The north wind is howling, and the yellow sand is all over the sky.

The small town of Snatán.

After experiencing car bomb explosions, baptism of gunfire, and missile bombing, the walls of buildings on both sides of the highway have long been full of holes, and the ground is even more of a mess.

It was nearly twilight, a white high-rise building.

The rubble was littered with charred pieces of corpses, engineering plastic shells, and circuit boards.

In the gap in the cement slab at the base of the wall, a palm with flame-retardant tactical gloves suddenly stretched out, grabbed the edge, and pushed it away with force.

"Whoa!"

The slate fell, and a thin figure struggled to get up from the smoke.

Judging from the eyelashes, she is a dirty woman, wearing a camouflage tactical scarf, the forehead is soaked red with blood, wearing a sand-colored cloak, and holding a sand-colored AXMC military high-precision sniper rifle in her hand.

As she examined her injuries.

A few footsteps in front of her instantly aroused her vigilance, and she jumped in a flash, landing firmly behind a ruin, and instantly pulled out a Glock 18 pistol from her waist with her right hand, and looked straight ahead.

When the figure appeared, it was three extremists armed with rifles.

The woman then rose from the ruins.

The three of them were just about to raise the muzzle of the gun, but they saw that she took off the tactical scarf on her forehead, revealing a sweet face, which was exactly that:

Mizakura Ito!!

It's just that compared to before, Ito Mizakura at this moment, where is there still half a weak girl's temperament.

His eyes were cold and his face was gloomy.

At first glance, it looks like a bloodthirsty she-wolf in the desert, and the scalp is numb.

"Where are the SWAT teams of the Xia Kingdom?"

"I want to ask you, don't you claim to be good marksmanship, and you will never let them leave this town alive?"

Among the several Shalam extremists, a tall middle-aged man immediately asked rhetorically when he heard this.

"If it weren't for the problem with your communication blocking, do you think they would have left alive!"

As she spoke, Misakura Ito's eyes swept suddenly.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if he was going to be shot by her in the next second.

Holding back the panic in his heart, he pointed to the ruins behind him that had been bombarded by missiles.

"Iran has even dispatched unmanned fighters, how can we still stop them!"

"Yaga! A bunch of rubbish! ”

This sentence was scolded by Miei Ito in Japanese.

She immediately pulled her phone out of her pocket and dialed a number.

Tehran, in a suburban villa.

Dressed in a dark blue suit with gray temples, Shigemoto Abe saw the name of the caller ID on the mobile phone screen, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he immediately put down the whiskey in his hand and answered it.

"The mission failed, Shalam's communication interception failed, the Iraqi side sent unmanned fighters and missiles to support, almost all the members of the Xia Kingdom retreated from the encirclement, and the Israeli Mossad and the Syrian military intelligence service, some people also took advantage of the chaos to escape."

As soon as these words came out, Abe Shigemoto, who was still a little happy, instantly turned gloomy.

He didn't respond to anything, just hung up the phone, went back to the couch, picked up the whiskey spirits on the table, and drank it down.

"Click."

On the coffee table chessboard, a white chess chariot falls.

Fingers raised.

Across from him sat a tall mercenary, dressed in a sand-colored training uniform, with a tactical vest and a black tactical hood wrapped around his head.

"How's it going?"

"Failed, communication interception failed, Iran ......"

"Then you don't get involved anymore, concentrate on the transaction, and I'll take care of the rest."

Before Abe Shigemoto finished speaking, the hooded man interrupted, his voice was flat, but his tone did not allow for any questioning.

"Smack! Cohen!! ”

Abu slammed the whiskey glass in his hand on the coffee table, the shattered glass slitting his fingers and causing blood to flow, but he stared at the PM mercenary in front of him as if he didn't feel any pain.

"What do you mean by this, are you blaming me for not doing things well?"

"Isn't it?"

Cohen raised his head, a pair of brown pupils, looking at Abu Shigeben, his gaze waveless, but it made people feel an invisible pressure, as if they were being targeted by some dangerous beast.

He took the paper from the coffee table, and while smoking the paper towel, he said silently: "Whether it is from Dongying, Romania, or now Iran, have you won against them once?" ”

With the last sentence, Cohen shook his hand and handed the tissue to Abu Shigeben.

This moment.

He felt insulted like never before, but he didn't have any reason to refute it.

If you lose, you lose.

"I'll take care of the deal."

Coldly leaving the next sentence, Abe Shigemoto got up from the sofa and left, ignoring the tissues handed by Cohen from beginning to end.

"Heh......"

Seeing this, Cohen just chuckled, as if he saw a monkey performing a show at the zoo, he picked up a tissue and wiped his eyelids, then took out the phone from his pocket and dialed a number: "Let them come......"

"Squeak! Chirping! ”

Outside the villa area.

Barron crouched behind a green bush in the park, impatiently chasing away biting mosquitoes.

"Damn, it's been almost three hours since these people went in, why haven't there been any movement, if you stay like this, I'm afraid that the mosquitoes will completely drain the blood!"

"I don't even have this patience, how can I catch a big fish!"

Behind another bush not far from him, there was a middle-aged man with sloppy hair and casual clothes, who was Wang Xueming.

Originally, the two sides were tracking different targets.

But I never expected it, just three hours ago.

Shigemoto Abe actually came to the same villa with the mercenaries of the PM company.

After using the 7472 internal network to exchange intelligence information, Barron decided to go on a mission with Wang Xueming, while Jiang Na followed the terrorist organization to investigate the hostages and purposes they kidnapped.

"I said Lao Wang, you stay in that place in Myanmar all the year round, there are many hot mosquitoes, you have long adapted to it, I am different from you!"

Barron glanced back at him.

"If you don't feel comfortable, you can go back to the hotel first, and I'll be in charge of watching here."

Wang Xueming was not angry, on the contrary, he also cared about two sentences seriously.

Of course, after experiencing so many things in northern Myanmar, how can he still be the simple and kind uncle he was at the beginning.

The main reason for saying this is that he wants to show a little more in his actions.

Through small talk, Wang Xueming learned that Barron had also received the skill infusion device rewarded by 7472 in the Brazilian operation, and he was envious and jealous in his heart.

He knew a total of two 7472 players: Jiang Na and Barron.

As a result, both of them gained new skills through the magical device, but he was left alone.

Therefore, Wang Xueming is now eager to do more work, so that he can show up in front of the organization and win rewards.

"Oh! God, is it Thanksgiving? ”

Barron teased with an exaggerated expression.

Although he is young, because he has been in the New York neighborhood since he was a child, his social experience is no worse than Wang Xueming.

"Shhhh Someone's coming! ”

Wang Xueming did not pick up the stubble, but raised his index finger in front of his mouth.

In the next second, on the street in front of the green belt, three SUV cars came, and he hurriedly took out his mobile phone, called up the telephoto lens, and shot at the windshield and the driver's seat.

It was found that the car was full of people, and judging from the way it was dressed, it had a strong military style.

"It's not good, the quality of this wave of people is completely different from the previous ones, we have to report to the superiors quickly!"

After Wang Xueming browsed the photos, he suddenly felt bad.

The small town of Snatán.

After Gu Ji and the others successfully escaped, they ran on the desert for a short time when they encountered the Iranian Revolutionary Guard Corps' rapid reaction force that came to meet them.

Then he followed them back into the town.

Although Shalam's group of extremists are not afraid of death, they are not fools, knowing that the plan failed, how could they still stay where they are and be arrested, they must have run away long ago.

So the whole town.

All that was left was the corpses littered with corpses, the rough sand, and the pungent smell of blood.

Chen Zhiyu found Su Yang's body, wrapped him in a white cloth, and put him on a stretcher.

Seeing this scene, Gao Bo, who accidentally attacked him by mistake, sighed in his heart.

Who would have thought.

The two sides had just cleared up the misunderstanding, and it didn't even take a minute for them to be completely separated by yin and yang.

"Most of the corpses at the scene were Iranian civilians, and the most casualties among the intelligence forces were the Iranian Security Ministry, and this time they really accompanied their wives and broke their soldiers......

After Liu Weijun cleaned up the battlefield with the Revolutionary Guards, he came back to share the specific situation with Gu Ji.

"Oh? It seems that the means of other intelligence forces are not weak. ”

Gu Ji thought that a person like Claudie, who didn't seem to have any signs of training, would definitely be killed in the first wave of melee, but he didn't expect to survive as well.

