Sam Bachele, whose real name is Nakola Basere Nakoala, is a Christian, a bank fraudster, a director, and the one who single-handedly nearly destroyed the CIA's layout in Libya and led to the death of the U.S. ambassador to Libya.

What he did wasn't actually an exaggeration, to put it bluntly, he just made a movie.

However, the timing of the film's release coincided with the full-scale outbreak of the Syrian civil war, the almost destruction of the Shiite arc, the new tension in the Middle East, and the anger of YSL believers.

Therefore, the film can be said to have caused an unprecedented huge impact.

It provoked opposition from the entire Arab world and led directly to the Benghazi riots, where thousands of militants besieged the U.S. Embassy and the CIA safe house, culminating in a major tragedy.

However, in fact, this movie does not have too obvious "extreme religious tendencies" in terms of tone, and frankly speaking, it is just a relatively curious American B-grade film.

The reason why it is considered an anti-Muslim film is because someone intercepted part of the film, dubbed it in post-production, and hyped it up on YouTube after being stuck in the time of 911, and also claimed to set 911 as "Judgment Day".

This series of factors combined to eventually lead to the explosive spread of the film.

As for the intentions of its photographers, no one cares anymore.

According to Chen Shen's memory, the film was born not in 2012, but at the end of 2010, but for various reasons-—— perhaps the filmmakers themselves felt that some of the content in it might be used, so it was finally hidden for two years, until it was used by a "third party", that is, several influential anti-YSL Christians in the United States, before it was finally released.

This means that at this point in 2011, this thing was actually already born.

And as long as he exists, Giya, or Assange behind Jiya, has a chance to get it.

After all, its owner is just a destitute adult film director who is desperate and trying to continue to make some B-grade film turnarounds, as long as he has the money, what else can't he do?

Chen Shen is very confident in this step-—— of course, if he really can't get it, he also has a backup plan.

The big deal is to release the news that this movie is already being made, and it will be released when 911 arrives.

Do those cultists really care about the movie itself?

Murderers kill people for a quarrel, sometimes not because of the quarrel itself, but because he is alone, penniless, has a bleak future, and has lost his dignity.

Similarly, the motives of the Benghazi congregations are no different from those of the murderers.

Now that everything they need to run wild, all they need is a match

After arranging everything, Chen Shen hung up Ji Ya's phone.

Now he just needs to do his own thing, and when Jiya brings back good news, the operation against the CIA forces in Istanbul can begin.

Two hours later, news came from Wu Cong's side.

The plan was approved, and the group immediately set off, packed their bags, checked out, got into the coach, and drove all the way out of Istanbul in the direction of Gebze.

After crossing the Mohammed II Bridge, the car turned to the northeast, and then stopped near Reshadiye, and the twelve members of the Dongfeng Corps got out of the car and prepared to leave, but at this time, Wu Cong, who was traveling all the way, stopped Chen Shen and called a woman to the two of them.

"Xia Xing, translator."

"From now on, she's following you and providing intelligence support."

Chen Shen frowned and swept the woman named Xia Xing, and said:

"No people, especially no women."

"You can't do without people, 11 of you, which one knows Arabic?"

"Xia Xing is the only power we can use in our hands, and it can only be her."

"If you don't use her, after the operation starts, the connection between us will be completely cut off, and when the time comes, let alone the action, you may not even be able to find the way"

"Google Maps is enough."

Chen Shen interrupted Wu Cong again, and at the same time turned to Xia Xing and explained:

"It's not that I'm prejudiced against lesbians, first, your status is special, and it's not suitable to act with us; Second, you are not trained to militarize and cannot keep up with the intensity of our operations; Thirdly, it is so strange to have women in a team like ours, and it is easy to attract unwanted attention. ”

"The translation and other problems you mentioned are minor problems, and we always have a way to do it."

"You can't solve the black market alone."

