my beauty world

Chapter 184 Hunting Bald Eagles (6000)

At dawn, Matt drove to the apartment early. According to the appointment yesterday, he took Ronan to the private art gallery where Claire had a tryst with the photographer lover, and prepared to take key evidence.

Today, Underwood is busy, and Claire has time for a tryst.

Ronan got into the car and said, "Let's go!"

Matt drove to the east of the city, during which he had a few words with Ronan, such as Claire eating all men and women, politicians are really dirty and so on.

When I came to the quiet art gallery, the car was parked in a hidden place.

Not far away, Jess drove by, triggering the seeds of consciousness that had been planted in the past few days.

It can be guaranteed to work within half a day at least.

Matt froze for a moment.

Jess's hardcore brother David came to the front of the car and sat in the passenger seat instead of Ronan.

Ronan got into the car driven by Jess and left here.

Matt came back to his senses, regarded David as Duke, and continued to chat and wait.

As the car drove towards Pennsylvania Avenue, Ronan asked, "Have you booked your ticket?"

"It's booked." Jess drove quickly: "I must leave?"

Ronan warned: "Go to Europe first, and then return to North America. Once Russell is targeted, it will be very troublesome if you don't leave."

Jess couldn't explain why, she didn't want to go to Europe, and felt that there was a long distance across the Atlantic Ocean: "I'll go to Europe, and then come back."

The car turned into the alley and stopped.

Ronan took out the Gypsy Book and threw it to Jess casually: "There should be a method for your subsequent promotion in it, but I can't understand some of the words."

Jess' eyes widened: "Gypsy words! This is... all the promotion rituals and precautions for the criminal system to the fifth level!"

Her hands trembled, she couldn't believe it: "You...just give it to me."

Ronan was annoyed: "Is it useful for me?"

Jess didn't feel wronged at all this time. Instead, she had an indescribable courage. She put away the book and said, "I'll go to New York when I come back. You're done here. Let's go to New York, okay?"

Ronan quickly changed his coat, shoes, and disguise, opened the door and got out of the car, leaving only one sentence: "Let's talk."

Jess drove away, looked at the rearview mirror on the left, and made a decision: "If he doesn't come to me, I can go to him!"

Halfway through Ronan's safe house, he changed his car, bought breakfast on the way back, and Russell was already up after entering the house.

Jess looked like a good daughter: "I'm leaving, I wanted to make breakfast for you, but the craftsmanship is too poor, so I can only buy you some."

Russell was in a very bad mood: "Do you have to go back?"

Jess didn't seem to want to leave: "I like this place, and I want to go to the White House with you to see each other, but my mother broke her leg, I don't trust her alone, sorry."

Russell couldn't help it: "You are a good boy, you must come back when your mother recovers!"

After breakfast, Jess took her luggage, and Russell took her to the airport first.

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Arriving near Pennsylvania Avenue, Ronan checked the prepared vehicles and threw a barbeque on the wall.

The raven caught it in one gulp, swallowed it down, and soared high.

Ronan turned into a courtyard and entered the street-facing shops through the back door.

Glancing at the watch, he took out the weapon from the ring space and began to prepare.

Take off the jacket and put it away, put on the bulletproof vest, insert the composite plate, hang grenades and shock bombs on the body one by one, tie the leg gun bag, and insert two Glocks.

The remote control is stuffed into the pocket and can be flicked out at any time.

The dagger was scabbard.

Then take out the headset and radio and put them on.

Keep silent for now until the action begins.

Ronan took out his phone and sent a message: "I'm online!"

Soon there was a reply: "Received."

After installing the mobile phone, he took out the automatic rifle and checked it.

Finally, the place of origin and caliber are completely different from the previous Vulcan cannon and ammunition box.

Carry the ammunition box on your back, lift the Vulcan cannon in one hand, and grab the RPG29 rocket launcher in the other!

The gorgeous fireworks are ready, waiting for the distinguished guests to come to your door.

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South of the White House, north of the National Mall.

Those who got up early to exercise walked back and forth in the square as usual, not paying attention to the cordon that was raised not far away.

One after another, people passed through the square and came from the south. These people gathered more and more, and soon there were nearly a hundred people.

The leader was Mike Sauter from Pennsylvania. After a brief discussion with the heads of several other environmental protection and animal protection organizations, he immediately asked people to fight the protest signs and posters he was carrying!

In order to make up the minimum 100 people required by the supporters, Mike Sauter went to an intermediary company and hired some temporary workers.

In the United States, as long as there is a market, business can be done.

The protests in Washington are no exception. If social organizations want to protest, they can contact professional companies in Washington in advance. They can provide one-stop services from applications to slogans to personnel.

Mike's road of protest did not go alone. After a short time, a gay organization and a black organization rushed over.

The black people among them are very experienced: "For such a grand event, if you don't come early, you won't be able to get a good seat if you are late!"

Not far away, on the south lawn of the white house, special service personnel in black suits, with black sunglasses on their faces facing this side.

As for the eyes under the sunglasses, no one knows if they have long been used to numbness.

