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Blake went out and walked towards the parking lot, and an old man came to meet him. The old man seemed to have a bad trachea and was coughing repeatedly.

The violent coughing caused Blake to look over there, meeting the old man's eyes.

The next moment, Blake stopped and was stunned for a while.

Olof planted the subconscious seed and left coughing.

Blake quickly returned to normal, touched the back of his head inexplicably, continued to walk forward, entered the parking lot, and drove back to the base.

After get off work in the evening, returning to his residence in Washington, he met the retired old man Olof.

On the way to work the next day, on the way to the base, I passed by the taxi driver Olof.

On the day of departure for Europe, when I got off the car at the airport, my eyes collided with the cleaner Olof for a moment.

A seed of consciousness was deeply implanted in the depths of Blake's mind.

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Berlin, Hilton Hotel.

With the order of the current director of the CIA, Trincon, many technical and civilian personnel immediately began to work accordingly, turning the presidential suite into a temporary headquarters of the CIA.

For this operation, Trincon came to Europe in person.

In the past year, the CIA has become the number one laughing stock in the United States, especially in Washington. Whenever the CIA is mentioned by various departments, it is all ridicule and ridicule.

It seems that Ronan the Destroyer was created by the CIA.

Trincon dared to say that even if the people of the CIA hadn't done those stupid things, Ronan the Destroyer would still be attacking America specifically like today.

This is the intuition of an old agent who has been in the industry for decades.

Of course, none of this matters now.

Trincon entered Langley as an adult and spent most of his life with the CIA. Although he became more and more like a politician, he had feelings for the CIA.

He was about to retire, so he had to restore part of the CIA's reputation before retiring.

People can call the CIA despicable, sinister, vicious, and unscrupulous, but they must not become "stupid pigs"!

No matter how stupid the CIA is, it is not like the Secret Affairs Bureau, even the director is dead!

There was a knock on the door, and a burly man entered the suite.

When he came to Trincon, he said, "Minister."

Trincon stood up and shook hands with him: "Pirres, is everyone here?"

Pires is the senior director of the Special Operations Division, that is, the direct leader of the special elite under the CIA: "Six of the most elite operational teams have arrived in Berlin and are ready to attack at any time."

Trincon said: "The Syndicate is our old opponent. Since the establishment of Solomon Ryan, it has mainly targeted the CIA. It is time to uproot them."

"Find them first," Pires said.

Trincon said: "I buried a nail in it a long time ago, and news will come soon." He turned to his assistant and asked, "Where are the Secret Service and the British?"

The assistant immediately checked: "The plane of the Secret Service has landed at the Ramstein Air Force Base and will be here soon. The director of MI[-], Judi Dench, is on his way to Berlin."

Trinkang looked around and said to his subordinates: "Steady your mind, we will be winners this time!"

Those who participated in this operation were all carefully selected, not only for their outstanding ability, but also for their absolute loyalty to the United States.

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Poland, Warsaw.

Just after returning to Europe from North America, Helen rushed here to support an action team from the Syndicate to retreat.

Drive to the eastern suburbs of Warsaw and enter the Barbican Shooting Club.

The waitress came up and said, "Welcome."

Helen showed her membership card, came to the front desk, and pushed the membership card to the male staff at the front desk.

The man looked at his membership card and put on a smile: "Guest, your exclusive lounge is here."

Helen put away her membership card, twisted her bucket waist, walked through the corridor, and entered the lounge.

Push open the locker, go up the second floor along the secret passage stairs, and come to an office.

James, Wilkinson and Best are already waiting here.

Helen didn't have any nonsense: "The British have gone crazy and are chasing us all over Europe. People from MI6 have tracked us to Warsaw. You may have been exposed. Start the evacuation procedure immediately."

She said directly: "Withdraw into Lithuania in batches and go to Vilnius. Someone will pick you up."

"Yes!" Best picked up the intranet phone, pressed the red button, and said, "Start plan zero immediately."

Helen didn't say much, and went back the same way, changed into clothes, and went to the shooting range.

At the same time, seven people left separately.

There are not many people who really belong to the syndicate in the shooting club. Most of them are ordinary employees. Even if people withdraw, they can still maintain normal long-distance rotation.

Poland shares a southwest border with Lithuania, making it easy to travel from Warsaw to Vilnius.

At noon that day, they met at the safe house.

This is a travel company that accepts landing tours, bringing together many tourists from Europe to visit the winter scenery in the Nesman Mountains.

It is still late autumn in Western Europe, and it has already snowed heavily in northwest Lithuania.

The tour group successfully entered the Nesman Mountains.

Sitting on the tour bus, James quickly scanned the people on the bus while holding his backpack, and found many familiar faces.

James was one of the earliest members of the Syndicate and belonged to Solomon Lane's old subordinates. He joined the Syndicate with several others shortly after Solomon Lane defected from MI[-].

His development in the Syndicate was not smooth, and his enthusiasm was not high. He served as a training instructor for a period of time, and later he came to Warsaw, and he was always a marginal figure.

No way, James was an undercover agent sent by MI6 to Ryan. After seeing the brutal fight between the Syndicate and the CIA and MI[-], he didn't want to die inexplicably, so he simply hid in a relatively safe area.

