Chapter 519 (1/2)
In the Empire Hotel, Carmen put his mobile phone on the table, picked up his glass and walked back to the French window. Out of the window, the night was already heavy. Looking at the reflection of himself on the French window and the street decorated with police lights, he grinned.
The bright red wine shakes, adds a touch of cruelty to that smile.
Armored vehicles loaded with special police officers flashed away from the receiver, and helicopters circled low above Munich.
The door to the presidential suite opened.
Johnson, in a black suit, came in and gently closed the door.
”The actor has left.”
”Not bad.”
His fingers tapped the glass rhythmically, and Carmen seemed to be in some kind of thinking.
Johnson, standing behind him, held his breath and waited for his order.
”Johnson.”
Johnson puffed up his chest and was ready to take command.
”Yes
However, to his surprise, his boss did not immediately give him any orders, but said with great significance.
”Munich is an interesting place.”
Carmen's words puzzled Johnson and looked at his boss inquisitively.
As if seeing Johnson's confusion from the reflection of the French window, Carmen chuckled.
”Johnson, you served in the French foreign corps, didn't you?”
”Yes, boss.” Johnson said in a deep voice.
”What's the closest view you've ever seen to hell?” Carmen whispered.
Johnson thought carefully about the boss's question and replied a moment later.
”In 2008, Haiti was violent. Our platoon followed the peacekeeping forces to Haiti. Their mission is to maintain local order, while ours is to rescue the French diplomats trapped in the embassy. When we left the city, we were attacked by the armed opposition They are regular troops, and they think of us as an international aid organization that delivers food. In a country that overthrew 15 presidents in 72, there's no sense. Our commander is also decisive. There was no verbal communication. They opened fire first, and we immediately returned fire. They're blocking us. We're going out. ”
”How many people died?” Carmen asked lightly.
Johnson shook his dark skull.
”That operation is not on file. I only remember a lot of people falling down at the scene.”
Neither of them cared about death. But at the moment, the face reflected in the red wine cup is written with a layer of cruelty.
”Is that the hell you've seen? It's too small. ” Carmen grinned.
Johnson shrugged. ”In modern war, many people can't die.”
”Is it?”
Carmen left the French window and put the red wine on the precious mahogany table.
”The city is fortunate to witness history again. Johnson, remember what I said today. And the Rothschild family's decision today is to prevent the advent of hell. ”
”As you wish.” Johnson nodded.
”Besides. You do something for me
At his boss's orders, Johnson immediately changed his serious look and set himself on the right track.
”At your command.”
”There is a fish in the net. You can remove it for me.”
”Who?”