my beauty world

Chapter 358 The start and target of the death operation British Museum

Britain needs to save face, and the United States has a deep hatred, and the two sides hit it off, aiming at what they think is a soft persimmon syndicate, and preparing to use thunderous means to announce to the world that those who disobey will be beaten!
But they didn't expect that one of the top decision makers of this operation was a super sophomore.

The subordinates are still preparing for battle, and the boss has long since surrendered physically and mentally.

Ronan's arrangements are constantly working.

Ilsa said: "The elite agents of Britain and the United States are gathered together, saving us from finding them one by one."

Jess picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth: "The meat delivered to your mouth is the most convenient to eat."

Today, Anza and the Jews are their enemies and there is no need for mobilization.

Ronan fully agreed: "I think so too, find a suitable location and set up an ambush... preferably in Eastern Europe or Northern Europe."

Stay away from England because he and Ilsa are in England.

At that time, you can use the gate of the soul to maintain the illusion that you are in England.

Ilsa is more professional than Ronan in these matters: "It is best to be a NATO country, which is relatively weak and far away from the US military. Once American fighter planes or missiles approach, the Russian army can be highly vigilant."

Jess asked: "Can this avoid powerful strikes from long-range weapons?"

Ilsa nodded: "We must consider long-range precision strike weapons such as cruise missiles."

As the number one female terrorist who has been active in Europe all year round, Ilsa has a very good understanding of the intricate relationships and political and military forces of European countries.

Jess found a map of Europe and laid it out on the dining table.

Ilsa quickly clicked on a country sandwiched between Russian and Belarusian territories: "Lithuania!"

Ilsa has been to this place more than once, pointing to the border city on the northwest side of Lithuania: "This is Nesman, adjacent to the Russian enclave of Kaliningrad. This enclave has always been a key defense area for Russia. The nearest U.S. Troops are stationed in Poland and Germany, and whether NATO missiles or fighter planes want to attack this place, they cannot bypass the Kaliningrad airspace.”

Luo Nanxin said that if tactical nuclear weapons were dropped on this place, it would be no different from launching militias directly into Russian territory.

Lithuania is a member of NATO, and the United States is dedicated to disgusting shit. On Lithuanian territory, the United Kingdom and the United States can act cheaply, but they will be bound by Russia's strategic location near Kaleningrad.

With the containment of weapons of mass destruction, Chaofan's advantages in a small area will be fully displayed.

Similarly, it seems more reasonable for Syndicate to set up important bases in such places.

It seems very convenient to throw the blame on the Russians.

Ronan remembered very clearly that since the identity of Ronan the Destroyer was completely exposed, the Russian side has often blamed him.

A lot of bad things the Russians did turned him into a murderer.

Blame each other, the big guy's traditional craft.

Ilsa continued: "The Syndicate has been making arrangements in the Baltic Sea and Finland, and they can retreat calmly after the operation is over."

Ronan nodded slightly. If it doesn't work, there is still the door of the soul.

"Do you really have a training base in Lithuania?" Jess reminded, "Everything must look real."

Ilsa said, "Yes, it's in Nesman."

If you want to fish, the bait you release is naturally real, so that the fish will bite the hook.

Ronan said to Ilsa: "Before they officially act, you and I can't show up, it will scare them away."

Ilsa looked at Ronan, quite helplessly: "You frightened them in the extraordinary battle."

Listening to the discussion, Jess felt that she was the useless one, how could this work?

As the second child in the family, being capable and courageous is her greatest strength, so she immediately said, "How about I help?"

Ronan and Ilsa looked over at the same time.

Jess pushed her chest unconsciously, and the red rose on her chest suddenly bloomed: "I'm amazing!"

She grabbed the red rose on her clothes: "My next promotion is called Agent of Chaos."

Ilsa remembered that this woman's extraordinary system was called a criminal, and she seemed more suitable to be a terrorist.

But Jess always gave her the impression of being a maid.

Walking around Ronan all day long, doing whatever he was asked to do, and doing whatever Ronan said, really amazing?
Ronan thought for a while and said, "Bring the tortoises and their hyenas. Don't you have a group of second-level animal trainers under your command? Let them participate in actual combat."

The Syndicate's personnel were scattered throughout Europe, the Middle East, and North Africa. It was difficult for Ilsa to mobilize a large number of people for a while, and said, "Yes."

The three discussed again.

Ronan was going to the basement.

Ilsa thought of a key question: "Can the people from the Special Affairs Bureau cooperate with us to track the whereabouts in time?"

If you can't, it's probably a waste of time.

Looking back, Ronan decided to reveal something appropriately: "The person I inserted into the Secret Affairs Bureau is now the director of the Special Affairs Bureau."

Ilsa was quite surprised, slightly taken aback, and thought more.

