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Chapter 198 SS-25 ICBM
When No. 21 heard the Secret Service say that there was a visitor in the office, he turned around and glanced at Smith Anderson behind him, with an anxious look on his face. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his anxious heart.

Turning his attention back to the Secret Service agent, No. 21 asked, "How long has it been? When will it end?"

The Secret Service agent replied, "About fifteen minutes. I don't know exactly when it will be over, Counselor Norton."

No. 21’s full name is Norton Shapar. He currently serves as the President’s National Security Advisor. He is a senior assistant in the President’s Executive Office and the President’s chief adviser on national security issues.

"What happened? Counselor Norton!"

A voice came from the side of Codename 21 Norton Shapar, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the voice.

A middle-aged white male, slightly bald, tall and strong, with a strong physique, wearing a gray suit and transparent tube headphones, and dressed in the standard attire of a Secret Service agent.

Norton glanced at the black suitcase the other man was carrying.

“Karl…” Norton took a deep breath.

Carl Stevenson, the president's personal bodyguard, nuclear code box custodian agent, organization code name 50.

Coming to Norton, Karl glanced at Smith beside Norton and asked, “I see you are uneasy, what happened?”

"Follow me!" Norton winked at Carl, then said to Smith, "Wait for me here."

Commissioner Smith nodded respectfully: "Yes!"

Karl followed Norton to the flower pot fifteen meters away, and he asked, “Who is that person?”

Norton whispered, "Smith Anderson, a senior agent of the Department of Homeland Security's Operations Division. He is one of our people. He was previously a field agent and will soon have a code name."

Karl looked at Smith Anderson again and said to Norton, “Are you going to take him to see the president?”

"Yes!" Norton nodded slightly.

"I see you are upset, what happened?" Carl asked.

"Listen, I suspect that Senator Thompson's death is related to Irina. The situation is urgent, so I came here overnight. That Smith witnessed Irina and the new No. 38 having contact with the M-Hound of the Hellhound Force..." Norton lowered his voice and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"What?" Karl looked surprised, with an incredible expression on his face, and lowered his voice, "17? Are you sure? This matter is very serious. You can't say anything without evidence. How is this possible? She is in the office now."

"What? Irina is in the office?" Norton's eyes widened with horror, his heart suddenly tightened, and he said in a hurried voice: "Danger!!"

Hearing Norton's words, Carl's face suddenly changed color. He turned around and walked quickly towards the office with the nuclear code box, and then he jogged.

Norton followed...

"Step aside!"

Carl angrily scolded the two Secret Service agents guarding outside.

The next second, Karl pushed open the office door.

Norton rushed in.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the office, they stopped and stared blankly ahead.

No. 2 looked up in the direction of the office door that was pushed open.

Irina, who was sitting opposite No. 2, turned around and looked at No. 21 and No. 50 who were standing at the door.

Number 2 asked, "What's going on? Why are you so flustered?"

Seeing that No. 2 was fine, Norton and Carl felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah! No...it's okay..." Carl didn't know what to say. After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Norton.

Irina was here, so Norton couldn't talk about that matter in front of her. Norton knew Irina's position in the organization and her execution authority was 10. He didn't have the courage to report to her in person.

"Ah! Nothing...nothing..."

Norton felt a little awkward and spoke hesitantly.

"You go out first, we have something to talk about!" No. 2 ordered.

"Yes!"

Norton and Karl spoke in unison, looked at each other, and left the office together, closing the office door at the same time.

The two people who retreated outside took a deep breath.

Inside the office.

Number 2 looked at Irina and said, "You mean, if you want to get the gift by using New Hope, you won't attack Roy, so as to disintegrate and destroy them from within."

Irina nodded: "Yes, no one can do it except Roy. They can kill anyone except Roy. We must make good use of this."

Number 2 narrowed his eyes slightly: "Isn't this too risky? If Jacob's gift falls into the hands of New Hope, we will be completely passive."

At this point, No. 2 paused slightly, with a worried look on his face: "Next month, on January 1, I will hand over power to the next person. The current situation is extremely complicated. The organization's control over those big families is declining. The Rockefeller family and the Kennedy family have heard the news. That thing is not in our hands..."

Irina nodded slightly: "I understand."

"You better hold on tight..." said No. 2.

Irina: "I have found some clues so far. The Hellhounds may have a part of it. I will let Roy get it back."

No. 2 nodded slightly.

Irina continued, “Last week, our intelligence department intercepted an important piece of information that people from New Hope will appear in Azerbaijan in five days.”

"What are they going there for?" No. 2 frowned.

Irina said: "The target of New Hope is an SS-25 Sickle intercontinental strategic ballistic missile produced by the Soviet Union during the Cold War."

"What?" No. 2 looked surprised.

Irina explained: "I guess they want to do something big before the end of your term. Their target should be the warhead inside."

hiss--

Number 2 gasped.

He frowned and asked, "Why is the SS-25 in Azerbaijan?"

