A convoy came quickly, braked suddenly, and then there was a banging sound of the door opening.
Deng Deng Deng.
Agents in suits and officers in military uniforms quickly got out of the car, escorting several big shots and walked quickly towards the dock.
The busy Royal Navy soldiers were a little confused, what was going on? With such a big man coming together, it seemed that the nuclear submarine had performed a very different mission.
quack.
The upper hatch of the nuclear submarine opened, and a submariner came out, holding a box in his hand.
Boom.
He came to the shore and handed the box to an officer.
Several senior officers of the British army immediately gathered around, their faces extremely solemn, and their eyes had a look of disbelief.
Snapped.
The box is opened.
A delicate watch lay quietly inside, still shining with a cold light.
"That's right, it's James Bond's watch. It belongs to him alone and he never leaves his hand." Old lady M stepped forward with a look of sadness on her face, her hands trembling as she tried to touch it.
"It seems Bond's mission failed."
"Well, I just got the news that that guy has returned to the port base."
After the words fell, the whole scene suddenly became quiet. These big shots are still full of disbelief. James Bond is a legendary British agent. He has never failed in his missions. The people who died in Bond's hands are unknown.
Fan Ji, but now he has been killed, and even his body has not been found.