"boom!"

The death missile exploded instantly and turned into a huge fireball burning.

The passenger plane swept directly above the fireball, but fortunately it was far away, so the passenger plane did not suffer any impact.

The two pilots let out a long sigh, and the beads of sweat slid from their faces...

It's so thrilling!

What happened just now? Did that missile break down?

Of course it is impossible!

At this time, the Atlantic Fleet Chief of Staff was relieved and sweated profusely.

Yes, he came to command it himself. After all, the fewer people are in charge of this kind of thing, the better. The more people they are exposed, the greater the possibility of being exposed.

It's so dangerous. If you slow down for another 2 seconds, you will probably have to collect the body of the passenger plane.

Fortunately, in the last time, I detonated the missile at a long range. Otherwise...

"Switch off the electronic interferometer!"

“yes private!”

In an instant, the British flight resumed communications.

"This is the US Atlantic Fleet. We are conducting temporary military exercises! The passenger plane above you have accidentally entered the military restricted area. Please leave immediately!"

The Chief of Staff's voice was transmitted to the passenger plane communication channel through the radio waves.

At this moment, the captain of the passenger plane who received the ultimatum wanted to curse her angrily.

In Nimale Gobi, we have been driving on the normal route. Unexpectedly, we would encounter missiles. If our pilot had not raised the distance, it would have delayed for a few seconds. Now we have all been destroyed by missiles.

What? When did the high seas become military forbidden zones?

In the communication channel, the captain angrily cursed the Atlantic Fleet: "I want to complain to the British government for accusation!"

"It's up to you!"

The Chief of Staff cut off the call, and a stone in his heart finally fell.

It was so dangerous, but fortunately I was smart, so I made up a reason in an instant.

Going back, the Ministry of National Defense will add a record of military acting. When the time comes, the incident should be perfunctory.

"Diver now and take me back to Washington aircraft carrier!"

“yes private!”

The submarine began to dive and then rushed towards the Atlantic fleet.

...

At high altitude, the passenger plane resumed its stable flight.

The British Foreign Secretary broke into the captain's room with a pale face.

"How is the passenger plane? Are there any damages? Can you arrive in Boston on time?"

Upon hearing this, the captain quickly replied respectfully: "There is no problem except for excessive fuel consumption. When the sub-fuel tank is switched, you should be able to reach Boston on time!"

Hearing such a reply, the Foreign Minister was feeling a little better. At the same time, he was very grateful in his heart.

Yes, it's just a blessing.

The United States should have received a diplomatic note and learned that it and the prince were also on this flight.

If this is not the case, the missile just now would definitely shoot down the flight directly and destroy Alice.

The US government is so cruel!

Fortunately, the Prime Minister and the Queen have very superb political wisdom. They have long guessed that the United States will take action, so they arranged for themselves to board the flight with two royal members.

At present, it seems that the United States should have given up its assassination plan, and everyone can arrive in Boston safely next.

Moreover, this accident gave us a good excuse for the UK, which can be used as a negotiation condition.

Thinking of this, the Foreign Minister immediately took out his phone number and reported to Prime Minister Cameron...

...

As the passenger plane flew smoothly, the passengers on the plane gradually calmed down their panic.

First class.

Alice looked at Mrs. Smith in confusion.

She didn't understand why the agents of the Military Intelligence Bureau were also on this flight, and they happened to be sitting in the front row.

"Mrs. Smith! Why are you here too?"

Upon hearing this question, Mrs. Smith complained in her heart depressedly.

What do we mean are here too? Do you think we are the only two of us? The first class of this flight, except for the Foreign Minister and the two royal members, are all from our Military Intelligence Bureau.

You didn't find anything! Is our makeup really that good?

But seeing this, Mrs. Smith smiled slightly and said, "Hello, Miss Alice, we have met again. From now on, I will be your personal bodyguard. I hope we can cooperate happily!"

What? You are a bodyguard for me? You are a senior agent of the Sixth Military Intelligence Bureau. How could you be a bodyguard for a small person like me?

Alice widened her eyes and looked at Mrs. Smith: "I...I'm going to Harvard University to study!"

"Haha, it just so happened that I was admitted to Harvard University, and I was just going to study."

Upon hearing this, Alice was so depressed that she couldn't speak.

What does Mrs. Smith want to do? What does the British government want to do?

At this moment, Alice, who was not very familiar with the world, could not see through the fierce confrontation behind the scenes. Moreover, it was not only what the British government wanted to do, but what the five major gangsters of the United Nations wanted to do.

...

Elysee Palace, France.

"Dingling!" "Dinglinglingling!"...

The phone rang in the presidential office. In an instant, the French president answered the phone.

"Report: Miss A (Alice)'s flight was attacked by missiles just now!"

"What?!" the French President spoke in horror and asked quickly, "How is Miss A now?"

"The missile has been destroyed by itself, Miss A is currently safe. We suspect it was done by the US."

Upon hearing this, the French president hung up the phone and frowned tightly, as if he was thinking about something in his heart.

In an instant, the French president called his assistant and spoke seriously.

"Notify our Atlantic Fleet and let them dispatch two carrier-based aircraft to escort until the flight arrives in U.S. airspace!"

"yes!"

Russian Ministry of Defense Military Center.

On a huge electronic screen, the scene where the missile just attacked the passenger plane was playing.

This was taken by Russian military satellites in outer space.

Yes, that's such a coincidence!

"Report: The US submarine has left and the flight is safe!"

Upon hearing the report, a general in his 60s nodded and ordered: "Continue to keep observation until the flight arrives safely in the United States."

"yes!"

Far East China. National Security Agency.

Today, the always mysterious Director of Bureau Nine Bureau walked out of the Security Bureau. He went to the city center to meet a person, a beautiful mysterious woman.

"This is your new task, and your identity has been arranged."

The mysterious woman took the document and looked through it gently.

"Are you sure that 'watermelon' will go to Harvard University?" the woman asked softly.

"Confirm! As long as No. 2 (Alice) is not dead, he will definitely go!"

The mysterious woman nodded and turned around and left with the documents.

The director of Bureau Ninth Bureau watched her silently until he could no longer see the other person.

At this moment, Director Ninth Bureau's eyes were a little wet, and sadness was covered with his face.

"'Cunning Fox', the country will never forget you, I wish you peace!"

What? The Chinese ace agent "Cunning Fox" turned out to be a woman?
Chapter completed!