"There is no virus that is not fatal and does not spread!"

Chief Chadley cursed secretly, but still had no intention of giving a stop order.??

How could these wizards behave like those scientists, and they would occasionally create a highly contagious virus? As the front-line commander, Chadley has a deep understanding of such things.

Viruses, their dangers are beyond doubt.

On the battlefield, they have huge lethality, and in cities, the effect they can exert is greater than that on the battlefield, and it is not impossible to destroy a city.

Although the target is a wizard, with unconventional means and natural magic that they cannot understand, he is still an ordinary person who has not been trained.

I'm afraid the target is not clear. Since she released the virus, there has been no possibility of relief from both.

Grab the other party, force the antidote, and until the virus is wiped out.

Apart from this, there is no other possibility between them. Because the virus is too terrible, they will not let Josie go and choose to believe it, and they can only seize her path.

Otherwise, no one can bear this responsibility.

Chadley cursed in his heart, the target is still too young, and even if there is hope for negotiation, there is no last chance of possibility after the virus is released.

It is impossible for me to let her go first, and then I put my hope on the antidote of the virus left in exchange. Once that is not the real antidote, the responsibility for the spread of the virus will fall on me.

"Keep the virus, the third and fourth teams follow! Catch her at all costs!"

Chadley gritted his teeth and immediately gave the final order. He pulled his backhand from his waist, grabbed the gas mask, and then slapped it on his face.

He wasn't sure if these things were useful to magic viruses, but they were better than nothing.

Chadley's movements clearly expressed his decision. With his movements, Josie, who was being besieged, seemed to be really panicked.

"You can't do this!" she yelled.

"Let me go! Otherwise, the virus will spread rapidly and no one can stop you!"

Chadley took out an anesthesia gun and began to personally press the formation. With the final order issued, all the assault teams began to move closer. In the blink of an eye, the encirclement was narrowed to the distance face to face.

"Catch you and you can get an inhibitor." Chadley said with a gloomy look.

"The incubation period of the virus is less than half an hour!"

Seeing the last moment, Josie's face began to become ferocious, "Believe me, if you don't let me go, I will never give you inhibitors in the next half an hour."

"All people who are infected with the virus will be buried with me."

Qiao Xi is not stupid. Obviously, if she is caught, the inhibitor will sooner or later come to the other party's hands. She has no confidence to be able to handle it, such as torture, coercion, and seduction. Qiao Xi cannot imagine this.

Therefore, the explosion period of this potion is very fast, less than half an hour, and there is not much time left for the other party, and maybe it can't even transfer her.

Chadley's offensive was obviously a downturn, but he deserved to be the guy who could sacrifice Rowan and still chose to complete the task. After hesitating for half a second, he became decisive and determined again.

"I believe your mouth is probably not as hard as you believe." He said coldly.

"First Team!"

At this time, the special forces members had completely surrounded Josie. With Chadley's order, several special-structured rifles suddenly sounded, and two large nets splashed out one after another, hanging directly on Josie's body.

"Si——!"

These two nets are made of special materials and have currents that can cause paralysis but not fatal.

Almost instantly, Josie fell to the ground by the electric current covering her body. At the same time, the surrounding special forces team members did not need Chadley to order again, and three anesthetics hit Josie.

In the blink of an eye, the entire battle suddenly changed, and Qiao Qian turned from still struggling to support her, and directly became the other party's prisoner.

Chadley also strode from behind at this time. He pushed the soldiers around him away and came directly to Josie. He removed the power grid that had lost power and grabbed her with her broken collar.

"Little bitch! You'd better hand over the inhibitor obediently, otherwise when you wake up, you won't be as gentle as me."

After saying that, he directly injected a tube of anesthetic into Josie's neck, then slammed it hard on her lower abdomen, and then she fainted, fell to the ground, and threw it aside again.

"take away!"

Chadley snorted coldly and said to the soldiers around him.

The battle seemed to have come to an end here. At least one of the two sides of the battle had completely lost their ability to resist, but for Chadley, now is the real beginning of trouble.

After all, according to what Josie said, the virus she left behind was a fatal existence.

The unconscious Josie was locked in electromagnetic handcuffs and was wrapped in a military vehicle by two soldiers. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chadley called a confidant.

"The destination has changed. Go to the nearest safe house. We won't go back to the base."

"Sir Chief Pavilion..."

"Don't be silly." Chadley glared, "We only have half an hour, and we don't dare to gamble whether that one is real or not."

"It's too late to go to the base, and the helicopter will take at least twenty minutes. We'll have to ask for the antidote now."

