"Bang~"

The old door was kicked open.

Regardless of where the kidnapping murderer was or where the herringbone was, a Hungarian special policeman took out a grenade and threw it through the door.

"Boom~"

Grenade explodes.

The Hungarian special police were like a team of reckless men, taking advantage of the explosion and rushed in one after another.

Because the interior space of the room was too small, more than a dozen Hungarian special police rushed in and filled it up, and neither Long Zhan nor Scott entered.

Standing at the door, looking inside.

The priest was tied up like a rice dumpling, and his mouth was blocked with a rope, and he threw it on the ground, whining wildly there.

Not far away from him was a chair with a motionless person tied to it.

Long Zhan found that the priest's expression was not right, looked at him according to his eyes, then looked down and found a bomb under the chair.

I originally wanted to remind the Hungarian special police, but found that the special police had surrounded him.

One of them was very violent and had already lifted his foot in combat boots.

Long Zhan knew it was in trouble.

He pulled Scott and Julia without looking back and rushed to the back of the wall to the right of the door.

Long Zhan and his party had just rushed out and raised their big feet to kick the chair over, triggering the bomb with a rope underneath.

"Boom~"

A violent explosion rang out.

All the special police officers in the room were blown away, and the explosion shock waves were like out-of-control beasts, rushing towards the windows and doors of the room at an extremely fast speed.

The special police staying by the door and window were all blown away by this shock wave.

Two unlucky guys occupied a relatively poor position and were directly blown off from the third floor, falling from the third floor to the first floor without death.

The Hungarian special police, who originally had an absolute advantage, were killed or injured in a flash.

"Shet, a mean Irish bastard, almost sent me to see God." Scott got up from the ground and cursed.

"Our life is very hard, and it is not that easy to die." Long Zhan patted the gray on his body, calmly.

"It's time for us to wash our hands, Long, even if it's not the IRA, if we continue like this, we may be killed by other bastards."

Scott said in fear: "Brother, I almost died just now, just a little bit of a fucking fucking."

""

...

Interrogation room.

Locke is still interrogating McCanna.

"Francis made us go to the bank all the time. We had to pay him 50,000 pounds a year. There was no other expense yet, but the money was indeed spent on the right place."

Locke took out a lot of information and put it in front of McCanna while saying it.

France is McCanna's brother.

"All fucking fucking."

McCanna pushed open the photo file she handed over and said with disdain: "Even a little kid who knows computers can fake it in ten minutes."

"Yeah?"

Colonel Locke was not in a hurry, and turned his laptop to play a video, turned the screen to McCanna and said, "Look at this."

There are two men talking in the video, one of which is a young version of Colonel Locke.

Another man with a beard was McCanna's brother France.

"Hello, France, a little gift from the British government. The two soldiers survived because of you. Thank you very much. Do you have anything else to report to me?" said the young Colonel Nock.

"There will be an attack, just tonight, the police station in Kushendor, and the details are all inside." Franci placed a folded piece of paper on the table.

"Francie, you're a good person."

The video ends here, and Colonel Locke takes the computer back.

McCanna, who had always been stubborn and arrogant, was very emotional after watching this video and her mouth kept trembling.

The faith in McCanna’s heart collapsed!

In McCanna's heart, his brother has always been his role model, which is equivalent to the god in his heart, who has always supported him in confronting the government.

But the content in the video tells him that his brother is not a "hero" who resists the government.

It is an undercover agent arranged by the British government!

It was equivalent to a 180-degree reversal, and the hero in his heart became an enemy in reality. How could McCanna bear it?

After Locke turned the computer up and down, he whipped on the keyboard.

"What are you doing?" McCanna asked in panic.

"The people under your command are all because of your brother. The IRA has not destroyed you for the same reason, because you are France McCanna's sister, and they won't touch you, but if I put this video on the news website, let's see what the result will be."

Colonel Locke had completed the operation while speaking, and he turned the screen toward McCanna.

The video is being uploaded, and the progress bar is slowly moving up from one percent, making McCanna's eyes tremble.
Chapter completed!