Heller's convoy reached the edge of the battlefield in the morning light chase. Just to the left of the convoy, in the important town of Jerut along Route 7, where gunfire and cannon rumble like beans and cannons, the three sides of the town have engaged in a brutal tug-of-war.

This position, facing forward, can attack Damascus and face downwards to threaten Damascus International Airport. For now, the goals of the queer Germans and ISIS coalition have been fully achieved, with martial law in Damascus and the suspension of international airport flights.

But the queer Germans who participated in the siege of Jerut were not having a good time.

Siege is a nightmare in Heller's heart. In fact, the "Battle of Aleppo," of which she was so proud, terrified Heller the most. The slaughter efficiency of modern weapons is unimaginably cruel, and every time she wakes up from a dream, it's all because of the same set of images. She still remembers that in June 2018, due to the strength of the enemy forces, Ennoth forces launched a carpet bombardment of the Aleppo area, in which a large number of white phosphorus bombs were used. The white phosphorus bombs that fell from the sky in the dark night were like a dense rain of light, and the dazzling points of light poured down, illuminating the whole sky, and when they fell to the ground, the smoke and fire instantly burned the entire city into a fire.

The word "hell" appears countless times in the texts, and it is the highest punishment of the Creator for the infidels and the most vicious curse for every believer against his enemies.

Although Hell is the most terrifying existence in the hearts of every believer, no one can say exactly what Hell is like.

Heller had never known about Hell before, but on that day she finally learned that Hell is not the exclusive domain of Hell, but also of the earth. She sat in the troop carrier and saw the golden flames as tall and magnificent as the "Wailing Wall", which fell from the sky and pressed the whole city under the layers of magnificent flame walls.

More than 10 kilometers away, you can feel the scorching wind blowing in your face.

In the June heat, Heller felt chills all he had. Even though she kept reminding herself that it was the enemy who was being burned, she was still afraid. She turned her head to look at her companions, and no one showed excitement, and everyone's faces turned pale. Even the soldiers who grew up with the sound of guns were shocked by this terrifying picture.

Some vomited immediately, some cried bitterly, some trembled, and some knelt in prayer. They can't go back, they don't have a home anymore.

At this moment, seeing the continuous artillery fire, even though Heller has been through a lot and will not be frightened by the overwhelming white phosphorus bombs, her heart is still tight.

At the end of the day, she didn't know if she had made the right decision, and when she closed her eyes, she felt that she must be crazy, or that everything was involuntarily, like a puppet being pulled by the invisible thread of fate, towards a dark future.

The thick, unknown black color of his pupils made Heller more and more uneasy, and the sound of his heartbeat became more violent than the cannon fire.

Perhaps to reassure himself, or perhaps to strengthen his resolve, Heller remembered that the Chinese man who was formerly known as Rekcka, and later Seren, said that "everyone is tired of the brutal war, it's time to end it", and his expression was extremely calm when he said this, and his eyes flashed with an indecipherable light. It is impossible to see what kind of person he really is.

Is he a demon? or an angel?

Heller had no answer in her mind, and she was waiting for it.

"Heller, you've arrived?"

Heller was startled by the sudden voice over the walkie-talkie, and she hurriedly pulled the walkie-talkie out of her jacket pocket and said, "Yes, Uncle Tammel, I'm here." ”

"What about people?"

Heller steadied his rapid heartbeat and whispered, "In.... In the car. ”

"Okay, you don't go to Jerut, go around Jerut, go about ten kilometers along Highway 7 and you'll see us. ”

"Uncle Tammer, is my father alright?"

"He's fine, he's just asleep. The walkie-talkie was noisy for a moment, and soon the voice of Colonel Tamer came again, "Don't worry! When did Uncle Tamer lie to you?"

"That's good. Heller's eyes closed heavily, and a deep sense of shame appeared on his already haggard face, if it was Colonel Tamer who was here, he would definitely be able to see that Heller was different.

"Try to hurry, this battle can't be fought. ”

Even through the airwaves, Heller could hear the exhaustion and weakness in Tammel's tone, thinking that the clansmen were still on the front line and didn't know what to fight for, Heller was anxious and weak-hearted, and became more and more confused, thinking that there were still more than ten kilometers away from Colonel Tamer, and she still had a chance to make the final adjustment, so she forcibly suppressed her chaotic thoughts and whispered: "Okay, Uncle Tamer, I'll be there soon." ”

"You also have to be safe. ”

Heller stopped talking back and slipped the walkie-talkie back into his jacket pocket. Then she turned her head slightly, looked at the one-eyed dragon Stanger who was driving, and asked uneasily, "Uncle Stanger, do you think we chose this way?"

Stange, who was strapped to a bomb all over his body, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I don't know either. After a pause, he added, "But since you have made your choice, you have to trust your choice." ”

Heller was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I just don't believe in my choice. ”

Stanger was also silent for a moment before he whispered: "Back then, Mueller ran away incognito because he felt that the war was too bloody, and for the common people, happiness is always the moment to get rid of the war." He was proud of his own participation in various movements to try to overthrow the government, and he thought he was on the right side of history, but later found himself a pawn to be used, and no matter how good his wishes were, Syria and the people of Syria were irreversibly harmed. This made him wonder if what he was doing was really right and whether it was really right. I think Mill is right in what he said, what you have to choose is not to believe the stranger or not to believe, but to choose whether to uphold justice....."

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Forty minutes later, the convoy had rounded Gerut, which had been under heavy fire, and had driven about 10 kilometres along Highway 7, where it was not long before Heller saw armoured vehicles, anti-aircraft missile vehicles, and armed pickup trucks with anti-aircraft machine guns in a defensive position at Checkpoint 13 on Highway 7.

The walkie-talkie in his jacket pocket rang again, "Heller, is that you?"

The moment of the announcement of the results was imminent, but Heller's heart calmed down, she took out the walkie-talkie, pressed the button, and said in a deep voice, "It's us, Uncle Tamer." ”

"Plant the flag. ”

"Good. Heller turned to look at Stanger, the one-eyed dragon driving beside him, "Uncle Stanger, plant the flag." ”

Stanger answered, pressed the window of the pickup truck, and the cold air poured in, sweeping away the dull air in the car. Stanger pulled out a queer flag from the storage compartment that was slightly larger than the palm of his hand and snapped it into the rearview mirror outside the car. Led by armed pickup trucks with queer flags, the three-vehicle convoy soon entered a tiered line of defense based on checkpoints, with tanks, armoured vehicles, and concrete guardrails as fortifications.

Seeing that the armored car that was removed did not belong to the Queer German armed forces, but a typical lighthouse country system, looking at it, these missile vehicles, anti-aircraft guns, armored vehicles, and tank vehicles inside did not belong to their Queer Germans, and their Queer Germans did not have such high-end equipment at all.

