My own war game

Chapter 119: Variety 007
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The sound of submachine gun fire continued, causing gravel to fly all over the road.

The Oriental man who was bargaining with two people just now has fallen to the ground. My sister was hiding in his arms and was also shot several times. The bright red blood was flowing slowly on the ground.

The sudden change caught Garland off guard. He took the map from the Oriental man, took a deep look at the little girl who had been around him recently, turned around and continued to run towards the plane.

There is no time to be sad, he needs to race against time.

The two men arrived near the Hampden bomber one after another. Garland rushed into the cabin and started the plane.

In the distance, guards were constantly gathering here, and the searchlights on the wall were constantly scanning the surroundings.

Max Jimmy grabbed his weapon and shouted, "Lieutenant Colonel, I'll cover you!" Then he jumped into the fortifications nearby and started shooting at the guards in front.

The plane began to taxi slowly. Max Jimmy dropped his weapon and started chasing the plane. His hand was less than one meter away from the cabin door.

Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da!

There was a burst of gunfire and a flash of fire on the ground. Max Jimmy's body suddenly stopped and he fell to the ground. A bullet pierced his calf.

"Max!" the German lieutenant colonel shouted to his companions outside the cabin.

The German spy looked at the pursuers behind him, took out a small box from his arms and threw it out with all his strength. The box fell into the open hatch in a parabola.

"Take it to my family and tell Leah that she doesn't have to wait for me anymore!" he shouted.

The speed of the "Hampden" bomber was getting faster and faster, leaving the pursuers behind. Garland in the cockpit looked at the rearview mirror. The airport was ablaze and Max Jimmy's shouts could be heard faintly.

"Long live the great German Empire!!!"

The bomber roared into the sky, and behind it there were the bangs of gunfire sending it off.

Adolf Garland escaped and opened the small box that was thrown on the plane. Inside was a shiny ring and a photo of a young girl.

The plane roared away, finally climbing up into the clouds and no longer visible.

Max Jimmy had already used up all the bullets in his gun. He threw away the weapon that had turned into scrap metal, raised his hands high, and a smile of victory spread across his face.

He was in a terrible state, with his right leg shot through and he might become disabled. The intelligence line from his side was completely scrapped from then on.

But so what? Adolf Garland escaped successfully, and the map that could turn the tide of the war was also taken away. His mission was accomplished.

He was not afraid of being captured, he had a special method to kill himself at any time, but before that he wanted to make fun of the British agents, these idiots, these jackals who were only fit to eat dust behind him.

"Hand over your weapons! You are under arrest!" Military police and agents rushed forward.

The soldiers searched him, confirmed that he had no weapons, and brought him to a middle-aged man.

"Mr. Max Jimmy?" The middle-aged man looked up at him.

"I know you, Minister Menzies. These jackals under your command have good noses. They actually followed the scent, but unfortunately they were still one step too late." Max Jimmy stared at the other party with a smile.

"Really? If we catch you, it's not like we've gained nothing." Menzies looked the other person up and down as if he were looking at cargo, as if he was considering where to start.

Perhaps the spy chief's indifferent attitude made the Germans very unhappy. Max Jimmy suddenly laughed out loud, "You will get nothing! I am just a small character, just like the two corpses on the ground. You will not get any useful information from me!"

"Really? Hehe~~" Menzies actually laughed, and then it got louder and louder. Then he walked towards the two "corpses" on the ground. "He, my 007, get up. This posture is very uncomfortable, right?"

A terrifying thing happened. The dead body on the ground actually spoke.

"Damn it! Who made this plasma? It stuck my clothes to the ground. I suggest you fire him." "Hey, pigeon blood is not too thick. Our people added some jam to it. It's sweet. Do you want to try it?" Menzies joked and seemed very happy.

The brother and sister who should have fallen dead on the ground stood up again and took off their "blood-stained" coats.

I was fooled! The other party is a spy from the Military Intelligence Agency! 007?! A famous ace agent?!

This thought flashed through Max Jimmy's mind, and he turned his head sharply to look at the sky, but the bomber flying high was no longer visible.

Feelings of regret and anger intertwined together, Max Jimmy suddenly broke free from his restraints and rushed towards the Oriental man opposite.

Even so, he must at least make the other party pay the price!

Facing the crazy German, He Chi slightly turned sideways and covered the little girl's eyes with one hand.

Bang! A heavy punch hit the opponent's vital point, and the German fainted.

Someone dragged the guy who was lying on the ground away.

"Well done! He! This time we can definitely fool the Germans." Menzies went over and patted the Oriental man on the shoulder.

The Oriental man looked at the poor guy who had fainted. "Actually, I just heard another piece of news from the guy on the ground. The order to rescue Adolf Garland has been issued to the entire London area."

"And I have been with this man for several days, and I am quite sure that he did not pass on the news that Garland was rescued."

The spy chief probably understood what the Oriental man meant. His eyes lit up and he said, "You mean it's okay..."

But Menzies quickly shook his head and said, "It's useless. These guys are like foxes. They won't show up easily unless they actually see Adolf Garland."

"What if I can give you an Adolf Garland?" asked the Oriental man.

"How is that possible? That guy is in the sky now."

"Wait a moment." The Oriental man took out a box, turned around and walked into a small room. Fifteen minutes later, an Adolf Garland actually walked out from inside!

Crash! The guards subconsciously raised their guns.

"Wait!" Menzies stopped his men and asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

The other person nodded.

"Is it really He?" the spy chief confirmed again.

"Of course. Do you want me to tell you the canteen menu for the sixth department for one week?" The other party replied in English with a smile.

This guy is really He! People around him came over to marvel at him. It was the first time for many people to see such a lifelike makeup technique.

"Although I feel that you have made it very similar, I still feel like something is missing." Menzies said, rubbing his chin.

Adolf Garland on the opposite side thought for a moment and said, "Wait a minute," then turned back to the house and took out a small bag.

When he opened the package, he found a freshly trimmed mustache inside.

"That should be enough."

(End of this chapter)