Night lingers Los Angeles, and the brilliant neon lights embellish this bustling city into a city that never sleeps.
The cool sea breeze blew across the streets, blowing away the heat accumulated during the day. The crowds in the street corners and alleys were not diminished at all, and a foggy outline was spread out by the halo of the headlights.
This is the center of the economy and culture of the West Coast of North America. Hundreds of years of peace have accumulated unimaginable wealth here. Even though there have been a little twists and turns recently, people's faces are not covered with solemn clouds.
No matter what ethnic group, people are sincerely proud of the city and believe that tomorrow will be better.
Late night also belongs to Venice Street.
Due to the recent attacks, the defenses around the New Embassy have been adjusted.
After asking for instructions from the White House, the FBI assigned a number of agents to assist Los Angeles police in investigating the terrorist attacks in the parade, and the agents assigned were replaced by the CIA.
Wearing a black coat, Brad leaned against the door of the sedan.Because the target has been staying in the embassy these days, as Lawrence's capable subordinate, he temporarily took over the embassy's defense work.
Looking at the lights in the embassy, Brad couldn't help feeling a little bored.
Even the arrogant terrorists cannot have the strength and courage to collide with the new embassy jointly guarded by the FBI and the CIA.
Support helicopters are on standby on the apron of the FBI branch at any time, and FBI sniper squads are also deployed not far away.
It is no exaggeration to say that the security level here is second only to three places.
The Pentagon, the White House, and Congress.
Similar to the door god, the CIA agent standing opposite him handed out a cigarette and grinned.
Do you smoke?
Thanks.
Brad took the cigarette and held it in his mouth, took out the lighter, and lit the cigarette.
The CIA agent who handed him cigarettes couldn't wait to borrow a lighter, lit one for himself, and spit out a cigarette ring happily.
My name is Evan Keynes, where are you?
Brad Wayne.
What time did you do a mission?Kains asked.
I don't remember it.Brad shook his head.
A hint of surprise appeared on Keins' face, and then an interesting look appeared.
Don't remember?Shet, you must be an old guy. Have you been to Iraq?
No, my job is mainly in the country.Brad shook his head.
He had already begun to feel that the person in front of him was a little chattering.
However, Mr. Keynes was not at all conscious. Instead, he did not stop talking, but talked about his service career in Iraq vividly.
I've been there, it's terrible, there are sand, camels, and bombs everywhere...
Brad frowned slightly as he listened to the endless voices of his colleagues opposite him.
It doesn't matter if you smoke, but it's a bit bad to chat during duty.
Anyone with a little experience knows that chatting can distract and weaken your response to emergencies.
Although I don't think something will happen, attitude is a very critical issue.
Brad can now conclude that this agent is probably a newcomer.The reason for withdrawing from the front line is that the chattering incident has affected the task.
Turning his eyes to the opposite street, Brad selectively ignored him.
Why send a newcomer here?What exactly did those idiots in CIA think!
On the curve across the street, a truck with a Hollywood blockbuster poster slowly stopped on the side of the road.
The car seemed to have some malfunction. The owner pushed open the car door and got out of the car, looked around the tires for a few times, took out the phone and called the repairman, and then walked to the shop next to him.
Just as Brad tried to see what movie was being advertised on the poster, a similar truck appeared on the other side of the road, slowly driving towards this side as the traffic flowed.
At this moment, Brad frowned slightly, and an indescribable sense of incongruity surged into his heart.
Almost subconsciously, he reached out and took off the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.
Jamie, the truck twenty meters to your left, go up and check it.
learn.
The plainclothes agent standing next to the car not far away walked towards the truck parked by the road. He first glanced at the things in the driver's seat, and then walked towards the cargo box behind the truck.
However, at this moment, the truck passing by the road in front of the embassy suddenly stopped in the middle of the road.
There was something wrong with that car.Keynes looked to the middle of the road and said what Brad thought.
However, before everyone could react, a ray of flame suddenly popped up behind the truck in the middle of the highway.
boom!!!