She had never seen these missile vehicles before, and she couldn't even recognize the models of those huge missiles. But the snow-white warhead and the streamlined steel torso show that these things are extremely dangerous weapons.

"The more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are", and the same applies to weapons.

Heller's heartbeat, which had finally calmed down, became fierce again. She tried her best to calm herself down and observe carefully, although her military level was average, she also knew that the significance of building a defense line in the Gobi region was not great, and mobility was more important. Therefore, generally speaking, the construction of positions is to build reinforced concrete around the city as a support point, mixed trenches, minefields, anticline positions, false targets and other means of multi-level and multi-level in-depth layout.

No commander will build a position on the Gobi. In the battle on the Gobi in the open, there is little point in building complex defensive positions, and the head-on clash is all about who has more mobility and firepower. And the opposing side built such a tight defense around this two-story checkpoint that it not only arranged armed pickups with anti-aircraft machine guns behind the tanks, but also set up missile vehicles behind the armored vehicles on the third floor. In terms of rigor, it doesn't look like it's random at all, and it doesn't look like Uncle Tammel's handiwork.

Heller felt strange in his heart, looked up at the strange radar device set up on the roof of the checkpoint, remembered the magical power of Ryktka, and immediately realized that the other party was not guarding against the main army, but against Ryktzka, no, he should be called Sailen now.

Finding that the other party's strength was much stronger than she imagined, Heller was apprehensive, she turned her head to look at Stanger on the side, wanting to ask the other party if he knew what kind of weapons these were, and noticed that Uncle Stanger also had a worried face, and she guessed that Uncle Stanger might not know. She wondered what kind of weapon it was, and what could she do?

"Now we have to go as planned. Heller hinted at himself.

She didn't want to ask anymore, but she couldn't stop thinking about it. The pickup soon stopped, leaving her to face reality. Heller looked ahead and saw Uncle Tamer standing behind a row of honeycomb missile nest cars, alongside him a well-looking white man in a white suit and a redhead OL girl who was prettier than a Hollywood star.

Heller had never seen such a beautiful woman, and he had never been ashamed of himself, but at this time, he felt that his image was a little terrible.

The redhead also noticed Heller's gaze, chuckling at Heller through the flying dust.

The other party's smiling expression made Heller's heart feel inexplicable, and she immediately reined in her thoughts and secretly thought: "It's all at this time, how can you think of such a messy thing?"

Heller took a deep breath and gave Uncle Stanger a look, seeing Stanger quietly press the window, turn off the engine, and put the walkie-talkie on her lap, she pushed the car door and jumped out of the pickup. Heler felt her legs go weak as she stepped on the gravel floor, as if she had jumped into the icy sea, and the last time she felt this was when she entered the city during the Battle of Aleppo. She wiped her sweaty hand against her pants, carefully grimaced, and walked unhurriedly towards Colonel Tamer and two white men she didn't know.

When he crossed the cellular missile nest and walked to the front of the checkpoint, Heller respectfully called out "Uncle Tamer."

Tamer, who had a tired face with dark circles under his eyes, shook his spirits, tilted his head and introduced: "Heller, this is Mr. Louis, I mentioned to you, the big man of the Lighthouse Intelligence Agency. ”

Costa Lucas immediately stretched out his hand to Heller and said with a smile: "You are Heller? ”

Heller didn't mean to shake hands with Costa Lucas, she rolled her jerky and aching throat, and said coldly, "People...... I brought. What about my father?"

Because she had cried so many times and talked too much, her voice had become low and hoarse, like someone whose throat had been hurt. Coupled with this cold tone, there is some awe-inspiring and inviolable momentum. However, there was still a slight tremor in his tone, which made people feel a little nervous.

Costa Lucas was not embarrassed at all, put down his hand that was in the air very casually, and said with a smile on his face: "Your father is resting in a safe place because he has taken an overdose of 'Zorram'. He looked at Heller's stiff face and whispered like a familiar elder, "Don't be nervous, Heller, you may not believe me, but you must trust your dear Uncle Tammel." He has worked tirelessly to protect you queer people, and if it weren't for him, you queer people would all be buried in Asura. ”

Heller didn't look at Colonel Tamer, and said directly: "It has nothing to do with whether I believe in Uncle Tamer or not, I have to see my father himself." It's not that the video can't be faked, otherwise I wouldn't have handed it over to you......"

Before Costa Lucas could speak, Shishi on the side raised his hand and hugged his chest and sneered: "Little girl, do you think that when you come here, what you say can be counted?"

Heller glanced at the redhead, undisguised disdain, she lifted her blouse, revealing the lining full of glory bullets, and sneered: "The three cars behind me are also full of explosives, if you don't want to die together, it's better to be respectful of us." After a pause, she said firmly, "I think you should know that we queer Germans are never afraid of sacrifice......

"It's really overwhelming...."Shishi clenched his fists with empty eyes, as if he wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Costa Lucas raising his hand.

Costa Lucas looked Heller up and down curiously, and said with interest, "It seems that Colonel Tamer didn't tell you what kind of people we are. ”

"No matter what kind of people you are, I will not compromise with you like Uncle Tamer. If you want people, you have to hand over my father first, and then we'll talk about other things. ”

Costa Lucas didn't answer immediately, but stared at Heller without saying a word. Heller glared back without showing weakness, even though she was still like a bird shivering in the cold wind just now, but at this moment her pale face covered with sweat revealed a determination that would never go back. Costa Lucas smiled and turned his head to look at Colonel Tamer next to him, "It seems that your little niece has more personality than you!"

Colonel Tamer hurriedly and eagerly said, "Heller, how can you talk to Mr. Louis like this? ”

Heller turned his head to look at Colonel Tamer, suppressed his anger and said, "Uncle Tamer, if my father were okay, he would never agree to cooperate with the Lighthousemen, let alone those ISIS terrorists!"

Colonel Tamer was speechless, he closed his eyes, his face showed irrepressible pain, and he said weakly, "It's not what you think, Heller......"

Heller didn't wait for Colonel Tamer to finish, then looked back at Costa Lucas and said firmly, "Let me see my father first." ”

Colonel Tamer bowed his head and sighed.

"I just like a girl like you who is filial and courageous. After that, Costa Lucas turned to Shishi and said, "Shishi, call Lima and ask her to ask Yusuf to send Dr. Hazard over." ”

Shishi pulled out the satellite phone from his trouser pocket, half-turned around and dialed it, giving Rima the order in a few words.

