"DC. DC. Get up." "Rainbow" climbed out of the car. Then he moved to the side and dragged DC who fell to the ground and shouted.

DC was in the cargo box of a pickup truck. The car overturned and he was thrown out.

"Fuck." DC slowly regained consciousness, shook his head, and cursed.

"Get up." "Rainbow" pulls DC up.

"Where are the others?" DC asked.

"We are the only ones left." "Rainbow" said as he handed a submachine gun to DC.

"What should we do?" DC asked.

"Go this way. We have to get out of here. We also have to find that damn cargo." "Rainbow" said after observing the direction.

The two men walked outside the subway car, which was still on fire, and climbed into the car.

Everyone in the carriage was dead. There were ruins everywhere and there were fires burning.

"This way. Follow up." "Rainbow" said.

The two people walked forward along the train carriage, and then got off the carriage at the end. In the carriage, the two people found nothing more except a seriously injured terrorist. After sending him to hell with bullets, they found nothing more.

After getting off the train, the special forces found a large green box outside the train.

"Is this it?" DC asked.

"This should be it. Come and open him." "Rainbow" said as he put the gun behind his back.

"Come." DC immediately went up to help.

Two people turned the heavy box over and brought the lid to the front.

Then the two people opened the safety buckle on the box and lifted the lid.

Several inner surfaces of the box have cushioning layers made of foam to ensure that the contents inside remain intact when impacted.

But what surprised the two special forces was that inside the box was a man-portable anti-aircraft missile.

"What is this used for?" DC asked.

"Maybe it was a civilian airliner. It's still very dangerous. Fortunately, we found it." "Rainbow" said.

"Passenger planes cannot avoid such missiles," DC said.

"Can we contact the outside?" "Rainbow" said to DC.

"There is no radio signal here." DC said after checking the individual radio station.

"Forget it. Take this thing away."

"Let's go." DC closed the box.

The two men walked forward with a suitcase in one hand and a pistol in the other.

There is a dead end ahead. There is no road.

"There is a door here." "Rainbow" said.

The two people managed to open the door and walked in.

"Attention all units. We have lost contact with Rainbow Six. The whereabouts of the 'cargo' are currently unknown."

The Central Control Center issued the latest situation briefing.

On the ground, other units of the SAS Royal Air Service have been mobilized. A large number of police and special police have also been dispatched. All combat forces have evacuated all London subway stations and closed all subway lines.

The fire brigade and ambulances are all on standby.

"Flame. Flame. Area 2 needs to be searched. Send someone there immediately."

"Flame received."

A special forces unit stormed the subway station.

The subway had a power outage. After entering the subway station, the special forces went directly down to the track. They searched along the track towards Area 2.

"Attention all units. Send more manpower. We need more people to search." the control center ordered.

"More brothers have already gone down."

Special forces launched a carpet search in the subway tunnels, hoping to find Rainbow Six.

"Attention all units. Move closer to the site of the train derailment."

"Approaching."

In the tunnel, the special forces were moving quickly.

"They will definitely find us. They will search for the place where our accident happened." "Rainbow" said and kicked open a wooden door on the opposite side.

Another subway track appeared in front of the two people.

"That's right. We can walk to the next subway station." "Rainbow" said. "Very good. Let's go this way."

Not long after the two people walked in the subway tunnel, a subway station platform appeared.

At this time, DC suddenly tripped over the rails on the ground. DC stumbled and the box fell on the rails on the ground, making a "clang" sound.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a gun being pulled on the platform of the subway station more than ten meters away.

"Who is it?" There were also many tactical flashlights shining on the platform at the same time.

"Special Forces. All comers are given names."

"One of our own. One of our own." "Rainbow" raised the hand holding the gun and hung the pistol on his little finger.

"Up. Up. Up." Someone shouted on the platform.

A team of special forces jumped off the platform and walked towards the two people in a battle formation.

"Rainbow Six. Don't shoot. Our own people." "Rainbow" shouted.

The special forces quickly approached the two men.

"Get on the ground. Get on the ground."

The special forces pointed their guns at the two men and shouted.

"He is not the same group as us. Listen to them and get down." "Rainbow" said to DC in a very depressed tone.

The two people put down their weapons and boxes and took two steps back. Then they knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands.

The special forces came up and took away the weapons before they came over to carefully confirm the identities of the two men.

"It's Rainbow Six. We found them." shouted the team commander.

"Roger. Found Rainbow Six."

"Command center. This is control point F. We found Rainbow Six. There are only two people left."

"The command center has received the F control point. Protect their safety. Send them to the command center. The chief of staff will listen to their report."

"receive."

"Rainbow" and DC were protected by special forces and sent to the platform. Then they left the subway station.

After leaving the subway station, "Rainbow" and DC were loaded into a car together with the box, and then sent to the command center.

"We found the 'cargo'. Your Excellency, Chief of Staff." "Rainbow" reported to the Chief of Staff.

"What is it."

"Anti-aircraft missiles." "Rainbow" said as he opened the box.

…

When I woke up in the morning, the sky in London had cleared up. This was one of the rare sunny days in London all year long.

On a peaceful street, a little girl is running with a windmill.

"Hey Hermione, you have to slow down." A young British father followed behind with a home video camera.

The mother of the child stood on the steps of her house looking at the little girl. There was a happy smile on her face.

There are still some passers-by on the street. There are young white-collar workers in a hurry, and there are also old people taking a leisurely stroll.

The purpose of these elderly people going out at this time is similar to that of the elderly in China. In addition to taking a leisurely walk, they also go out to buy groceries and exercise.

Just then, a blue van drove up the street. It was unremarkable.

"Hey, let me see who this is." A middle-aged man with a stubble on his face appeared around the corner and suddenly picked up the little girl.

"Uncle Oliver." Little Hermione called sweetly.

"Yeah. Hermione is so good. Let uncle kiss her."

Oliver kissed Hermione lovingly on the cheek.

"Uncle Oliver, your beard hurts me." Hermione shouted.

"Professor Oliver." The young father was about to go up and say hello to the middle-aged man.

But at this moment, the blue van on the side suddenly exploded.
To be continued...