Daily life of an American TV drama agent

The drone followed Bourne to the vicinity of a building before it had to return due to battery issues. Fortunately, Bourne also stopped at that place and climbed up a building carrying the sniper rifle he got from the man with glasses. The roof of the building.

"How's it going over there? Do you need support?" After recovering the drone, Ron waited for a while to smoke a cigarette, then sat back on the driver's seat of the truck and dialed Ethan's phone.

"It's not necessary. Bourne has already contacted the commander who is chasing him. We are going to Alexander Street soon to meet with the logistics person who was originally responsible for the Treadstone Project. The truth about Bourne's amnesia will be revealed soon!"

Ethan's excited voice came from the receiver. It could be heard that he had connected with Bourne and had gained Bourne's trust. This was actually not difficult. Bourne had recently begun to show signs of recovering his memory. As long as he mentioned One or two things that can stir up his memories, a vague picture will appear in Bourne's mind.

What's more, Ethan also mentioned Ron.

Ron couldn't help but feel happy about the results there: "Great job, how did you do it?"

"We used two sniper rifles from the rooftop opposite the command center and pointed at the command center to call them. Those idiots wanted to delay their positioning, but I pointed it out. Now they can only send people to our designated location. The place."

It is still unknown how much Bourne's memory has been restored, but Ethan is a senior agent, and he is still one of the most mysterious departments in the CIA system. How long does it take for the CIA to locate a location through a mobile phone number? Ethan can be accurate to the second! Playing these tricks in front of him is tantamount to playing tricks on your own.

"You are originally from the CIA. Do you think people from the CIA will be obedient?"

"Of course not," Ethan stared at Bourne and continued: "They will definitely arrange various ambushes in order to capture Bourne. If they cannot accomplish the first goal, they will at least kill him on the spot."

Ron heard this and began to think about it. Although the CIA is the United States' intelligence department dedicated to external affairs, and it once fought with the KGB, it seemed very powerful at first glance, but in fact its strength has already declined. It seems that even the 911 incident was not discovered in advance.

That is to say, after being fed up with the incompetence of the CIA, and later the birth of the National Security Agency (NSA), the current CIA overseas operations department is not even qualified to call the machine. In other words, they cannot pass it at any time like Finch. Roadside cameras were used to track Bourne's movements.

In this way, Ron has more room for maneuver.

"Do you have any ideas?" After being together for so long, Ron would give people an unexpected surprise every time he was silent. Ethan believed that it would be the same this time.

"It's almost the same, but it's not mature yet..." Halfway through Ron's words, he suddenly saw several men in women's clothing passing by the car window. They were walking towards Alexander Street with protest signs full of slogans in their hands. go.

Ron glanced at the content of the slogan, which was to boycott Harry Potter novel author JK Rowling's remarks against transgender people. There were even a few holding up photos of JK Rowling with crossed outs as they walked in the queue. , Ron's eyes couldn't help but light up: "Wait, my plan should be mature now."

"What's your idea? Tell me?"

"No need, you'll know soon." Ron had a smirk on his face.

An hour later, at the intersection of Alexander Street, two small trucks with slogans against JK Rowling suddenly drove up. The trucks had already arrived, and the people in the trucks kept throwing JK Rowling masks with Warmly welcomed by the protest groups, the men dressed in women's clothing shouted even more vigorously. Even passers-by were encouraged and began to pick up masks and join the parade. Suddenly, the street was filled with people wearing JK Rowling's clothes. Protesters in masks.

This CIA agent hiding in different corners of the street caused a lot of trouble. Because of the mask, they could not see everyone's face. The snipers were at a loss as they scanned the people in the parade one by one. passed, and then found nothing.

They are now very sure that Bourne must be among these people, but they are not sure which one it is, and they do not have the energy to stop the parade and check one by one, because if they do, they will immediately become the United States The agent's intervention in the German government escalated into a serious political incident. He could only stay where he was, incompetent and furious, and the female commander's phone was almost full of calls.