Seeing that Hirsch had hung up the phone, Heller turned to look back, and hurriedly said loudly as if he remembered something, "By the way, don't forget Khalid's mother and sisters......

Feeling provoked, Shish, who was holding the satellite phone, raised her pale golden willow eyebrows, snorted coldly, and looked at Costa Lucas.

Costa Lucas stared at Heller with empty eyes, as if he had nothing to do, and asked, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Heller's heart tightened with the cheetah-like eyes of Costa Lucas, and she stammered, "Just now.... Forget.... Finish. ”

Costa Lucas looked up and down at Heller, who was plump and very Middle Eastern-looking, licked his lips and said, "What are you afraid of? I don't want to eat people." ”

Heller couldn't help but shrink back, almost taking a few steps back from Costa Lucas's forced gaze.

After all, Costa Lucas didn't pick Heller's chin with his hand like LSP, but looked at the car behind Heller, "But you have made so many requests, and you haven't even shown me the person I want?"

Heller summoned up the courage he had honed in the war, and said forcefully: "I'm all here, are you still afraid of what tricks my little girl will play?"

Hearing Heller say the word "The Chosen One," Costa Lucas said casually, "Shisch, let Yusuf bring Khalid's family with him." Then he said to Shishi in the carrier's communication system, "Tell him to be careful, you can bring more men." ”

"What do you suspect she's hapting?"

"I am not afraid of any conspiracy she will use, but I expect it to be so, which shows that my judgment is not wrong, Athena and his little lover are at some point unable to use the carrier. It's a good thing, let's wait and see, she can't run away anyway. ”

"I see, I'll remind Yusuf. ”

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The umbrella-shaped "Seven Sins Sect" floated in the air like a kite for hundreds of meters, which was the limit of what Cheng Mo could do. Under the intense light at noon, the already transparent nature of the light body made it impossible to observe with the naked eye. Cheng Mo forgot about the disturbing mosquitoes hovering around his head, and lay on his stomach in the grass to concentrate on three things, listening to the conversation on the other side of the walkie-talkie, while using the antenna simulated by the "Seven Sins Sect" to feel the electrical signal, and at the same time observing the position two kilometers away.

The open environment on the Gobi and the absence of cluttered signal interference make it less difficult for Cheng Mo to monitor the uplink signal of the satellite phone. Of course, monitoring the signal does not mean that Cheng Mo can open the unpacking package and hear the content of the conversation, but it only means that Cheng Mo knows that someone is using a satellite phone to talk.

What Cheng Mo needs to do now is to calculate the accurate frequency band used by the other party's mobile terminal through the other party's two calls, and judge whether the other party is using a high-orbit mobile satellite communication system, a different orbit mobile satellite communication system, or a low-orbit mobile satellite communication system.

This is almost an impossible problem for ordinary Chosen One, first of all, he does not have the "Seven Sins Sect" that can be extended to such a high altitude, not to mention the poor ductility of ordinary Chosen Weapons, and the conductivity is far better than that of the "Seven Sins Sect". Even if there is an oscilloscope and a signal is detected, it is impossible to determine what communication system the other party is using based on a few signals unless it has been specifically studied. But for an astronomy professional like Cheng Mo, an accurate judgment can be made based on the corresponding code source widths of the three systems.

The difficulty lies in Cheng Mo's desire to calculate the lateral intersection through the uplink signal and the downlink signal to determine the position of the receiving signal. If the communication distance between the two is short, the antenna formed by the "Seven Sins Sect" can collect the downlink signal, and there is still such a possibility. If the distance is too large, the angle difference between the upward and downstream signals is too large, and it is almost impossible to calculate the position of the receiver.

Hearing the end of the second conversation from the walkie-talkie, Cheng Mo drove the "Seven Sins Sect" to the northeast. Lying on his stomach in the bushes and waiting for a moment, but still not being able to collect the downward signal, he got up and ran towards a few bushes of low trees in the distance.

At this moment, his mind was full of the messages that Heller had given her and the various messages he had just collected, which combined to allow Cheng Mo to complete a portrait of the intelligence officer who claimed to be Louis, and also allow him to formulate a more perfect rescue plan.

Colonel Tamer, who Cheng Mo received from Heller, only sent her the video, and did not let her talk to her father, as did Khalid. Cheng Mo suspected that Dr. Hazard and Khalid's family were not in the same place as Colonel Tamer.

After he carefully reviewed the two videos, he judged from the background that Dr. Hazard and Khalid's family were definitely not on the battlefield, and the background decoration also showed that they were not in a Middle Eastern-style building, and if it was a base in the Lighthouse State, it would not be possible to use such luxurious wood veneer. Coupled with the cramped space and luxurious decoration, it is the most likely to be an RV by default.

This is the first bit of useful information that Cheng Mo has gathered.

It is understandable that the other party did not bring the hostages with him, which is easy to understand for the sake of convenience, but the other party did not place the hostages in the lighthouse base, which is a bit abnormal.

Of course, there is a way to explain this anomaly. However, Cheng Mo felt very strange at the beginning, the other party's method of chasing him did not use all his strength at all, it was more like a temptation, and it seemed like he was guarding against someone, which was not Xingmen's approach at all. The people of the Star Gate would never be so cautious, if it was the people of the Star Gate who had mastered his or Athena's whereabouts, it would definitely be a stormy pursuit, not in such a way of trying to cover up.

Assuming that the other party is really from the Stargate, then he and Athena may not have a chance to escape to the Duma at all.

And the other party was a little too cautious and gave him a lot of opportunities. This made Cheng Mo suspect that the other party's intelligence work was true, and the statement from the lighthouse was likely to be false.

Seeing the opponent's position at this time proved his judgment.

"It's really bloody, so many weapons against the Chosen One, even if you have a carrier to break through from the front, it is very difficult, especially those white slender Perseus missiles, which belong to the legendary weapons of the Lighthouse Country, it is said that as long as the carrier is locked, it will be 100% broken, and it is a big killer against the Chosen One. If it were an intelligence officer of a certain country's Chosen One, it would be impossible for him to have the authority to use such a powerful weapon. And the soldiers didn't look like regular troops, although they wore the clothes of the lighthouse troops, they had no armbands, no ranks, and in terms of weapons and ethnicity, they looked more like mercenaries from Europa. The other party is certainly not a lighthouse or a stargate, nor is it a chosen one from the national Chosen One organization, but the chosen one of some independent intelligence agency. ”

"The other party can make such a big battle, and can also find the lighthouse force to borrow Apache, which means that it has received the tacit approval of the lighthouse, which means that the energy of this intelligence agency is not small, and the most powerful intelligence agencies in the world are Ipsos and Sullivan, these two institutions and the lighthouse are inextricably linked, but I don't know which one of them is?"

