The old woman named Victoria sitting in the passenger seat turned her head and looked at Alexander.
Frank Moses immediately put the whole thing together, "You mean, the man we sent away in Guatemala is the current vice president?"
Alexander Danin didn't speak, he just looked at the other person with an expressionless expression.
"Didn't he announce before that he would run for the next president? He planned to kill all the insiders before then."
"Yes, but I don't know how far he has gone. My people are being investigated by the FBI. It is impossible for me to deal with you at this time."
"If it's not you, who else could it be?"
The nervous Marvin continued to pull off the other party's pants, which made Alexander yell again.
"Okay, Marvin, please shut him up, we're in trouble now.
Victoria, who was in the passenger seat, unbuckled her seat belt and got into the rear compartment from the passenger seat.
She had already seen someone catching up in her rearview mirror.
A nervous old man named Marvin punched Alexander on the head, causing him to faint again.
"Sarah, you go to the front."
Victoria pushed Frank's girlfriend into the passenger seat, and then unzipped the travel bag on the seat.
Contained inside are various automatic weapons and magazines with loaded bullets.
Although the three of them are not too young, fighting has become their instinct. They may forget their names due to Alzheimer's disease, but they will never forget how to kill.
Marvin took out two MP5Ks from his bag, loaded the magazines and threw them to Frank and Victoria.
Frank immediately opened the door of the trunk compartment and opened fire on the big G that was following him without saying a word.
The car behind swayed twice and almost hit the roadside. The van accelerated immediately and instantly opened up the distance between the two sides.
Xu Chuan, who was still following behind, patted the back of the seat in front of him with great interest, "Let's fight. Let's fight."
Then he thought of something, "By the way, Brian and the others didn't follow me today, so I sent him the bald photo I took before and asked him if he recognized him."
These two are both retirees from the CIA and may have worked together.
They were now approaching the Nassau Veterans Memorial Coliseum, and the two groups in front were shooting at each other from a distance of twenty to thirty meters.
Brian Mills' phone call came immediately, and Fiennes handed the phone to Xu Chuan.
The other party asked about the situation, and then asked Xu Chuan if he could help delay some time, and he rushed over immediately.
Since the other party knows each other, it's easy to handle, and it's not impossible to keep a low profile while watching the fun.
"Boss, do we really want to go there?" Linn Fiennes turned around and asked. His boss is a man of action, and he really can't control himself.
But Xu Chuan just shook his head, "No, just let Swager take care of that big G."
There was a woman in the car, just to watch the excitement, there was no way he could involve Xue La in this matter.
"Thank God!" Fiennes muttered in a low voice, then picked up the walkie-talkie to contact Swager.
"Copy," Swagger responded, and then an SUV following behind began to accelerate and overtake him.
As the main firepower output, Victoria emptied a magazine, then threw the empty gun to Marvin, who then handed over another MP5K with a loaded magazine.
The two of them cooperated very well, and Frank served as a supplement when there was an intermission in the firepower output.
The car following behind was equally experienced and had been driving defensively. At the same time, someone leaned out of the car window and shot at them.
It's just that there is no accuracy in shooting on a vehicle. Both sides are constantly shooting, and only one or two bullets occasionally hit the other side's car.
"Where is our destination?", the black uncle driving the car turned around and asked.
"Go to Brooklyn, where there are many people and a complicated environment." Frank replied, and then looked at Alexander Danin who fainted. They had obtained the information they needed. Maybe throwing this guy down would solve the current predicament.
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"Wait a minute, we can't give up this bargaining chip yet." Victoria continued to shoot at the opponent's car.
If you let this guy go at this time, the other party may not give up, and may do it more intensely because he has no scruples.
"You're right." Frank also understands this truth, and the opponent's defensive weapon is also their current advantage.
The car was driving so fast that not much time actually passed, and Xu Chuan, who was following behind, was already at least two hundred meters away from the two cars.
Swager and the two snipers from his sniper team had already caught up.
Although there were still some pedestrians on the street, there were not many, and many people heard the continuous gunshots and found nearby bunkers to hide.
But even so, it is impossible for Umbrella's people to use suicide drones to deal with each other, even though they do carry them in their cars.
So Swager used the most traditional method, um, just chased after him directly, and then followed the big G with an American-style PIT.
The front of the car directly hit the rear wheel of the car traveling at high speed.
Several of Steve Horn's men in that car were all focused on the truck in front of them, and they didn't even notice that someone was trying to trick him from behind.
Even if the driver tried to control it, the car body quickly turned sideways. Swagger applied the brakes and instantly slowed down the car. The big G flew directly out and rolled four or five times on the ground before coming to a stop.
Swager immediately bypassed the overturned car from the side and chased the truck ahead.
After honking the horn twice to show that there was no hostility, Swagla looked out the window and looked at the three elderly people in the carriage in surprise.
He took out a prepaid mobile phone, shook it in his hand, and threw it into the passenger seat through the window when the two cars were parallel.
Sarah Rose was so frightened that she jumped up from her seat and hit her head directly on the roof of the car.
Frank picked up the phone. There was no contact number on it. Just when they were confused, the phone rang.
Frank picked up immediately, and a steady and mellow voice came from the other side, "Frank? I'm Brian."
"Brian Mills?" Frank asked back.
"Stop talking about this, follow those people, they will take you to a safe place, I will be there soon."
"Hey, Brian, what does this mean? Hey..."
After Brian finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.
"What should I do?" the black driver asked, pointing to the SUV in front of him that had turned on the right signal.
Frank and Victoria looked at each other, they didn't have much choice now, "Jo, follow."
The usual late siren sounded in the distance.
Swager's car drove to Queens and parked behind an abandoned building near Flushing.
Frank and others got out of the car, and then looked at the man getting out of the SUV more than ten meters away.
Swager's face was heavily painted with oil paint, and the other two snipers had already gotten off the car from the other side and hid in the darkness.
There was no communication between the two parties. Victoria hid an MP5K behind her back. Although the others said nothing, they all maintained due vigilance.
Until Brian Mills drove over from the hotel in a commercial vehicle.
"Hi, is it really you?"
Frank was a little surprised to see an old acquaintance.
"I thought you were already dead."
The two people almost said this sentence together.
This was obviously not a suitable place for talking. Brian Mills nodded to Swager in the distance, and the other party got into the car and left without saying anything.
"You guys get rid of the car and follow me." After greeting several other people, Brian planned to take these people to a safe place.
Alexander Danin was still lying in the car. Frank didn't know if this man was of any use.
"We already have a target, this guy is useless now." The black man named Joe took Alexander out and threw him to the intersection.
If they took this guy with them, they would probably have other troubles.
Frank looked at Alexander, who looked like a corpse, and said, "That's fine. If there is any problem with what he said, I will definitely come back to him."
"Who are those people, your friends, and how do they know about us?"
Victoria asked a very crucial question.
Brian Mills just looked at the other person and said, "It's a long story."