A dark red fireball suddenly wrapped the entire truck, and the shock wave even overturned the car that followed behind, shattering the windows of all vehicles within a radius of ten meters and the glass windows of the shop.
Lawrence suddenly buried his head, and the flying fragments swept over his head almost at the same time.
However, Keins, who was standing next to him, was not so lucky. A pool of blood had already spread on the iron door behind him, and aluminum alloy fragments cruelly penetrated his neck and chest.
The explosion happened quite suddenly.
The cars rushing to escape crashed together, and the traffic first fell into chaos.
People on the street screamed and fled, while those who were braver ran out and took out their mobile phones to call the police. The car's anti-theft alarm bells exaggerated the chaos on the street...
Although the entrance of the embassy is ten meters away from the road, this distance is nothing to the bomb!
Brad immediately pulled out the pistol in his arms and pointed it at the burning wreckage and the chaotic crowd.
In an instant, Brad had already sorted out the attacker's ideas.
The first wave of attacks just creates chaos!
The real attack is the second wave!
Damn, are they crazy?!
Brad's face was ferocious, his teeth were clenched, staring at the running crowd, guarding against possible attackers, and at the same time reached out to touch his shoulders, feeding the situation here to the FBI Los Angeles Branch.
A terrorist attack occurred at the gate of the Embassy of the New Kingdom!Repeat, a terrorist attack occurred at the entrance of the Embassy of the New Kingdom...
The fire truck had already felt the firefighters, wearing respirators and carrying cans, rushed towards the burning wreckage in the middle of the road.
However, at this moment, Brad found that Jamie, who was going to investigate the roadside truck parked not far away, had already fallen into a pool of blood...
The door of the truck had already opened, and a team of soldiers armed with black dragon scale armor jumped on the road with assault rifles.
Without any identity mark, they loaded them neatly and spread out to the surrounding bunker like professional troops. The muzzle in their hands was already pointing at this side.
Brad's pupils shrank.
No matter who they are, one thing is certain that they are definitely not the SWAT that came to support!
The cool sea breeze blew across the streets, blowing away the heat accumulated during the day. The crowds in the street corners and alleys were not diminished at all, and a foggy outline was spread out by the halo of the headlights.
This is the center of the economy and culture of the West Coast of North America. Hundreds of years of peace have accumulated unimaginable wealth here. Even though there have been a little twists and turns recently, people's faces are not covered with solemn clouds.
No matter what ethnic group, people are sincerely proud of the city and believe that tomorrow will be better.
Late night also belongs to Venice Street.
Due to the recent attacks, the defenses around the New Embassy have been adjusted.
After asking for instructions from the White House, the FBI assigned a number of agents to assist Los Angeles police in investigating the terrorist attacks in the parade, and the agents assigned were replaced by the CIA.
Wearing a black coat, Brad leaned against the door of the sedan.Because the target has been staying in the embassy these days, as Lawrence's capable subordinate, he temporarily took over the embassy's defense work.
Looking at the lights in the embassy, Brad couldn't help feeling a little bored.
Even the arrogant terrorists cannot have the strength and courage to collide with the new embassy jointly guarded by the FBI and the CIA.
Support helicopters are on standby on the apron of the FBI branch at any time, and FBI sniper squads are also deployed not far away.
It is no exaggeration to say that the security level here is second only to three places.
The Pentagon, the White House, and Congress.
Similar to the door god, the CIA agent standing opposite him handed out a cigarette and grinned.
Do you smoke?
Thanks.
Brad took the cigarette and held it in his mouth, took out the lighter, and lit the cigarette.
The CIA agent who handed him cigarettes couldn't wait to borrow a lighter, lit one for himself, and spit out a cigarette ring happily.
My name is Evan Keynes, where are you?
Brad Wayne.
What time did you do a mission?Kains asked.
I don't remember it.Brad shook his head.
A hint of surprise appeared on Keins' face, and then an interesting look appeared.