"But whatever it is, then the Chosen ones can't be at the lighthouse base, but somewhere else. Could it be in the RV where Dr. Hazard and Khalid's family were imprisoned?

"According to the height of the 'Seven Sins', the angle difference between the downward signal and the upward signal should be more than 10 degrees, which means that the satellite mobile device at the receiving end is at least 20 kilometers away......

"THE FIRST UPLINK SIGNAL BAND IS 1617MHZ, AND THE SECOND UPLINK SIGNAL BAND IS 1623.5MHZ, AND ONLY THE IRIDIUM SYSTEM WITH A BEAM SWITCHING AT 9MIN WILL SWITCH THE FREQUENCY BAND IN SUCH A SHORT PERIOD OF TIME...."

After Cheng Mo analyzed the information he had obtained so far, he roughly determined the opponent. He wanted his opponent to know that caution would bring such a big flaw, and he would definitely regret his previous hesitation. Of course, this can't be blamed on the opponent, people who engage in intelligence have always been more cautious, and Athena's reputation is too big, so it's always right to be careful.

But the other party definitely didn't think that Cheng Mo could determine the approximate range of the safety point with just two phone calls. It's easy to think about, but it's actually hard. It is also the relationship between the time and the place, so that he can get accurate data, if it is in a city, a complex geographical environment or a thunderstorm, whether the signal can be monitored is a problem, let alone obtain accurate data.

Even in such an open and sunny weather, he still had to risk getting close to the opponent's position in order to monitor as accurate data as possible.

After running for about four minutes and fifty-one seconds, a distance of about 1,500 meters, Cheng Mo smelled a little moisture in the dry air, and he gasped and rushed to the back of the woods. Several queer Germans were guarding with guns, and when they saw Cheng Mo coming, they immediately pointed their guns at him nervously.

Curly saw that it was Cheng Mo, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and complained loudly: "Mr. Sailen, why can't you hear any sound when you run." ”

Cheng Mo didn't waste time explaining, and said directly: "Hurry up and get in the car and get ready to go." ”

Under the greeting of curly hair, a group of people immediately got into the car, including Fayer, after being let go by Heller, Fayer did not leave, I heard that Cheng Mo was going to save people, and the enthusiastic Fayl also found a few Albanians who had been soldiers, saying that they were not worried about queer Germans, and said that they wanted to protect Cheng Mo. Cheng Mo did not dissuade him, but promised a heavy reward.

After saying hello to Fayer, Cheng Mo walked to the Honda pickup truck parked closest to the outside of the woods, pulled the car door and got into the passenger seat, and Mohammed Oweis, who was smoking, poked the remaining half of the cigarette into the ashtray next to the cigarette lighter, instead of throwing it out the car window.

"Where to go. Mohammed Al-Owis asked.

Cheng Mo closed his eyes, and the map of Syria popped up in his mind, it stands to reason that if the other party's body is in the same place as Dr. Hazard and Khalid's family, the other party will set up a safety point near the base of the lighthouse, that is, along Highway 7 and go up. In this way, if something happens, it will be safer to rescue.

But this is the most ordinary way of thinking, but the other party has not used all his strength to hunt down himself and Athena? Perhaps she wanted to force Athena to use the carrier to determine when she would use it. Or maybe she sensed that she couldn't use the carrier. They even guessed who I was, just like I guessed who they were. ”

"As a cautious intelligence worker, where will I set up the security point? I will all be on guard, even my subordinates will hide it! Not to mention the stargate! So I will definitely not set the security point near the lighthouse base!"

"Then we can rule out the direction of the lighthouse base, which is about sixty degrees northeast. There is also a position within about 90 degrees in the direction of Damascus that can be ignored for the time being, so the possibility is concentrated in the southwest 30 degrees and 90 degrees southeast. Just now my signal monitoring point was set up in the northeast direction near the lighthouse base, because I was inferring according to common sense at that time, on the premise of convenience and safety, the intelligence officer named Louis set up the safety point along Highway 7, but I did not collect the downward signal, which means that it is very unlikely that there is a safety point in the area about 20 degrees or so north-southeast direction. In general, there is a greater probability of 90 degrees to the southeast......"

A detailed map of the southwest and southeast of Syria suddenly appeared in Cheng Mo's mind, and the Dumer military airfield, located near Highway 2 in the southeast, was very conspicuous in the vast desert.

"If I were him, I would definitely set up a safe spot near here, in case something happened, I could run away as soon as possible, and if Athena and I were caught, it would be convenient to transfer as soon as possible...... The security point of the other side must have been set up near Dummel airport."

After coming to this conclusion, Cheng Mo's heart beat violently, and he felt that he was in a big card game that was related to the world, and this card game was not settled by money, but human life, so this was a war. The opponent Demon God Shaxx is a player who plays very tightly, even tighter than the standard play, and is a player who does not make unexpected moves.

"He doesn't like bluffing!" He also relies on calculation intelligence to determine how to bet on players...... Cheng Mo thought to himself, he opened his eyes, and decided to stud first when he shouldn't, he took a deep breath and whispered: "Let's go in the direction of Highway 2 first." ”

Muhammad Al-Ovis nodded, took out his walkie-talkie and ordered, "Follow me." ”

Four armed pickup trucks drove out of the grove in turn, speeding in the direction of Route 2. Cheng Mo was calculating the time in his mind, and at the same time began to simulate the wayfinding algorithm of satellite navigation, the subordinates who can make the other party trust are definitely not Syrians, so if they want to reach the destination, they can only rely on satellite navigation, and the path set by satellite navigation is the easiest to calculate.......

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More than half an hour later, Cheng Mo led the convoy to the country road node that must be passed through the Dumer military airport to Jerut. Cheng Mo bet that the other party would set up a safety point near the Dumer military airport, so he planned to ambush the other party here. If the other party did not set up the safety point near the lighthouse base as he expected, then he would fall short and could only sacrifice himself.

For Cheng Mo, success or failure is in this move, and if you bet right, there will be a follow-up.

Cheng Mo got out of the car and took a look at the terrain, which is a narrow one-lane road, and the sides of the road are planted with a strange willow called "Heim". In addition to camel thorns and curly cypresses, there is also a drought-tolerant dwarf tree species called "Helm", which not only prevents the erosion of quicksand, but also contains enough salt in the leaves to meet the camel's salt needs.

Helm's presence causes the two cars to meet head-on, and one of them must be parked on the side of the road, drive the car off the road a little bit, and let the other car pass first, so that the two cars can complete the intersection. Although peace has been restored in name to Syria, there are still few people on such remote roads.

