World nuclear peace starts with the creation of an umbrella company

Only Luke was left standing there.

for all this.

He seems to have already accepted it. Do you expect the capitalists to care about you?

Come on, in their eyes, money is what they care about.

Luke shrugged and walked out of the airport alone.

However, just out of the airport.

boom--

A sniper bullet hit Luke's head accurately.

Before he died, Luke, lying on the ground, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

As soon as his head tilted, he died!

After killing the target, the sniper also put away his weapon and disappeared into the darkness...

at the same time.

The news of Luke's murder quickly reached Allen Lockheed.

His expression darkened and he was silent for a moment.

Allen Lockheed said coldly, "Notify everyone that all Umbrella Corporation businesses will be suppressed from today."

"And I need Marilyn's blood test results, ASAP!"

"Yes, boss."

……

Chapter 178: Hydra's first action, grabbing space fuel

The next day.

Tijuana International Airport, on the tarmac.

There are four cars parked here at the moment, one of which is a stretched Lincoln, and the other three are all armed Hummers.

The ferocious barrel of the M2 heavy machine gun above emits a cold luster in the early morning sun.

The surroundings were full of fully armed militants holding submachine guns.

Only Menendez, the largest laundry detergent merchant in Mexico, would dare to make such a domineering appearance.

The police on the road don’t dare to stop them, who would dare?

Unless you don’t want to live anymore.

In the entire Tijuana, Menendez is the absolute ruler of the local area, with countless subordinates.

at this time.

A jeep drove onto the tarmac and headed towards Menendez.

The M2 heavy machine guns on the three armed Humvees immediately turned their guns and locked onto the approaching jeep.

If the people in the jeep make any unusual moves, the three M2 heavy machine guns will send them to see God.

Soon, the jeep came to the Menendez team.

As soon as the car stopped, four or five militants with submachine guns surrounded it.

Menendez's confidant Mark walked over leisurely with a Desert Eagle in his hand.

He glanced at Jerome in the car, and Trench, who was disguised as the driver.

"Get off the car, our boss has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Feel sorry."

Jerome shrugged, opened the door and got out of the car.

Two armed men immediately came forward, violently pressed Jerome into the car, and searched his entire body.

Jerome, lying in the car, had an approachable smile on his face and was very cooperative.

But deep in his eyes, a hint of hostility flashed.

If they were not partners, these people would probably have died at Jerome's hands.

After confirming that there are no weapons.

The two militants then let go of Jerome and stepped aside.

"Come with me."

Mark glanced at Jerome calmly, waved his pistol, and said.

Then Jerome followed Mark to the extended Lincoln.

The car door is open.

Menendez sat on the soft sofa inside, hugging a sexy blonde beauty.

He had a cigar in his mouth and a glass of whiskey on the rocks in his hand.

He displayed the condescending attitude of a gangster boss to the fullest.

Jerome came to the front of the car and greeted Menendez inside with a flattering smile.

"Good morning, Mr. Menendez, it's nice to see you again."

"Jerome, you're late."

Menendez narrowed his eyes and stared at Jerome, looking intimidating without even getting angry.

"Sorry, Mr. Menendez, I was delayed a bit by those idiot inspectors when I was going through customs."

Jerome bowed like a gentleman and apologized.

Menendez didn't bother to argue anymore and asked, "When does the plane arrive?"

Jerome looked up and saw a black dot approaching rapidly on the horizon. He pointed to the sky and said, "Mr. Menendez, the plane is coming."

The voice just fell.

From the distant sky, a roar was coming closer and closer!

heard movement.

Menendez also got out of the car and looked at the plane which was becoming clearer and clearer.

When he saw clearly that it was an extremely large transport plane, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

How could the knowledgeable Menendez fail to recognize the model of the approaching transport plane?

It was an An-124 military transport aircraft manufactured in the Soviet Union, although it had been converted for civilian use.

But to be able to obtain the An-124 military transport aircraft for civilian use, Hydra’s background is not simple!

Menendez re-examined Hydra's status in his heart.

The results of the investigation conducted by my men yesterday only found Jerome's personal information.

Sam is a retired Ranger who turns to robbery due to financial difficulties after retirement.

There is no relevant information about Hydra, as if it is a mysterious organization that appeared out of thin air.

After seeing the An-124 military transport aircraft today, Menendez couldn't help but become more curious about Hydra.

A few minutes later.

A civilian transport aircraft modified from the An-124 landed smoothly on the airport runway.

Finally stopped at the designated unloading area.

Jerome, Menendez and others rushed over immediately.

At this moment, the rear hatch of the An-124 slowly opened, and a team of twelve fully armed mercenaries wearing individual equipment suits walked out.

The leader was Mikhail, the first captain of Umbrella Corporation's biological disaster response team UBCS.

However, he has now been assigned to the Hydra organization and become a basic military force.

So he was responsible for escorting this batch of arms.

When Jerome, Menendez and others arrived, they were slightly stunned when they saw this group of people.

In particular, when Menendez looked at these well-equipped mercenaries, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Elite, absolutely elite!

The commandos under his command are completely not on the same level as this group of people.

Is this the military power of Hydra?

And the weapons in their hands were never seen before.

Although it looks a bit like the United States' M16A1 automatic rifle, it is obviously not it.

"Jerome, is this your Hydra mercenary?" Menendez turned his head and asked Jerome beside him.

"Yes, they are just a small group of mercenaries escorting the shipment. We have tens of thousands of elite mercenaries like them in our Hydra organization."

Jerome started talking nonsense with ease and skill, just to scare Menendez.

Sure enough, I heard this.

Menendez's eyes moved slightly, and his expression became uncertain.

He originally wanted to rob the robbers, but now he must think twice.

Offending a mysterious organization is not a good option.

Then Jerome took Menendez and others into the cabin.

In the huge space, there are neatly arranged army green rectangular boxes.

There are at least a few hundred boxes, and the contents are self-evident.

Menendez came to a rectangular box and immediately opened the lid.

When the box was opened, it was filled with neatly stacked M16A1 assault rifles.

It's in brand new condition, and there's a strong smell of gun oil in the air.

Menendez's eyes moved slightly, and his face showed surprise.

It’s still new?

"Mr. Menendez, how is it?" Jerome came over and asked.

Menendez glanced at Jerome, then opened a few more boxes.

有M16A1，亦有M16A2，以及苏制的AK74突击步枪。

All are new and unused.

"Boss, there are M2 heavy machine guns and DShK."

Mark opened a large box and saw the weapons inside, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, Menendez hurried over and saw the heavy machine gun inside.

Finally, there was a noticeable change of expression on his calm face.

"The heavy machine gun has strong firepower and is better than the submachine guns in your hands, Mr. Menendez. Are you satisfied?" Jerome followed closely and said with a smile.

Menendez was silent for a moment, then looked at Jerome with sharp eyes.

"I see your sincerity. I agree to cooperate, provided I take these equipment away."

"No problem, this is only half, which was originally the deposit for Mr. Menendez." Jerome spread his hands and said.

"make a deal!"

Menendez agreed without hesitation and then asked, "Is there a mission plan? When will we start?"

"Of course, please wait a moment."

Jerome took out a brown paper bag from the briefcase in his hand and handed it over.