The director gathers disobedient people and sends them to Europe to die?

Even Jess was a little surprised, but looking at Ilsa and thinking about Ilsa's experience, it seemed normal.

"By the way, I remember..." Jess looked at Ilsa: "Is the director of the Secret Service a woman?"

Ilsa is essentially doing intelligence and has enough understanding: "The current director of the Special Affairs Bureau is called Carolina. She has been on the Iraqi battlefield and worked as a model for a short time. She is code-named cover girl and is a young and beautiful female mage."

"Cover girl?" Jess was worried, her eyebrows twitched into pimples: Could it be that the position of the second child can't be kept?
Ilsa suddenly realized at this moment: "No wonder he can grasp the various mobilization and intelligence of the Americans in time."

Jess didn't listen at all, thinking: "What should I do? What should I do?"

How about some fresh clothes?How many more courses?Do everything you can and can't do?
It's really frustrating.

Ilsa thinks differently, and has been thinking about how to attract more British agents so that Syndicate can have a wider range of activities in Europe.

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Andrews Air Force Base, Operations Conference Room.

"The target of this operation is the Syndicate!" Blake looked at his subordinates who had been on the battlefield in Afghanistan: "Blue Bird, Iceman, you have been stationed in Alaska before, and this time you are transferred back, because apart from your team, I Can't trust anyone else."

Bluebird has a big red nose, and he speaks in a low voice: "Why did that woman become the director? The general died in the line of duty, no matter how hard she is ranked!"

The Iceman was unsmiling, but the words he said were extremely ugly: "Isn't it because you slept with someone?"

Blake waved his hand: "Don't say these words in the future, Carolina's position comes from the nomination of the commander-in-chief, and the Senate passed it."

He wanted the position of director, but he would not tell his subordinates. He sent the materials to the two of them and said, "My plan is to find clues through Syndicate to analyze Ronan the Destroyer's fixed foothold, and then give him a fatal blow." hit!"

Bluebird and Iceman read the relevant information carefully.

Blake is best at intelligence analysis, not head-on combat: "The British counterparts and CIA people also participated in this operation."

The iceman's iceberg-like expression suddenly changed, and he said sarcastically, "CIA? Are we working with a group of stupid pigs?"

Blake said: "This operation allows the British and the CIA to rush forward. Don't worry about their excuses. Westminster has just been blown into ruins by Ronan the Destroyer and the Syndicate. The CIA wants to avenge their shame. They don't want to Lack of motivation."

The blue bird understood: "I will lead the team to cover them well."

Blake couldn't help laughing: "The only operatives I can trust in the Special Affairs Bureau are your two teams. Go and come back intact."

The three ended the small meeting, and Blake left Andrew's base by car, headed to Washington, to meet the chief of staff.

The chief of staff from the White House looked very appreciative of Blake: "Some things cannot be forced. You must first make achievements before you can have the confidence to fight for a certain position."

Blake nodded silently.

The chief of staff continued: "The commander-in-chief is very dissatisfied with Carolina recently. We pushed her up, but she has gotten very close to Frank Underwood and his wife during this period of time. Frank, you know?"

Blake answered: "It is said to be one of the initiators of the impeachment case."

"That's why Mr. President regrets nominating Carolina." The chief of staff lowered his voice, "But she didn't make a mistake, and we couldn't find a more suitable candidate in a short time. After all, sitting in this position requires convincing everyone. .”

Blake pondered for a moment and said, "How about finding out the fixed foothold of Ronan the Destroyer?"

The chief of staff smiled: "You will become a hero of the United States, and even help Mr. Datong get out of the current predicament. Mr. Datong will definitely remember you."

"Okay!" Blake got up and said goodbye: "Wait for my good news."

The chief of staff watched him go away, picked up the wine glass and shook it gently, could he really get the so-called good news?
joke!

"Heh..." The chief of staff laughed secretly: "I didn't promise anything, it's because you misunderstood."

Blake went out and walked towards the parking lot, and an old man came to meet him. The old man seemed to have a bad trachea and was coughing repeatedly.

The violent coughing caused Blake to look over there, meeting the old man's eyes.

The next moment, Blake stopped and was stunned for a while.

Olof planted the subconscious seed and left coughing.

Blake quickly returned to normal, touched the back of his head inexplicably, continued to walk forward, entered the parking lot, and drove back to the base.

After get off work in the evening, returning to his residence in Washington, he met the retired old man Olof.

On the way to work the next day, on the way to the base, I passed by the taxi driver Olof.

On the day of departure for Europe, when I got off the car at the airport, my eyes collided with the cleaner Olof for a moment.

A seed of consciousness was deeply implanted in the depths of Blake's mind.

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Berlin, Hilton Hotel.