"How's it going? Is my plan good? I just saw you passing in front of a CIA agent, and he didn't even notice." Ron proudly looked at the street on the other side of the bridge with his binoculars.

On the street, two men dressed in women's clothing, wearing JK Rowling's masks, were strutting past CIA agents without the other party noticing.

"Yes, but it would be better if you could have a normal person pay attention to you next time." Ethan said angrily. At this moment, he was wearing a violet skirt, and his feet wrapped in stockings were wearing a pair of high heels of the same color.

Bourne next to him was not much better, wearing a pink T-shirt and shorts with suspenders, using flesh-colored stockings to cover his leg hair, and wearing a pair of sneakers to follow him. The expressions of the two of them were more embarrassing than the other. Along the way, less than 500 meters away, they had been eaten by at least ten men in various ways. One of them even put his hand into Ethan's skirt and pinched his butt, if not for completing the task. , Ethan wanted to draw his gun right then.

"There is no way, everything is for the mission," Ron suppressed his smile and said duplicitously: "Now give me all the coordinates of the agents you recorded."

"A2-066, B1-012..." Ethan popped out a series of coordinates very skillfully.

As he spoke, Ron marked these coordinates on the map on the transparent screen of the brainwave helmet: "No, right? Okay, then the action begins now, remember what I told you before."

Under the bridge at the intersection of Alexander Street, a small cargo ship was passing by. The raincloth shining on the cargo was torn off, revealing the ferocious drone transmitter inside. With a buzzing sound like a bee, the drone shot towards Kai. Qiusha was launched into the sky like a rocket, and then quickly rushed towards the preset coordinates.

In the CIA temporary command room, the female commander saw the secret numb dots reflected on the radar. She quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie next to her and shouted loudly: "Quick! Find a place to hide! You are being targeted! We thought we were being targeted." Bourne made a trap, but he actually made a trap for us! Run!"

However, no matter how much she felt in her heart, it was too late. Before the CIA agents had time to react, the drone had already flown around them and exploded.

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!" Violent explosions sounded one after another. Under the visual stimulation of each living person being instantly blown to pieces, the protest group no longer lost its enthusiasm and calmness, and panicked on the streets. Ron was running around, and Ron, who had been observing the situation through the telescope, immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Now! Quick! Start taking action!"

When Ron's voice reached the ears of Ethan and Bourne through the headphones, the two immediately stopped running with the flow. At the same time, they took out a helmet of the same style as Ron's from the woman's handbag and put it on their heads. , the difference is that while Bourne put on the helmet, he also took off the mask on his face.

At this time, the sniper who had been hiding on the roofs of several high-rise buildings finally found the target: "Report! Report! The target was found at three o'clock. The girl in overalls is Bourne!"

Hearing the voice on the walkie-talkie, the female commander who had prepared a resignation letter quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie as if she had found a treasure, as if grasping a life-saving straw: "Kill him immediately! Kill him immediately! Now he is no longer eligible for arrest! We must kill him!"

The snipers received the order, and several sniper rifles from different positions were aimed at Bourne at the same time.

"Bang!" Three bullets were fired from the muzzle of the gun almost at the same time. When the bullet was about to hit Bourne, a black drone suddenly flew in the sky, surrounding Bourne.

"Crash~" Several heavy-duty drones fell to the ground, and when the bullets that had penetrated the drones and lost a lot of kinetic energy finally hit Bourne's body, they could no longer do anything to protect him from the bulletproof body. Clothes.

For insurance purposes, Ron asked Bourne to wear a double layer of body armor.

The snipers on the roof frowned together. They were no strangers to drones, but this was the first time they had seen them used in this way.

But it doesn’t matter. If you miss a shot, can’t you still continue to grab? They didn't believe that Bourne could catch bullets with a drone time and time again.

But one thing they ignored was that Bourne was not alone. Even though there was another man wearing a helmet with Bourne under their noses just now, they ignored him.