"By the way." Chadley added again, holding the trustee who was about to leave, "Call me an experienced interrogator. I want to let this little bitch tell all the positions she likes in the shortest time."

Looking at his subordinates leaving, Chadley touched his nose.

Even though he was experienced, he couldn't help but feel a little sweaty at this time. Most of his mission experience was in the enemy area, and the civilians there could not be considered human beings.

And here is New York, the metropolis of the United States.

Chadley couldn't imagine what the virus would really explode. He would face. He never took the initiative to contact General Sorozo and even asked the liaison officer to deliberately ignore it, just because he was afraid of hearing bad news.

If the task is completed smoothly, at least he will have the credit and room for maneuver.

The soldiers were all very fast, and the battlefield had been cleaned up within three minutes. If it weren't for the single control left by the ruins everywhere and the rain of bullets, it would be impossible to see that there had been a great war here.

Of course, the most conspicuous huge forbidden sign and cartoon ghost in the sky are still hanging there. Since the beginning of the battle, it has no other changes, but the color is getting darker and darker.

This thing hangs high in the sky, and I'm afraid it can be seen in the whole of New York.

But Chadley had no good idea about this. Besides, it was not up to him to do so. I'm afraid he would need to leave it to General Sorozo for a headache.

What's more, if it keeps being peaceful, then it's no big deal. Just say it's magic, some kind of technology used to spin movies, can be pushed onto anything, and even Chadley can come up with a lot of things at will.

This is not a problem.

What is really fatal is the existence of the virus.

Fortunately, the target has been successfully captured, and it depends on the interrogator next. Chadley doesn't believe that even if an ordinary girl becomes a wizard, her mouth can be hard.

Of course, it is not ruled out that she may have some kind of magic as a backup plan.

Thinking of this, Chadley's mood became worse. His brows frowned a little more, and then he grabbed a car and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, a noise suddenly came from the front. Chadley frowned and immediately strode over and said loudly.

"What's going on!?"

"General Chadley, you're here just right."

As soon as he approached, he heard a somewhat strange voice, cold, gentle, strange and familiar, as if it had a magic that made people feel good.

"Explain it to them quickly." The voice said.

Chadley ignored the voice, but pushed away the soldiers in front of him, strode to everyone, and asked slowly in a calm voice, "Who are you?"

It can be said that Chadley is very annoyed now. Every minute of time is very precious, and there are still people who are slapping in front of him.

"I am a missionary, but don't remember it as a pastor or a priest." Chadley saw clearly the person who was talking. He was a short guy standing in front of him, and although he was dressed like a missionary, he looked more like a mafia no matter how he looked at it.

He took the hat off his head, took it in his hand and turned it back, and continued, "I'm here to tell you that you can't take this person away, and you'll give her to us."

"This is the order of General Sorozo directly under him, and this is his secret letter. If you don't believe it, you can also call and confirm it yourself."

Chadley frowned.

The two people in front of them were very strange, one called themselves a missionary, but more like a short mafia, and another very thin young man, just like a little guy who had just walked out of the university campus.

But they were in accordance with General Sorozo's orders.

This annoyed Chadley. Things have been going very well. Although there are some twists and turns, they are still within their control.

At this moment, two guys suddenly appeared and wanted to take away the target person directly, saying that it was General Sorozo's order.

Why didn't he know that under the general's direct command, there were two such people who were not like four people, whose qualities were not like those who had received training.

Neither like FBI nor I, nor I am a member of the army.

What's even more strange is that I actually felt that what he said made sense.

As an excellent commander, Chadley visited the front line countless times. Although he did not receive special training like FBI and Agents, he was also very sensitive to certain potions and hypnosis that could produce illusions. He immediately noticed something wrong.

Shaking his head hard, he took a step back, hid behind the soldier, and then made a slight gesture to the contact staff next to him.

"I need to confirm it." He said to the other party.

"Of course." The missionary made a gesture of invitation, "but before that, I hope you can hand over the target to me, at least to control her."

"What?" Chadley was stunned, and then he heard the missionary's implication, "Why?!"

"Because the goal is dangerous." The preacher's voice was still peaceful, and there seemed to be a hint of unquestionableness in the calm.

"Impossible." Chadley denied directly, "She has been controlled. In fact, if it weren't for you to stop us, we would have started interrogating the other party about the virus."

All Chadley's plans are based on the premise that the goal is caught and Josie is already under control.

If Josie still has room for resistance, it not only means that she can still resist, but also means that all this is under her control. She is not afraid of this roundup or even capture.
To be continued...