With the order of the current director of the CIA, Trincon, many technical and civilian personnel immediately began to work accordingly, turning the presidential suite into a temporary headquarters of the CIA.

For this operation, Trincon came to Europe in person.

In the past year, the CIA has become the number one laughing stock in the United States, especially in Washington. Whenever the CIA is mentioned by various departments, it is all ridicule and ridicule.

It seems that Ronan the Destroyer was created by the CIA.

Trincon dared to say that even if the people of the CIA hadn't done those stupid things, Ronan the Destroyer would still be attacking America specifically like today.

This is the intuition of an old agent who has been in the industry for decades.

Of course, none of this matters now.

Trincon entered Langley as an adult and spent most of his life with the CIA. Although he became more and more like a politician, he had feelings for the CIA.

He was about to retire, so he had to restore part of the CIA's reputation before retiring.

People can call the CIA despicable, sinister, vicious, and unscrupulous, but they must not become "stupid pigs"!
No matter how stupid the CIA is, it is not like the Secret Affairs Bureau, even the director is dead!

There was a knock on the door, and a burly man entered the suite.

When he came to Trincon, he said, "Minister."

Trincon stood up and shook hands with him: "Pirres, is everyone here?"

Pires is the senior director of the Special Operations Division, that is, the direct leader of the special elite under the CIA: "Six of the most elite operational teams have arrived in Berlin and are ready to attack at any time."

Trincon said: "The Syndicate is our old opponent. Since the establishment of Solomon Ryan, it has mainly targeted the CIA. It is time to uproot them."

"Find them first," Pires said.

Trincon said: "I buried a nail in it a long time ago, and news will come soon." He turned to his assistant and asked, "Where are the Secret Service and the British?"

The assistant immediately checked: "The plane of the Secret Service has landed at the Ramstein Air Force Base and will be here soon. The director of MI[-], Judi Dench, is on his way to Berlin."

Trinkang looked around and said to his subordinates: "Steady your mind, we will be winners this time!"

Those who participated in this operation were all carefully selected, not only for their outstanding ability, but also for their absolute loyalty to the United States.

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Poland, Warsaw.

Just after returning to Europe from North America, Helen rushed here to support an action team from the Syndicate to retreat.

Drive to the eastern suburbs of Warsaw and enter the Barbican Shooting Club.

The waitress came up and said, "Welcome."

Helen showed her membership card, came to the front desk, and pushed the membership card to the male staff at the front desk.

The man looked at his membership card and put on a smile: "Guest, your exclusive lounge is here."

Helen put away her membership card, twisted her bucket waist, walked through the corridor, and entered the lounge.

Push open the locker, go up the second floor along the secret passage stairs, and come to an office.

James, Wilkinson and Best are already waiting here.

Helen didn't have any nonsense: "The British have gone crazy and are chasing us all over Europe. People from MI6 have tracked us to Warsaw. You may have been exposed. Start the evacuation procedure immediately."

She said directly: "Withdraw into Lithuania in batches and go to Vilnius. Someone will pick you up."

"Yes!" Best picked up the intranet phone, pressed the red button, and said, "Start plan zero immediately."

Helen didn't say much, and went back the same way, changed into clothes, and went to the shooting range.

At the same time, seven people left separately.

There are not many people who really belong to the syndicate in the shooting club. Most of them are ordinary employees. Even if people withdraw, they can still maintain normal long-distance rotation.

Poland shares a southwest border with Lithuania, making it easy to travel from Warsaw to Vilnius.

At noon that day, they met at the safe house.

This is a travel company that accepts landing tours, bringing together many tourists from Europe to visit the winter scenery in the Nesman Mountains.

It is still late autumn in Western Europe, and it has already snowed heavily in northwest Lithuania.

The tour group successfully entered the Nesman Mountains.

Sitting on the tour bus, James quickly scanned the people on the bus while holding his backpack, and found many familiar faces.

James was one of the earliest members of the Syndicate and belonged to Solomon Lane's old subordinates. He joined the Syndicate with several others shortly after Solomon Lane defected from MI[-].

His development in the Syndicate was not smooth, and his enthusiasm was not high. He served as a training instructor for a period of time, and later he came to Warsaw, and he was always a marginal figure.

No way, James was an undercover agent sent by MI6 to Ryan. After seeing the brutal fight between the Syndicate and the CIA and MI[-], he didn't want to die inexplicably, so he simply hid in a relatively safe area.

The past year or so has been very comfortable.

Unfortunately, London has not forgotten him.

James took a stick of chewing gum and sat back in his seat. The ability of the rigorous training was still there. After a little reflection, he recognized those familiar faces. They were the people he had trained, from all over Europe.

The Syndicate followed Ronan the Destroyer and blew up London. The entire Westminster was almost reduced to ruins and ashes.