So Cheng Mo first arranged a car to pretend to break down and block the middle of the road. Curly then ambushed Curly with a few queer Germans on the right side of the road. Khalid was the carrier of Khalid, and after explaining some details, Khalid led a few queer people to ambush on the left side of the road.

In the piece of Uroboros he gave to Khaled, there was a lot of money and a small amount of contribution points, as well as some low-level skills. In the absence of combat power, Cheng Mo immediately asked Khalid to pay some contribution points, complete the genetic test, and activate the zero-level carrier.

Cheng Mo and Mohammed Al-Owes lurked in the bushes a kilometre away on the right side of the road. Fayer and a few Albanians were placed further away, and they were not needed here.

The wilderness was silent, white clouds floated in the clear blue sky, and the leafy Helm swayed in the breeze. It's a beautiful scene. Looking up at the clean sky, it reminds people of the scene of the hero and heroine rolling on the grass in the idol drama.

Although the environment looks very good and the air is very fresh, Cheng Mo is not uncomfortable at all, not because he is lying next to Mohammed Oweis, not a beautiful and hot woman. But because even in the slightly cold weather in February, there are many terrible mosquitoes in the grass, and mosquitoes larger than rice grains hover above Cheng Mo's head like bombers.

Cheng Mo couldn't help but wave his hand twice to drive away the mosquitoes, and thought: "Sure enough, actors are not so easy to be, to perform a romantic kiss scene under a head full of mosquitoes, you need to be a little ......."

Mohammed Ovis, who was about a meter and a half away from Cheng Mo, noticed Cheng Mo's embarrassment, silently took out a small plastic bottle and threw it to Cheng Mo, and said softly: "DEET." ”

Cheng Mo hurriedly smeared the yellowed liquid on his clothes and hat, and finally drove the mosquitoes away, when there were fewer annoying mosquitoes, he suddenly felt that lying in the bushes and basking in the sun could be regarded as enjoying a moment of comfort. He returned the plastic bottle to Mohammed Al-Ovis and said, "If I had known you had this, I wouldn't have been bitten by mosquitoes for so long in the first place." ”

"As a sniper, this thing definitely has it. Mohammed Al-Oves took the bottle with one hand and said, "I didn't ask me for you at that time, I thought that a superman like you would have nothing to make you afraid, but I didn't expect to be afraid of mosquitoes." ”

Cheng Mo smiled and said, "I'm not just afraid of mosquitoes, I'm afraid of too many things......

Muhammad Al-Ovis was also a master who was not good at chatting, and did not know how to answer at all, and the two men fell silent again, observing together the direction where the enemy might come at the end of the road.

After a long while, he didn't find any movement, Cheng Mo calculated the time, and felt that it was impossible to miss it, so he turned on Super Hearing and waited with peace of mind. At this time, he had finished thinking about the things that he should have thought about, and he didn't need to think about anything else for the time being, so he seemed to remember what the meaning was, and asked, "In the slums, after I left, nothing else happened, right?"

"Nothing serious. It's a rigorous screening, but you go out early, and they can't find anything. Then there was the widespread repatriation, and the resettlement ..... In short, it is thanks to Napoleon VII to make the Xila Zhengfu a mess, otherwise it will be a worse mess than the slums. ”

"Is Ryketzka alright?"

"It's fine. ”

"Then how did you get back to Syria?"

"I didn't have a passport, I didn't have a refugee document, I was deported. ”

"Rykska didn't help you?"

"He said he would help me with my identity, and Eugene and Sinclair said they could help me with my identity, but I refused. ”

"I miss my homeland. Cheng Mo sighed casually.

"No, I just didn't want to stay in Europa and I didn't know where to go, so I came back. I didn't know where to go when I came back, I didn't have a home, and I thought that Stanger had been here all along, and I had nowhere to go anyway, so I wanted to ask Stanger to see if I could find something to do here in the camp. ”

"Don't you plan to go back to the Queer Control Zone?"

Mohammed Al-Oveis shook his head.

"You're a hero of the Queer people, even I, a stranger, know your story, why don't you want to go back to the Queer control area? I think they still respect you very much!" Cheng Mo asked softly.

In the Hydra Building, he could see that this man with a face full of vicissitudes had a story, but he didn't expect that he was the most famous Queer sharpshooter "Muller", and he didn't expect that he was not dead, but just wanted to live incognito. Cheng Mo is still quite curious about the mental journey of such a character.

Mohammed Al-Oveis hesitated for a moment and whispered: "When I was young, I read some books such as "Animal Farm" and "Brave New World", and I was influenced by liberal ideology and always felt aggrieved and felt that this country was not worthy of me. We, the queer and the Albanians, all of whom deserve a richer life and a better future, took to the streets and started exercising. I still firmly believe that our original intentions are good, and our wishes are also good, but I didn't expect things to turn out not at all as we imagined. We are full of enthusiasm to change the country, but we are used by politicians with intentions, simply as soon as we hear that the country has reached a desperate situation, and we are the heroes of the nation, we must take up arms, fight for the future of the whole nation and the country, so some people are hot-headed and really pick up guns, and as a result, things start to get out of control, and pure revolution turns into violence, and then violence turns into war. And once the war starts, tears are inevitable, everyone has no way to be alone, all people's fate will be changed, and the direction is unknown, everyone is swept into the flood, some people hold on to trees or sampans that can save their lives, and some people sink to the bottom of the water inexplicably, regardless of whether they can save their lives or not, their families..... There will be no .....," said Mohammed Al-Ovis after a long silence before he sneered, "At first we thought it was just a battle between young people who yearn for freedom and fairness and dictators, but later we learned that we are nothing more than pawns of politicians fighting against dissidents, seeking secession or competing for interests." And I, a hero who has been erected, will inevitably end up being a politician, or a banner to be used by politicians. I was tired of this life and wanted to quit, but Dr. Hazard agreed with my decision, but the people behind him secretly arrested me, but instead of killing me for the sake of what I had done, they sent me to Hydra and locked me up, and then issued a statement that I had died, and made up some 'great' stories to inspire the poor young people....."

Seeing Mohammed Oweis's angry and sad expression, Cheng Mo sighed in his heart and said, "I'm sorry for reminding you of bad memories." To change the subject, he casually asked, "Where did Sinclair and Eugene go?"

"The two of them followed your friend Dr. Gao to France. ”

Cheng Mo was slightly surprised, "Doctor Gao?"

"Yes. Muhammad Al-Ovis nodded, "They said they would do something great with you." So she went with Dr. Gao, and at that time persuaded me to go with me, and Dr. Gao also lobbied me, and I felt that she was very interested in this kind of life of licking blood with the tip of a knife. But I was tired of it, so I didn't say yes. ”

Cheng Mo didn't know what to say, thinking of Gao Yue's eldest sister with Eugene and Sinclair, he was a little big. He wasn't afraid that Eugene and Sinclair would be bad for Gao Yuemei, what he was worried about was that Gao Yuemei would really be a river thief at the instigation of Eugene......