The past year or so has been very comfortable.

Unfortunately, London has not forgotten him.

James took a stick of chewing gum and sat back in his seat. The ability of the rigorous training was still there. After a little reflection, he recognized those familiar faces. They were the people he had trained, from all over Europe.

The Syndicate followed Ronan the Destroyer and blew up London. The entire Westminster was almost reduced to ruins and ashes.

The bus went up the mountain road and drove into a ski training base.

A person sitting in front of the car stood up: "Everyone, take advantage of the rare free time to do more skiing and snow combat training, and it will be used soon."

James got off the car, went to the temporary residence, and saw a large number of people training.

On the snow slope, people in snow suits are practicing snow and ski shooting.

There are hundreds of people!

With so many people concentrated, the importance of this base to Syndicate is self-evident!

James reached out and clicked his teeth, took out the chewing gum in his mouth, and threw it into the trash can.

The signal transmitter hidden in the tooth was activated immediately.

He didn't dare to use it for too long, so he picked his teeth and turned off the signal transmitter while he had a new piece of chewing gum.

…………

Not far from the training ground, in a heavily guarded weapon depot.

Four humanoid tortoises came out from the gate of the soul, leading the demonized hyena.

Vincent and Raul couldn't help but took two steps back.

Jess said solemnly: "Don't worry, they have been tamed and won't bite people randomly."

Guti and Morientes are leading the bull squad that entered the soul temple, and are transporting weapons and ammunition through the soul gate.

The largest weapon supplier of the Syndicate is Yuri, but Yuri is busy delivering weapons and equipment to Balest and Hamas, so he can't get through for the time being.

Ronan collected a large amount of weapons and equipment at Mildenhall base last time, especially heavy weapons.

Many of the trained people outside are actually the animal trainers under Jess.

At this moment, Helen came in from the outside and said, "I just got the news that Judi Dench from MI6, Blake from the Secret Service, and Trincon from the CIA have all arrived in Berlin."

Ronan received a message, glanced at it, and said, "The information has been delivered."

The person who sent the message was Blake!

This person's thinking consciousness has been affected by Olof's seeds, and in some things, cognitive errors have occurred.

Ilsa opened the map of the Nesman Mountains and said: "The information has been passed to the enemy. With their efficiency, they may launch an attack tomorrow morning, and start to deploy according to the plan."

Those who really participated in the syndicate's operations have all been tested by Ronan and Jess.

As for Jess's men, they were completely under the control of their queen.

Of course, these second-tier animal trainers are capable, but they lack combat experience and can only serve as assistants.

For example, use the director of the anorectal department to carry out a sneak attack and hunt down the fleeing people.

Raul opened the prepared box, which contained the combat uniforms of the Russian army.

This base must be abandoned, and it is absolutely unequivocal to say that Russia is being blamed.

All the members of the Syndicate who had evacuated here were present. Ronan and Jess put on snow training clothes, disguised themselves as members of the Syndicate, and mixed in with the newcomers.

Ten minutes later, the spy among the newcomers was identified.

Back in the weapon warehouse, Jess dug out the information on that person and said, "There's only this one."

Vincent took it over and took a closer look: "James? He is one of the earliest members of the Syndicate, an old subordinate of Solomon."

Ilsa asked: "Ex-MI6 members?"

"Yes." Vincent slightly recalled: "When I joined Syndicate, he was my instructor."

That being said, I don't think it's strange or unexpected.

For spies and secret service organizations, some secrets may not be activated for several years or even ten years.

For example, female agents of Mossad.

Distributed all over the world, they usually have legitimate occupations. Except for Jewish blood, they seem to have no connection with Israel. Once they are awakened to carry out actions, they are rarely suspected.

Ronan announced the list of Mossad secret agents and spies, causing Israel to suffer huge losses.

Ilsa said: "Temporarily watch secretly, don't disturb them, confirm the whereabouts of Britain and the United States, and then control them."

Jess reminded: "Go to the British Isles and show yourself? So that the Anzas can rest assured."

After preparing so much, I can't scare people from coming: "There is a gate of soul, and it is very convenient to go there."

Ilsa had thought about it a long time ago: "Not just showing up, it's better to have another action that has a certain impact."

The others all looked at Ronan, thinking that Westminster was in ruins, even Buckingham Palace had collapsed, so what would they do next?

To blow up Windsor Castle?Or let the Windsor family make the plane?

The people in that family are more of a symbol, those people in Downing Street, they wish someone could kill them.

Ronan said: "I have a goal. In fact, I wanted to do it when I was in New York. I haven't found a suitable opportunity."

"What do you think of the British Museum?" he asked.

"There are a lot of artworks there..." Jess always put herself in Ronan's shoes: "The Temple of the Soul and the castle are bare and lack enough art decorations. The British Museum lacks these."

Ronan said: "Anza is robbing the world, let's rob Anza!"

Jess glanced at Ilsa: "Shall I go with you?"

Ilsa took out the dragon scale shield and knight sword, intending to make Jess disguise into her style.

Jess said, "I have."

Ilsa laughed dumbfounded, these were the weapons made by Jess.

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