Chapter two hundred and seventy seventh credit is not so easy to grab
"Italy", William folded his hands and lowered his head, thinking, should he directly kill Franz, the culprit of all the troubles in the English Secret Service?
But it didn't take long for William to give up the idea.
What does the trouble with the English Secret Service have to do with him? Killing Franz now will do him no good.
On the contrary, keeping Franz might be able to gain some benefits. As for whether the Spectre would cause harm to England, William didn't care at all.
Under the current system in England, even if the villain can come to power, whether he can stay safely in power depends on his performance in office.
If you don't do well, you will be kicked out by the people in a short time. If you do well, then it doesn't matter who is on the stage.
Of course, if some lunatic wants to overturn the table and destroy the world, that's another matter. As long as William's interests are not involved, he has no time to care about who becomes the boss.
However, this did not delay William from saying hello to Franz, "On Sunday, people from London's Special Terrorist Incident Unit surrounded Silva."
"Sir, 4 teams with a total of 36 people are ready and waiting for Commander Bromley's order."
William looked at his watch and complained, "These guys are so slow. It's been almost 50 minutes and they still haven't moved. It seems I have to push them. On Sunday, cut off Silva's network."
After saying this, William glanced at Christmas aside and saw that there was no expression of concern or anger on his face.
Then he continued: "Lest he say something about the death squads and order Gunnar to seize the opportunity to take advantage of the chaos to kill Silva.
At the same time, order a takeaway coffee for Mr. Franz, the leader of our Spectre Party.
When the coffee is about to arrive, leave a message for me to Franz, saying, Dear Mr. Oberhaus, this cup of coffee was sent to him by Mrs.
Be a guest".
"Understood, sir".
"Very well, now it's time for us to watch the show," William said to Barney with a smile, "Do you have anything to drink? It would be a shame not to have a drink while watching the show."
"Haha" Barney and Christmas laughed happily. Barney walked to the cabinet in the carriage, opened the cabinet and took out a few cans of beer and said: "Sorry, boss, the conditions are limited, only beer."
"It doesn't matter." William took the beer, opened the can, took a big sip, and looked at the screen with a smile. Silva stood up in a panic and shouted, "There is a situation, there is a situation." Within a minute, the mercenaries in the warehouse
They were armed.
Both sides knew the existence of their opponents, so fighting would be interesting. After taking another sip of beer,
"On Sunday, is there a way for me to see Commander Bromley's face? I wonder if he looks darker now."
"No problem, sir"
Soon Commander Bromley's charcoal face appeared on a monitor in the carriage.
At this time, Bromley learned from the observer's report that Silva's group suddenly became armed.
Bromley made a prompt decision, holding a walkie-talkie and shouting: "fk, why did they find us, attack, attack, any resistance will be killed on the spot, sniper cover."
After ordering the London Special Police to advance only a few meters, they exchanged fire with Silva and his group. The sound of "ta-ta-ta-ta-ta" kept coming, and people on both sides were shot and fell to the ground from time to time.
William laughed loudly, looked at the dark-faced Bromley and muttered: "Now you know that my credit is not so easy to grab."
Hearing this, Barney and Christmas behind William couldn't help but look at each other. Christmas shrugged, spread his hands with a helpless expression, and said to Barney with gestures, "Look, I know that anyone who offends the boss will have no good consequences."
Barney looked at the excited William and nodded in agreement.
William, who had always turned on his mental perception, immediately sensed Barney and Christmas's little moves, and cursed without looking back:
"Fk, don't think that I don't know that you two bastards are doing little things behind my back. If you do this next time, your bonus will be gone."
"Sorry, boss"
After the two apologized, they looked at each other with unchanged expressions, and their Christmas eyes showed how William knew their little moves.
Barney pointed to the camera on the computer and spread his hands.
When Christmas came to light, both of them thought they were reporting to William on Sunday.
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Ten minutes later, even with William's reminder, Silva and his group were inevitably suppressed by the London Special Police with their superior numbers and equipment.
After seven or eight people were killed, the mercenaries were forced to return to the warehouse and start a street fight with the special police.
"These guys are finished," Barney explained to William on the side: "Mercenaries and specially trained SWAT police are looking for death in street fighting. They have no third choice except to die in battle or surrender."
Sure enough, after suppressing the opponent's firepower, the SWAT police began to throw a large number of shock bombs. "Bang, bang, bang", after more than a dozen low and harsh shock bombs exploded, three SWAT teams bent over and rushed behind the SWAT police holding bulletproof shields.
Enter the warehouse.
"Da da da da" violent gunfire erupted in the warehouse. After a few minutes, the gunfire began to gradually decrease. William said with some worry: "Hasn't Gunnar found a shooting opportunity on Sunday?"
"Sorry, sir, Silva has been hiding in the corner of the warehouse, and Mr. Gunnar has been unable to find the shooting angle."
William lowered his head and thought for a few seconds before saying, "Bring up the drawings of the warehouse."
Soon the three-dimensional drawing of the warehouse appeared on the monitor, and the location of Silva was marked with a red dot. William pointed to the wall on the drawing and said: "How thick is this wall and what material is it made of?"
"Sir, according to the drawings, this warehouse is a steel structure warehouse with a wall thickness of 160mm. The material is made of two layers of color steel plates sandwiched between rocks."
"Can the sniper rifle Gunnar has penetrated this wall?" William then asked.
This time, without waiting for Sunday's answer, Barney said: "What Gunnar has is a military version of the AWM, and the ammunition is Magnum bullets. There is no problem in penetrating the wall."
"Very good. On Sunday, you can help Gunnar calculate his aim and tell Gunnar that he only has ten seconds. When the time is up, he will retreat immediately regardless of the outcome."
William turned to Christmas and said: "Christmas, you go to pick up Gunnar and Yin Yang. Be careful. The London SWAT police suffered so many casualties today. It will be very troublesome to deal with them at this time. Safety first, do you understand?"
"Understood, sir," Christmas shouted back, saluting William as he left.
After Christmas got out of the carriage, Barney looked at William who had been staring at the screen and suddenly said: "Thank you, boss."
William turned around and saw Barney with a serious face. He smiled and said, "Okay, there's no need for this. You are my people. Of course I have to consider your safety. I don't want to raise children for you old guys."
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Barney laughed and said, "Thank you anyway, boss."
"Yeah," William hummed and ignored Barney. After so many cooperations, the Suicide Squad was someone William could trust to a certain extent. William would not let the Suicide Squad die unless necessary.
Of course, these prerequisites are not necessary, and William will not be soft-hearted if necessary. After all, the entire team of the Suicide Squad is paid to work for their lives, and there is no one who will not die during the battle.