"What's the rush? We still have plenty of time now!" Ren Xiaoyao took a puff of smoke.
Compared to George W. Bush, who was sweating all over his face next to him, Ren Xiaoyao still looked very relaxed and admired the lighter in his hand. It was not until the countdown entered the last ten seconds that he quickly reached out and entered the password to set the timer.
It stayed at the position for three seconds, and it was exactly the same as in the movie.
With cold sweat on his face, George W. Bush stared blankly at the time displayed on the timer and could hardly believe his eyes, because he had clearly seen that the password entered by Ren Xiaoyao just now was only nine digits that could not be simpler than 987654321.
Only the lunatic in front of me in this world could think of using such a unique number as a password.
"This suitcase is the deposit I paid in advance. When the US government fulfills its promise, the other suitcase that is still in Manhattan, New York, will naturally be delivered to your desk!" Ren Xiaoyao said.
He picked up the wine glass in his hand and poured the gold xo inside into his mouth and praised it.
Then he smiled at George W. Bush, who was still in a daze across from him, and said, "This trip to the White House feels good. I will chat with Mr. President when I have time in the future!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Xiaoyao chanted a spell and his body suddenly disappeared in front of George W. Bush's eyes.
Seeing that this devil finally left the White House, George W. Bush breathed a sigh of relief and secretly made up his mind that no matter what happened in the future, he would never mess with this "madman" with a brain problem again.
It's not yet sunrise, the sky is a little bright, the deep white sky is dotted with a few cold stars, the sea is pitch black, and everything is shrouded in a mysterious thin light.
A group of petrels fly proudly against the morning glow and sing in the extremely high sky. The vast sky seems to be holding its breath to listen to the carols sung by this little life for the boundless universe.
In the east, the sea level slowly lights up at the intersection of sky and water. The rising sun slowly reveals half of its face like a shy little girl. It seems like a soul that guides people from darkness to light. A ship hanging on the top
With the five-star red flag flying high, the destroyer sailed through the wind and waves towards the place where the sun rises in the east.
On the bow deck of the ship, Ren Xiaoyao stood alone on the deck facing the salty sea breeze, admiring the dark sea gradually being dyed golden by the morning glow. A dolphin followed the warship and jumped happily on the sea, splashing with flowers.
Waves dyed golden.
Ren Xiaoyao flicked his fingers and threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the vast sea. He reached out and took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it into his mouth. Then he took out a pure gold windproof lighter and lit it for himself with a 'ding' sound.
The aroma of burning tobacco refreshed Ren Xiaoyao, who had not slept all night.
Thinking of Qiaoyun's mother and son who were still in the hands of Little Ramsay and his gang, Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt rising from the bottom of his heart!
“I didn’t expect that Mr. Long also likes to watch the sunrise on the sea!”
At this time, there was a crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the deck from behind Ren Xiaoyao, and accompanied by a rich male voice, Lieutenant General George Rawls walked up to him.
Ren Xiaoyao glanced at the American general next to him who had brought up little Colonel Ramsay, then moved his eyes back to the rising sun above the sea level, and asked in a deep voice: "How does General George treat little Colonel Ramsay?"
What does Colonel Ramsay know about our chances of success?"
Lieutenant General George Rawls faced the rising sun and replied in a very affirmative tone: "I have been taking care of little Ramsay and watching him grow up, so I know his character very well. As an excellent
As a professional soldier, I believe he will eventually make the right choice and obey orders!"
Ren Xiaoyao looked at the small island that gradually appeared in his field of vision on the horizon where the water and the sky intersect, and muttered to himself: "I hope everything goes well! Otherwise, relatives within three generations of the officers and soldiers of the 'Delta' force will be separated from each other before Halloween."
Live with God! At the same time, the United States of America will become the second country after Japan to try **, but this self-produced ** will be very ironic."
When the destroyer sailed within three nautical miles of the island, the surrounding atmosphere began to gradually become tense. The sea was full of Chinese warships and patrol boats, and several armed helicopters were circling in the sky, making bursts of "rumbling" noises.
The roar of the motor.
A speedboat was released from the destroyer, carrying Ren Xiaoyao and Lieutenant General George Rawls, and headed towards the unknown island, preparing to persuade Colonel Ramsay to release Qiaoyun and his party.
At this time, in a cave on this unknown island that served as the temporary command center of the "Delta State", Colonel Ramsay, who advocated the elimination of Ren Xiaoyao and used his blood to wash away the shame of failure, and his subordinates who hoped to continue to live, finally met with honor.
There is a conflict on the topic of whether it is important or life is important.
After receiving the notice from George W. Bush to restore all their official positions and honors, these special forces who had renewed hope for survival and dreamed of returning home to reunite with their families began to inevitably follow a path that led to the dark side.
Little Colonel Ramsay had a disagreement, but the belief deeply rooted in their hearts that obedience to orders was above all else prevented them from easily challenging the authority of their superiors.
And now, Lieutenant General George Rolles, who carried the pardon issued by the president himself, has arrived on the island. These special forces who hope to return home alive finally mustered up the courage to follow Lieutenant General George Rolles to find little Rams.
Colonel.
I hope that I can persuade this commander who once led them to achieve glorious victories to accept the reality and release the hostages so that they can return home alive and reunite with their families.
Little Ramsay turned his head and glanced at his subordinates who were following Lieutenant General George Rawls. Their eyes were filled with the desire for survival and reprimanded: "Lieutenant General George Rawls, I really didn't expect that we would be in this kind of situation again."
Meet somewhere! As the commander of the Delta State Special Forces, I now order you all to stand down immediately!"
"Everyone should step down first and let the commander have a good talk with the Lieutenant General!" Seeing that everyone had no intention of obeying the order and leaving, Dilax, who was Colonel Ramsay's adjutant, hurriedly came out to smooth things over.
But everyone still had no intention of moving, and it was obvious that they were no longer prepared to follow the orders of Colonel Ramsay Jr., the stubborn commander.
The heavy ideological burden on their shoulders these days has turned these soldiers, who were originally fearless of death, into a group of cowards who are full of desire for survival and fear of death.