Irina shook her head. "We don't know the details yet. It's very likely that they were smuggled in from Ermao. As you know, they are destroying nuclear weapons recently. Some generals..."

Taking a deep breath, No. 2 asked, "We must not let New Hope get the SS-25. What are you going to do?"

Irina said, "I want Roy to go."

"What? Let him go?"

"Yes, he is the only one who can stop New Hope."

No. 2 lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, No. 2 looked up at Irina and said, "You pass this information to the CIA. They will report it to me immediately. I will call an emergency cabinet meeting to discuss this matter. Let's put it aside for now."

Irina nodded.

Some things just need to be said briefly and there is no need to say more.

As for whether Roy would be sent, Irina was absolutely sure.

"That's it for now, I'm going back first."

Having said that, Irina stood up.

No. 2 nodded: "Go ahead..."

Irina left the office. When she went out, she saw No. 21 who had been waiting outside. The two smiled at each other but did not speak.

After Irina left, Norton called Smith over.

Just after learning that Irina was in the office, Norton asked Smith to hide temporarily. If Irina saw him bringing Smith to meet No. 2, she would definitely guess something.

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the door.

"come in!"

Norton pushed open the office door and took Smith into the office. When he came in front of No. 2, Norton glanced at Smith.

No. 2 also set his sights on Smith:
"he is?"

Norton said respectfully, "DHS Senior Agent, Smith Anderson."

"Bring him to me, what's the matter?"

"While investigating the Thompson assassination, he discovered that..."

Norton reported everything Smith saw to No. 2.

Smith provided corroborative evidence.

"I already know everything you said." said No. 2.

"You go out first!" Norton ordered Smith.

Smith left the office.

Seeing Smith leave the office, Norton sat in front of No. 2 and was about to say something, but No. 2 stopped him directly:
"Norton, I know you are loyal to me. I already know about this. I will naturally send someone to keep an eye on Irina. Once we get that thing, there will be no need for her to exist. Destroying New Hope will be revenge for No. 9."

Norton nodded slightly: “I just want to remind you!”

"Just now Irina said that New Hope is going to..."

No. 2 repeated the information Irina had just told him. After all, Norton was the security adviser. Even if an emergency cabinet meeting was held, Norton had to be present and give his opinions. He happened to be there now.

After hearing the information, Norton frowned.

No. 2 asked, "What do you think of a direct airstrike?"

"Air strike? A direct air strike would probably cause strong dissatisfaction among the Goose side. After all, the area is too close to them. Also, if the intelligence is true, although the nuclear warhead will not detonate the bomb, it will cause a nuclear leak. The explosion will raise a huge amount of radioactive dust. High-intensity radioactive dust will spread rapidly with the air. By then, the entire area will be completely shrouded in radiation, and public opinion will explode."

No. 2 narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

Norton continued: "Even if it is an air strike, precise target guidance is required from the ground, otherwise it is impossible to achieve a precise strike."

No. 2 nodded.

Norton gave a suggestion: "So I suggest sending a special forces team to sneak in secretly and use explosives to destroy the warhead and missile. Even if the explosion fails, we will know the exact location of the missile. It is not impossible to use air strikes at that time, but that is the worst-case scenario and can be listed as a backup plan."

No. 2 asked: "The secret troops that have infiltrated will face the Cerberus Troops. Do you think you are confident?"

Norton shook his head slightly: "No..." Irina could also say these words, but she didn't say them to No. 2 because she knew that the think tank would give No. 2 the best choice.

If she said too much, it would inevitably cause No. 2's disgust and unnecessary suspicion. In this case, even an air strike would require the precise location of the target, and people would have to be sent there. Moreover, they were facing the Cerberus troops of New Hope. Who could be 100% sure? Delta? SEALs? Probably none of them...

That night, No. 2 returned to Washington DC urgently.

Irina passed the information to the CIA through special channels, and after receiving the information, they immediately reported it to their superiors.

The next morning, an emergency meeting was held.

The on-site analysis was exactly the same as what Norton said last night.

No. 2 cannot afford to create such a huge public opinion storm before leaving office.

So, there is only one way...

That is to send secret troops in there.

This afternoon.

Brooklyn Police Department.

Roy, wearing a NYPD uniform, sat at his workstation, thinking about how to get Vanessa away safely.

At this moment, Mia stepped forward and said, "Roy, the dispatcher notified us to go to Team B to handle an illegal break-in."

Roy, who hadn't been on a police call for a long time, stood up from his seat and asked, "What's going on?"

The two walked out of the police station together. Mia said as she walked: "The owner of No. 3362, Baolinqiu Community called the police and reported that someone had illegally broken into his house."

"Well, let's go..."

Roy opened the door of patrol car 404 and got into the driver's seat. After Mia got in, he started the engine, turned on the warning lights, and drove straight to the Pauling Hill community. The patrol cars driven by Tom and House quickly followed behind.