It seems that everything really can't just look at the surface.

"See the corpse of the enemy sniper?"

This is the issue that Zhou Yang is most concerned about.

Liu Weijun shook his head.

"I only found a torn corpse near the White Room, but there were no sniper rifle parts around, only deformed AK weapons, and a hand-held satellite launcher, which Shalam should have used to complete long-range communication under the condition of establishing signal shielding."

"If the sniper hadn't died, his reflexes and skills would have been evident; At least the moment he heard the rocket launch, he jumped from the roof of the building and avoided the deadly explosion. ”

Gong Qingyong analyzed on the side: "If this trap is also laid by him, this person must be one of the most difficult enemies we have faced in this operation!" ”

Just as everyone was discussing the battle situation.

Another convoy came on the road south of town.

The car door opened, and a group of secret police in suits and leather shoes came out of it.

That's right, Sawarma again.

Gabari did not appear in person, and the person in charge of directing the scene was Hasha, who was guilty of meritorious service.

When he saw Gu Ji, he immediately walked over and asked for all the specific details of what happened at that time.

Because although Sawarma kept communicating throughout the operation, the moment the car bomb exploded, they were ignorant of everything that was happening in the town.

After listening to the description, Hasha also made the same judgment as Gu Ji.

The street man in Shalam is obviously a victim, and the hostage in their hands is also fake.

The purpose is to lead everyone to compete with each other, and then end it in a pot.

"Mr. Gu, our Ministry of Security has absolutely no intention of betraying cooperation, but the two sides have different intelligence systems, which will inevitably cause certain deviations, and it is not that we deliberately conceal it."

"Oh? Didn't you rob Professor Kang to bypass us and trade with the seller yourself? ”

"Mr. Gu, this person is ......"

Just as Hasha was trying to explain to Gu Ji, Chen Zhiyu suddenly stood up and interrupted in a cold voice.

"She is also one of our participants in this operation, Officer Sun."

Gu Ji said truthfully according to what Chen Zhiyu told him.

"Ma'am, where did you get this information?"

It could be seen that Harsha's eyes were full of shock.

Because of this intelligence news about "Kang Wenkun", but it took them a lot of effort to pry it out of the mouth of the leader of Shalam, how could Xia Guo know it so quickly?

Everything is as Gu Ji analyzed.

Chen Zhiyu revealed that the intelligence source of national security was sent to them by an unfamiliar number.

This confirms this.

This piece of information about "sellers changing transaction partners" is that someone deliberately sent it in groups in order to bring everyone together and provoke disputes.

As for the person who sent the message, whether it was Shalam, the PM company, or the seller himself.

It is still up for debate.

Now that he has decided to cooperate with Iran, Chen Zhiyu explained the situation.

Hasha, who learned of this, suddenly reacted that their security department had been tricked.

"Dispose of that extremist right away."

He gave orders to his men almost from between his teeth, which was enough to prove how angry Hasha was now.

I don't blame him for being so angry.

Sawarma, one of the top five intelligence agencies in the Middle East.

Not only was he played around by a terrorist organization, but he even sacrificed a large number of elites for this, and it had to make people laugh when it was spread.

"Mr. Gu, our husband is looking for you!"

After reporting to his superiors, Hasha came over with a telephone, and it was Major General Gabari.

"Hello?"

"Your people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs have communicated with me, and I have agreed to cooperate, I can provide you with all intelligence, weapons and equipment, and even personnel support, but at the same time, you must also ensure our interests in this transaction!"

Gu Ji glanced at Chen Zhiyu.

The two sides looked at each other.

"No problem."

"Okay, I've asked the intelligence system to search for Shalam's location with all its might, as long as they are still in Iran, within three hours, I will definitely find their lair, and when the time comes, I will send the Iranian Revolutionary Guard Corps special operations force to cooperate with you and rescue the hostages!"

With that, Gabari hung up.

"Why doesn't this old guy seem to feel guilty at all, isn't he ashamed?"

Gao Bo eavesdropped on the side and teased after eavesdropping on the side.

Zhou Yang "cut" a sound, "Is it difficult, do you still want an official of such a big family to apologize to a little policeman in person?" ”

At this time, Wu Kang hurriedly ran over from a distance.

"Zhuang Feng is awake!"