Headquarters of the British Army.

"These bales, bastards, damned moths, traitors! Damned traitor, who can tell me what the hell is wrong in Iraq! British Army Lieutenant General Lukao stood in his office and scolded loudly, the whole person looked very angry, holding a piece of information in his hand, and if he looked at it carefully, it was exactly the same as the information in the hands of Kneis, the director of the CIA intelligence department of the United States an hour ago.

Although the United States and Britain are allies, it seems that the two countries love each other and make peace with the United States, but in private, the two countries have always loved and killed each other, and with a bad taste, the Yankees gave the British the eyeliner they found the eye of the British army in Iraq.

When the information reached MI6, the British's first reaction was that they wouldn't believe it, because Mike had always been in their files and couldn't betray the ranks.

I checked Mike with a skeptical mentality, and it turned out that there was really a big problem, unknown funds, unknown real estate and other things.

After confirming that the information was prepared, the British had to curse the damned Americans in their hearts while saying that they were thanking their American friends for the information.

With a belly full of anger and grievances, MI6 sent information to the Army, which drew the wrath of Lucio.

"General, what shall we do now?"

Lucio lost his temper and calmed down: "Order the troops stationed in Iraq to immediately arrest Mike and the people on the list, and send the Royal Air Service Regiment to arrest this arms dealer named Lin Qing back, I want him to know that we British are not easy to mess with!" ”

Unlike the United States, which chooses to hang up on its own business, the British are very angry, but they do not have a blatant wanted Lin Qing, after all, they have no evidence, and the benefits of letting the Iraqi rebels take the blame are far more than telling the people that our people were killed by an arms dealer, but the British are not willing to let Lin Qing go unpunished, and sending special operations troops to carry out the beheading operation is the best choice.

Somewhere in the Middle East

The Chinese man slowly tasted a glass of red wine with a goblet, his eyes were full of laziness: "Mike is really exposed, but it's okay, he dares to blackmail us, send a few people over, kill them halfway, don't reveal our secrets, and let our people move, among the new British troops sent to Iraq, at least there must be our people, Iraq is a good place!" ”

"Yes, Lord, but what do we want? Lin Qing didn't help us find them, do you want us to send someone to arrest them? ”

"Well, send someone to bring him in, by the way, send some more men to the Adler Mountains of Mosul, if nothing else, the things should be there!"

"Yes, Lord!"

Almost at the same time, at least three teams went to the Adler Mountains to find plans about Muhammad, but these had nothing to do with Lin Qing, Lin Qing didn't know where the base was, only knew a range, and these three teams didn't know where it was, they came here because Lin Qing had come.

Everything that happened outside had nothing to do with Lin Qing for the time being, he had landed safely in Puerto Princesa in Palawan, and almost no one seemed very silent when he walked out of the airport.

An action that didn't know the purpose, didn't gain anything, and sacrificed some manpower, and the blow was quite big.

Lin Qing turned his head to look at the somewhat decadent team, and smiled helplessly, he couldn't tell them that he was looking for weapons of mass destruction, so he could only call Sanshui to his side: "Tell them, this time everyone will be rewarded with 100,000 US dollars, and those who die in battle will be added to 500,000 according to the terms of the contract!" ”

"Hooray!"

"Haha, thank you, head!"

"I love you, Boss!"

When Sanshui told these people about Lin Qing's reward, several Russians and the people of the Night Killing God Mercenary Group immediately began to shout excitedly, their previous depression was completely infected by the people in the team, as mercenaries, they have long been accustomed to seeing life and death, in the African battlefield, it is common for the comrades-in-arms who were still having breakfast with you just now to die on the streets in a few minutes, and for them, money is the most important thing.

Get rid of these mercenaries, some of the bodyguards did not have a higher mood, but barely smiled, they did not blame Lin Qing or Sanshui, after all, such a high salary must be accompanied by high risks, and they have signed a contract before coming, they will get a lot of money for this kind of accident, but it is purely sad for the sacrifice of their comrades, which is also the characteristic of Chinese soldiers, comradeship, even if it is only for a while, but it is unforgettable, unlike foreign soldiers, maybe there will be no emotional fluctuations when comrades die next to them.

"Head, what are we going to do next?" On the way back to the manor, Heiye gently asked Lin Qing, after such a long period of contact, Heiye knew Lin Qing's character very well, he didn't believe that Lin Qing would give up so easily, which was completely inconsistent with Lin Qing's character.

Lin Qing closed his eyes, now he was in a somewhat complicated mood, feeling that he was a little underestimating the heroes in the world, he had always been smooth, although he occasionally reminded himself to pay attention, but only to pay attention, this time he found his shortcomings.

"In the dark, I want to set up an intelligence agency!"

"Intelligence agencies?"

Lin Qing opened his eyes, looked at the dark night and nodded: "Yes, intelligence agency, this time I found that we are really at a loss in terms of intelligence, if it weren't for the fact that I thought of the key to the problem in the end, and you found the convoy that was ready to intercept us at the end, I don't think this trip to Iraq would have escaped so easily." ”

For this trip to Iraq, Lin Qing felt the most that his intelligence was too lacking, and he didn't know what his opponent was doing, he felt that there was an invisible big hand behind him pushing him, but he couldn't find where the opponent was.

If he has enough information, the British troops in Iraq will be able to know where the other party is going and what the purpose is as soon as they leave the camp, and they can completely avoid them and find another route to retreat safely, instead of fleeing Iraq after an ambush like now, and Lin Qing thinks that they attacked the British troops in Iraq It is impossible for them to escape the investigation of the British.

Although the British are not as good as a year after year, John Bull, a thousand-year-old-stirring stick, is the origin of modern secret agents, MI6, five, everywhere, although these places look wasteful, but they cannot be underestimated.

So back in Palawan, what Lin Qing is most worried about now is retaliation from the British.

(To be continued.) )