Soon, two patrol cars arrived at No. 3362 Baolinqiu Community.

When I got off the car, what caught my eye was a villa.

Roy and Mia simultaneously pulled out the Glocks from their tactical belts, pushed open the gate, and walked towards the main entrance of the villa.

Tom and House also pulled out their pistols and followed behind.

Arriving at the door of the villa, before Roy could shout out NYPD, he heard shouting from inside the villa:

"Get the hell out of my house!"

"If you don't get the hell out of my house right now, I swear I'm going to kill you!"

"Oh, damn, what are you doing!"

"don't want!!!"

"Do not come near me!!"

Hearing the shouting inside, Roy knew the situation was urgent. He reached out to open the main door of the villa, but found it was locked.

He turned and called to Tom, "Get the battering ram!"

Tom quickly ran towards the police car.

Roy looked into the villa through the window and did not see anyone.

The shouting in the villa continued.

It sounded like the people inside were fighting.

Tom took out a battering ram and smashed the door of the villa open.

Wearing a bulletproof vest and holding a Glock, Roy took the lead and rushed into the villa, shouting: "NYPD! Brooklyn Police Department!"

Following the sound, I walked through the corridor and came to a corner.

Roy and Mia dodged one after another.

Two figures, one black and one white, appeared in the sight of Roy and Mia, with Tom and House following closely behind with Glocks in hand.

At the bedroom door, Lao Hei was holding the fat white man's neck tightly, with a dagger in his hand.

Seeing this, Roy raised his gun and quickly aimed at Lao Hei.

Don't give the opponent any time to react, aim and shoot in one go.

bang bang-

Two consecutive gunshots were heard.

Due to the angle at the time, Roy could not see Lao Hei's head. The two bullets, one hit the shoulder and the other hit the side of the waist.

Lao Hei, who was shot, screamed and fell to the ground.

The fat white man was stunned, his eyes were dull, and he stood there in a daze.

Roy and Mia stepped forward quickly.

Mia ran to the fat white man and pushed him back, saying, "Don't be afraid, we are here to save you..."

Fat white man: "..."

Lao Hei, who was lying in the bedroom, groaned in pain.

Mia, Tom, and House rushed into the house at the same time, shouting together: "Put down the knife, put down the knife!!!"

Bang bang bang bang bang——

The three men fired five shots in total.

Lao Hei's body twitched twice and he gradually lost consciousness.

Mia said to Tom and House, "Go check on that white man and calm him down."

Tom and House turned and left the bedroom.

Roy walked forward and looked at the body.

Mia pressed the intercom:
"Dispatch center, there's a shooting at 3362 in the Baoling Hill community. Someone is injured and lying on the ground. Please send an ambulance."

"Roger that!"

After a moment, the dispatch center replied:

"The ambulance is on its way to you, report the situation."

Just as Mia was about to report the situation to the dispatch center, a bloated black woman rushed in from outside.

Seeing this, Tom and House immediately stopped her outside the house.

The black woman saw the body lying in the bedroom, and then cried and shouted: "Oh, God, God, you killed my husband, you killed my husband in my house! God!!"

Mia: “???”

Roy: "???"

Tom and House: “???”

Four people, you look at me, I look at you.

Roy walked up and asked, "What did you say? Is this your home?"

The black woman screamed loudly: “Yes, you killed my husband Lucas. This is our house. He…he…he…”

The black woman pointed at the fat white man and was sobbing that she couldn't say anything. She then put her face against the wall, covered her face with her hands, and cried loudly.

Roy walked up to the fat white man and asked:

"Is this your home?"

The fat white man shook his head vigorously.

Mia: "..."

Tom: "..."

House: "..."

"Damn it..." Roy took a deep breath and took off the handcuffs from the tactical belt around his waist, "Turn around!"

The frightened fat white man turned around obediently, put his hands behind his back, and did not dare to resist.

Roy handcuffed the fat white man.

After escorting the fat white man to the police car, Roy pressed the intercom communication button: "Dispatch center, send someone to handle the scene."

He took out his cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff.

[Currently smoking: Lung capacity +1]

Mia walked up to Roy and said, "This..."

Roy comforted Mia: "Don't think about it. In that situation, the man was holding a dagger and strangling someone's neck. We couldn't make any judgment at all. In such a hurry, we couldn't tell who was the homeowner and who was the intruder."

"If I... don't shoot again..." Mia murmured.

Roy patted Mia on the shoulder: "He was still holding a knife in his hand at the time. You don't have to blame yourself too much. Maybe this is God's will."

As soon as Roy finished speaking, the clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. He looked up at the sky and heard faint thunder.

More than ten minutes later, a large number of police cars arrived at the scene.

The intruder, a fat white man, was taken into another police car.

At the same time, Roy's cell phone rang.

When I took it out, it was Irina.

Press the answer button and put the phone to your ear.

Irina's queenly voice reached my ears:

"Now, go home, urgent matters..."

　Thanks to Song Yiyi for the reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)