Chapter nine hundred and nineteen Bronski was forced to jump off the building
If the person arrested hadn't been Tobin Foster, who had been wanted for nearly twenty years and had betrayed too much confidential information, c1a might have given General Ross, who was always known for his toughness, some face.
It was a long night, so a six-man combat team from C1A escorted Tobin out of the foreign embassy and headed for a special safe house in Johannesburg.
When Ross received the call, he threw the phone in his hand angrily, cursed several times, stared at his confidant and asked, "How long does it take for Bronski to arrive in Johannesburg?"
The assistant hurriedly looked at his watch and said, "We will arrive at the airport in about 30 minutes."
After speaking, he carefully reminded, "Sir, we do not have the right to operate in Africa. I am worried that Bronski's team may not even be able to get out of the airport."
After hearing this, Ross smiled a little and said, "Don't worry, I have cleared the relationship and Blonsky will get authorization as soon as he gets off the plane.
On the contrary, a department of the nature of c1a is unlikely to be recognized by South Africans. Tell Bronski not to be afraid of competing with people from c1a, let alone conflicts.
What I am worried about now is whether we can keep up with the people and cars escorted by C1A Tobin Foster."
"This is definitely no problem, sir." The assistant smiled confidently, "Although the military attache in the foreign embassy did not dare to cross C1a and directly detain Tobin Foster,
But he had already sent someone waiting outside the foreign embassy to keep an eye on him, and as soon as the car escorting Tobin left, he was spotted by a satellite in the sky."
Ross nodded, looked at the picture on the big screen in the command center, and then smiled and said, "Very good."
The motorcade escorting Tobin circled several blocks in Johannesburg to make sure no one was following before heading to the safe house.
During this delay, Bronski and his 7-man team had already landed at the airport.
After signing a document, they boarded a Black Hawk helicopter and chased directly in the direction of the convoy.
In the safe house in Johannesburg, Colin, who had been at ease for a whole year, looked at the motorcade that appeared on the surveillance screen with some speechlessness.
I thought that a place like Johannesburg would definitely not have any unexpected tasks, so in the eyes of other c1a newcomers, what was a drudgery job, in the eyes of Colin, who was not short of money, was a rare place to hide and relax.
Unfortunately, the less willing to do things, the more things will depend on someone who gets promoted.
Watching the person on the surveillance screen press the doorbell and tell the password to enter the safe house, Colin had to pick up the phone and call the headquarters. After confirming the password, he opened the elevator door in the underground parking lot.
When he saw in the interrogation room that the person being brought was Tobin Foster, the C1A most wanted criminal, he couldn't help but have the idea that something was going to be troublesome.
Sure enough, five minutes before the interrogation started, the power in the safe house was suddenly cut off. After the backup power was connected, snowflakes began to appear on all the monitoring screens.
"Invasion, we are invaded".
Upon hearing Colin's warning, the captain of the combat team immediately shouted to the team members, "Get ready to fight, get ready to fight."
Standing on the rooftop, the white ghost in the Kun fighter jet complained to Sunday while changing his equipment, "Didn't you say it only takes half an hour to fly back to London?"
Then why the hell does a round trip take more than two hours?
Otherwise, I can take care of these wastes when they are escorting Tobin."
"Sorry, Mr. Devonshire had just gotten up when I returned to England. It took me a while to report the situation to him, and it took a while to interrogate Eric, the traitor, so,,,".
"So?" Putting two titanium swords into the scabbards on his back, White Ghost curled his lips and taunted, "So, I said you are a loser in the artificial intelligence world, and I was absolutely right.
You are begging for mercy from your master, but you are pushing back and blocking me, who is fighting on the front line and needs your full help."
It's a pity that White Ghost's words meant nothing to Sunday. He followed William's instructions and said to White Ghost,
"There is one of our people in the safe house. Do you need me to remind him to cooperate with you?"
"What?"
White Ghost, who was using smart glasses to watch the safe house situation reported back by the spider robot, suddenly heard Sunday's words and was extremely shocked.
His voice was trembling a little as he asked, "Are you kidding me? Or is the Devonshire family's power already so large that they can arbitrarily install forces in c1a?"
If that's the case, why do you need me here?"
After waiting for a few seconds for Sunday's reply, I heard the sound of a helicopter propeller coming from the loudspeaker of the Kun fighter.
"Hell, someone is here to steal my business again."
As soon as he finished speaking, through the invisible glass window of the fighter plane, he saw the Black Hawk helicopter circling the five-story building and slowly stopping at about seven or eight meters in the air.
The cabin was opened, two rappel ropes were thrown out of the helicopter, and then eight fully armed soldiers descended to the rooftop.
But the landing point of these surviving soldiers was only five or six meters away from the stealth Kun fighter.
White Ghost twisted his mouth, picked up the fully enclosed white helmet and put it on his head. Waiting for the helicopter to take off, he took out four darts from his back and said to Sunday,
"Open the hatch".
Two old American soldiers, holding long guns and half-kneeling on the rooftop, were on guard in the direction of the invisible Kun fighter. They looked at the hatch that suddenly opened in the air.
As soon as his pupils contracted, Leng Shenjian was struck by two darts that penetrated his helmet and entered his head. He fell to the ground without even saying a word of warning.
When the two sounds of "plop, plop" reached the ears of other soldiers, when they turned around, they were greeted by a burst of sword light.
Two soldiers who were approached by White Ghost had their necks cut off by him.
"Enemy attack,,,".
"Ta-ta-ta, tap-ta-ta", the remaining soldiers pulled the triggers hard on the white ghost.
Unfortunately, before firing, White Ghost threw out the two darts in his left hand, and then took out the remaining knife.
He waved two titanium swords with both hands, blocking most of the bullets. Then he rolled to the side twice, and the two samurai swords in his hands turned into flying knives, shooting through the two soldiers who were firing.
He stood up and patted the deformed warhead on his ninja suit. After a "ding, ding, ding, ding" sound, the white ghost looked with interest at the person who had been hit by his dart but did not die.
However, he managed to avoid it, but the dart fired at the head still left a bloody mark on the opponent's scalp, and it looked like the guy had a concussion.
After Bronski got up from the ground, he knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground. He shook his head a few times to wake up, and then he remembered his mission and the sudden attack.
Being extremely experienced, he quickly understood his situation.
Not to mention his poor physical condition at this time, even in his heyday, facing such a bulletproof melee master, he would have to escape within a few rounds.
Even if you don't escape, you still have to keep enough distance to win.
But at this time, other than running away, Bronski could think of no reason to continue fighting.
He raised his head and glanced at White Ghost. When White Ghost retracted his samurai sword, Bronski pulled out two grenades without hesitation, pulled the safety cover and rushed out of the balcony and fell to the ground.