Chapter 487

The next morning, Chen Mo got up early, washed and ate breakfast.

Today, however, there is a good play. The U.S. has sent out commandos to hunt Riedman. He has waited for more than a month for this play, and now it finally comes.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Xiaoyu looks at Chen Mo in surprise.

In her understanding, Chen Mo has always been calm and calm in his work. He is not an acute person. Today, he is different from the usual.

"Something needs to be done earlier. I'll come back earlier in the evening to accompany you." Chen Mo said.

"Good." Xiaoyu didn't ask more questions. He helped Chen Mo sort out his clothes and watched him and Mo NV leave.

Arriving at the No. 1 building of the company, it was only 8:20. Before it officially started, Chen Mo found a seat to sit in and waited for the good play to begin.

"They set out."

Mo Nu projects the live picture onto the screen in front of Chen mo.

This is the live video of the US commandos. It was sent back to Washington and the CIA through the live signal. Chen Mo was also lucky to share this first perspective.

But now the commandos are still on the plane, all they see are dark pictures, not too much light.

The good play hasn't really started yet.

Chen Mo has done a good job in his seat. If there are watermelons at the moment, it's a typical melon eater. If you let outsiders see Chen Mo's humble appearance, they would like to strangle him.

Like Chen Mo, he was watching the live broadcast, as well as a group of senior officials in the United States.

At this time, in the special situation room of the White House, we sat around the big guys. Apart from Trump, there are also vice presidents, the Secretary of state, the chief of defense, the general staff and the Navy. The president's security advisor, the White House Office Director, the chief executive of anti terrorism, the director of national intelligence, including the assistant commander in charge of video transmission, is more crowded with more than a dozen people.

They all got relevant information about rydman.

It is learned that rydman is the leader of RS organization, and all secret departments actively cooperate to prepare for this operation through a series of documents and agreements.

At this time, the special situation room was not in such a relaxed mood as Chen mo. all the people were focused on the screen and their faces were solemn. Everyone is waiting anxiously, but the plane hasn't arrived at the destination and the operation hasn't started yet.

"How long does it take to get to the destination?" Trump ten fingers cross, put between legs, ask questions.

"It will take about forty minutes."

The chief intelligence officer answered this question. After that, the spy room fell into silence again, and people looked at the documents on the table from time to time. It's about their faces. Now they are more or less worried about their actions.

The same picture also appeared in the CIA headquarters command center.

Linna kept her eyes fixed on the live picture. Under the calm appearance, her hands were unconsciously together.

This is her shameful action. If the commandos can't kill each other, she will be left with indelible shame, and the consequence is that she will also roll down from this position.

Help RS, if this thing is exposed, they will be the laughingstock of the world.

If this operation is successful, their aid operation can also be called: investigation, lead the snake out of the hole. This plan may also be written into textbooks. But if they fail, they will all be nailed to the pillar of shame for later generations to laugh at.

The CIA has just stepped out of the shadow after the clown organization leaked the list of secret service personnel last time. If this problem occurs again, it will also destroy the morale of the CIA. She can't afford the cost and consequences.

So she could only pray that the commandos would succeed in this operation, and then they could get rid of the rest of rs.

Live pictures of the plane.

Grant sat quietly with his eyes half narrowed. No one spoke on the plane. Most of the team members were asleep.

All of them have experienced a lot of gunfire. Everyone has a strong mental quality. At this time, they can still fall asleep. There is no tension at all.

The headphones remain silent, grant knows, and the next moment is the showdown.

For today's operation, their team has been practicing for nearly a month.

They have seen the target information many times, the planner behind VFV bioterrorism, the planner behind Angora chaos. Only these two items are enough to show the terrorism and threat of the target.

In order to make sure everything is safe, they sent four black hawk armed helicopters and four groups of members.

Two teams are responsible for supporting and preventing the other party from escaping from the sea. Two teams are responsible for landing on the island and launching operations. Grant's team is the team that hunts the target.

The plan is to land by rope. As a special airborne soldier, he is caught unprepared.

The target is on an isolated island. Unless the other side has a submarine, it's hard to fly. It's almost certainly a turtle in a jar. But what they need is zero casualties.

"Over the border."

"One minute to prepare."

The sound from headphones woke up the quiet cabin, which was silent, and began to move. Everyone is checking their equipment and ropes.Grant put the quick descent device in place, make sure the rope and the device are tightly connected, and fasten the thimble in place. As soon as the crew opened the cabin door, they felt a fresh breeze coming.

Grant grabbed the rope and tried to lean out of the hatch to see what was going on outside. The sea was shrouded in the night, only the wind, no other movement, no lights.

In the distance, the outline of an island appeared in front of grant. In the night, without any lights, the island seems to be a giant beast lying dormant in the sea.

This time, should be the most dead time to sleep.

"I see the island." Said grant.

As he neared the island, grant began to prepare, and as soon as he reached his destination, he would ask for help. The snipers by the hatch in front of him were ready to cover for the landing.

All the crew members in the cabin were quiet again and began to wait for the aircraft to arrive at the scheduled place for hovering and landing.

As the plane drew closer, the air seemed to be tense.

Thousands of miles away, in the secret service room of the White House, the people on the ground watched the live broadcast picture and held hands unconsciously. They have determined that the target island is close at hand.

Time leaps one second at a time. The atmosphere is so tense that it explodes. Everyone's breath is held. The atmosphere can't breathe. There are only two female executives on the field. Their hearts beat to the throat and eyes. They have covered their mouths for fear that they will make any sound.

On the other side of the plane, the earphones of all the team members remained silent, and there was terrible silence around them. Only the low propeller sound of the plane reverberated in the night sky.

Even in the night.

Soon, as the plane entered the island, grant leaned out of the cabin again and looked down at the ground. Waiting for the pilot to arrive at the scheduled place, he would not hesitate to land.

The outline of the villa has been seen.

Over the villa, the helicopter pilot hovers directly: "reach the position."

"Action."

Determined to arrive, grant, who had been waiting for a long time, issued a decisive order, leaped out of the hatch and quickly fell to the courtyard of the villa.