Chapter 1307: Lindberg

Compared with the previous little bit of scalping and selling, after discovering the value of these black stones, the man has now hooked up with a few familiar miners.

Now, as long as you wait a few days, you can persuade one or two guides to go around the ravine in the Baodewen mining area for a few days, and maybe you can find the vein of "black jade", in that case, it will no longer be a small piece of money to sell, as long as you hire someone to dig out more, isn't that equivalent to digging up a gold mine?

With their own wishful thinking, the Burmese who got the money have gone away, and the followers who follow behind them have found out where these locals are hiding.

In the Shan State, which cracks down on illegal trade, the loss of trade income means a direct reduction in military spending, from the military to the local police are very concerned, the whereabouts of these Burmese people who secretly sell "black jade" are particularly secretive, but in the sparsely populated hinterland of the Baodewen mining area, a large area of undeveloped area is covered by subtropical jungle, and generally no one haunts here frequently, and smuggling has become quite common, and "black jade" is relatively just a very rare new commodity.

The Burmese returned to their habitats, and the night walkers observed for a while and then returned the way they came, and the outsiders who had completed a deal before also hid their figures, and the leader beckoned his men to cross the dense forest and reach a secret foothold deep in the mountains before dawn.

Along the way, the team of people wearing raincoats and applying insect repellent walked in a hurry, and there was hardly anyone in the queue to make a sound through the trees; Even though the night was dark and the moonlight couldn't penetrate the lush jungle canopy, if one peeked to the side and looked at the faces of the silent ones, most of them were typically subtropical, with only one guy wearing a night vision device not seeing his face clearly.

Until after a few hours of arduous trekking. Return to the station for a short rest. Sit on the bluestone and take off the camera-like infrared device. A well-defined face appeared under the brim of his hat, and the man in a dark shirt and poncho had protruding eyebrows and sunken eyes, not at all Burmese, but a Westerner.

Anglo-Saxon, if there is still a little uncertainty, the man's short words leak even more, and judging by his conversations with his subordinates, it is clearly an American.

American. Appearing in the heart of Myanmar, for whatever reason, is a strange thing.

For many years, they have claimed to be the world's policeman, intervening in countless foreign affairs, and with the support of strong national power, the traces of Americans are indeed all over most corners of the world; However, for Myanmar, which is highly isolated, both anti-American and pro-Soviet, there are almost no foreign tourists, and in addition to a diplomatic staff, the only foreigners stranded in the country are the staff of the United Nations, multinational corporations and other institutions stationed here. These people generally live in "big" cities such as Mandalay and Yangon, and it is not their style to do things like digging into ravines.

Just recently. The C.I.A.'s right-hand men have stepped up their activities in Burma, scouring for "black crystal stones" everywhere in the sense of the above, and in the Union of Burma, where the racial characteristics are very different from those of the Anglo-Saxons, the movement of foreign agents is very restricted, but this does not affect the decision-making of the Americans.

Just like now, an airborne senior intelligence officer leads an entire search party on a secret mission in the Baudwin mine.

In the eyes of local Burmese agents who are affiliated with the CIA and are paid dollars, their new boss is an unsmiling, unemotional man, but this is basically just speculation, and in general, the CIA sends guys are always difficult to get along with, and this one is no different.

No matter how you disguise it, the racial difference is not so easy to erase, this white-skinned man named "Lindberg" is not free to move around the Baodwin mining area, and can only participate in some secret transactions at night, at first glance, it seems that this kind of person is better than not being sent, if there is no piercing Yankee, the intelligence agents can pretend to be ordinary residents to lurk in the mining area, instead of enduring the harsh living conditions in the secret station in the barren mountains and mountains.

However, contrary to the initial impression, the new Americans did have a few hands in secret work, which quickly opened the eyes of local CIA agents in Myanmar.

I don't know if it was due to the language barrier, or if Mr. Lindberg's temper was naturally like this, since he came to Nandu City, the special commissioner who lived in seclusion frequently contacted the Mandalay branch, and never talked to his subordinates at length, and the wording of the order was also provincial.

But on the other hand, this person is quite talented in the collection and smuggling of "black jade", and he has seen through more than one deception of the locals in the past few days, and the means of dealing with it are also vigorous and resolute to kill the people involved on the spot; In the face of the Shan ruffians who only seek wealth, Lindberg's ruthless methods make a group of intelligence agents who are crawling on the tip of the knife deeply jealous, even if they are reluctant, and their obedience has been strengthened a lot.

