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Sitting in the rear of Vilnius, if there is an accident, you can retreat to the safe house calmly.

At the end of the meeting, the high-level personnel of the action team set off and took a helicopter to join the team members who were about to arrive in Nesman.

Judy, Trincon, and Blake entered the temporary command room to receive information from various sources, study and judge the latest situation, and contact the outside world from time to time.

Blake sent a message: "Five in the morning."

Judy walked up and down anxiously, looking extremely stressed.

Trincon sat on a chair, thinking about the problem, and if he could catch the high-level personnel of the syndicate and find out Ronan's fixed foothold, the CIA would be able to avenge its shame!

As for killing Ronan directly, Trinkon didn't even think about it.

This is far beyond the capabilities of the CIA, and it is simply impossible.

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Two streets away, the Lithuanian Ministry of Internal Affairs building.

The minister's office was brightly lit, and Belsky frowned.

Britain and the United States suddenly secretly dispatched hundreds of agents into Lithuania. What exactly do they want to do?

Although I greeted the president and the Ministry of the Interior in advance, it was very uncomfortable after all.

It was not a negotiation or coordination, but a simple and rude notification, and it was required to keep it confidential. Before Lithuania could reply clearly, it entered the country from Poland.

In their eyes, is Lithuania a sovereign state?What about the minimum respect between countries?

Said to arrest a group of terrorists in order to protect the human rights of Lithuania, but refused the cooperation of Lithuania...

This made Belski feel that he was not in Vilnius, the Lithuanian capital, but in London and Washington.

But who to reason with?

Even the president has to hold back.

Belsky was quite depressed, and when he was depressed, he would think wildly, and soon realized it.

Everything is Russia's fault!

If Russia, in accordance with the requirements of the West, self-castrates and dismantles itself like Ukraine, and let all the autonomous states and member countries be separated, it will no longer be a behemoth, should Lithuania still have to worry?Still relying on Yingmei's face?To do all the crap that even dogs don't want to do?

"It's all the fault of that political oligarch!" Belsky found the specific candidate for the blame.

Obviously Russia got on the Western car, but jumped out of the car halfway...

There was a knock on the door, and Minister Assistant Ireland came in and said, "Minister, the Nesman police station has found a large number of anti-terrorism troops and is calling for inquiries."

"Tell them it's just a counter-terrorism exercise and they don't mind," Belsky said.

Although Ireland was curious, he didn't hear that the anti-terrorism force was going to act, so he hurried to make a phone call.

Belsky always felt that things were unusual, but he couldn't ask the British and Americans what happened. After thinking for a while, he called Chienne, the director of the special affairs department.

Because of the confidentiality involved, Belsky could only say vaguely: "Transfer the Giant Bear Warrior from the training base, and sit in the building of the Ministry of Internal Affairs for the last two days."

Relying on the fact that he was Belsky's confidant, Chienne asked one more question: "Minister, is something going to happen?"

Belsky waved his hand: "It's okay, just in case."

Chienne said: "I'll go and get the guy over right away."

Belsky was somewhat relieved.

Lithuania is a small country with very weak strength and even weaker extraordinary power. The few giant bear warriors are still the products of experiments in the former Soviet era, and they were forced to stay at a high price when the family was separated.

Up to now, Belsky can only hope that the British and American operations will go smoothly, no matter who is cleared, they will finish their work and leave as soon as possible.

"Lithuania is a sovereign state!" he said to himself, "at least on paper!"

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Nesman mountain, ski resort training base.

In the middle of the night, snowflakes are falling in the night sky, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger.

Camouflage cloth covers mortar emplacements halfway up a nearby mountain.

Guti was hiding in the snow-covered bunker, and the people who led the bull team added fuzes to the 120 shells.

Ilsa's voice came from the radio on the ear, and he replied: "Received at the third position!"

Then, he said to the team: "Five in the morning."

The others nodded tacitly and continued with their work.

The same mortar position was set up in three places, each with three 120mm mortars.

On the commanding heights that have been found, all the snipers and observers of the Syndicate are in place, and each place is equipped with two animal trainers who are good at cold weapons, as well as battle pets wearing muzzles.

In order to deal with air power, several mountain passes that are most suitable for helicopter raids are all ambushed by agents carrying Stinger missiles.

On a steep cliff, Ronan took out his mobile phone and said, "They have bypassed Nesman City."

Ilsa said to the radio: "Eliminate the traitor."

By now, traitors are useless.

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In the temporary barracks, James didn't know why, but he slept very soundly tonight.

Obviously there is a big move, it's time to sleep well.

The snoring sounded like thunder, and the dream continued. In the dream, he became an omnipotent super agent, dealing with extremely terrifying enemies, and there were all kinds of beauties throwing himself into his arms to help him complete seemingly impossible tasks.

The next dream is to return to London, where the queen personally awards the honors, with prizes in the millions.

He became MI[-]'s number one agent.

Suddenly, the other three people living in the same barracks all got off the bed barefoot, touched them quietly, nodded slightly at each other, and rushed forward!

The body was stuffed into the body bag prepared in advance, and the three of them put on their combat uniforms and left the barracks. Two of them carried the body, and one of them cleaned up the traces after breaking it, and withdrew from the ski training ground.