The two of them were speechless for a while, and each fell into thought.

Until Cheng Mo used his super hearing to monitor that a convoy was approaching. He immediately cheered up and whispered to Muhammad al-Ovis: "Inform them that the enemy is coming." Quickly find a safe spot farther away, set up a sniper point, and wait until you burst the left front and rear tires of the last car in the dogfight. ”

Mohammed Owis nodded, and the cat swooped towards Cheng Mo's right side.

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The battle ended quickly, and even if the Queer warriors were well-trained and prepared, and lay in ambush on both sides of the road in advance, they were doomed by the time they faced mercenaries armed to the teeth and the omnipotent "Chosen One".

Cheng Mo hid in the bushes and watched from afar as Khaled, who was armed with a plasma lightsaber, was kicked to the ground by a strong pigtailed man and stepped on his chest.

Holding a slightly rushing curly hair to save Khalid, he shot at the pigtailed man, and the long braid suddenly turned into a black steel umbrella, spun quickly, and fanned all the bullets away, "pop, pop, pop" bounced on the car and the ground, as well as the curly hair's body.

Curly screamed and lay on the ground convulsing, seeing this scene, all the queer Germans seemed to have lost their fighting spirit, threw down their guns, raised their hands and chose to surrender.

The pigtailed man grinned, revealing a mouth full of silver steel teeth, and chattered and laughed: "I thought you were so powerful that you would dare to come out and rob the Tao at this level." I really don't understand such waste, why did Lord Shaxx specifically remind me to be careful, causing me to be cautious all the way and how much time was delayed?"

Seeing that the queer Germans were completely annihilated, Cheng Mo had no intention of supporting, lying under the bushes and observing indifferently, when he heard the pigtailed man say the name "Lord Shaxx", his heart was shocked, and he said in his heart: "The Shaxx Demon God, who ranks 44th among the 72 Pillar Demon Gods of King Solomon, did not expect it to be a person of the Black Death! Could it be that Ipsos or Sullivan belonged to the organization of the Black Death? No wonder he was so jealous of Athena. He turned his mind and felt a little regretful, "It's a pity that Athena is gone, otherwise you can ask her who this Shaxx is......"

Cheng Mo thought again: "I don't know if she is in Damascus now? If she is witty enough, she should find a way to get to Lebanon, Damascus airport will definitely not be able to take off, and there must be people from Shaxx there." Cheng Mo shook his head and threw all these thoughts out, he sighed in his heart, "Do you still have time to worry about her?

He forced himself to refocus and turn his attention to the current state of war, and only in the midst of intense thought and imminent danger could he forget about Athena's star-swirled blue eyes for a moment.

At this moment, the queer Germans who wanted to rescue the hostages were already kneeling on the ground with guns raised, and the mercenaries in big scalp shoes were walking around in the crowd, and when they saw who was not pleasing to the eye, they kicked over, and the poor queer Germans dared not speak out, especially the curly hair, who had been beaten with a blue nose and swollen face.

Cheng Mo's mind was not on these queer people, but was engrossed in holding the "Seven Sins Sect antenna" and waiting for the pigtailed man to make a satellite call.

Sure enough, the pigtailed man got into the front of the Humvee, sat in the passenger seat and started talking on the phone. Cheng Mo listened intensively and listened to the call class, and at the same time calculated the signal frequency band of the other party, because it was very easy to predict that the other party was an Iridium system.

The conversation was very brief, and the pigtailed man deliberately told the other side of the phone about Khalid holding a lightsaber, and he couldn't be sure whether Khalid was the carrier or the body. In addition, the other party was asked what to do with the prisoners of war.

When he heard the pigtailed man say the name "Miss Shish", Cheng Mo was even more shocked than he heard "Lord Shaxx", and he almost couldn't help jumping up and asking, "Why is Sith not dead", and then carefully distinguished, only to find that the other party was called "Heesch", not "Heath", and it was obvious that the other party was still a woman. I was probably choked by the Sith, so I suffered from "PDST" (post-traumatic stress disorder).

As Cheng Mo expected, the woman named Shishi on the other end of the phone asked the pigtailed man to bring all the prisoners of war back to the position, especially to make the pigtailed man named Yusuf look favorably on Khaled.

The plot is completely following the script, which makes Cheng Mo's sudden and rapid heartbeat cool down. He used his energy and tried his best to hear a small sound leaking from the satellite phone, which should be due to the distance being too far, and the lazy voice seemed very ethereal, like a sexy girl whispering unconsciously in her ear.

All in all, it is very charming, but Cheng Mo has no way to imagine the other party as a beauty, and he only has a clown face with a bloody mouth in his mind.

When the pigtailed man hung up the phone, tied up the queer prisoners of war and pressed them into the car, Cheng Mo hurriedly began to calculate the lateral intersection of the upward and downward signals according to the position of the position and the location here. Based on the data from the beginning of the position, Cheng Mo was able to shrink the area where the opponent's safety point was located again......

This time it seems to be a reckless head-off, but in fact, Cheng Mo is trying to get key data and confuse the other party. When the scope of the security point was framed within a five-kilometer radius southeast of the Dumer military airport, Cheng Mo knew that he was really close to success.

He quietly took a deep breath and looked down the narrow boulevard. It was clear that Mohammed Al-Ovis had succeeded in his mission, and the last of the Humvees had been left behind because of a flat tire, and several mercenaries were crouching on the side of the road to change tires. The six cars in front left ahead of schedule in order not to lose time, leaving only the last bulletproof Humvee and four heavily armed mercenaries.

Cheng Mo timed in his mind and began to count down the time when the car left the intercom call range. He looked to the right to find Muhammad al-Ovis, but he did not know how Muhammad al-Ovis was hidden, and he did not find him. So Cheng Mo could only use super hearing to find the sound of his heartbeat.

Unexpectedly, Muhammad Al-Oweis even hid the sound of his heartbeat very cleverly, slowly following a certain natural rhythm, and he listened carefully for a while before determining the location. When he crawled forward to the right with the gun on his back, he found that Mohammed Al-Owis was lying on his right side, with his legs together and bent at his knees, holding the gun at his knees, curled up in the middle of a bush of camel thorns that did not look so large.

His physique was not large, and this posture allowed him to hide in the small bush of camel thorns without being seen at all. Most people don't think that they can hide people inside. Coupled with his long-washed camouflage suit, which was a little whitish, his whole body was fused with the dusty camel thorns, and it was difficult for people to see.

