Outside the Louvre, the "poisonous spider" had already spitting fire with his eyes. Various unexpected situations continued to happen, completely disrupting her original plan.

According to the perfect idea, you should catch Lin Sen and grab this meat ticket worth 200 million US dollars in Versailles. This is the guy who makes countless dark forces drool.

Only those who are wise and licking blood on the knife will not care how deep this guy has. In terms of the background, the US president has a deep background. But as long as the interests are big enough, several people will still be assassinated. Who cares about an actor now?

The powerful Licus Group of "Pigment Spider" has relied on it, and she never thought about what would happen if things failed. She only thought about how much oil and water could be squeezed out after catching Lin Sen. For this reason, she designed a complete action plan, even the idea of ​​impersonating a genius.

Before the action was implemented, the "Piracy Spider" himself admired his imaginative creativity.

After the operation was implemented, the "Piracy Spider" felt like a stupid pig being led by someone to the Versailles Palace. Not only did the two T-51a not only failed to take Lin Sen, but they were also killed. This matter has made her feel incredible so far.

Lin Sen, who was seriously injured, should have fallen to the ground and waited to be cleaned up, but he actually fled back to Paris and rushed into the Louvre under the encirclement of police officers on the street. This made the "poison spider" who had been following behind so angry that he was crazy.

Sending a team of mercenaries to capture Lin Sen was also failed. The manic "Piracy Spider" simply used his ultimate move to contact the Licus Group, threatening the current government's senior management to transfer a foreign legion that is easier to control, and used cans and buckets of tear gas instead of small tear gas.

If you can't kill you, you will faint, forcing you to have nowhere to escape!

Quantitative change triggers qualitative change. When human power reaches a crushing state, the Louvre, which has a complex environment, becomes simple and clear. A large amount of tear gas is poured in, and soldiers with gas masks or even oxygen cylinders rushed in. Under the stimulation of the heavy reward, their actions become extremely simple and crude.

Less than five minutes after the action began, someone reported and discovered the goal. The good news followed...

The target loses its combat effectiveness.

The target was captured.

The target is being brought out.

Ah..., these news made the "poison spider" who was guarding the radio station finally breathe a sigh of relief, and the heavy pressure accumulated in his heart was released.

Damn bastard, I finally caught you. I see where you are going this time? The "Piracy Spider" even jumped up in front of many police officers and stomped his feet hard, as if he was about to step on a cockroach to death.

At this moment, in the eyes of many bystanders, "poison spider" is even synonymous with decisiveness and ability. Compared with this, Director Busket, who was originally in charge of the command, the latter had tormented for the middle of the night, causing many special police officers to be seriously injured but could not get the matter done. It made people feel anxious when they looked at it.

You see, although Officer Costa is a woman, he is very powerful. He launched a decisive attack with the thunder and got things done in the shortest time. This is clearly an admirable example!

When the soldiers rushing into the Louvre spoke back the message that they were bringing out the target, the whole audience couldn't help but cheer and stood up to applaud. No matter how Officer Costa got up or how he seized power, at least he was doing things beautifully.

The President, who is far away in the Elysee Palace, is also paying attention to the news about the Louvre. He was relieved to learn that the matter was solved so simply. The forced change of generals can actually make the media boast about the achievements made by His Excellency the President's British commander.

Even Director Busket, who had just been seized from power, was quite surprised. After all, being able to get things done quickly was the greatest success. He was wondering if he was really incompetent when he was hunched for hours?

The joyful situation can be seen from the expression. The media photographed with telephoto lenses in the distance are thinking about sending successful praise manuscripts.

Just as Officer Costa stomped his feet and vented his stress, a crisp sound of broken glass came from the radio, followed by a heart-wrenching scream and scream.

"Kill it, kill the dog."

"Shoot, shoot!"

"Help, who will save me, my throat..."

A panic yelled and scolded from the radio, followed by a bang of gunfire, a large number of noisy shouts and dying help filled the channel, and the orders of the commanders on the scene to mobilize troops were completely covered.

What happened?

Everyone felt their hearts tight, their throats dry, their foreheads sweated, and their heads buzzed. The situation at the scene seemed to have taken a 180-degree turn, but no one knew what was going on?

The "Pigspider" hurried to the radio and shouted at the officer responsible for the front line, "What happened? Report to me immediately."

Major Philip of the Foreign Legion responded quickly, "I have sent reinforcements to the second floor on the west side, and the soldiers seem to report that a vicious dog jumped in from the window. I am on the way."

When she heard it was a dog, the "poisonous spider" calmed down again. She even cursed in her heart: Can you guys look like a little? A dog makes you yell on the radio. It's really a shame for France!

However, the team of soldiers responsible for the arrest on the front line kept screaming. They were either shooting till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till

In fact, when Major Philip led his team to the west side of the second floor, he really saw a team of soldiers retreating in a hurry. To be precise, a team of defeated soldiers, most of them had sputtering blood on their bodies, and they were dragging a few wounded men who kept howling, and they looked embarrassed and seemed to have suffered a big defeat.

"Did you encounter an ambush?" Major Philip was shocked when he saw this scene.

"No, it's a dog. It's very fast and extremely fierce. It attacked us at close range. Our people were crowded together and could not fight at all. The gun pointed at all. The dog bit many of us wantonly to death."

A soldier was about to cry loudly. He took off his gas mask and tried to take a good breath, but immediately cried louder because of the existence of tear gas.

Is there anything wrong?

Is it really a dog that defeated a squad's infantry? No, this is the remaining squad, and the amount of losses is still uncertain.

Under the cover of more than a dozen soldiers, Major Philip poked his head out from the corner on the west side. He saw blood on the beach, as well as wounded people who fell to the ground and twitched bodies that no longer twitched.

Virgin Mary!

Major Philip couldn't believe his eyes. The pools of blood were so shocking that he, a professional soldier who had been abroad for a long time and had been leading the war, was afraid.

But no matter how afraid it is, the regular army cannot be defeated by a dog.

"Follow me, we are foreign legions." The soldiers' sense of honor did not allow Major Philip to hesitate and cowardly. He walked in front with a Farmas rifle, followed by a group of soldiers willing to charge with the commander.

As they approached the killing field, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Many injured soldiers fell to the ground and asked the major for help. Immediately someone dragged them down for treatment. The major continued to move forward and waved his hands to pay attention to multiple directions.

There was only low and dense sound of footsteps at the scene, everyone's heartbeat became thumping, and their eyes kept scanning any suspicion. And just as they approached the place where the killing began, Major Philip saw the broken window, and then saw the target person leaning against the window and coughing constantly.

The target was in a bad state, and it seemed that his lungs were about to fly out. There was also a dog covered in blood, holding a gas mask and oxygen bottle to his owner.

The dog handed the gas mask to the owner, and immediately turned around and rushed forward when he heard the footsteps behind him. It was indeed fierce, but how could the regular army be afraid of a dog? Not to mention a foreign legion known for its bravery.

Major Philip and the soldiers around him immediately fired their guns, and hundreds of bullets gushed out under the thud and thud gunshots. But the agility of the evil dog seemed to pass through the gaps between bullets. It jumped left and right and was very fast, and in the blink of an eye it rushed to the leading major.

A bloody mouth suddenly opened...
Chapter completed!