I'm a spy in the film

The room fell into silence. Everyone was thinking about their own things silently. The soft night breeze blew the window screens, allowing the bright moonlight to shine on everyone.

"What's that sound? Did you hear it?" Bourne suddenly asked.

Just now, the girl behind him tapped his back, pointed at her ears, and then pointed out the window, indicating that there was some sound outside.

Bourne pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while. There was a buzzing sound. At first it was very faint and almost inaudible, but when he listened carefully, the sound became louder and louder until...

Banning stood up from the ground, walked quickly to the window, and listened attentively. After a while, his expression changed drastically and he cursed: "These damn politicians, they sent helicopters, aren't they afraid that the enemy has anti-aircraft weapons? They simply don't take the lives of soldiers seriously!"

The faces of the people in the room also turned ugly. Roma knew that Banning had served in the special forces under General Hawke, and he had great confidence in his judgment, so he immediately said:

"Something must have happened that we don't know about. Tim, contact Director Jacobs immediately to find out what's going on. Banning, Bourne, go up to the rooftop from the east and west sides respectively to see if the enemy has anti-aircraft weapons. If so, destroy them! Protect the safety of the reinforcements!"

"Yes!" x2

Banning was most familiar with the geography of the White House. He originally wanted to go to the farthest East Building, but Bourne persuaded him by giving priority to speed and let him go up the nearest West Building stairs first.

Turning around, Bourne comforted the girl who looked a little uneasy, touched her little head, and asked her to stay here to protect the three wounded. Although the girl was reluctant, she nodded to show that she would obey Bourne's arrangement.

Looking at the determined look in the girl's big lake blue eyes, Bourne's heart moved. It seemed that something was wrong when he touched the girl just now.

Gently peeling back the girl's messy hair, Bourne was shocked to find that where the ears should have been, there were fluffy animal ears!

what!

Beast-eared girl!

Without having time to touch it a few more times to feel the feel, Bourne suppressed his curiosity and was about to run outside. However, the doubts in his heart became stronger and stronger: How many such strange things are there in this world!

But when he was about to leave, Roma called him: "Wait a minute, Bourne."

Then he looked at Tim and said, "Tim, give the phone to Bourne. If you find any situation, contact Jacobs immediately. There is no signal here, so it's useless for us to hold it."

That makes sense, but why didn't you give it to Banning just now?

Seeing the puzzled looks in everyone's eyes, Loma explained weakly, "There are four people on the other end of the phone who have the authority to answer the call. In addition to Director Jacobs, Chief of Staff Craig just had a quarrel with Banning, Deputy Director of the National Security Agency Raymond Lowe is Director Jacobs's opponent, and Speaker of the House Burr was publicly..."

Roma didn't finish his last sentence, but everyone understood what he meant:

Now, the higher-ups know full well that there are their own people in the White House, but they still let the troops attack without issuing any reconnaissance orders. This kind of situation might be fine for others, but Banning, who has served in the special forces, would definitely be angry. However, three of the four people who have the right to answer the phone now have grudges against him. If there really is any special situation, Banning's report to his superiors will not only be ineffective, but may also become a reason for him to be blamed in the future.

I'm afraid Banning also realized this, so he didn't ask Roma for the phone before leaving, but left the opportunity to report to Bourne. In this way, as the FBI, Bourne has nothing to do with today's events. Even if something happens in the future, Bourne will only have the credit and will not take the blame.

After realizing this, Bourne nodded, "Okay, I understand, take care!" Then he turned and left.

"Oh, I hope this attack goes smoothly," Tim sighed, and looked at Roma worriedly, wondering how long his injury could last. Roma did not tell him and Jones about Bourne's ability.

"Humph, what Banning said is right. Those high-ranking politicians only care about their status and the power in their hands. Soldiers are just numbers in their eyes." Jones was indignant. He pointed to the bullet-hole in his knee and said dejectedly: "I will retire after this incident. I didn't expect that my career would end here!"

Roma didn't say anything. His condition was similar. Even if his injuries healed, he would probably have to retire from the Presidential Guard.

Tim suddenly said, "Not necessarily. Have you heard of Moreco Biotech? I heard they provide customized organ cloning services!"

……

In the silent corridor, a black figure rushed through the offices at an extremely fast speed, running towards the target location.

Since he acquired the fusion-level leg skills, although the agility value on the attribute panel has not changed, Bourne clearly feels that his running speed has increased significantly. At the same time, the noise caused by running has also been much smaller. No matter whether it is a wooden floor or a smooth marble floor, as long as Bourne is willing, his footsteps can be as light and silent as a cat.

Bypassing two enemy patrols, Bourne finally arrived at the location of the elevator leading to the rooftop on the west side of the tower as Loma said.

The defense here is not tight. There are only three guards who are surrounding a multi-pipe organ-like device and debugging something.

Is this the enemy’s air defense weapon?

Although he had never seen this kind of weapon, adhering to the principle that what the enemy wants to do is what I want to destroy, Bourne took out the SIG Sauer P320 that Tim gave him. This was the only weapon among the few people with a silencer, which was just right for this kind of sneak attack from behind.

"puff"

A gangster facing Bourne was shot first, before his two companions could make any move.

"puff puff"

Two more gunshots were heard, and the two guys with their backs to Bourne followed in the footsteps of their companions.

"Puff puff!"

Bourne shot each of the three fallen men once more, then came to the anti-aircraft weapon on the elevator and examined it carefully.

"Nine-headed dragon!"

Bourne read out the nameplate on the side, thought for a moment, took out his cell phone and took a picture of the elevator, then took a few more pictures of the ammunition boxes scattered on the ground and the ammunition inside, and sent them out.

Soon, the phone rang. As soon as the call was connected, an anxious woman's voice came out:

"Banning, where did these pictures come from?"

"I took this photo from the elevator on the west side of the second floor of the White House."

The other party's voice immediately became stern: "Who are you and why is the phone in your hand? Where is Banning? Let him answer the phone!"

"Excuse me ma'am, who are you?" Bourne frowned.

"I'm Lynne Jacobs, director of the Secret Service. Where is Banning?" the other party pressed on.

"I'm Bern Lee, an intern agent at the New York branch of the FBI. My work number is xxx. I'm now in front of the elevator on the second floor of the west wing of the White House. Banning has gone to the east wing. The phone was given to me by Roma. They are not able to move around easily, so they are still waiting in a hidden place."

"Bourne?"

A series of low-pitched commands and replies came from the other end of the line. Bourne could only vaguely hear: "There is such a person. He came to Washington this morning with..., home..., to confirm again, it is very important..."

Bourne didn't have the patience to wait any longer, because at this time, heavy footsteps were heard in the corridor outside. The sound was not from Banning or Roma and the others who were wearing leather shoes, but definitely from the terrorists wearing military boots.