"Flag, come in by yourself, Luke, go to the opposite room, Catherine is there." The door opened quickly, and Robert's voice came out.
Hearing this voice, Flagg was startled, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes: "You..."
The two agents behind Flagg looked at their boss with suspicion.
Flagg tried to calm down and ordered, "You all wait outside."
The two agents noticed a gesture from Flagg and relaxed as well.
That is a gesture indicating safety and no abnormal conditions.
The door is closed.
Outside the passage, Luke shrugged and said, "Please do as you please." Then he opened the door opposite.
The two agents looked at each other and smiled helplessly: Being a subordinate is so hard.
Inside the house, Robert and Flagg were standing in the living room.
Flagg slowly straightened his clothes, stood up straight, raised his hand and saluted: "Hello, sir! Rick Flagg, a member of the B34 team, reports to you."
Robert was silent for a moment, then stood up and returned the greeting.
After the ceremony, Flagg continued, "It's great to see you again. I always thought you..."
Robert motioned for him to sit down and said, "You are not stupid. You know the department's conventions, right?"
Flag smiled bitterly in his heart: How do I know whether you are really retiring or the code name on paper is dead
In their system, not many people know whether many people are dead or alive.
And not many people know how those who died died.
That's why he was so surprised to see Robert.
He always thought that Robert, who was in his prime at the time, was probably killed by some bigwigs, or at worst was sent to perform some fatal mission, otherwise he would not have retired early.
Now, Robert is actually alive and well and can even travel on a cruise
Flagg didn't know what to say about how the day went.
Robert has never been a person who would procrastinate. Looking at Flagg, he said directly: "This time, I want you to take out all of Luke. Can you do it?"
Flagg was silent for a moment, but still nodded: "No problem, but you and him..."
Robert: “He’s my child.”
Flag smiled bitterly: "No wonder..."
Robert looked at his expression and asked, "What else did he do?"
As a result, Flagg had a conflicted expression and said nothing.
Robert sneered: "Okay, I know you are the one who follows the rules the most, so you can survive until now, go and do your thing."
Flagg smiled bitterly and stood up: "Thank you for your understanding, sir."
Robert also stood up, a little impatient: "Okay, don't say you know me once you leave this door. I'm a retired person."
Flagg remained silent, muttering to himself: Yes, in some red archive that is said to not exist, your blackened material should be gathering dust there.
After sending Flagg away, Luke returned to the room with Catherine.
Looking at Robert, he asked, "Old colleague?"
Robert curled his lips: "What are you thinking about? I have been retired for more than ten years, and he was still breastfeeding more than ten years ago."
Luke: "Flag must be over 30 years old."
Robert: "He looks old, isn't that right?"
Luke shrugged, "Okay, fine."
He could see that Robert didn't want to talk about anything related to Flagg.
He turned to Catherine and smiled, "The FBI is here, are you still going to continue your trip?"
Catherine thought about it and shook her head: "Forget it, let's travel on land after the cruise ship docks."
Robert: …
Luke: …
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Luke went to open it and saw an agent whispering to him, "Captain Flagg needs your help."
Luke said "oh" and turned to look at Robert. After getting a nod in response from Robert, he walked out the door.
Soon they reached the rear deck. When Flagg saw him coming, he just greeted him and asked, "I need to go over the details again. Do you understand?"
Luke nodded.
Just now he was the one talking and Flagg was listening. Now it was Flagg's turn to ask and he would answer.
Most of the inquiries are of this type.
However, Flagg's problem mainly lies with the gangsters, the middle-aged man held hostage by the gangsters, and the secret special forces that came later.
Unfortunately, these guys were all eaten by the giant octopus, so it was difficult for Flagg to directly confirm their identities. He could only roughly judge the forces these people belonged to based on Luke's description.
On the rear deck, a group of people led by Flagg were wearing protective clothing, cutting up the giant tentacle and then packing them into large boxes.
The tentacle was huge, but more than thirty of the people brought by Flagg were busy there, and the remaining half were responsible for vigilance.
Passengers and crew on the cruise ship were informed that there were dangerous items on the deck that needed to be handled and were confined to the lobby below.
Except for a few overly curious guys who were blocked by the defending soldiers, everything was still under control.
Of course, this is also related to the reputation of American soldiers.
American soldiers are not the people's protectors. On the contrary, they are usually dispatched to suppress disasters. For example, during a hurricane in the United States in the last life, the soldiers drove armored vehicles into the disaster area.
Their duty is to maintain order, not to rescue disaster victims.
Similarly, on this cruise ship they only need to maintain order and are not responsible for the safety of tourists' lives. They have not had this obligation since the first day they joined the army.
The group of people in protective suits were still carefully collecting something on the deck, and many of them were lying on the ground.
Luke knew what they were looking for, that unknown red liquid substance.
This thing attracted the gangsters to hijack the cruise ship, attracted the special forces' desperate attack, and finally attracted a monster-level strange giant octopus. It was the core of the incident.
A professional like Flagg spotted the key point immediately.
The people in protective suits who were searching for scattered red liquids on that circle of deck were extremely careful. They divided the search into small areas and slowly searched from the edge to the middle, conducting a dragnet-style inspection to ensure that no suspected liquid was missed.
Their speed can't be increased.
Even the large tentacles on the other side were cut into pieces, packed and sent to the seaplane, while this side was still slowly searching the deck.
Suddenly, Flagg's intercom rang: "Captain, two planes are coming."
If the agent can inform Flagg, then the two planes are not at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
Luke had heard the movement.
Amid the roar, the two behemoths were slowing down and approaching the cruise ship.
Their rear hatches were already opened, and then several large black shadows were dropped from the air.
Luke glanced at Flagg and said, "It looks like there are more people than you."
Flagg said nothing.
Those are two C5 Galaxy transport planes, aerial giants that can carry nearly three hundred soldiers at a time.