Cheng Mo also climbed into the camel thorns next to him, the leaves of the semi-shrubs on the Gobi Desert are quite hard thorns, although they are not as piercing as cacti, but they are not too far worse than thorns, and it is easy to pull blood marks when they scratch the skin.

I saw that the back of my hand was accidentally scratched with a lot of white marks, although there was no blood, but it was also faintly stinging. Cheng Mo could only admire Mohammed Al-Ovis's amazing endurance, and after giving him a thumbs up, he said softly: "Wait for one of us to clean up the two, we can't miss it, and we have to leave the clothes ......"

Mohammed Al-Owis nodded at Chengmo and redirected his eyes to the scope.

Cheng Mo couldn't make such a strange posture as Mohammed Ovis, lay on the ground and set up the gun, aimed at the bulletproof Humvee 1.5 kilometers away, and after a little observation, Cheng Mo whispered: "Wait for my order, you are responsible for the two rear wheels, and I am responsible for the two front wheels." ”

Muhammad Oweiss did not speak, but simply put his finger on the trigger of the AWM sniper rifle. The two of them waited quietly in the camel thorns, and when there were only five seconds left in the estimated time in Cheng Mo's mind, he began to count down, and the moment the "ONE" gently spat out from his lips, they fired the first shot at the same time, almost in the blink of an eye, the first bullet had not yet hit the target, and they fired the second shot at the same time.

The muffled sound of gunfire overlapped in one place, as did the sound of the Humvee falling to the ground. The four people who were changing their tires probably died before they could react to the attack.

Cheng Mo stood up first, but Mohammed Oweis froze on the ground because of the huge physical exertion of the side-lying sniper position. Seeing this, Cheng Mo stretched out his hand to Muhammad Al-Owes and pulled him up. The two of them ran side by side towards the Humvee.

Running to the side of the Humvee, the two men quickly moved the body to the side of the road, placing their heads in a low-lying place to prevent blood from staining their clothes. Cheng Mo glanced at the two mercenaries killed by Muhammad Ovis, and the bullets just passed through the center of the eyebrows a little below the helmet. Glancing at the two mercenaries he killed, one shot through a little below the right eye, and the other burst his mouth, and died without any beauty, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "It's really worthy of a sharpshooter."

Picking up the walkie-talkie and calling Fayle over, Cheng Mo said to Muhammad Al-Ovis, "Change your clothes." ”

Mohammed Al-Oveis gently placed the sniper rifle on his shoulder on the hood and asked, "Are you going to the other party's lair?"

"So to speak. Cheng Mo was not as strict as Mohammed Al-Ovis, he casually leaned his gun against the side of the car, found a mercenary with a similar size, and began to pull the other party's clothes.

Mohammed al-Owis also found a small man, and after taking off the coat from the corpse, he began to put on his clothes, and did not take off his old coat.

"Don't take off your coat?" Cheng Mo asked a little strangely.

"I'm thinner, so I can't see it when I wear more. ”

"Won't it be uncomfortable, or will it interfere with movement?"

"No, it won't. Mohammed Al-Owis put on his helmet and moved his hands and feet, "The main thing is that this suit is my lucky suit, and if I wear it, I won't get shot." ”

"Okay!" Cheng Mo shrugged his shoulders and threw the clothes he had taken off next to the corpse.

"Does the site need to be cleaned up?" asked Mohammed Oweis.

Cheng Mo stared at the bloodstains and corpses on the ground, thought for a moment and said, "Yes, and it also needs to leave no traces.....

Probably because Cheng Mo had been thinking for a long time, Mohammed Alves felt that there seemed to be something more profound in this ordinary action, but he couldn't guess what Cheng Mo wanted to do, so he could only ask a direct question, "Even if we can sneak into each other's lair, can we fight?"

Cheng Mo replied directly: "Of course not." ”

This natural tone made Mohammed Al-Ovis not know how to continue the conversation, so he could only close his mouth and walk to the front wheel, and took the initiative to start doing what the mercenaries did not do, replacing the bulky run-flat tires.

Cheng Mo didn't know how to change tires at all, he could only watch from the side, and he added lightly: "In terms of strength, we will definitely be completely blown up by the opponent, but the weakness of the opponent is that it relies too much on the acquisition of intelligence, and being too stable is also a weakness......

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Costa Lucas sat alone at the checkpoint with his legs crossed, looking boredly at the sentry's journal as sunlight filtered through the shooting hole and cast a cross on the ground.

"Yusuf, haven't you arrived yet?"

Standing in the doorway, Shish walked in, glanced at the journal of the handwritten spellbook that looked like a ghost-drawn talisman, and said, "Ten minutes ago, he said that it would be about thirteen minutes away. ”

Costa Lucas nodded, flipping through the journal unhurriedly to the last page.

Shishi couldn't help but ask, "Do you know the Saudi language?"

"Of course not. Costa Lucas closed the journal and threw it on the table.

"Then why are you taking it so seriously?"

Costa Lucas raised his right hand and tapped his index finger on his temple, "The ability of an intelligence officer to be able to find information in incomprehensible information is to be able to show the ability of an intelligence officer." ”

"And what do you see?"

Costa Lucas Schiran said: "I saw that one of the sentinels was left-handed, I saw that the soldiers of the Zhengfu Army were poorly trained, I saw that they were not enthusiastic about their work, they were all coping with errands, and I saw that Damascus was actually more economically connected with the queer-controlled areas than I imagined, and that the queer Germans were especially lacking medicine and building materials, and I thought they were short of food and weapons......

Shishi walked over to the table and picked up the journal and flipped through it, mostly copied through the vehicle's license plate number, as well as through the time record. In addition, it was basically all crooked and twisted Shawudi, and she was confused, and asked puzzledly: "How do you know this?"

"The license plate, the inspection time, and the detention time, you can also see through the ...... if you study it carefully"

Xi Shi picked up the log and studied it carefully, and seemed to see a clue, "You really deserve to be the king of intelligence!"

I'm tired of hearing this compliment, it's time to do something else to make others know better...... The Black Death wasn't just Nebuchadnezzar!" Costa Lucas stood up and walked out the door, "Yusuf should be here, let's see who he captures." ”

Shishi rolled up the journal in his hand and followed Costa Lucas out of the checkpoint. Before the two men could reach the last line of defense from the door, they saw the Hummer convoy drive up to Heller's Toyota armed pickup. The comparison between the two is really the difference between a beggar and a rich man.

Heller, Stanger, and Grand Colonel Tamer stood by the pickup as they discussed something with serious expressions, and everyone stopped talking when the captured queer and Khalid family members were pushed out of the car.