Don't remember?Shet, you must be an old guy. Have you been to Iraq?
No, my job is mainly in the country.Brad shook his head.
He had already begun to feel that the person in front of him was a little chattering.
However, Mr. Keynes was not at all conscious. Instead, he did not stop talking, but talked about his service career in Iraq vividly.
I've been there, it's terrible, there are sand, camels, and bombs everywhere...
Brad frowned slightly as he listened to the endless voices of his colleagues opposite him.
It doesn't matter if you smoke, but it's a bit bad to chat during duty.
Anyone with a little experience knows that chatting can distract and weaken your response to emergencies.
Although I don't think something will happen, attitude is a very critical issue.
Brad can now conclude that this agent is probably a newcomer.The reason for withdrawing from the front line is that the chattering incident has affected the task.
Turning his eyes to the opposite street, Brad selectively ignored him.
Why send a newcomer here?What exactly did those idiots in CIA think!
On the curve across the street, a truck with a Hollywood blockbuster poster slowly stopped on the side of the road.
The car seemed to have some malfunction. The owner pushed open the car door and got out of the car, looked around the tires for a few times, took out the phone and called the repairman, and then walked to the shop next to him.
Just as Brad tried to see what movie was being advertised on the poster, a similar truck appeared on the other side of the road, slowly driving towards this side as the traffic flowed.
At this moment, Brad frowned slightly, and an indescribable sense of incongruity surged into his heart.
Almost subconsciously, he reached out and took off the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.
Jamie, the truck twenty meters to your left, go up and check it.
learn.
The plainclothes agent standing next to the car not far away walked towards the truck parked by the road. He first glanced at the things in the driver's seat, and then walked towards the cargo box behind the truck.
However, at this moment, the truck passing by the road in front of the embassy suddenly stopped in the middle of the road.
There was something wrong with that car.Keynes looked to the middle of the road and said what Brad thought.
However, before everyone could react, a ray of flame suddenly popped up behind the truck in the middle of the highway.
boom!!!
A dark red fireball suddenly wrapped the entire truck, and the shock wave even overturned the car that followed behind, shattering the windows of all vehicles within a radius of ten meters and the glass windows of the shop.
Lawrence suddenly buried his head, and the flying fragments swept over his head almost at the same time.
However, Keins, who was standing next to him, was not so lucky. A pool of blood had already spread on the iron door behind him, and aluminum alloy fragments cruelly penetrated his neck and chest.
The explosion happened quite suddenly.
The cars rushing to escape crashed together, and the traffic first fell into chaos.
People on the street screamed and fled, while those who were braver ran out and took out their mobile phones to call the police. The car's anti-theft alarm bells exaggerated the chaos on the street...
Although the entrance of the embassy is ten meters away from the road, this distance is nothing to the bomb!
Brad immediately pulled out the pistol in his arms and pointed it at the burning wreckage and the chaotic crowd.
In an instant, Brad had already sorted out the attacker's ideas.
The first wave of attacks just creates chaos!
The real attack is the second wave!
Damn, are they crazy?!
Brad's face was ferocious, his teeth were clenched, staring at the running crowd, guarding against possible attackers, and at the same time reached out to touch his shoulders, feeding the situation here to the FBI Los Angeles Branch.
A terrorist attack occurred at the gate of the Embassy of the New Kingdom!Repeat, a terrorist attack occurred at the entrance of the Embassy of the New Kingdom...
The fire truck had already felt the firefighters, wearing respirators and carrying cans, rushed towards the burning wreckage in the middle of the road.
However, at this moment, Brad found that Jamie, who was going to investigate the roadside truck parked not far away, had already fallen into a pool of blood...
The door of the truck had already opened, and a team of soldiers armed with black dragon scale armor jumped on the road with assault rifles.
Without any identity mark, they loaded them neatly and spread out to the surrounding bunker like professional troops. The muzzle in their hands was already pointing at this side.
Brad's pupils shrank.
No matter who they are, one thing is certain that they are definitely not the SWAT that came to support!
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