Chapter 59 Captain Big Breasts and His Good Friends
"Bang bang bang..."
Looking at the sentry post with corpses lying on the ground, the British agents were already surprised. They never imagined that a person with such sharp marksmanship in the world would be blown away within a second if he appeared in front of Chen Mo.
on the ground.
It has been almost a day since we ran out of Paris. Everyone has passed four checkpoints. At first, everyone was ready to break in. Then they saw Chen Mo holding two guns in his hands. After a burst of gunfire, the Germans in the checkpoints
Soldiers saw God one after another.
So everyone got used to it later, and several smarter young agents immediately transferred their idols from their captain to Chen Mo.
Whenever Chen Mo kills a checkpoint, someone will come up to him with a kettle and a cigarette.
"Sir, some whiskey!"
"Don't drink, don't drink! It will hurt your body!"
"Sir, would you like a cigarette?"
"Quit it, quit it! It's hurting your body!"
Although rejected by Chen Mo, the agents were still very happy to rub their hot faces against Chen Mo's cold ass, leaving their captain sitting in the driver's seat helplessly smoking a bitter cigarette.
At first, everyone was in a hurry, but later it turned out that the Germans didn't seem to know what was happening, and there was no emergency martial law or comprehensive blockade at all. This made everyone think that their assassination operation had failed.
In fact, the plan was very successful. The only variable was Chen Mo. He accidentally wiped out all the military police who were under martial law outside. As a result, no one reported the death of the military police commander until the military police headquarters realized something was wrong the next day.
When they sent someone over to check the situation, they discovered that their commander had been bombed to pieces. What do you mean, the phone line was cut off before the operation started!
Then when the three-wheeled motorcycles rushed back to the city, it was already noon the next day. At this moment, Chen Mo and the others were almost running to Calais. When the German army in Paris began to order the whole city to be under martial law, Lysander's engine had already begun to buzz.
It buzzed.
Chen Mo originally planned to stay in France and continue to trouble Mustache, but after seeing this group of British agents pull out six Lesangs from the warehouse, he immediately gained a new understanding of the shamelessness of the British.
"This is just a means of insurance!"
Seeing that Chen Mo looked very unhappy, Galahad hurriedly explained with a smile on his face, and promised to introduce Chen Mo to his sister who worked in the Royal Air Force Women's Auxiliary Corps. Chen Mo's face looked better now.
The action team must withdraw. Their big news will definitely be retaliated by the German army, so they must withdraw to avoid the limelight. They are accompanied by several French brothers. They are the Free French representatives of each district.
Go to London to get the money from General de Gaulle.
Less than half a day after taking off from Calais, Chen Mo had already landed on British soil. Then Galahad enthusiastically invited Chen Mo to visit the offices of MI6.
"Selente, I think you have extraordinary talent and appearance. You should join MI6 and join us in a great cause!"
Although Galahad's original words were not like this, the meaning was probably similar. He was not surprised that Chen Mo was so good at fighting. After all, there were a lot of Japs tearing up with his hands, and if it weren't for the fact that the empty space was a waste, what would happen to those people here?
You can already make a sunset landing, instead of fighting with the Japanese in the mountains of North Korea.
On the other hand, in Europe, the situation of the Allies is not very good. It is already difficult to deal with the Germans who are blooming on the left and right, not to mention the Hydra...
"What the hell, you mean Hydra?"
Chen Mo suddenly sat upright. He never expected that this was not an escape from the tiger's mouth, nor a spy alliance, nor Operation Anthropoid, but Captain America. No wonder the Japanese army back home could be pushed into the sea, and a bunch of gods were squatting there.
.
But when Chen Mo was curious about why Hydra could not be seen in Paris, Galahad looked confused.
"Those people just like to squat in the mountains and study secret weapons. Whoever has nothing better to do likes to run into the city!"
"Ah this!"
Chen Mo thought about it. The Red Skull was digging for treasures everywhere and made a lot of weird things. His subordinates were all scientists and war madmen. Neither of them had any interest in the colorful world. No wonder he didn't hear anything about it in Paris.
News about Hydra.
As for the Red Skull’s old enemy, Captain America, Comrade Shi Aimin, probably hasn’t joined the army yet. It’s only 1942, and it’s been 43 years since Captain America got the injection. And even if Captain America got the injection, he still hasn’t had a chance to go to the battlefield. At the very least, he
He had to wait until the Normandy landing in 1944 before he could be active on the European battlefield. Before that, his task was to dance in the streets to raise money for war bonds.
"Gallahat, do you know Peggy Carter?"
"You are talking about Chief Carter. We have met a few times, but we are not very familiar with her. She is Chief Memphis' right-hand man, but everyone in the bureau is saying that she is going to be transferred to the United States to take charge of liaison matters!"
"That's it!"
Chen Mo nodded and asked the other party if he had heard of the Strategic Science Corps. This organization was authorized by Roosevelt and established around 1940. It was also the predecessor of SHIELD.
"I've heard some news, but these organizations are all wild!"
Seeing Chen Mo inquiring about the Americans, Galahad thought that the other party wanted to change jobs, and immediately began to complain about these institutions from a professional perspective.
Chen Mo just said he heard it, and asked Galahad, when will we go to the Air Force Auxiliary Corps?
"Another day, another day!"
Galahad wanted to slap himself twice. The little girl was in her twenties, so why should she be so arrogant?
The car went straight from the airport to MI6, passing numerous air defense positions along the way, and finally drove into an inconspicuous building beside Westminster Bridge, where MI6 is located.
Because of the fear of an Aryan captain descending from the sky, all MI6 offices were moved underground. The rooms above were empty and used as temporary warehouses.
This time Galahad was smart and asked Chen Mo to hand over the weapon first. Of course, in order to prevent the gun warehouse manager from being careless, he specifically asked his agents to personally preserve Chen Mo's gun, and he
I am planning to take Chen Mo to meet the top commander of MI6, Colonel Memphis.
Taking Chen Mo through the offices, chattering along the way about the glorious history of MI6, the two came to the deepest part of the underground fortifications. Memphis' office was here, but the other party was in a meeting, so the two waited outside.
Got up.
"Why, do you think our MI6 is pretty good?"
"But this is not politically correct. Why are there no black aristocratic female long-distance runners from the Netherlands or female soldiers of the Indian National Army?"