The bus went up the mountain road and drove into a ski training base.

A person sitting in front of the car stood up: "Everyone, take advantage of the rare free time to do more skiing and snow combat training, and it will be used soon."

James got off the car, went to the temporary residence, and saw a large number of people training.

On the snow slope, people in snow suits are practicing snow and ski shooting.

There are hundreds of people!
With so many people concentrated, the importance of this base to Syndicate is self-evident!

James reached out and clicked his teeth, took out the chewing gum in his mouth, and threw it into the trash can.

The signal transmitter hidden in the tooth was activated immediately.

He didn't dare to use it for too long, so he picked his teeth and turned off the signal transmitter while he had a new piece of chewing gum.

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Not far from the training ground, in a heavily guarded weapon depot.

Four humanoid tortoises came out from the gate of the soul, leading the demonized hyena.

Vincent and Raul couldn't help but took two steps back.

Jess said solemnly: "Don't worry, they have been tamed and won't bite people randomly."

Guti and Morientes are leading the bull squad that entered the soul temple, and are transporting weapons and ammunition through the soul gate.

The largest weapon supplier of the Syndicate is Yuri, but Yuri is busy delivering weapons and equipment to Balest and Hamas, so he can't get through for the time being.

Ronan collected a large amount of weapons and equipment at Mildenhall base last time, especially heavy weapons.

Many of the trained people outside are actually the animal trainers under Jess.

At this moment, Helen came in from the outside and said, "I just got the news that Judi Dench from MI6, Blake from the Secret Service, and Trincon from the CIA have all arrived in Berlin."

Ronan received a message, glanced at it, and said, "The information has been delivered."

The person who sent the message was Blake!
This person's thinking consciousness has been affected by Olof's seeds, and in some things, cognitive errors have occurred.

Ilsa opened the map of the Nesman Mountains and said: "The information has been passed to the enemy. With their efficiency, they may launch an attack tomorrow morning, and start to deploy according to the plan."

Those who really participated in the syndicate's operations have all been tested by Ronan and Jess.

As for Jess's men, they were completely under the control of their queen.

Of course, these second-tier animal trainers are capable, but they lack combat experience and can only serve as assistants.

For example, use the director of the anorectal department to carry out a sneak attack and hunt down the fleeing people.

Raul opened the prepared box, which contained the combat uniforms of the Russian army.

This base must be abandoned, and it is absolutely unequivocal to say that Russia is being blamed.

All the members of the Syndicate who had evacuated here were present. Ronan and Jess put on snow training clothes, disguised themselves as members of the Syndicate, and mixed in with the newcomers.

Ten minutes later, the spy among the newcomers was identified.

Back in the weapon warehouse, Jess dug out the information on that person and said, "There's only this one."

Vincent took it over and took a closer look: "James? He is one of the earliest members of the Syndicate, an old subordinate of Solomon."

Ilsa asked: "Ex-MI6 members?"

"Yes." Vincent slightly recalled: "When I joined Syndicate, he was my instructor."

That being said, I don't think it's strange or unexpected.

For spies and secret service organizations, some secrets may not be activated for several years or even ten years.

For example, female agents of Mossad.

Distributed all over the world, they usually have legitimate occupations. Except for Jewish blood, they seem to have no connection with Israel. Once they are awakened to carry out actions, they are rarely suspected.

Ronan announced the list of Mossad secret agents and spies, causing Israel to suffer huge losses.

Ilsa said: "Temporarily watch secretly, don't disturb them, confirm the whereabouts of Britain and the United States, and then control them."

Jess reminded: "Go to the British Isles and show yourself? So that the Anzas can rest assured."

After preparing so much, I can't scare people from coming: "There is a gate of soul, and it is very convenient to go there."

Ilsa had thought about it a long time ago: "Not just showing up, it's better to have another action that has a certain impact."

The others all looked at Ronan, thinking that Westminster was in ruins, even Buckingham Palace had collapsed, so what would they do next?
To blow up Windsor Castle?Or let the Windsor family make the plane?

The people in that family are more of a symbol, those people in Downing Street, they wish someone could kill them.

Ronan said: "I have a goal. In fact, I wanted to do it when I was in New York. I haven't found a suitable opportunity."

"What do you think of the British Museum?" he asked.

"There are a lot of artworks there..." Jess always put herself in Ronan's shoes: "The Temple of the Soul and the castle are bare and lack enough art decorations. The British Museum lacks these."

Ronan said: "Anza is robbing the world, let's rob Anza!"

Jess glanced at Ilsa: "Shall I go with you?"

Ilsa took out the dragon scale shield and knight sword, intending to make Jess disguise into her style.

Jess said, "I have."

Ilsa laughed dumbfounded, these were the weapons made by Jess.

(End of this chapter)