"Huhuhuhuhu......"

A Soviet-style heavy transport helicopter painted white hovered at low altitude for a while, and landed on the helipad paved with asphalt surrounded by snow.

In the breathtaking noise of the rotor stirring the air, without waiting for the tiltable hatch at the rear of the helicopter to be fully opened, standing on the gravel floor at the edge of the tarmac against the fierce downward winds, several Sikh soldiers holding Soviet-style assault rifles with turbans wrapped around their heads were already straight, and their cold eyes were staring at the slowly opening rear hatch of the helicopter.

"The Indo-Tibetan Mountain Force detachment sent has lost contact with us, I think they are already close to the area of the Ghost Glacial Field, Major Sirma, how much do we know about the changes in the troop deployment of the Chinese border army?"

Without waiting for the hatch deck to be lowered and directly touched the tarmac, several Indian agents wearing desert digital camouflage training uniforms without military rank identification, armed with grenade launchers AK74 folding support assault rifles, had already rushed down from the deck, and stood on the apron on both sides of the helicopter tail in two columns, a middle-aged white Indian man with a full face and a beard and a tough expression, wearing the same desert digital camouflage training uniform, with a self-defense pistol hanging from a quick-draw holster on the belt on his waist. The man jumped off the deck and stood on the hardened asphalt tarmac, his blue-black eyes ignoring the Sikh soldiers on the side of the tarmac, and as he strode out, he spoke a few words of Hindi in a strong tone.

"The last contact between us and the team was five hours ago, when they happened to be in the ice field area on our side of the India-China actual control line, and the team carried special communication equipment, instruments and corresponding mountaineering equipment allocated by the committee, and the equipment carried was specially designed, which could deceive the space and cross the shooting of the reconnaissance satellite. Fang has only added a lot of large-caliber self-propelled guns in the corresponding area, with the intention of deterring the small detachments sent by our side, and there will be no actual action......"

When the middle-aged Indian white man walked out of the tarmac, the last one to come down from the helicopter was a training uniform with a major's soft epaulette, a small self-defense pistol on his belt, and a female major in his thirties, fair complexion, black and shiny hair, and an unusually plump figure, with a pair of blue and gray eyes in the middle.

After the female major responded to the Sikh soldiers' salute with a military salute with a capable and speedy expression, after gesturing for several Sikh soldiers to leave on their own, she walked a few steps to keep up with the middle-aged Indian white man in front, and spoke Hindi words loudly with confidence in her face amid the terrifying sound of helicopter rotors.

As the Soviet-style heavy transport helicopter pilot was about to stop the engine, and the rapidly rotating rotors were constantly decelerating, the Indian agents standing on both sides of the tail with folding brackets stood in a group and followed the female major with guns, and walked straight to the gate of the plateau cave-type military base a few hundred meters away under the snow, revealing only a little gray and yellow mountain rock.

Several agents paid attention to the military liaison officer, Major Sylma, who was walking in front, and the huge round ass curves wrapped in the tight training pants, and their eyes were somewhat scorching.

In their opinion, Major Sylma was just a liaison temporarily assigned by the military to the leaders of the Committee who walked ahead, and her rank of Major was somewhat unworthy of the name, and there was no comparison with the female aliens under the authority of the Committee.

The middle-aged Indian white man with a beard and scum, after hearing Major Sylma's brief report, turned his head to look at the female major with a plump curve like a cow, a strange light flashed in his blue-black eyes, and then gestured to Major Sirma to keep up with his pace, and accelerated towards the gate of the base.

As for the virtues of the outer agents under the committee, the middle-aged white Indian man is naturally well aware.

Major Sylma is not the so-called vase speculated by these peripheral agents, and the military boss who is always in the assumption that the ** team invaded the Indus Plain is not a fool, and he will not send a useless vase to follow him in a complex operation involving heavy core interests!

Major Sirma has a dual identity, one is the identity of the staff officer of the major of the 9th Army Forward Command, and the other is the intelligence officer assigned to the military by the Bureau of Investigation and Analysis of India, the position is the director, the work ability is extremely strong, and she has the noble blood of the white Aryan of Indian origin, her qualifications are only high and the rank of major is not low, and the family background is far stronger than the abnormal person Nia Sharma who has an ancient castle, these peripheral agents want to get their hands on Major Sirma, and they will die an ugly death.

Noticing the expressions of several peripheral agents, he couldn't help but carry the assault rifle and straighten his chest without squinting and slow down his pace to follow, the middle-aged Indian white man was slightly relieved, if they couldn't understand this look, he didn't mind sending them all to a secret prison as guards......

A few minutes later, under the light of the soft wall light, the military intelligence analysts who had been on duty had all retreated from the cavern-type military base intelligence monitoring room constructed of hollowed out hard gray and yellow mountain rocks, and only two figures sitting at the long table were left under the light.

Major Silma, who was unusually plump, changed his self-confident professional military style on the tarmac, and sat on the back chair in front of the screen wall with a slightly dignified expression, regardless of the constantly refreshing video images on the many split-screen screens on the screen wall, he stood up abruptly and turned to look at the expressionless middle-aged Caucasian Indian man sitting at the long table, with his hands and fingers crossed on the edge of the table.

Major Sylma's blue-gray eyes looked at the middle-aged white man's face for a moment, and after a pause, he whispered with a puzzled look on his face: "Commissioner Velma, it seems that the special armed team will sneak attack the team of the Heterogeneous Investigation Committee on the Chinese side, but it is just a smoke bomb that you deliberately released?" ”

"Major Sylma, I don't have the magic of an unpredictable prophet as you imagined, it's just that we have found out an inner ghost lurking inside the committee organization, and we have temporarily adjusted the predetermined course of action by mistake, Nia Sharma's failure to eradicate the members of the Heterogeneous Committee team has made our committee very passive, and those old men in New Delhi only know how to give orders, ask for this and that, but they are still very discerning, and sending you to my side to coordinate the actions of the committee and the military is a good illustration, I think we'll be happy to work together, and I hope you don't take it too seriously if the guards (referring to the armed perimeter agents) offend you......"

