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As soon as the voice fell, Lu Qi put on the pilot's headset, followed the prompts on the control panel, and opened the communication channel.

"Help! Help! This is Fluger Air flight CE3489, please answer."

"The tower received it, please tell me."

"I'm Lieutenant Marrs of Special Service 141, there's a little emergency here..."

Following Lu Qi's self-report and detailed explanation, the control tower at Groningen International Airport learned the ins and outs of the matter.

While sending someone to notify the 141 European branch, the tower's logistics staff continued to communicate with the "temporary captain" Lu Qi.

Under the guidance of the tower staff, Lu Qi first took out a quick checklist and checked various instruments to confirm that the engine was not damaged and the power system was intact.

After confirming that the passenger plane was still flying according to the scheduled course, the tower staff couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and then said the good news that cheered Lu Qi up:

"Very well, the autopilot should continue to maintain navigation. However, for safety reasons, we will direct you to the nearest Berlin Tegel Airport for an emergency landing."

"receive."

After being reminded by the tower staff, Lu Qi knew that they had already arrived at the airspace above the border of Germany.

It is only a few tens of miles away from the German capital, Berlin.

After waiting for a while, a female voice came from Lu Qi's earphones:

"This is the control tower of Tegel Airport. CE3489, you can use the left-hand landing route and land on runway 6."

"receive."

With the assistance of the autopilot, coupled with his own experience in flying aircraft, Lu Qi held the joystick tightly, controlled the passenger plane, and finally landed on the runway of Tegel Airport in Berlin smoothly!

With the slight tremor of the passenger plane, it finally returned to calm...

Through the driver's window, looking at the ground service vehicles and police cars that had been waiting for a long time on the airport runway, Lu Qi took off his earphones and let out a long sigh of relief.

Ella, who was sitting in the co-pilot and witnessed the entire emergency landing process, still couldn't believe it until this moment.

Lu Qi actually piloted the passenger plane that lost its pilot and landed smoothly!

"you did it!"

Hearing this, Lu Qi turned to look at Ella, the co-pilot, and smiled at her:

"No, we did it!"

. . .

Berlin, Tegel Airport.

After explaining the situation with the 141 European Branch personnel who rushed over, the four of Lu and Qi were able to escape from the Berlin investigation.

Just about to rest for a while, trying to recover from the thrill just now, Lu Qi suddenly received a call from the 141 Command.

I thought it was the headquarters calling to confirm the progress of the mission, but I didn't expect that the person on the other end of the phone was the boss of 141!

"This is Sheffield, A6, are you still in Germany?"

Hearing Sheffield's deep voice, Lu Qi was not used to it, and immediately responded:

"Yes, sir. We are at Berlin Tegel Airport, heading back to base."

"No, you don't need to come back now. There is a new mission next. I need you to lead the team immediately and go to Hamburg. We are in trouble!"

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, Hamburg, about [-] kilometers away from Berlin.

A small convoy consisting of an all-black bulletproof van and three SUVs was speeding at high speed on the federal highway with no speed limit.

It is worth noting that a bulletproof van is protected by front and rear SUVs, and it seems that the passengers in the car are very important people.

The speed of the convoy was not slow, but when they approached the urban area, they also slowed down involuntarily.

And just when the convoy had just passed the outskirts of the town and wanted to continue to accelerate, an accident happened!

I saw two SUVs with their fronts stuck together, lying in the middle of the road in a V shape, just blocking their way.

And two men who seemed to be the owners of the car were on the road, blaming each other, as if they were complaining about the irregular driving of the other party.

From the looks of it, it was clearly a minor accident.

Seeing this situation, the leading SUV in the front couldn't help slowing down slowly, and finally stopped.

A bald man in a suit sitting in the co-pilot looked down at his watch, then frowned.

I saw him turn around, and told the two men in suits sitting in the back seat:

"Dell, Benelli, you two go out and have a look, and get them done quickly."

"Yes, sir."

The two who received the order quickly buttoned up their suits, blocked the pistols at their waists, and then got out of the car and walked towards the two who were arguing.

"Gentlemen, do you need help?"

Hearing this, the brown-haired man in a black coat standing on the left turned his head and grinned at the two people who were asking.

It is worth mentioning that this man with his hair combed up like a Wall Street elite has a pair of eyes with different pupil colors.

One side is green, the other side is blue.

I saw the man spread his hands, and responded in a deep voice in somewhat awkward German:

"Yes, I need your..."

"life!"

As soon as the words fell, the man standing on the right side, who was originally an aggrieved man, suddenly moved!

He stretched his hand to his waist, pulled out a pistol suddenly, and fired several shots at the two people who were close at hand!

Bang bang bang!

Before they had time to respond, the two men in suits who kindly inquired died on the spot!

Seeing this scene, the bald man sitting in the co-pilot of the USV suddenly shrank his pupils.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind: enemy attack!

Just as he hurriedly reached out to the walkie-talkie to inform the convoy of the news, a rocket with tail flames struck at high speed from the bushes on the side of the road!

With a "boom", the SUV was instantly blown up into a blazing fireball.

And looking at the scene in front of him, the man with different pupils showed a cruel smile again...

Chapter 153 Soldiers, Deceitful Ways

2 minutes later.

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 riddled with bullet holes. Four members of the Teutonic Special Forces in the vehicle 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 ears:

"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-headed man who finally came to his senses 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-headed man turned his head to look at the man with different pupils, and asked:

"What's next?"

"Next, we'll take you home!"

. . .

After an hour...

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 bodies covered with white cloths 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 should 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: