"We can't hold on!"

"General Sheffield, get out of here!"

"I won't let you down!"

"No, kids!"

"Sir, how long will we have to wait?"

"We've got ten or five casualties! We can't hold it anymore! ”

"I'm General Sheffield, go and save my men!"

"I'm sorry General, but we have been ordered not to enter enemy territory...... Sorry General, we can't go to war without a mandate from Congress......"

"Sir, they're not going to come to our rescue, are they?"

Sheffield carefully put his military hat on his head, solemnly arranged his military uniform, the countless medals on his chest shone brightly, and he walked to the podium with difficulty but very firm on crutches with tears in his eyes.

"Members of Congress and gentlemen of the Special Military Committee, I am here to protest! Serious protest against the unfair treatment suffered by the Marines! ”

"They have all sworn allegiance to the country and shed their blood on that land for the country, but you treat this as dung!"

"Tens of thousands of loyal and brave Marines were wiped out in the explosion, but what did they get?!"

In the face of Sheffield's impassioned, tear-jerking speech, the well-dressed politicians in the audience were expressionless, whispering to each other from time to time.

This indifferent scene deeply irritated Sheffield, and he wanted to pull out his gun and kill all the guys in front of him, and vent his hatred.

Sheffield's speech didn't play a role, those senators didn't have the patience to listen to him at all, this matter had already embarrassed the United States enough, Sheffield this guy jumped up and down everywhere, and was interviewed and criticized the United States government, which made many people unhappy.

So Sheffield, who had not yet scolded him, was thrown out by the Capitol Police and thrown outside the Houses of Parliament.

Just as Sheffield was sitting on the steps and crying bitterly, an extended Lincoln slowly stopped in front of him, and the door was opened by a black-clad bodyguard, and a person inside beckoned.

"General Sheffield, do you want to talk?"

When Sheffield got into the car, he watched a fat man with a big belly huddled in a suit opposite, almost breaking the expensive handmade suit.

The fat man picked up a silk handkerchief and wiped the oil stains on the corner of his mouth, threw it aside, and asked lightly: "General, do you want revenge?" ”

"Revenge?!" Sheffield froze for a moment, he wanted to take revenge on a fart, his subordinates were served by someone and became the commander of the light pole, what will he do in the future.

From a general with heavy troops and unlimited scenery, to a disabled veteran who has no one to care about, he has been neglected and ignored.

If you don't have no choice, you can beg everywhere like a beggar every day.

"Yes, revenge." The fat man accentuated his tone, "General, there is an opportunity in front of you now, are you willing to personally go and kill the culprit of the whole thing?" ”

"I'm just an old man, what's the matter?" Sheffield tapped his crutches mockingly.

"You are a general, and a general is meant to command soldiers." The fat man grinned, "Now is such an opportunity." ”

Sheffield's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "I do!" ”

"You can pick the right personnel as you see fit, and you'll get weapons, equipment, money, intelligence, and everything!" The fat man waved his hand and said very generously.

Sheffield quickly calmed down after being pleasantly surprised, he knew that there was no such free lunch in this world, and there must be a purpose for being so generous on the other side, "So what is the price?" ”

The car door was pulled open at this time, and a bodyguard looked at Sheffield coldly, motioning for him to get out of the car, and the fat man gave him a cold look, "You'll know." ”

In 2011, the Shadow Force was secretly formed.

In the winter of the same year, Makarov received a large amount of funding and equipment from the CIA, regained a foothold in the Hindu Kush, recruited a large number of men around the world, and prepared to fight Zakhaev.

In a city in Europa, Ethan Hunt was nervously holding the steering wheel, waiting for a convoy of prisoners to arrive, while his back compartment was crammed with a group of heavily armed terrorists.

When the armored vehicle escorting the felons passed, he slammed on the accelerator and crashed headlong into the armored car, directly into the river next to it.

Then he slammed the steering wheel, threw the terrorists in the back compartment into the street, turned the corner and drove away.

When Ethan Hunter was running on his motorcycle to avoid the police, there was no movement on his radio for a long time, so he felt a little strange and asked, "Did you catch him?" ”

"Well, Ethan......" said Benji with some hesitation, "someone got ahead of us and took Solomon Lane away. ”

"Waterfack!" Ethan Hunt's eyes darkened when he heard this.

Solomon Lane, who was wearing a hood, was fished out of the water and was stuffed into another car before he could react to what had happened, and the road was bumpy.

When the car stopped, Ryan was dragged out of the car, pinned onto a chair, and pulled off his hood.

Ryan couldn't open his eyes from the harsh sunlight, and he struggled to adapt to the light of day for a long time, and after a while he realized that a tall, handsome Asian man stood in front of him.

"Hello, Mr. Lane." Qin Rongshuai looked at this former MIA agent with a smile on his face, and he was also one of the leaders of the syndicate.

Ryan frowned a little puzzled and asked, "Who are you?" ”

An Asian man in red next to him was expressionless with a hammer and smashed it into the sole of Ryan's foot, shattering the bones of his right foot in an instant.

Ryan's eyes darkened in pain, and he fainted suddenly, and then was doused with ice water.

"You're not qualified to ask questions, the first rule, ask you what to answer, and if you have extra words, you will be hit in the other foot." Qin An tugged at Ryan's hair and lectured, breaking Ryan's little finger by the way.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, this time the painful Ryan kept hitting his head against the wall, and shouted in a cold sweat: "Okay, you ask, you ask quickly!" ”

Qin Rongshuai looked at Ryan in front of him with some doubts, "Hey, I thought you would rather die than give in, but it's a pity." ”

"But that's fine, we can all save time."

"Mr. Solomon Lane, I heard that you are a former MIA agent who later defected, why?" Qin Rongshuai asked.

"The MIA abandoned me, someone leaked the list of undercover agents of the MIA, we were all exposed, the terrorists caught me, they tortured me hard, but Mrs. M denied our identity." Ryan hated the experience and hated it, "We were born and died for the CIA, and as a result, they didn't even recognize us as CIA people, and they didn't come to save us. ”

Qin Rongshuai nodded, and asked casually, "How many of you are there?" ”

"A lot!" Ryan laughed, as if remembering something proud, "We have a lot of people, all from all over the world, Mossad, CIA, KGB, everywhere our comrades. ”