Great Single Player of the Heavens

After two minutes.

This section of the highway has already turned into a scene of hell.

The convoy from Hamburg was completely wiped out under the sudden attack.

Two SUVs turned into black carbonized wreckage, one SUV's body was full of bullet holes, and four members of the German special forces in the car sat limply in their seats covered in blood.

The bulletproof van protected by the SUV was overturned by the huge impact and lay on its side on the road.

And around it, there is a group of militants approaching slowly.

"Go, open the car door!"

Following the order of the man with different pupils, two militants carrying a black travel bag took out a set of high-temperature welding torches and walked towards the back door of the carriage.

At this moment, the back door of the carriage was opened from the inside with an "orbital" sound.

Immediately afterwards, a special forces member wearing a black combat uniform, a helmet and a mask slowly crawled out from inside.

His right leg, twisted at a strange angle, was apparently broken.

I saw that he was still holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, and he seemed to be using the walkie-talkie to ask for help:

"Ahem...here is the transportation team..."

"We...are under attack, please..."

However, before he could finish speaking, there was a "bang" gunshot, a hot bullet, which pierced his head and interrupted his words at the same time.

A militant wearing a mask snatched the walkie-talkie from the dead guard and threw it away.

The militant with the AK in his hand seemed to be still not quite relieved. He raised his leg and stepped on the wreckage of the walkie-talkie a few times before giving up.

The step of opening the door was omitted, and two militants armed with AKs walked into the carriage.

After a few shots, a short-cut man in a black and white prison uniform with his hands handcuffed walked out of the carriage with the help of two people.

The cropped man didn't seem to be able to react to what happened just now.

I saw him leaning against the militant beside him, his eyes slightly squinted, a wound on his forehead was slowly oozing blood, and his face was a little pale.

Just as he was struggling to fight against the dizziness in his head and trying to clear his mind, a familiar deep voice sounded in his ear:

"Victor, are you okay?"

When the inch-cut man tried to open his eyes, what caught his eyes was a pair of different pupils and a familiar face.

The inch-cut man finally came to his senses, and couldn't help cursing:

"Hey! Vladimir, I was almost killed by you!"

Hearing this, the man with different pupils shrugged and stretched out his right hand to him.

Holding the hand offered by the other party, he stood up abruptly from the ground. The cropped man glanced around, opened his arms involuntarily, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

After feeling the feeling of freedom, the inch-cut man turned his head to look at the man with different pupils,

asked:

"What next?"

"Next, we'll take you home!"

. . .

an hour later...

When Team A, who received the news, arrived at the scene as quickly as possible, all they were left with was a messy highway blocked by police.

Through the car window, looking at the horrific SUV, the overturned van, and the corpses covered with white cloth and being carried into the ambulance, the four people in the car couldn't help but fell into a solemn silence.

Lu Qi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, stared at the opened rear door for a while with a serious expression, then took out the satellite phone and dialed Sheffield.

"Sir, we are late, the little Zakayev has been rescued..."

Hearing this news, Sheffield on the other side was silent for a while before speaking:

"I see. Leave the rest of the matter to others, and return to the base..."

As soon as he hung up the phone, Lu Qi heard Xiaoqiang in the back seat and asked:

"Sir, what do we do now?"

"Let's go home!"

. . . . . .

Credenhill, England.

Lu Qi, who returned to the base, immediately came to the tactical room after disbanding the team on the spot.

However, in the tactical room, except for Sheffield who appeared in the real-time video screen, Lu Qi did not see Gates, Soap, or even Price.

"Sir, why didn't you see Captain Price? Also, what happened to Zakayev Jr.?"

"That's what I want to tell you..."

After Sheffield's explanation, Lu Qi realized that what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg.

It turns out that extremists have more than one goal...

Just an hour after he led Team A to the Netherlands, 141 received intelligence again that a group of extremists planned to attack a certain military train and kidnap the Greek Prime Minister on board.

Sheffield immediately dispatched Team B headed by Price, Gates and Soap to rescue.

Sheffield originally thought that the hijacking of the airliner was just a cover, and that the target of the extremists was really the Prime Minister of Greece.

However, he was wrong.

After he dispatched his two elite teams, unexpected bad news came from Hamburg, Germany:

The transport convoy escorting Zakayev was attacked!

It wasn't until that moment that Sheffield understood that from the very beginning, the target of the extremists was Zakayev Jr.!

As for the vice president of Shenkai Transportation on the passenger plane and the Prime Minister of Greece on the train, they are all under the guise of implementing the plan to turn the tiger away from the mountain!

The other party seems to be very clear that 141 will pay close attention to his movements and try his best to stop them. That's why he deliberately set up a cover, transferred the 141 troops, and then killed Zakayev with a fatal blow!

It has to be said that this wave of operations profoundly embodies the essence of "soldiers are deceitful".

Apart from Makarov, the super villain who inherited Zakayev and the current leader of the "Inner Group" of the extremist organization, Lu Qi couldn't think of anyone else who could come up with these plans and have such strength and energy.

However, what Lu Qi couldn't figure out was why did Makarov save little Zakayev?

Lu Qi didn't think that Makarov would be so stupid that he thought he had too much power and wanted to find a boss for himself.

Perhaps, he is for the identity of Zakayev Jr. as "the only blood of the Mao hero Zakayev"?

Putting down this thought temporarily, Lu Qi looked at Sheffield on the screen, and said in a deep voice:

"So this is all a plan by extremists to rescue the son of their great leader?"

"That's right, after the rescue of Zakayev Jr., these extremists have righteousness. They can use the clarion call of inheriting Zakayev's legacy and making Mao country great again, and make waves in Mao country and even the whole world!"

"Lieutenant Marrs, I heard that you captured Victor Zakayev with your own hands, so let it happen again!"