McMillan was Price’s superior during the SAS era.

It can be said that Price was brought out by McMillan.

At first, Johnson didn’t believe it, but when he listened to him, his eyes kept on the pistol in his waist.

It wasn’t until McMillan told the story of Price’s caterpillar beard that SC Johnson let his guard down.

The bearded old guy looked ten years older than his real age.

But this is what his wife likes, so she stayed.

The fact that Price has a wife is very secretive, and few people in the world know about it.

It was the identification method of friend or foe that Price personally set up for the core members of 141.

Listen, and know that the guy wrapped up like a straw pile in front of you is not an enemy.

SC Johnson was relieved and sat down on the ground.

McMillan picked up the garbage-like transmitter on the ground and looked at it a few times, and asked SC Johnson curiously:

“Soldier, tell me your name?”

“Why are you alone in this ghost place… Is this a signal transmitter? ”

SC Johnson carefully took the box and placed it on the ground: “Be careful, this is a transmitter, I was going to use this call for support.” ”

Then SC Johnson said his name, presumably explaining why he was picking up trash in this place.

McMillan sat on the ground and listened, raising his chin in awe.

“Is that you?”

“You’re the magic kid who survived the nuclear explosion?”

“Price has been looking for people all over the world these days, and they are about to ask for me…”

“Half a day you’re here?”

McMillan snorted and looked at the guy in front of him who looked terrible.

The other day, MacMillan received a call from Price for help.

In his words, Price’s tone was frustrated and unusually angry.

Even McMillan had never seen Price in this state.

He promised to use SAS’s intelligence network to help 141 find someone.

Elsewhere, special agencies such as Langley of the Magnesium Nationality have also received Calls for Help from Price.

But SC Johnson seems to be like evaporation in the world, and he can’t find his whereabouts anyway.

This disappointed Price and became more and more angry.

Then there was the matter of Price personally leading people to drop cloud bombs into the base of Azerbaijan.

Listening, McMillan was quite helpless.

Even after decades had passed, John’s goods still didn’t bother him.

“Fifty-something people who are almost sixty years old, still playing with this kind of child temper…”

Listening to McMillan’s helpless tone of hating his son for not arguing, SC Johnson wanted to laugh a little.

As he spoke, McMillan glanced at Johnson in disgust.

Seeing that he had bruises on his body, he threw away the first aid kit and dry food bag he was carrying.

SC Johnson was also not polite, opened the first aid kit and immediately swallowed two painkiller tablets.

Then I wrapped the bandage around my knees and chewed on the compressed biscuit.

This thing is very bad, and it tastes like wood chips when chewed.

But after drinking a few sips of glucose water, SC Johnson’s stomach was immediately propped up by the bubble biscuit, which was much more comfortable.

Hungry for days, now chewing on a handful of beef jerky and chocolate.

SC Johnson felt his stomach burning and roared like an engine to heat his whole body.

Looking at SC Johnson’s really miserable look, McMillan shook his head.

“In other words, I was brought here because I was knocked unconscious by Makarov, and he was going to execute me publicly.”

“But what are you here to do?” Still a person? Sc Johnson muttered indistinctly.

“I came here to kill Imranzakaev.”

McMillan said solemnly, “Do you know him?” ”

……

At this moment, the name of Alassad, who is already dead, is still hanging on the front pages of major newspapers.

On the surface, the magnesian is still talking to him.

But secretly, they have begun to track down the black hand behind the scenes.

Imranza kayev.

The name appeared on the lists of various special agencies along with the furious Price.

But it was the same reason as for forcing Price to go.

Killing Zakaev doesn’t make the agencies earn the benefits they want.

It’s the same thing as writing a novel.

You want to kill him, but only if you have to pave the way, to pull sponsorship.

Wait until you have enough support, and then you will make a decision.

But by then, the broccoli was cold, and the ghost knew how many more people would die.

McMillan would have wanted to notify 141 and bring Price to do it.

But Price has been in a very unstable state these days.

Sheffield was also staring at Price.

In desperation, McMillan decided to run alone.

This mission is a wet job, no table, no support.

Even if McMillan succeeds, he will have to keep it secret and there will be no rewards.

And even if he is in a desperate situation, there will be no support.

Now sixty-five years old, McMillan, who is about to retire, has stepped half of his feet into the coffin.

If you don’t rush it, you won’t have a chance.

……

Listen to the old man in front of you who is older than Price.

SC Johnson slammed his head and chewed slowly on the food in his mouth.

Worthy of teaching Price, this grandfather is simply …

“So, I’m telling you the truth, what are you going to do?”

“Do you want to come with me or leave alone?”

“Thirty miles away, there’s a safe zone, and I’ve hidden a car there.”

“That’s the only vehicle we can safely evacuate here.”

“If you don’t want to go with me, just run away at night when it’s dark and wait for me in the car.”

With that, McMillan threw a dagger over.

“The car keys are on the tires.”

“There’s some food and medicine on it, but there’s no communication equipment… There are too many photoelectric detections in this place. ”

“If I don’t come back after 24 hours, you can leave.”

It was a suicide mission, and McMillan knew it very well.

He also came with the determination to die.

Therefore, in his heart, he still hoped that SC Johnson would choose to leave and not go with him to find death.

But.

After listening, Johnson did not hesitate to pick up the dagger on the ground and the sheath of the knife tied to his legs, and said.

“I chose to join 141 to earn a mercenary commission.”

“But now, I’m almost oblivious to the fact that I still have a salary.”

“Order, how are you going to kill Zakaev?”

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[Originally planned to change six, but was scolded by the comment area, the fire changed the following article.] 】

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