The French president and leaders of various countries in the Elysee Palace are not in danger of their lives for the time being. The support of the French army has arrived. Cooperating with the original security personnel, the military has controlled the situation and believes that this group of crazy terrorists will be wiped out in a short time.
But there is still no news for the US president. The Americans' own team has arrived at the site of the plane crash, and there is no news after that. The White House does not seem to trust her ally. She has sent someone to clear out the terrorists there. She is crazy and hopes that James Sawyer will die in Paris.
"Madam, you'd better look at this," an official from the French Foreign Security Administration walked in with a document, looking a little flustered.
"This is the intelligence obtained by chance by the Intelligence Department, and we are in big trouble."
Kelly Gred, with short golden hair, reached out and took it, "Is there anything more troublesome than it is now?" The president and the prime minister were trapped in the Elysee Palace. Now as the Minister of Defense, she has become the nominal commander-in-chief.
She looked down and looked at the entire document seriously, and couldn't help but open her eyes wide, "How is this possible?" Someone was using the subway system to transport some kind of weapon of mass destruction.
The deputy director of the Intelligence Department smiled bitterly, "I hope this is not true, too."
Kelly Gred calmed herself down, and this was troublesome. She looked at the director of the Territory Supervision Bureau, who was looking at him but instantly retracted her gaze. If she remembered correctly, the mass transportation company responsible for the subway operation was the property of his wife's family.
She immediately realized the terrorist attack. The terrorist attack may not be as simple as it seems. "Have the personal communications here been cut off?" There may be an insider around her.
"It has been cut off, and now the base can only use special lines for calls and information transmission." The deputy director answered affirmatively.
"That's good." Kelly Grade stood up and said loudly, "Gentlemen, we're in trouble again."
Everyone who was busy was looking at her, and the Chief of Staff of the Three Army came over, "Madam, what happened?"
"Leker, we need to mobilize CBRN." Kelly Grade's words calmed everyone down.
The so-called CBRN is the chemical (Biological) radioactive material (Radiological) nuclear. Each country has its own relevant troops, such as the Chemical Biological Incident Response Force (CBIRF) affiliated to the US Marine Corps, the Russian NBC protection force, and the nuclear, biochemical emergency rescue team of a certain country, all belong to this type of troops.
Generally speaking, the tasks they need to do are definitely big trouble, "Kelly, you know this will cause panic." Laikel looked at the young defense minister seriously, hoping that she would give herself an explanation.
"It's no longer a matter of panic." Kelly Grade handed over the documents in his hand, "We are in big trouble." He nodded to the intelligence department staff, and the staff had already displayed the information on the big screen.
"And there may not be much time." The screen was displayed with surveillance videos in the subway tunnel. The picture was very clear showing a group of armed personnel wearing nuclear and biochemical protective suits carrying some kind of sealed metal can. The careful appearance was obvious to everyone. It was definitely not PepsiCo in it.
The people in the command center were almost infuriated. You should know that many of these people's homes are in Paris. "Quiet, Quiet." Lecher shouted twice. The general in his fifties controlled the chaos at the scene with his prestige in the army.
"Is the intelligence accurate? Are you sure this video is not a prank?", Laikel asked, and the deputy director of the Intelligence Department nodded, "General, we have done technical analysis, the video must be real, and we confirm that the subway system is indeed running."
"What about the type of weapons? Sharin, VX, or something else?" Lekel was very angry now. It was obvious that there was a problem with the intelligence agency. Not only did he not get any news before the attack, but he could also transport such a killer. This is France, not the Democratic Republic of the Congo.
The people from the Intelligence Department shook their heads helplessly, "Our intelligence is limited, and we can only guess based on clues that it is likely to be a virus."
"Guess? God, you idiots are just guessing now." No matter how well Laikel's cultivation is, it will explode at this moment.
"General, according to the law, we do not have the right to investigate in China." The man glanced at the director of the Territory Supervision Bureau who had been silent, meaning that this incident happened in China and was not under my jurisdiction.
Kelly Gred quickly stopped the two people. This was not the time to discuss these things. "Lecher, now is not the time to talk about these things."
The general forced himself to calm down, "The CBRN regiment is in Fontevraud, and we can now mobilize only a multi-task company and chemical decontamination company under GIGN." Laikel is better aware of the current location of each unit than Kelly Grade, and knows better which unit is more suitable to mobilize.
"Not only that, we also need to mobilize more people to block subway lines. The best way now is to block them underground." Kelly Gred's eyes were firm. Although she knew nothing about military operations, she was definitely not a fool.
Her idea was absolutely correct. As long as these people were blocked in the underground tunnel, even if the unknown thing was eventually leaked, it would not cause too serious consequences. However, the subway line was too complicated, and it was almost impossible to block all stations.
Everyone started to get busy again, and at this time everyone was even more motivated than before. "Who can tell me where the subway is now?"
"They just passed Kleber, and the subway was running along Line 6," the intelligence department reported that their technicians had also invaded the subway control system. "There is good news that the subway is running very slowly, half the normal speed, and may be worried about the cargo."
On the other side, Falme and several others watched Xu Chuan knocked out the two lonely RAIDs, dragged them into the grass and stripped their clothes. When he and Swag came out, they had already changed into their clothes and equipment.
Chapter completed!