The voice of John, the security director, rang in the ears of the secret service leader here: "How is the situation in the south?"

The secret service director said naturally: "Everything is normal."

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"White House! White House! I am the Eagle!"

At the Andrew training base, a convoy of armored vehicles is about to leave. The sergeant Johnny who led the team contacted the White House Security Office: "The eagle is about to leave the Eagle's Nest!"

In the office, John wore a headset and stood in front of the contact platform, looking at the green road marked on the electronic map: "The sky is vast, and eagles can soar!"

Johnny got on the co-pilot and gave the command: "Let's go!"

Nine armored Hummers, protecting a wheeled armored vehicle, drove out of the Andrew training base.

On the roof of the armored Humvee, all armored panels are installed, and M2 heavy machine guns or M60 machine guns are mounted.

The latest wheeled armored vehicles are also equipped with MK44 machine guns!

This convoy is armed to the teeth!

Although there was a sensitive person from a sensitive area in the armored vehicle, everyone from the commander to the soldiers was relaxed and regarded it as routine.

After all, this is Washington, the heartland of America.

Johnny kept in touch with the White House at all times, picked up the car intercom, and asked, "Sam, is everything normal?"

In the troop compartment of the wheeled armored vehicle, a strong white man said, "Except for our VIP being a little excited, everything else is normal."

There were four people sitting in the carriage, three of them were wearing camouflage uniforms, they were Chief Falconer, Guard Officer Quick Foot and Sam.

There is also a man in a suit and leather shoes, with neatly combed hair, Alexander, a Jewish man from Ukraine.

From departure to now, Alexander is very excited.

After today's meeting, he will have the support of the United States and France, and even the entire NATO, to return to his hometown of Ukraine and make a career.

Even aspire to the highest throne in Ukraine!

"Squeak! Squeak—"

The real honored guest in the carriage, the bald eagle symbolizing America, suddenly cried out.

The chief quickly appeases!

Sam asked, "What's wrong with it?"

The chief fed a piece of meat to the bald eagle and said, "I'm a little uneasy."

Kuaijiao laughed: "It wants to find a husband!"

The bald eagle called twice more.

The chief said: "After this incident is over, I will apply to the higher authorities and take it to find a spouse to prepare for the next generation."

Sam asked, "Can you still find wild enchanted bald eagles?"

"It's hard, you have to try." The chief said softly.

Ordinary bald eagles in captivity can live for more than 50 years. This bald eagle has lived for more than a hundred years. It seems that it can live for a long time, but some preparations are required.

The convoy entered the city, and the bald eagle called again anxiously.

The chief opened the leather pouch at his waist, took out two totem stones and held them in his hands.

Sam touched the M249 machine gun lying on the side and said, "Relax."

Quickfoot molested Alexander: "I hope that the person who assassinates you will show up to add some fun to the ordinary life." He said to his two companions: "People from the Special Affairs Bureau went to Afghanistan to conduct special training for soldiers and kill Afghans." Terrorists. They are also from the Secret Service, it feels like we are adopted, and we can only stay bored in Washington."

The car intercom rang suddenly, and Johnny's voice came over: "Pennsylvania Avenue is ahead, and we will arrive at our destination soon."

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On the northeast section of Pennsylvania Avenue, the sprinkler ran out of water and, as usual, stopped on the side of the road, preparing to add water through the fire hydrant.

It was still early and there were very few cars on the road.

In the direction leading to the White House, there are many police cars parked at a large intersection, including SWAT special service vehicles.

Above, there are routinely heavily armed squads on standby.

Although it was a little far away, the car rushed over quickly.

Olof got out of the car, took out a cell phone, and dialed a cell phone number.

The other side was quickly connected, and Evelyn's voice came over: "Hello, this is..."

Orlof put it bluntly: "2004! Washington! The Boulevard!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

On the other side, Evelyn froze suddenly, and the memories from a few days ago suddenly flooded out!

Someone is going to attack the White House!Someone is going to assassinate the President of France!Someone wants to provoke a war between the United States and France!

Just today!

Those people were on the National Mall, mixed in with the protesters, and they were carrying explosives!

They're going to blow up the White House!

"I am a CIA agent." Deep down in Evelyn's heart, she was full of yearning for a free country, so she made an inevitable choice: "I must stop them!"

Pick up the phone and dial the number of the immediate supervisor.

Langley, the CIA, in that famous building.

Assistant Deputy Director Trinkang answered the phone: "You shouldn't be contacting me at this time!"

Evelyn hurriedly said: "There is an emergency! I just got the information that someone is going to attack the White House and assassinate the French president. They are carrying explosives, and they are among the protesters in the square on the south side of the White House!"

Trincon unconsciously raised his voice: "Are you sure?"

"Sure!" Evelyn said decisively, "My husband is in the square!"

She described it quickly.

Trinkang hung up the phone, walked back and forth anxiously, immediately contacted relevant personnel, and called the Chief of Staff specifically.

This kind of thing, even if there is only a one in a thousand chance, can't let it happen!