Project Black Hawk

Omar Ibrahim closed his eyes and kept reciting the Quran in his mouth, his heart was full of pain, but he still had to act like a strong man. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a bloody dagger and a crazy look on his face, Moron now looks more like a devil. He pointed a dagger at Omar Ibrahim: "Do you even say it! The fate of non-cooperation, you can see it clearly now! Moren continued to swing his dagger at Zardari's back in another stab, blood staining Zardari's chest. Gradually, Zardari lost his voice and fell to the ground, and the blood pooled into a pool of blood. With a wave of his hand, Morun ordered Zardari's body to be carried out, he handed the dagger to the guards beside him, and rubbed his hands together without stopping: "Killing a prisoner in prison is no different from killing a dog, the rules in prison are all made by me, and every word I say here is a sacred law!" No one can resist, not to speak? I'll let him talk, dumb too! I'll give you twenty minutes now, and you'll have to think about it, this is your last chance, my Mr. Omar Ibrahim! Moren walked out of the cell, and the guards then clicked the door shut. A crisp sound of footsteps came from the prison hallway, and the door to the next cell was opened. There was another horrifying scream, followed by a crackling fist and kick. The screams gradually turned into **, and Omar Ibrahim heard the wild laughter of Moren and the guards.

Omar Ibrahim slowly opened his closed eyes, and the puddle of blood on the ground suddenly met his eyes, and the blood stretched all the way to the cell door, leaving many clear marks in the cell. Omar Ibrahim stretched out his hands and grabbed his unkempt hair, he stared blankly at the blood in front of him, and there was an indescribable sadness in his heart. He looked at the fragments of the Qur'an scattered all over the ground, as if he saw Allah watching him over his cell. He heard the merciful voice of Allah: "My child, it is time for you to give your life for your faith, and death is not terrible, because in heaven your soul will be free." Everyone will die one day, but by dying for the teachings of Islam, you are a hero to all Muslims, and your life will shine brightly. You will be revered by posterity, and you will live forever in this world. What are you waiting for, my child, the gates of heaven have been opened for you. ”

Omar Ibrahim's eyes became dazed at this time, he looked at the Quran and thought of his lovely wife, "yes! I'll be able to meet my Melinda right away. My dear wife, I have been missing you every moment since we parted, did you hear me speaking to you in heaven? Every day of my thoughts makes me feel like a whole year. Now that I'm about to meet you, I know you must be very happy in your heart, but it's a pity that I didn't bring you any gifts, and you will forgive me, won't you? You have always been so gentle and so caring for me, and I know that your heart will always love me! After Omar Ibrahim said these heartbreaking words, he rummaged through the photo with trembling hands that recorded the happy moments of himself and Melinda and his lovely daughter. Omar Ibrahim found the photo and slowly closed it. The tearing marks are like an eternal scar that separates Omar Ibrahim from his wife and daughter forever, the happiness and sweetness of the past are gone, those happy times can never be found again, everything in reality is so ruthless, it sends an otherwise happy family to hell.

Omar Ibrahim, holding the photo in his hand, slammed into the prison wall...... 'bang' like a balloon bursting. Moren and the guards heard a noise in the next cell and ran towards Omar Ibrahim's cell, and one of the guards quickly unscrewed the lock, and Moren and the guards rushed in. When Moren saw Omar Ibrahim bleeding and his eyes rolled upwards to reveal the whites of his eyes, he ordered the guards to see if Omar Ibrahim was still breathing. The guard put his hand in front of Omar Ibrahim's nostrils and said, "Report to the sir, he's out of breath!" Mo Lun yelled at the guards: "See if his heart is still beating, if he doesn't die, rescue him as soon as possible!" The guard leaned down again and touched Omar Ibrahim's chest, not feeling the slightest heartbeat, Omar Ibrahim's face was gradually turning white, and the body temperature was slowly disappearing. Report sir, he's dead! There's no way to rescue him anymore! The guard stood up and replied to Morun. Morren looked at Omar Ibrahim for two or three minutes without speaking, he broke Omar Ibrahim's hand and saw the photo that he had just torn. He threw the photo to the ground: he stepped on it twice, pointed his finger at Omar Ibrahim and shouted: "Don't think that you can go to heaven when you die, dream!" Drag him to feed the dogs! Let the prisoners see what happens to stubbornness! One of the guards hurriedly ran up and whispered to Molun: "Someone has confessed, Omar Ibrahim's senior aide Omar Kundai has confessed, and the terrorist tycoon Joe Wood Laden is preparing to implement the 'Black Hawk Project', and next week a batch of xenomorphs will be delivered in outer space, the exact location is unknown." This is only a small part of the Black Hawk program, and since Omar Kundai's status is relatively low, that's all that is known now. Moren nodded in satisfaction, "Good job!" I'll be sure to ask for a big monetary reward when I report to Adelman, and that's it! The benefits are yours! ”

DiDi ...... Didi heard a rapid sound, and Mo Lun looked at the communicator on his wrist, walked to the door of the cell and pressed the receive button, and Adelman appeared on the communicator. Adelman sat at his desk and said to Morun: "How's your situation there, Morun, is Omar Ibrahim speaking now?" If you don't open your mouth to continue the interrogation, be sure to let him speak, he is the number two person in the terrorist organization of Jowood Laden, he knows many secrets, and you must find a way to get him to say it. “

With an embarrassed smile on his face, Moren shook his head and said, "But Lord Chief, Omar Ibrahim is dead, and he may have had a heart attack, which happened very suddenly." We tried our best to save him, but we couldn't save his life. ”

Adelman was very annoyed when he heard the report, and he said to Moren angrily: "How did you conduct the interrogation, I said that there were many thorns, Omar Ibrahim is a big fish, you have to take good care of him, you must ensure his health." You took my words as a deaf ear, why didn't you report it in time? ”

Moren explained to Adelman: "I just found out, but it was too late, who knew that his heart was so fragile. However, my Director, there is good news for you to report that Guard Robinson has managed to crack Omar Kunday's mouth by revealing that Joe Wood Laden is preparing to implement the 'Black Hawk Project'. Joe Wood Laden will make a deal next week to purchase huge quantities of heterosexual parasites from the smuggling hoards of the planet Armani. This creature has super destructive power, it belongs to a variant of the opposite sex, and its biggest feature is that it can constantly mutate, evolve, and eventually become a super horror killer. We must keep an eye on the illegal interplanetary smuggling trade, capture Jowood Laden when the time comes, and eliminate his threat to the Interstellar Alliance. ”

Adelman was very satisfied when he heard Morun's report: "Director Morun, I want to reward you and your interrogators, the guard named Robinson, I want to reward him!" Keep working and don't disappoint what I expect from you. The image of Adelman disappeared on the communicator. Morren smiled slyly, and he said to Robinson, "See, Lord Chief, he only needs information, no matter what actions we take." Men should do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, there is nothing mean and shameless, as long as you are successful, there will be many people singing praises for you! ”

Robinson nodded in agreement, "You're right, I'm going to work hard and do better under your teaching." ”

Mo Lun patted Robinson on the shoulder: "Good Robinson, I won't treat you badly if you do a good job, in the Interstellar Alliance Intelligence Agency, the Military Intelligence Department is a department with a lot of oil and water, as long as you are willing to use your brains, you will have money to spend." There are many beautiful ** to accompany, think about how chic! Ha ha...... Haha......"