Chapter 1225 - The Debtor Has a Boss
Barak walked slowly through the streets of Aleppo carrying a dusty cloth bag. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info With a veil on his head and a wide black buka robe, he was dressed as a Green Cult woman receiving relief.
Aleppo is a dangerous place, but it is also a strategic location. Barak was in the city long before ISIS took over, and now his job is even more important — to create panic, to preach jihad, to spread death, and not to make the city too peaceful.
If you want to say that country wants the Middle East to be chaotic all the time, Saudi Arabia will be at the bottom, the United States will not be ranked first, and Israel is the real Middle East-stirrer. For a country with a limited land and population, and a unique culture and religion, it is best to have all of your neighbors unlucky.
You must know that on the day of its founding, Israel was besieged by Syria, Iraq, Egypt and other green countries. Its water source is also in the hands of others, and the strategic situation can be described as extremely bad. However, the reputation of the Green Cult War Five Scum has also spread since that day.
The most successful was the war, but Israel did not have a hard time in the following decades. For the sake of safety, Jews do not want to see too powerful hostile countries around them.
Barack had such a mission, and he had a dual capacity, belonging to Israel's Mossad and the CIA of the United States, and knew all the powers in the Middle East. The Green Religion of the Middle East has been thrown into a mess, and one of them is due to his excellent work.
Terrorists are only brave and brutal, and their organizational capacity is almost nil. Extremist groups like ISIS and al-Nusra would not have been possible without the Western intelligence agencies that provide training and logistics behind them.
However, Barak was a bit troublesome today, and a small group of terror under his command was completely wiped out, and there was no warning at all. This had never happened before, and he smelled a smell of danger, because with the Syrian government's capabilities, it would never be possible.
When there was a lot of news about the 'Shadow Face' and the Stealth Warrior on the Internet, Barak was thinking about evacuation. He had been ordered to investigate the stealth warriors, but it was still necessary to be cautious about targets he was not familiar with.
Crossing the streets strewn with broken bricks and broken walls, Barak, disguised as a refugee woman, walked to a haphazardly constructed and dilapidated house. After observing that no one was following, he whispered over the radio, "Keep up, we're spending the night in the safe house today." ”
Barak was followed by several other Arab men. They all looked ordinary, just vigilant and constantly scanning their surroundings. The group walked to Barak's house and quickly cleared a clearing between the gravel on the ground and lifted an iron plate.
The safe house is a cellar under an iron plate, which is fully equipped but the air is cloudy. Barak, who entered it, activated the backup power supply for ventilation and led most of his men inside, leaving only two people to ventilate outside.
Entering the safe house, Barak felt a little more at ease. He had the heart to think about his current situation at this moment, especially how the 'Gloom Face' team he sent to carry out the suicide attack was completely wiped out.
Supposedly, the Russians don't have the ability to do this!
Barak contacted his superiors and considered how to deal with the problem at hand. He saw Zarqawi's online provocation and thought to himself: the newly famous superhero was about to be discredited.
The first girl died, the second little boy also died, and the third group of mother and child is counting down. This is the method of terrorists, and the ruthless killing has inspired endless anger among people around the world, and some of this has been vented on Zhou Qingfeng's social accounts.
Barak glanced at Twitter and FB accounts, which had been officially banned from leaving messages, and mentally assessed the current state of mind of the mysterious opponent. But while he was silently thinking, the target he was speculating on was approaching his safe house.
It was getting darker, and the night in Aleppo was even more dangerous, with no one on the road except for a handful of government sentry posts. A fluctuating translucent figure was moving slowly, and the abrupt appearance of footprints on the ground could prove that it did exist.
Zhou Qingfeng did not have a mechanical exoskeleton, so he did not wear a digital helmet with strong information collection and analysis capabilities. He was able to chase after him entirely by the Internet equipment and filming equipment of the 'Yin Owl Face'.
There are a lot of photos and videos in the cameras and camcorders, all of which were taken with a 'dark face'. This was when Dog Meat's mobility and biochemical brain came to fruition, and it spent hours running through the ruins of Aleppo to find the locations of these shooting spots.
Combined with the confession of the 'Yin Owl Face' team before their death, Zhou Qingfeng found some clues and chased them all the way to Barak's gang. When they arrived near the safe house, 'Dog Meat' jumped out from behind a broken wall and snorted at Zhou Qingfeng several times.
"How many people?" Zhou Qingfeng, who was in a state of stealth, took out a dagger and followed the 'dog meat' forward, and a person and a dog approached silently.
And in the cellar, Barak was still writing reports. He had to keep a record of the strange things that happened today, which is the basic quality of a good intelligence officer. The solution of many problems lies in the accumulation of details, and Barak still works very hard.
And just as he was tapping on the keyboard, there was a sudden plopping sound at the top of the cellar. The sound was very clear and unusual in the hollow cellar.
Barak's eyes looked overhead, and his men immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and contacted their companions outside to ...... wind, but there was no reply.
No matter what was going on outside, Barak was alert. He whispered orders his men to grab their weapons, and then begins to wonder if he should destroy the computers and documents he has at hand - the information in them is valuable, and if he is unsure, it would be too much to destroy.
What bothered Barak the most was that he couldn't find a better place to set up a safe house because of the damage to the buildings in Aleppo. This cellar is barely functional, but there is no way back.
If this is blocked, it will be a turtle in an urn!
Barak grabbed a grenade, thinking about using it to destroy valuables at a critical moment. But just as he hesitated, the iron plate above his head suddenly opened, and before the muzzles of several of his subordinates could shoot, a shadow rushed directly in front of him.
Horror!
Barak didn't understand what was happening, he subconsciously felt that someone had entered the cellar, but by the time he could react, his opponent had already attacked.
This person appeared like a ghost, and instantly seized the initiative. He grabbed Barak's wrist with one hand, forcibly snatched the grenade, and sent Barak flying with a single punch.
The moment he flew up, out of the corner of his eye, Barak could still see the ghostly creature continuing to act. The eyes of his other men were still staring at the iron plate above their heads, and as if they had been blown by a whirlwind, they all fell without exception.
It didn't take long for Fidel, who was far away in Turkey, to see a new message on Twitter. He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, "Our intelligence network in Aleppo is in danger. ”