Costa Lucas saw Yusuf (carrier) with long pigtails first get out of the Humvee, then open the back door and rudely rip the man sitting in the back seat off. He looked at it and it seemed that the man who was roasted by the electrode handcuffs was none other than "Ryktka........

Costa Lucas remembered the high bridge of his nose and narrow, knife-like cheeks, but he was more impressed by the plain Chinese face. His cold heart, which had been weathered by the wind and frost, was also scalded by the fire of desire, like a red-hot soldering iron, and a flying breath seeped out from every pore of his skin, and the whole person became extremely light.

Hirsch, who didn't know what was going on, was a little disappointed and muttered: "Athena likes this man? Not as young as Napoleon VII, and not as handsome as him! Is there another face under the mask?"

Costa Lucas ignored Shisch's complaints, and he involuntarily quickened his pace, walking towards the noisy crowd towards the plague lord disguised as "Ryktka".

Xi Shi didn't expect that Lord Demon God, who had always been unhurried, would suddenly show irrepressible impatience, not even like a hundred-year-old man, she secretly wondered in her heart: "I didn't catch Athena, why is Lord Shaxx so excited?"

She quickened her pace to catch up with Costa Lucas, only to see Lord Shaxx staring at Requetzka's lackluster face, his eyes feverishly like seeing his first love.

Without warning, Ryktka's face burned as he stood in the shadow of the tall cellular missile nest car. It was as if a vampire had stepped into the sunlight, and for a moment, the human skin mask covering Rykcka's face melted into the air like burning paper.

The cold wind blew away the black ashes, and a dignified and handsome face appeared in front of everyone.

Shishi thought to himself: It's normal for such a man to be liked by Athena.

But Costa Lucas's eyes lit up with uncontrollable anger, he lost his calm appearance, like a crazy beast bit the man's neck with his hand, lifted the other party in the air, and roared: "Who are you? Who are you?"

This sudden burst scene plunged the entire position into a deathly silence.

But in just one breath, Costa Lucas regained his composure, he let go of his hand, put down the "Rekcka" who was holding his wrist, and turned his head to look at the dazed pigtailed man, "Yusuf, tell me the whole process of the attack, don't miss any details......" Before the pigtailed man could speak, Costa Lucas turned to Shishi and said, "Call Lima immediately, ask her if anything happened over there, and tell her to be careful." ”

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Just 3.5 km south of Dumair Airport.

The bulletproof Humvee pulled up a cloud of dust and smoke on the Gobi, and the wild horses rushed towards the black UNICAT RV that stood like a fortress, and several Humvees around the escort set up machine guns to aim at the uninvited guest, but after discovering that it was a vehicle that had just left the time ago, the mercenaries let their guard down.

As the Hummer approached the black motorhome, the car slowed down and slowly drove into the loosely defended position in a natural manner.

The white mercenary with the gun looked at the driver's seat, and there was a somewhat unfamiliar Middle Eastern face sitting inside, so he asked with some confusion: "Man, why did you come back so soon!"

Muhammad al-Oweis, speaking in accented English, feigned displeasure and said loudly: "Chief Yusuf wants me to come back." ”

The white mercenary bent down to look at the co-pilot again, and Cheng Mo, who was wearing a helmet and sunglasses, also looked at the white mercenary, and rebuked unceremoniously in standard American English: "FXXK! ”

Hearing the names of "Yusuf" and "Lima", the white mercenary did not ask any more questions, but only motioned to Mohammed Al-Ovis to park the car in an open field not far away.

Mohammed Al-Owes parked the car at the designated place as instructed, and two mercenaries with minesweepers came over and began to inspect the vehicle.

The white mercenary who stopped them at first used a walkie-talkie to talk to someone before he said to them, "What are you doing here?" ”

Muhammad Owis quietly breathed a sigh of relief and gave Cheng Mo a secret thumbs up, he didn't expect that all the plots were exactly the same as Cheng Mo said, because there was an information gap between the mercenaries and the employer, and it was not directly under his jurisdiction, so it was not difficult to sneak into the camp.

But what can they do if they get in? The other party must also have a powerful Chosen One. Mohammed Al-Ovis was puzzled, but no matter what Cheng Mo wanted to do, he would definitely be able to do it. Although he and Cheng Mo have not been together for a long time, he blindly believes in this way.

He couldn't help but think of what Cheng Mo said when he was in the refugee camp, "Everyone is tired of the brutal war, it's time to end it", and he thought that if Cheng Mo was really willing to help Syria achieve peace, he was willing to protect Cheng Mo's safety with his life.

CHENG MO DIDN'T KNOW WHAT MOHAMMED OVIS WAS THINKING, HE WALKED ON THE BUMPY SANDY GROUND, THE "SEVEN SINS SECT" IN HIS HAND WAS FILLED WITH ELECTRICITY, EXTENDING TOWARDS THE SKY, HIS BRAIN HAD BEEN OPERATING TO THE LIMIT, IN ORDER TO INTERCEPT ALL THE SIGNALS IN THE "1610-1626.5MHZ" BAND OF THE IRIDIUM STAR SYSTEM.

Now the steps have reached the most critical link, as long as you can fool this woman named Lima, then success is close at hand.

There was an unusually calm mind in his mind, like his hole cards could really make a straight flush with the board. Sometimes people have to deceive themselves before they can deceive their enemies. He had no intention of delaying time, knocked down all the chips in front of him, walked quickly to the door of the RV, knocked on the door, and shouted urgently, "Lord Lima! Lord Lima....."

After a few moments, a tall, thin man opened the car door and asked, "What are you looking for Mistress Rima for?"

The reason why Cheng Mo had to knock on the door while shouting "Lord Lima" was to deal with the situation at the moment, if it was Rima herself who opened the door, it must be asking "What are you looking for me for", so he could accurately judge that the man in front of him was definitely not Rimma.

After making up his mind, he looked up at the tall and thin man, and pretended to be flustered and said, "Boss Yusuf asked me to convey Master Shaxx's important order to Lady Lima. ”

"Why didn't you call?" the man asked, confused.

Cheng Mo replied confidently: "The phone can't get through....."

"Can't get through on the phone?"

A mellow and long voice came out of the RV, Cheng Mo looked inside, and in the center of the RV living room stood a tall and well-proportioned black woman, her skin was smooth and bright like satin, and her facial features were quite delicate, not as rough as ordinary black people, like a Harry Berry.

He was sure that this woman was Rima and said without hesitation: "Lord Rimma, yes, there is no way to reach you by phone, our convoy was attacked on the way, and the enemy took the hostages. Lord Shaxx thinks that the location of the safe spot may be exposed, so let's rush to Dummel Airport immediately...."