Osmond hung up the video call.

"What's going on?"

"Our base is destroyed!" Aqil said concisely.

Osmond's expression froze.

"Destroyed? How is it possible! How is this possible! My base is invulnerable! An iron bucket! No one can destroy my base!"

Aqil held the remote control and pointed it at the screen on the wall.

The image of the base before its destruction gradually appeared on the screen. In addition, there was also an image from above.

After seeing Base No. 1 being blown away by a huge wave, Osmond finally couldn't sit still and jumped up from his chair.

"How is this possible! They! How did they do this? Do we have their undercover agents among our people?"

Osmond tried hard to restrain himself from getting angry. He stood in front of the screen with his hands on his hips and his face was ashen.

My proudest piece of art has been destroyed, and my mood is on the verge of exploding.

Just like if a building built by ordinary people using playing cards was deliberately destroyed, everyone would be in an explosive state of mind!

Osmond didn't get angry and was already under control!

The muscles in his cheeks squirmed. Osmond scratched his forehead with his fingers and asked again, "How did they do it?"

Aqil said, "Based on the only remaining pictures, it can be inferred that they dug a hole in the ground and poured in flammable gas. They overturned the first and second floors of the base directly from the inside. The No. 3 and No. 4 Ultimate

The soldiers and a dozen super soldiers are dead."

Osmond suddenly laughed.

Standing at the floor-to-ceiling window, looking outside, hands on hips, laughter gradually grew louder.

Upon seeing this, Aqil understood that his boss was in urgent need of venting his anger.

Clicked on a console.

Several plump beauties with blond hair, blue eyes and long legs came in from outside.

Osmond grabbed a woman's hair and pushed the beauty to kneel in front of him.

"I'm very angry now!"

Osmond turned his head and looked at Aqil.

"I'm very interested in him now! I want to live!"

Aqil nodded, leaned over, and walked outside.

....

Wang Han sat on the roof of the car, watching the ragged and skinny hostages being rescued one after another.

Pressing the headphones, "Ron, how's it going over there?"

"The last one is still unsolved. It seems to be true."

Wang Han popped a candy into his mouth.

"Where is the person?"

"Marseille!" said Ron.

Wang Han helped a scrawny old man up, "The specific location and next movements!"

After a long time, Ron spoke.
Chapter completed!