Chapter 1179: Heaven and Earth
Mao Xiong didn't woo Zhou Qingfeng for him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoWhen did the skiks lack gray animals who were not afraid of death? What they lack is cutting-edge technology.
Since the collapse of the Soviet Union, the national strength of the woolly bear has seriously declined. After nearly 30 years of old capital, they are now about to become a pure resource export-oriented country. In order to change this situation, the woolly bear can be said to do everything in its power.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't figure out Zhou Qingfeng's old bottom, and he was strong enough, the officers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs would definitely knock him with a stick. And Zhou Qingfeng didn't believe the woolly bear under his big grin, the other party looked serious, but there was a dangerous aura in his bones.
Zhou Qingfeng was talking to Mao Xiongxu and the snake, and there were several other parties who were not idle.
Just now, Zhou Qingfeng was belittled in the satellite video, but when the picture on the monitor dimmed, Feng Wan, Yuan Mei and Xu Rong were all stunned for a few seconds.
The three women are more united than contradictory, and they are very consistent in their treatment of Zhou Qingfeng, after all, their current lives are all given by the same person.
"Brother, he can't really be in Syria, right? Syria is in chaos now, and there is a war. "Xu Rong is the youngest and the most timid. Her faint words lifted the hearts of Feng Wan and Yuan Mei.
Feng Wan thought for a while and denied: "How is it possible? Which guy must have been afraid of being scolded by us so he avoided it. The video just now is obviously a wasteland, with stones everywhere, how can it be an ancient Syrian temple? To deceive people is to deceive the whole set! ā
"Not necessarily, I think that stone door frame seems to be a bit old." Yuan Mei couldn't say, "But if you want to say that in Syria ......, that place is separated by most of us in Asia." How can you just go? ā
The three women looked at each other, but they couldn't get rid of the worry in their hearts. Because Zhou Qingfeng never lied to them in the past, but many things were extremely exaggerated.
"Don't worry, that bastard still has a woman out there, so I don't know where to fool around! I'll just give you a call and ask. Feng Wan saw that the atmosphere was solemn, and hurriedly grabbed her mobile phone and called Xu Yun. It's just that she slowly put down the phone after half ringing, "He didn't look for Xu Yun, he wasn't in the magic capital." ā
Hearing that Zhou Qingfeng was really gone, Xu Rong was so frightened that she was about to shed tears, and said in a disgraced cry: "What if my brother is really in Syria?" ā
"Don't scare yourself, you don't know how good that kid is. Although I don't know all the details, he is by no means as simple as making a movie. Hmph, let me tell you, I was on the 'Sea Princess' with him,......ć ā
Speaking of the adventure with Zhou Qingfeng, Feng Wan's eyebrows fluttered, she could boast about this for a lifetime. Yuan Mei and Xu Rong were jealous and jealous. Chatting, the three women's worries seemed to be much smaller.
And in Syria, Raqqa, the nest of terrorists is entrenched. Aideed, the field commander of the Nusra Front, received an order to immediately lead his men in an attack on Palmyra, nearly 200 kilometers away.
The messenger of the order sent a large shipment of arms to Aideed from Turkey in the north, a large number of light and heavy weapons, including Dow anti-tank missiles. It has only one aim - to set out immediately and try to eliminate the Syrian government forces in Palmyra in the shortest possible time.
"What the hell happened to Palmyra?" Aideed covered his head and face with a black turban, wearing a military uniform and carrying a machine gun, with a fierce form and a wolf-like gaze.
The herald also wrapped himself tightly, but the skin color that could be seen from between the eyebrows and the palms of his hands was that of an authentic white man. He sneered a few times, and said in a hoarse voice, "We need you to find such a person." ā
Several photos were placed in front of Aideed, showing Zhou Qingfeng wearing a skull helmet and a desert-colored uniform. Of course, there are also strange spectacles of his invisibility looming in the desert wilderness.
"This man is not easy to deal with." Aideed whispered coldly, his tone not fluctuating. "Palmyra is now under the protection of the Russian army, and we will lose a lot if we do it."
"You just need to find him, and we'll take care of the rest." The herald pulled out a stout soldier from behind him, "Lieutenant Sheldon will take care of the rest." ā
Aideed glanced at Lieutenant Sheldon, who was also indifferent, and finally made an offer: "I still need two million dollars." ā
"I can give you a million dollars first. As long as you can find this person, give you another five million dollars. If you can capture him alive, we'll give you ten million dollars. The herald sneered, his words full of temptation.
That's a lot of money!
Aideed finally reached out and grabbed the messenger's shoulder and laughed, "Okay, I'll help you find what you're looking for." ā
And when the mysterious person who gave the order left, Aideed's descendants stepped forward and asked, "Dear Aideed, who is the one who sent us the arms?" ā
The Dow box that Aideed was unpacking and said nonchalantly about the question: "It's either Americans or Israelis, in short, people who support us." With their support, we will be able to establish a kingdom that truly belongs to Allah in Syria. ā
Terrorists in the Middle East are ruthless and ruthless, and their fighting power is also weak. But in terms of will and spirit, they are much stronger than the rabble of the Syrian government army, and they are brainwashed more thoroughly.
It's just that the Mi-8 incident in Palmyra has spread all over the world, and Aideed knows that that inconspicuous place must now be a whirlpool of grinding meat. In order to meet the requirements of the financial owner behind him, he decided to personally lead the team to fight, but the specific manpower was not exactly his descendant.
"Go and pull the people out of the Chinese battalion. This time they need to fight for Allah. I hope that they will bravely rush to the front, and that anyone who dares to retreat will be punished. ā
Aideed stepped out of his home and jumped onto an armed pickup truck, behind which were hundreds of odd vehicles of various modifications, led by a T-72 tank. Countless people were roaring loudly, and the bullets were shooting at random into the sky, and the suddenness was quite terrifying.
The Western special forces known as 'Sheldon' stared coldly at the chaos in front of them. He also sat in a pickup truck, turned back to his subordinates who were carrying the radio, and said, "Report to Chief Fidel, and we'll leave right away." Let the drone provide forward warning, and we will give instructions as soon as we find the target. ā
Having gathered enough men, Aideed left Raqqa's lair with a team of about 500 men, and slaughtered Palmyra in the south with great swagger.
At this moment, a Predator drone is providing road warning to Aideed. In the sky above Palmyra, three Reaper drones loaded with guided bombs and missiles are in place, and their electro-optical pods are constantly scanning the ground.
At a U.S. military base in Turkey, Fidel, the C.I.A.'s senior intelligence officer, was leaning back in a chair with his eyes closed, and in front of him was a newly deployed surveillance and command team.
The lights in the operational headquarters were dim, and the CIA elite from Europe were staring nervously at the computer screens, and all kinds of flickering information were summarized on the large screen in front of the headquarters, which was selected by a special intelligence assistant and told to Fidel.
"Did the Florida arrive at the combat position?" After listening to the assistant's report that the operation was all ready, Fidel in the rocking chair asked in a low voice.
"The Florida has already received orders, and they say they need at least ten hours to reach their combat position in the Arabian Sea." Intelligence Assistant.
"Ten hours, that should be enough." Fidel said 'um', feeling extremely relieved.
The net has been laid, just waiting for that damn bastard to show up!