Although such a large amount of snow will be covered by new snow if it is not cleared, the people of the Syndicate do not take any chances and do not allow the snow to stop suddenly.

At the same time, three agents also withdrew from each of the other two barracks.

Cleaning up the traitor is easy, because the drug has been quietly drugged before.

All the nails placed by MI[-] and CIA in Syndicate have been pulled out!

The Syndicate's personnel withdrew early in the morning and hid in the thick concrete bunker.

Solomon Ryan bought this place because he discovered a number of hidden fortifications during World War II here.

The thickness of the bunker concrete is enough to resist heavy aerial bombs.

Infrared thermal imaging detection is difficult to penetrate such a thick wall, not to mention that there is thick snow on the outer layer.

In the dormitory rooms of the ski training base, there are mostly dummies lying on top of the beds. The dummies are wrapped with special electric blankets. The temperature of the electric blankets is specially adjusted to be closer to the human body.

The sentinels hiding in the dark were Ronan's five humanoid stone puppets and four humanoid turtles in military uniforms.

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In the second half of the night, the snow was much lighter, and it gradually stopped when it was close to five o'clock.

In the high-altitude clouds, ravens spread their wings and soar.

Ronan activated his mind's eye, and his field of vision covered the entire Nesman mountain range. Against the backdrop of the snow, he found three groups of people and said:

"They're going into the mountains."

Ilsa asked, "Judy, Trincon and Blake?"

"Didn't come." Ronan roughly said: "These three are in Vilnius, wait for the enemy here to be dealt with, let's go there, they can't escape."

On his return from London he made a special trip to Vilnius, and could arrive any minute.

Ilsa pressed the intercom: "No fire without my order!"

Jess came from behind at this time: "The hyena is ready to go out at any time."

Ilsa asked, "Did the heavy snow affect it?"

Jess kept her words succinct: "They're not ordinary animals."

There will definitely be an impact, but the demonized hyena, which is comparable in size to a calf, is very adaptable.

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Two kilometers southeast of the ski training base, Pires, the CIA's director of special operations, led a team across the mountain path.

These special elites are mainly first-tier private soldiers and second-tier non-commissioned officers, all of whom are well-trained and quick in action.

Walking on the snow that does not reach the ankle is not much different from walking on a flat road.

Pires raised his hand and clenched his fist, and everyone stopped immediately.

White lines are faintly visible on the sky, and with the reflection of the snow, the ski training center located in the valley basin can already be seen.

"Henry, Vieira, Wiltord, fly the drone!" Pires ordered in an orderly manner: "Campbell, take your sniper team to seize the high point!"

Campbell left with a dozen snipers and spotters.

At this time, the three drones flew into the sky, and the sound of the electric drive was completely covered by the howling night wind.

Everyone waits patiently.

The drone flew over the building of the training center, and the infrared camera it carried was activated.

Most of the houses are made of wood and cannot block military thermal imaging cameras.

Vieira, a strong black man, slightly adjusted the tablet and placed it in front of Pires: "He is sleeping!"

Pires took a look. The infrared thermal imaging camera was displayed on the tablet computer, and many targets were captured according to the body temperature, and they were lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

"It's an hour and a half before they wake up," Wenger said.

Pires had the bottom line in his heart, gestured tactical gestures, and gave orders: "Wiltord, lead the team to the left and go down the mountain at ten o'clock! Ljungberg, lead the team to the right and go down the mountain at two o'clock! The rest Come with me! GO! GO! GO!"

All the CIA's troops were dispatched.

On the mountain road in the north, the Bluebird and Iceman of the Special Affairs Bureau moved slowly, and those who were dawdling just refused to go in.

Although the troops were divided into three groups without interfering with each other, making it impossible to hide behind others in the name of cover, Bluebird fully carried out Blake's order and resolutely refused to be the leader.

It is not too late to make a decision after looking at the situation of the British and the CIA.

"Blue Bird! Blue Bird! This is Gary!" The call from the British side sounded at this moment: "Please arrive at the predetermined location immediately!"

Hearing this, the blue bird replied: "Our side will arrive soon!"

Well spoken, but still slow.

Due west, the remnants of MI[-] and the Air Force Special Service Regiment disguised themselves as the Thuanian Anti-Terrorist Special Forces. Under the leadership of Gary, they gradually touched the periphery of the training base.

Two drones make the situation clear on this side.

The snipers were deployed in place, and rocket launchers were even temporarily set up on the outer high places.

Gary rushed to the rear and made tactical gestures, and several groups of elites quietly dispatched and took a ladder to the wall.

The drone has detected the position of the dark post, and Philip slid down from the wall with the hook and lock, stepping into the post that was almost the same color as the snow.

As an elite of the Air Force Special Service Regiment, this kind of sentry detection is just a piece of cake, and I don't know how many times I have trained it.

The terrorist attack in Westminster killed most of the Air Force Special Service, including many of his friends and comrades.

Philip came here this time, wanting revenge!

He held the matte dagger tightly in one hand, and stretched out the other quietly. In front of him was a sentinel in a snow suit.

What to do is very simple, strangle the neck and stab the dagger into the vitals!

Philip's speed suddenly increased!

The sentinel turned around silently, the knife flashed past, and his big head landed on the snow!

Although Philip died, his face was full of horror and shock!