Velma, a middle-aged Indian white man with a beard and scum, didn't pay much attention to Major Sylma's words with a flattering tone, his expression did not fluctuate much, he spoke Hindi unhappily and disapprovingly, and at the end of the sentence, he spoke for a few peripheral agents.

Hearing that Commissioner Velma, one of the dignified bosses of the Indian Special Department, surrendered himself to ask himself not to deal with a few small characters, Major Sylma's solemn expression quietly disappeared, and two small dimples appeared on the pretty face of a mature mature woman, and a shallow smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said with a hearty expression: "It's okay, if it weren't for Commissioner Velma, I wouldn't mind putting them in prison, in any way!" ”

Hearing the powerful meaning revealed in Silma's words for a moment, Velma was not surprised, Silma was a very intelligent agent, and her intuition was very sharp after a long training, as such a woman, it was impossible not to notice the arrogant and hot eyes of several peripheral agents behind her.

"That's it, Major Sylma, you and I will witness the miracle happen, the strength of the special armed team will surprise the investigation team of the Investigation Committee, anything fucking can happen in the weird Ghost Glacial Glacier area, by the way, have you found out the details of the two so-called CIA agents who crossed the ridge of the actual control line?"

Velma pressed a blue button on the edge of the table, her expression became cold, and she said a few words in a low voice.

"There are no too noteworthy clues, our internal report in the CIA, there is no so-called official CIA agent with similar appearance and characteristics as the Sikh second lieutenant at the forward military base sentry, the identity certificate is of course forged, the two American girls must have used a polymer mask to cover their real faces, according to the comprehensive analysis of the various information we have, the analysis team believes that the two American girls are the two women who carried out airborne raids in the Ladakh Mountains, Nia Miss Sharma remembers those two pairs of eyes, but we don't have such a huge library of ready-made numbers to support, and we can't screen the two from billions of people around the world, the analysis team once suspected that the American psychic power research room was a female agent with abnormal abilities, but later screened her out of the suspicious list, because Adela has always been a loner, and there was no practice of female companions participating in the action in the past. We had no reason to expel her from the country, and then left the country through normal channels, and the records were complete and there were no loopholes that allowed us to continue our in-depth investigation, and the clues were broken here. ”

Major Silma, who was plump in stature, gently tapped the table top of the long table with both hands, and whispered in a capable expression, telling the clues of the intelligence she knew, some of which were obviously beyond the scope of her major's authority, and she should have had her own unique opinions on this basis after reading the relevant information that Commissioner Verma had given her recently.

Commissioner Velma had been carefully looking at Major Silma, who was talking at the table a few meters away, and when she heard this woman with a good face and a very devilish figure explain the intelligence clues in a clear manner, Velma stroked the beard scum on her cheek with her palm, and her five fingers paused at the corners of her mouth before taking them away, feeling quite satisfied with Silma.

"Well, I know all of this, and I'm interested in, what happened to those two Indian civil aviation pilots later?"

There was a sound of steady and clear footsteps in the corridor outside the surveillance room, Velma knew that it was the coffee he ordered had arrived, and before the base's logistics staff knocked on the alloy door of the monitoring room with a tray containing coffee cups, Velma spoke slowly, saying that he wanted to know how the Investigation and Analysis Bureau dealt with the two traitors (whether the pilot was forced to lose control of the Il-76 aircraft or not, anyway, Nia Sharma had to find a scapegoat for the failure of the mission, and the two pilots were such tragic little characters).

"This kind of small question is worth asking in person by Commissioner Velma? Didn't deal with it, after the two pilots returned from the Russian airport, they died in an amusement park revolving sightseeing car crash, this is a murder carefully arranged by Chi Guoguo, we found the murderer on the bright side, the gangster South Asian Tiger in Mumbai Area A, but the main messenger behind the scenes has no clues, the other party's means are extremely clever, and the method of tracing what happened on the plane through the guò pilot has also been broken, this is a typical agent means of extermination, and then we considered that we don't have to waste time on the details, There is no interception of the large euro wire transfer obtained by the pilot's family, both pilots have several wives, a lot of children, they can't live without that euro, the Civil Aviation Authority only cares about the sky, and the pilot dies in an "accident" during his shift without compensation......"

Major Sylma raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, Commissioner Verma, who was in charge of many of his supernatural abilities and held a lot of power, would be so concerned about the investigation of the Investigation and Analysis Bureau, but she reacted quickly, and her expression seemed quite relaxed to speak.

"Well, let's drink coffee, coffee doesn't taste good when it's cold."

Before Major Sylma could finish speaking, Commissioner Verma had already said a few words with a noncommittal expression, and then snapped his fingers with a pinch of his palm.

The crisp sound was still echoing in the monitoring room, and a thirty-year-old Indian agent who was carrying an AK74 folding assault rifle diagonally with a gun belt knocked on the unlocked alloy door of the monitoring room, and walked into the monitoring room with a tray containing two cups of coffee.

Major Sylma stared at the back of the agent as he turned to leave, the baby's fat white fingers slid a few times on the rim of the coffee cup, a pair of blue and gray eyes flashed with a strange light on his pretty face, he picked up the coffee cup and looked sideways at Commissioner Verma, with an intriguing smile on his face, and whispered, "The coffee is just ......"

(To be continued.) )