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Chapter 982 Deep Underground

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    In the deepest command and control room of the underground base, the leader of this group of mercenaries has received information that someone is trying to forcefully attack the entrance.  "How many people are there? Tell them that we have hostages on our hands!" the mercenary leader shouted, "Let the people above hold on."

    "I'm afraid the second team can't stand it anymore. The team leader was shot dead, and the rest are already retreating into the tunnel." Another mercenary replied in a low voice.

    "Asshole! Why don't you send someone more useful to guard the entrance?!" The mercenary leader had the urge to shoot him - the damned weakling and coward almost killed all of them!

    "Sir, the one guarding there is the second team." The mercenary said helplessly.  He also didn't expect that the always strong second team would be beaten and fled.  It is said that the number of opponents is not large.

    The mercenary couldn't help but glance at the monitoring screen.  On the monitoring screen in the underground base, he could clearly see the thick smoke rising from the entrance of the base. The red blood stains and corpses on the snow made him feel palpitated.  Lin Rui and Yelena have already passed the first security line.  The entrance guard post has been cleared, leaving several mercenary corpses in the snow.

    A mercenary covered one eye and his entire head with a bandage, and ran back with his face covered in smoke.  "By God," he said, "we've been raided, sir." He approached the command room.

    "What's the situation? How many people are there on the other side? What kind of army is it?!" The mercenary leader grabbed him and asked.

    "I-I'm not sure, the captain is dead." The mercenary said nervously, "They said there shouldn't be many people, but they are too powerful."

    "Who's in charge there now? I fucking need to know what's going on!" the mercenary leader said sternly.

    "Someone attacked us at the entrance with all their strength. There were only two of them, but they were very efficient and terrifying. They destroyed the guard post we set up at the entrance, took over the entrance, and now they have penetrated into the base." The mercenary said nervously.  , "I think the rest of our second team were killed - I'm not entirely sure."

    "We have two soldiers back." Another mercenary came over and turned his head away to look at the billowing black smoke and flames on the monitor screen. "They have controlled the entrance. I can see clearly this time. They only have two soldiers."  personal."

    "What? Only two people defeated your team of more than a dozen people? I don't understand! Are you all idiots? And you! Fincher, try the radio again. If you can connect to the satellite communication channel, call  Negotiate with the Russians and ask them to stop all actions immediately. Tell them that we have hostages and weapons in our hands," the mercenary leader said angrily.

    "Okay, sir." The mercenary in charge of communications replied.

    The injured mercenary asked: "Sir, can we call for help outside and ask for assistance? Sir."

    "It's useless." The mercenary leader replied, "Russian troops are everywhere now. The reason why they haven't attacked us yet is because of the hostages here and the large amount of nuclear waste and nuclear warheads. As long as we control these  , they didn¡¯t dare to act rashly. The two guys who infiltrated were probably the special team they sent to rescue the hostages.¡±

    The mercenary's face darkened, and he just tightened his grip on the rifle.

    Fencher, the mercenary in charge of communications, handed the microphone to the mercenary leader.  "Sir, the satellite communication channel cannot be connected. The signal is blocked by them. We cannot actively contact them, nor can we contact our people."

    And then there was dead silence.

    The mercenary leader looked at him and said, "Damn Russians, they have blocked all information. The purpose of not allowing us to contact the outside world is to retain the last resort of force."

    "You mean they will ignore the safety of the hostages and these nuclear materials?" A mercenary whispered.

    "That's what they're going to do if they have no choice. No one knows there's a hostage here, and they're going to completely destroy the place. And then claim it was a small incident. All the truth will be buried. We are  In the underground nuclear testing base in the Arctic Ocean. Even if something happens, no one knows." The mercenary leader lowered his voice.

    "Sir, the radio transceiver is working normally," the mercenary in charge of communications said, "but it still cannot receive calls from the satellite channel." He licked his lips uneasily, "However, there seems to be a dedicated line for a submarine optical cable.  Signal access.¡±

    The mercenary leader perked up and said, "Get in, right away!" Then he looked up at the screen and said softly, "Damn it, they better agree to our request."

    The signal on the screen was very stable. It was a woman in business attire. She said slowly, "I??Palmina, from the Russian Federal Security Service.  I think you should feel the need to talk about it now.  "

    "Your call came at the right time." The mercenary leader shrugged, "We have hostages in our hands, several tactical nuclear warheads, and a large amount of nuclear waste that has been stored underground."

    "No need to talk nonsense, we know what kind of bargaining chip you have in your hands." Palmina smiled slightly, "Let's just talk about it, what do you want in exchange?"

    "Our employer requires you to release several imprisoned special prisoners." The mercenary leader shrugged.  "In return, I will release the scientific researchers in the base. Otherwise, we will all die together. You know, it has been almost a week. Your people still cannot break in. Our patience is gradually running out."

    "We will not negotiate with extremists. You have forty-eight hours to consider surrendering, otherwise our people will take drastic measures." Palmina said forcefully.

    "Don't you need these hostages anymore?" the mercenary leader gritted his teeth, "And the nuclear waste. Once we blow up the storage tank, you know exactly what will happen."

    "Russia has many excellent scientific researchers. Moreover, nuclear waste is stored nearly four hundred meters underground. Even if a small amount of radioactive material leaks, we are capable of handling such a level of low-level pollution. But you will be the first victims,  Exposed to severe nuclear radiation, you eventually died in pain. You are really the stupidest group of people I have ever seen." Palmina said calmly.

    The mercenary leader said angrily, "Then give it a try! I know you have sent people to sneak in. That's why you are so confident! I want to see how capable the two people you sent are!"

    "Whatever you say, surrendering directly is your only way out. As for those hostages, the best outcome is to not lose them. But if it comes to the point where there is no choice, anyone can be sacrificed. Don't think that we can take  You can't help it, you should understand this." Palmina said coldly.  Then the communication signal was interrupted and the screen went dark.

    "This damn Russian stinky bitch!!!" The mercenary leader slammed the communicator on the table, "Everyone should be more vigilant and be sure to keep an eye on those hostages!"

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