At this time, the man and Ron looked at the sniper's hiding place, and a ball of flame burst out at the same time.

"This is the place! Go to hell!"

, the drone unit hovering in the air on standby divided into six drones and rushed straight to the roof of the building where the three snipers were hiding. Each sniper hiding place was taken care of by two drones at the same time.

"Boom!" The roof of the building burst into flames, and the three snipers died together. At this point, the CIA team that ambushed Bourne had been wiped out.

"What a bunch of rubbish. They fell down before I could exert any force~" Ron mocked without shame. While he was speaking, Bourne had already dispersed his drone and rushed towards him. In the crowd, the CIA he requested He stood next to the female support staff and grabbed her into the car.

"I want to ask you a few simple questions. You need to answer honestly, otherwise I swear to kill you. Tell me, why do your people keep chasing me?"

In a secret room in Munich that Ron found, Bourne put the dagger against the logistics officer's face.

After all, the logistics officer was just an ordinary woman with slight training, and she was able to do everything after just a few questionings.

The facts are just as Ron had originally guessed. Bourne played a very disgraceful role in the Treadstone Project. He wielded a butcher knife to kill those who opposed American politicians. However, during a mission, his conscience found out that he let the target go. .

Because of the special nature of the Treadstone Project, in order to prevent Bourne from leaking the plan intentionally or unintentionally, the CIA launched a hunt for him. Even the two previous cases where Bourne's fingerprints were on the scene were deliberately created by the CIA. of.

The purpose is to rely on the strength of the deceased's friends to join his camp to kill Bourne.

By the way, the two dead men were members of the KGB, which means that in addition to the CIA, Bourne was also on the KGB's kill list.

"Congratulations to you, Bourne. I'm glad you were named on the kill lists of the two major organizations. I remember that the last person to receive this honor was Colonel Gaddafi. What are you going to do next?"

Ron opened two bottles of beer, clinked them in the air, and handed one of them to Bourne.

"I don't know either. My girlfriend is dead, and now I just want to avenge her." Bourne sat on the chair and said blankly.

"In this case, you need to find the person who killed your girlfriend accurately, but we all know that whether it is the CIA or the KGB, they have the habit of hiring a large number of external killers." Ethan frowned and joined the conversation: "These people usually complete the task After the mission, they just take the money from the employer and leave. In many cases, they don’t even have the employer. They have too much information. Do you have any other relevant clues?”

"And this, this is the bullet that killed her."

Bourne pulled out a necklace made of bullets from his clothes. It was a bullet with strange patterns on it. Ron's pupils shrank. He felt that this bullet had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he just wanted to I don’t know where I’ve seen it.

"Let me take two pictures." Ron passed the bullet and took two pictures from different angles, trying to capture the shape of the pattern as much as possible: "This kind can only be very special, and I don't know who uses it. Yes, I can help you find out, and on the other hand, I can also provide you with an idea."

Bourne listened intently, and Ron continued: "According to your description of the scene where your girlfriend was attacked, the sniper accurately shot the bullets into the passengers of the moving car. Almost no professional killer has this ability. They’re both better at sneak assassinations.”

"However, among mercenaries, there are many snipers with this kind of reach. If you want to take revenge, I suggest you go and take a look among mercenaries. Recently, there have been frequent wars in Africa, which is the largest market for mercenaries. You You can go there and try your luck..."

In the middle of his words, Ron suddenly froze and slapped his head: Isn't this the Wolf Warrior? !

He finally remembered the origin of this bullet. In the movie Wolf Warriors, Leng Feng once held the same bullet and asked around.

"What? Did you remember anything?" Seeing Ron's reaction, Ethan quickly asked.

"Yes, I did think of something. I am very sure that the mercenaries who use this bullet must have business in Africa." Ron said decisively.

This is not a lie. If the movie in my memory is also part of this world, then Bourne will encounter that group of people sooner or later in Africa.

"I understand, thank you, Ron." Bourne took the bullet and his eyes became firmer.