Of course, the acquisition of "black jade" from the local refugees in Bao Tewin is at best a small move by the CIA intelligence agency in Myanmar.

After the arrival of Mr. Lindberg, the personnel of the Intelligence Bureau, who had been acting on the orders of their superiors, collecting black stones piecemeal and sending them to Mandalay, and then trying to transport them out of the city by their colleagues, had now received new orders, and under the command of the commissioner, they had been trying for several days to find out the situation of the snakes and garrisons in the Baodwin mining area, and the intelligence officers were given new weapons.

According to Lindberg, after finding and determining the source of the "black jade", the CIA had to "do a big thing"; The exact circumstances are unknown, but if you think about it, it won't be a good thing.

Introverted and callous, CIA commissioners are moving forward in Burma's hinterland.

As the night passed, the morning sun rose, the first rays of dawn illuminated the Far East, and a new page was opened in the long and endless war.

The fighting that broke out in the Far East has been going on for several weeks now, and the fierce scenes of sea and air battles are being staged every day, but compared with the Japanese and Korean people, who are spreading their feelings, the citizens of the Soviet Union on the Eastern continent have a completely different feeling, even if they do not have to pay attention to television or radio every day, and people who are in the middle of a vast war can probably guess what the contest in the Far East has entered.

The war came unexpectedly, and the end of the day may not be too far away.

Living in the vast Far East of the Soviet Union, a vast area of vast forests and severe snow and snow, with the first spring breeze after the New Year, full of vitality can be seen everywhere in the vast land, and at the same time, people's speculation and prospect of the future of war sprouted.

In the sky, not a single enemy plane has been seen for many days, and along the coast, the coastal defense warships that frequently patrol have disappeared, and the cities and villages where they work and live have also disappeared the traces of the enemy's frequent attacks.

The enemy is exhausted, but the Red Empire is in high spirits, and next, will the war end soon, at least in the clear blue sky of the Far East?

This is a question that the common people can only guess, but the defenders of the Soviets, who are fighting on the front line, are putting it into practice.

After the battle on the ocean, the day after the VVS Aviation Lieutenant General Viktor Rezenov returned to Khabarovsk, contrary to the speculation of the entourage and KGB agents, the number one ace of the Red Air Force, who received a new instruction, did not spend time at the base, and when the time came, he went to the airport to reunite with his lover, and after completing routine inspections and pre-war preparations, the Red Twenty Su-27M2K (well, this is really a hairy model) took off from the base runway in a chic and neat manner, Dragging two narrow white tracks all the way to the east, rushing into the plateau sky to participate in the day's sea and air battles.

After returning to the base, he quickly attacked and fought in the sky as Viktor Rezenov, Long Yun's thoughts were not complicated at all, he just wanted to fight, that's all.

After the end of a battle in the open sea, driving the landline to kill the enemy in the endless blue of the sky and the sea, the brilliant VVS Super Killer achieved a double-digit crash record, although the specific statistics have not yet come out - considering the depth and vastness of the Pacific Ocean, this number may not be clear until the end of the war, and the recorder still recognizes Victor's account.

Yes, in this matter of record statistics, other pilots and even aces may fabricate their records, mostly just for a kind of vanity, but what about Lieutenant General Viktor Rezenov?

Such a legendary figure like a god of war, does he still need to make up stories and cheat on the record, people don't care if it's good or not!

To the enemy, it is the vicious Victor, no matter what colleague or even opponent he encounters, he just needs to say, "I ordered more than 200 NATO planes, what about you?" "can make the other party gasp; Because of this, there are a few more or fewer red stars on the body of the landline, and I am afraid that the "Caucasian Reaper" will not care at all.

Winning a great victory in the ocean-going battle, not only shooting down a number of enemy planes, but also helping the Red Navy to achieve a strategic victory, it stands to reason that the satisfied young man should also feel a little tired, and will rest on the ground for a few days, or simply go to the young singer Qingqing and I to relax; But in fact, after returning from the plane, he received a bunch of new tasks, but Long Yun still remembered the rhetoric of "overturning JASDF in ten days", and when he thought that he would visit China next, he would definitely not have a chance to take to the air again, so he wanted to "do a big ticket" before boarding. (To be continued......)