Xia Xing waved his hand and continued:

"Rest assured, my identity is done well and will not bring any hidden dangers."

"Secondly, I can leave the team at any time when I think it's necessary."

"In the normal order environment, my ability to survive is stronger than yours, you don't have to think about me."

"As for the appearance you said, I can put on makeup."

When the words fell, Chen Shen was briefly stunned.

Because he heard that Xia Xing's last sentence was actually said in a male voice!

All of his concerns had basically been resolved, and since that was the case, he had no reason to refuse.

So, Chen Shen nodded decisively, and then said:

"Then put on your makeup, and we'll go right away."

"Understood."

Xia Xing decisively ripped off the hair on her head, and it wasn't until this moment that Chen Shen realized that she was actually wearing a wig.

Then, she took out a small box of makeup from her pocket and quickly applied it, and when she looked up again, the slightly "weak" looking professional woman figure was gone, replaced by a delicate but scruffy typical East Asian young man.

And when she changed the clothes on her body, even if she looked closely, she couldn't find any feminine features from her.

Chen Shen nodded with satisfaction, and gave her a thumbs up without hesitation.

Xia Xing nodded in response without a smile, and then, a group of twelve people sat on the three pickup trucks that had been prepared a long time ago, and returned to the direction of Istanbul.

Behind them, the "full of people" tourist bus was still moving in the direction of Gebze.

"Next, it's up to us to fight ourselves."

Sitting there, Chen Shen took a deep breath and checked a few pieces of equipment provided by Wu Cong.

Radio for communication in case of emergency, Glock 17 pistols for each person, one MP5 submachine gun per vehicle, and several lightweight body armor without plugs.

These things can be said to be completely useless in high-intensity conflicts, and at best they are intended for self-defense before the operation officially begins.

To get the real usable gear, you'll have to go to the black market and see what's there.

Thinking of this, Chen Shen turned to Xia Xing on the side and asked:

"Do you know anything about the local black market?"

"Understood."

Xia Xing nodded without hesitation, and then replied:

"Istanbul is a real transportation hub city, where all types of underground transactions are highly developed."

"From arms to medical equipment, from drugs to human trafficking, you can think of anything you can think of here."

"But in fact, there is no such thing as a 'market' in the traditional sense of it, and all you can rely on to buy is a network of relationships without a physical one."

"Just like you communicated with Wu Cong before, if you want to buy something, you have to go through a few specific contacts."

"These contacts are key nodes that can help you leverage the resources of an entire market."

"It's a very simple trading model, but it's also quite special, and if someone wants to spy on it, he can do it without much difficulty."

"So, just speaking of which, I have to explain to you in advance that the whole transaction process must be led by me, you don't speak, don't reveal your identity, especially don't let people see that you are the real boss, understand?"

"Understood."

Chen Shen nodded decisively.

This is just a very small detail, but from this detail, it can also be seen that Xia Xing is indeed experienced.

In this operation, all members of the Dongfeng Corps must hide their identities, and if they want to hide their identities, they must avoid exposing their "ignorance of Arabic" as much as possible.

Chen Shen's original plan was to let Wu Cong trade directly and receive it himself, but now, since Xia Xing has joined the team, let her be fully responsible.

In a sense, this is not only the protection of the Eastern Corps, but also the protection of Wu Cong's side.

After a slight pause, Chen Shen continued to ask:

"What equipment can we get? Can you get all the equipment on the list I gave you before? ”

"Not necessarily all, but at least you can get most of it."

"Before coming, we have contacted several merchants to confirm the supply of most of the goods, and now there are only night vision devices and various sights left that have not been finalized."

"I'm not sure if I can get these things, and if I don't, I'll have to take the risk of getting them from the port."

"It takes about 3 days to get from Varna to Istanbul, we can wait three days before we do it"

"It's okay, get the basic equipment first."

Chen Shen shook his head and said:

"Our goal is to get the equipment in the process of hitting a few safe houses, and if we can't get it from them, we'll consider getting it from somewhere else."

