"What? When, where, and how?" Yas stood up from her chair. Hearing the terrorist attack was just like seeing the tragic and shocking impact in New York a few years ago, which made her unable to do anything at all.
Calm down.
Simpson made a helpless gesture and said: "I'm sorry, we don't know this yet! Our intelligence officers only sent back the attack warning and then lost contact with us. Now we have sent new agents. For a while,
We haven’t been able to get any new information for half a while! What should we do?”
Yas was silent. Just an attack alert would not be of much help to them. The United States has so many agencies scattered around the world. If all places are under martial law based on this, it will be like fighting everyone.
It's all a joke.
"Issue a red warning, all security departments should be prepared!" Yas couldn't ignore this warning, there was only so much she could do.
From a sensory perspective, Yas intuitively sensed that this was definitely not a simple attack, but she was not sure. The lack of clues made it very difficult for her to make the right decision.
All she can do now is to prevent a terrorist attack from happening until the new agents obtain accurate intelligence, otherwise it will be a serious blow to the current government and even to all Americans.
Ten days later, on a flight to Los Angeles, five young people of Southeast Asian origin sitting in the economy class were not conspicuous at all. No one paid attention to these ordinary young people.
The plane landed smoothly on the runway of Los Angeles Airport, and the five people also successfully passed the security check and officially entered the United States.
A van waiting for them outside took them away from the airport and quickly drove towards an abandoned warehouse outside the city.
Although there were many American police patrol cars along the way, no one noticed this van with a legal license plate and strict compliance with traffic regulations.
"Welcome to the United States!" They were greeted in the warehouse by a mixed-race man of Central Asian and Chinese descent. His standard American English made people feel that he had been living in the United States for a long time.
"Thank you for the reception, has everything been arranged?" The young man at the front replied, with no expression on his face.
"Everything is ready. Everything you need is here. After handing it over to you, our task has been completed. I wish you a safe journey!" The last sentence was said in authentic Chinese.
After the mixed-race middle-aged man explained what needed to be explained, he left with several of his subordinates.
After all the people waiting to greet them left, the two young men quickly closed the door and changed their clothes.
"Brother, should we get out of here?" Another young man inspected the warehouse and found nothing unsafe.
"Amutiya, go and bring everything you need. Although the other party may not betray us, it's better to be safe!" The man called the boss, the young man who started negotiating with the other party, pulled him off.
Canvas on a jeep.
The car was full of gas and everything was ready, and he could hit the road right away. He was very satisfied with this.
The five people said nothing more and quickly made preparations.
Ten minutes later, a jeep and a van quickly left the warehouse, heading for Los Angeles.
"Brother, you see these guides are really ruthless, they brought all these to us!" A young man next to the jeep handed a small sign to the boss in the back seat.
There were only two English letters on the signboard - vx. After the boss took a look at it, he picked up a ball of scrap metal and threw it into the wilderness on the roadside.
"This is not what dad meant. Since we are going to do it, we have to make something famous. We can't lose to those Arabs, otherwise our group will never get ahead!" the driver said fiercely.
answered.
"Bacchitido, Mobidai, you two, please concentrate. There is no room for mistakes in this operation, otherwise it will be meaningless even if we go back alive!" The boss patted the shoulders of the two people in front.
Closed his eyes.
Although martial law has begun in the United States, such alarms have become commonplace among Americans, just like when wolf is coming, you can only cry once or twice. If you cry too many times, no one will believe it anymore.
The procedures for entering the city were very simple. After two policemen briefly checked the vehicle, they let the five people go.
Judging from the appearance of these five people and their authentic American English, the police regarded them as members of some major Southeast Asian gang organization. They did not dare to ask more questions. The underworld is a secretly powerful existence everywhere, even if
The police should also be concerned about three points.
Two days later, Americans in Los Angeles went to work as usual. The alarm had been lowered to a lower level. Americans could not keep the country in a state of tension for a long time. For Americans who love free life, this is undoubtedly more uncomfortable than death.
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Think about the fact that you can't go out casually at night, you can't have parties, and you can't do many things that are normal in normal times. Americans will definitely not be able to endure it for a long time.
The reporters at the Los Angeles TV station were also working nervously. Although there was no news that shocked the world during this period, it was undoubtedly not good news for these reporters.
But what awaits them will be big news that will make the whole world tremble. When they satisfy their desires, they will also achieve the success of their counterparts in other cities.
The five cleaners entered the TV station smoothly, and the security inspection found nothing unusual.
Of course, they are unwilling to thoroughly inspect the jars containing disinfectant liquid, otherwise they will definitely find problems.
The elevator went up to the top floor. According to the requirements, the original five cleaners would start from the top floor and carry out rodent control work in the entire building. However, this time the five of them were not here to kill rats, but to "kill people".
Yas arrived at the office very early and started her busy day's work. The Secretary of State is not only a prime minister-level figure of the country, but also manages the country's diplomacy. It can be said that he is the most tired person in the United States.
This puts this strong black woman under tremendous pressure.
When lunch time arrived, office workers in Los Angeles were busy going about their morning work, and the five cleaners had already arrived on the top floor of the TV station and began their real operations.