Natalia said as she went out, there is no woman who doesn't like to take a shower. After that email was sent, the stressful life of the past few days was finally coming to an end, and Natalia was also ready to relax.

……

England, Thames

MI6, referred to as MI6, is one of the four major intelligence agencies in the world, and is also known as the "founder" of the world's intelligence agencies.

Its headquarters building is located on the bank of the Thames in the Victoria District of London, on the north side of the eastern end of Vauxhall Bridge, a stepped building filled with green glass.

Each head of MI6 is called "C", after the first letter of the surname of founder Mansfield Cumming.

But this person in charge is a woman, and the industry prefers to call her "Mrs. M".

"Mrs. M" was reviewing documents in the office when someone knocked on the office door.

After getting the answer, the person outside the door opened the door and came in.

"Madam, there is news from the technical department that the email nodes you asked them to focus on have appeared again."

Mrs. M was not surprised when she heard this, she raised her eyes and said: "Oh, what is being sent this time?"

"These are the ones."

The subordinate handed over a document, which listed the content intercepted by the email node.

Mrs. M looked at it and sat up straight.

Stumbling block?

CIA?

Mrs. M looked at the thing in her hand that could embarrass the CIA, and she was thinking about something deeper.

MI6 and CIA have always had a competitive and cooperative relationship. Ever since the last time it was discovered that the evidence pointing to the assassination of the president of the United States was sent through British email nodes, Mrs. M has paid special attention to these nodes. Sure enough,

Today, someone started causing trouble again.

But, should these things be stopped?

After just a few seconds, Mrs. M made her decision.

If we leave it alone, the most it will do is embarrass the United States, and the United Kingdom will not get any actual benefits.

"Stop them, notify the CIA, and let them owe us a favor."
Chapter completed!