Of course, William would not tell Christmas that it was his bad taste. He wanted to recruit the guys he liked in the movies from his previous life. With this group of people as his subordinates, William felt that it was interesting.
"I need you to report to me in London tomorrow. Is that okay? And Christmas, you don't need me to read the confidentiality clause to you, right?" William asked with a smile.
"No, sir. People like us have confidentiality clauses even after we retire. Sir, I'll go book a ticket now and report to you in London tomorrow. See you tomorrow, sir," Christmas said quickly.
"Very good, soldier. You better find a good reason to keep this meeting a secret," William ordered.
"Yes, sir. I'll be careful. Don't worry."
"Then I'll see you in London tomorrow night. Wear a baseball cap and have a copy of The Times in your hand. See you on London Bridge at 7 pm."
"Understood. Baseball cap and The Times. See you tomorrow, sir." Christmas politely waited for William to hang up before hanging up.
After hanging up the phone, Christmas, who was in New York, cursed loudly. He was really confused. He had retired for more than three years and was now 33 years old. Why would someone from the British Military Intelligence Bureau come looking for him? And this b * stard even used his family to threaten him. He was going to teach this b * stard a lesson when he saw him tomorrow and let him know that he was not someone to be bullied.
At worst, he would quit being a mercenary and bring his family to America and find a normal job.
Christmas did not know that his cursing was heard by Barney, who had just come out of the bar to look for him.
However, Barney did not come out immediately. He waited for a few minutes before coming out. He asked Christmas, who was still angry, "Hey, buddy, what's wrong with you?"
Although Christmas was in a fit of anger, he did not want to drag Barney down with him. "It's nothing, Barney. Something happened in London. I have to catch a plane later. I'll come back to you when I'm done."
Barney saw that Christmas was in trouble but did not tell him. He held back his doubts and said, "Okay, buddy. Call me if you need anything. You know we're on the same team. Don't take it on yourself."
"Thanks, Barney. Don't worry, it's not a big deal. I can handle it." After saying that, he bumped fists with Barney and drove away in his motorcycle.
Barney returned to the bar a little worriedly. When the other members of the suicide squad saw that Barney was the only one back, Caesar asked, "Barney, where's Christmas? Why are you back alone? Thor is still waiting to compete with Christmas in throwing knives. We've already placed our bets."
Barney thought for a moment and replied, "Guys, I think Christmas might be in trouble. When I went out to call him just now, I heard him cursing after he hung up the phone. When I asked him, he wouldn't tell me. He said he had something to deal with in London, so he drove to the airport himself. Guys, we should go to London to help him. If there's nothing else, let's play in London.
Everyone nodded. "Okay, Barney. We're a team of death squads. Guys, we won't leave our comrades behind."
"That's right, Barney. We're on the same team."
"Yes, if anyone dares to mess with us, we'll kill them."
Just like that, the rest of the suicide squad followed Barney to their private plane. The suicide squad had a Grumman HU-16A Albatross seaplane. They didn't have to wait for a flight. They boarded the Albatross and flew directly to England. They arrived in London half a day earlier than Christmas, who was waiting for a flight. These guys put their weapons on the Albatross. After entering London, Barney ordered Caesar and Turnpike to go to the London airport to keep an eye on Christmas and see what happened to him. The others found two Land Rovers to follow him.
The next day, Christmas, who got off the plane, didn't know that he was followed by Caesar and Turnpike as soon as he got off the plane. They were all old buddies and knew Christmas's habits and abilities. They followed him from a distance and didn't let Christmas notice anything.
Christmas took a taxi to downtown London and checked into an ordinary hotel near the London Bridge. It was only 2 p.m., five hours before 7 p.m., enough for him to prepare.
Christmas decided to wait until he met the security chief. If his identity was real, he would find out why they were looking for him. If it was fake, Christmas decided to kill him and take his family to America.
Finally, it was almost 7 p.m. Christmas checked his equipment and walked out of the hotel toward the London Bridge.
As soon as Christmas left the hotel, Caesar, who was opposite the hotel, said into the walkie-talkie on his clothes, "Barney, Barney, Christmas is out. Christmas is out."
"Roger, Caesar. Follow him carefully and don't expose yourself. We still don't know who the enemy is. Looking at the direction Christmas is going, he should be at the London Bridge. Yin Yang, you and Turnpike drive to the other side of the London Bridge and wait. Watch out for suspicious people. Gunnar and I will wait on the other side of the bridge."
"Roger."
"Roger," Barney heard two replies.
Christmas walked onto the London Bridge at 7 p.m. wearing a baseball cap and holding the Times newspaper in his hand. He stood in the middle of the bridge and waited while looking at the Thames River.
My protagonist, William, was sitting on a bench not far from Christmas, looking at an artist painting the scenery of the Thames River on the bridge. He didn't even need to turn his head to look. With a sweep of his psychic power, he knew that Christmas was here. In his previous life, this guy was too famous. William recognized him at a glance. However, he was not in a hurry. He was guarding against the other members of the suicide squad.
He wasn't sure if the other members of the suicide squad would come. Fortunately, William was careful. After five minutes, he scanned the other side of the bridge with his psychic power and saw Yin Yang and Turnpike. Yin Yang was also very easy to recognize. In his previous life, there were not many people in China who didn't know Master Huang. Looking at Li Dada's face, William was reminded of Master Huang. One hand holding the Tiger and Crane Double Form, and the other hand holding the Foshan Shadowless Kick. Master Huang, you are so easy to recognize.
Since Master Huang and Turnpike were here, the first blood Barney must be here too. Sure enough, William didn't need to scan for long to find the other members of the suicide squad.
William scolded in his heart. Christmas didn't even care about the confidentiality clause.
However, when William scanned Christmas again, he didn't find a walkie-talkie on him. After thinking for a while, he understood. He scanned the other members of the suicide squad and found that they all had walkie-talkies, but Christmas didn't. It seemed that Christmas didn't tell the other members of the suicide squad.
He didn't know how Barney and the others found out. It was just like in the movies. This group of people was really friendly. They didn't tell Christmas and followed him to London unconditionally.
William took out the phone in his pocket and dialed Christmas's number. His phone was connected to the earpiece, so he didn't need to pick it up. Therefore, he wasn't afraid of being discovered by the suicide squad.
"Beep, beep" The phone rang a few times before Christmas answered.
"Hello, sir. I am already on the bridge. Sir, you are late. Did you have an accident?" Christmas asked doubtfully.
"No, Christmas, you violated our agreement. Your buddies are on the bridge. Buddy, you have crossed the line. Christmas, you better pray that God will bless you and let you escape from London. 88, soldier S 1967726." After saying that, William hung up the phone and turned it off.
Christmas looked at the hung up phone and was a little confused. He immediately called Barney. He was full of uneasiness now. Something was going to happen.
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