"Understood."

Xia Xing nodded immediately, and then said:

"You seem to be very confident in what you're going to do, it's like playing a CIA, it's like picking up something for you."

Hearing her words, Chen Shen smiled and replied:

"Strategically defying the enemy."

"Actually, we're ready for everything."

"If the first wave of the offensive fails, we will escape from Istanbul at all costs and honestly go to Syria to do what we have to do."

"Be a bodyguard, help you evacuate overseas Chinese, and deal with militants or something."

"Of course, if we have the chance, we will continue to do something big"

"What's the big deal?"

Xia Xing looked at Chen Shen curiously, and there was a kind of "curiosity" in his eyes that had never appeared in Xiaoyu.

——

Of course, this is not to say that Xiaoyu is not curious about Chen Shen.

Rather, the moment she saw Chen Shen, she seemed to have fully understood everything Chen Shen really wanted to do.

Chen Shen's thoughts flickered for a moment, and then, he coughed and replied:

"Of course, it is to end the war in Syria, completely break the CIA's anchor in the Middle East, force the United States to withdraw from the Middle East, and pull the world's No. 1 from the altar."

Xia Xing was obviously taken aback by Chen Shen's grand goal, she subconsciously thought that Chen Shen was just joking, but she vaguely felt that he really thought so.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally asked:

"How sure are you?"

"0 percent."

Chen Shen replied calmly:

"It's not that simple, and we can't do it alone."

"We're just a knife, a sharper, but brittle and small knife."

"Such a knife can cut the reins of a horse, the cable that carries a thousand pounds, and in the most extreme cases, it can even cut the safety line of a nuclear bomb."

"How and where to use it is not something we can completely decide."

"Of course, since we are here, of course we have to go for the greatest results."

"You don't think we're really here to evacuate overseas Chinese, do you?"

I know it's not."

Xia Xing smiled and suddenly said:

"But no one has ever said the purpose so directly—even if they knew it."

"Your style is indeed different from ours."

"Of course."

Chen Shenman nodded indifferently and replied:

"If one day our style is really completely unified, then it will be really a big deal."

"So, it's a good relationship, right?"

"Of course."

Chen Shen nodded slightly and didn't say anything more.

Two hours later, the group was back on the outskirts of Istanbul.

This time, instead of going directly into the city, they waited on the outskirts until the early hours of the morning.

Xia Xing's side got feedback from the latest black market contact at two o'clock, and the two sides determined the delivery location and confirmed the delivery method.

Chen Shen immediately led the team into the city, and after crossing the whole of Istanbul, the people picked up the equipment they wanted from an auto repair shop warehouse near the Cinar cemetery.

Immediately after that, everyone immediately changed their clothes.

They ditched everything they didn't need, parked their vehicles in garages and waited for recycling, while they packed their bags, put on their jackets, and dressed up as backpackers.

At this time, Istanbul is still in the cold of spring, and their bloated figures do not attract much attention in the dark.

Under the leadership of Xia Xing, they dispersed into 6 squads and walked all the way through the streets and alleys to their destination.

The team stayed under an overpass a block away from the dental office, where they began their attack.

Everyone gathered, and Chen Shen gave a briefing for the last time.

"Remember, in the first battle, we can't use throwables."

"Shoot straight in, shoot, plant the bomb and evacuate quickly."

"Also, either don't speak, and if you do, either Arabic or Russian!"

"Habibie, Aduvu, Afonakenara, Saatadi, Sukabule."

"These words, learn and use them, understand?"

"Understood!"

Chen Shen waved his hand, and everyone melted into the night.

Chen Shen fell to the end, and at this moment, he suddenly had an illusion.

How can your own group be so similar to the JD elements in a certain attack in New Delhi?

But it doesn't matter, this time, under the guns of the Dongfeng Corps, there must be no unjust souls.