my beauty world
Chapter 255 The Cruel Terrorist
Chapter 255 The Ferocious Terrorist
Assassin's information continued to reach Ronan, and Mossad searched for the whereabouts of the nail geek Murphy like crazy, and shifted the focus of the investigation to Iraq based on the information they collected in Hamas's inside line.
Faced with the terrorists who are wanted together, the father and son pair naturally united.
Ronan wants to make the Middle East more chaotic and make the Arab-Israeli conflict more intense.
In small-scale battles, supernatural abilities can be fully utilized.
But when the scale of the battle reaches a certain level, firepower is king.
Ronan prepared an Armor-S short-range anti-aircraft vehicle, which is mainly used for air-to-air attacks in case of air strikes.
To put it bluntly, it was prepared for the two main air-to-ground strike forces of the US military in Iraq, Apache and A10.
On the ground, there is an example of hurricane firepower covering the Mossad training base before. It is too difficult to carry out similar operations.
The US military in Iraq is not vegetarian either.
Returning to the sailing hotel, Ronan waited for a while, and Yuri soon brought Vitaly and Sergey to visit.
Ronan called Yuri to the study alone, and directly stated his needs.
You Rui heard the veins on his forehead throbbing: "A lot of mines, bombs and incendiary bombs? Where are you going to blow up?"
Ronan understated: "It's just to be prepared. In a place like Iraq, there is no harm in preparing more weapons."
Yuri nodded: "That's right, my next batch of goods was ordered by Assassin. They are going to arm the Iraqi resistance forces and launch attacks against the US military from north to south."
Ronan asked, "Lots of AKs and RPGs?"
Yuri said: "There are also mercenary instructors. The Iraqi veterans consume too much. What do you say about the current combat level? Give them the most technological weapons, and they can also fight the least technological wars. It is better to give them the most advanced weapons." Simple weapons, use the simplest and most brutal way to fight the U.S. military to the death."
Ronan nodded: "The security war in the occupied area is a worldwide problem."
You Rui continued: "They took the lives of the Blackwater Company and saved a lot of trouble."
"Blackwater Company, old friend." Ronan said in his heart.
The first mercenary team in Mexico that cooperated with the CIA to kill him came from the Blackwater Company, and two appeared one after the other.
If it wasn't for his fate and good luck, he might have been killed in Mexico by Blackwater's mercenaries long ago.
Later, when he met the group of robbers and heard that it was the gold from the Blackwater Company, Ronan not only made a move, but also took all the gold away.
In Mexico, Blackwater's mercenary tactical team was even ambushed by Ronan, Thomas, Mad Bull Bill and Jess, and lost a large amount of treasure looted from Iraq.
Blackwater's branch in the Middle East is just on the outskirts of Baghdad.
There is a large vault built there, which is dedicated to storing the property looted by Blackwater from various tribes in the Middle East.
Sometimes, Ronan felt that it was not a bad thing to catch a sheep.
Yuri remembered what Ronan needed, and asked, "Where are the goods delivered?"
Ronan said: "Kirkuk, that uninhabited town, Safin is still guarding it."
Yuri had already boarded Ronan's boat, and he simply said, "I asked Sergey to take someone there and wait there."
Ronan replied, "Yes."
Kirkuk is on the southern edge of the Kurdish region, not too far from Baghdad. It is very convenient to store goods there, whether going north or south.
Yuri didn't stay long, went out to tell Sergey a few words, said goodbye and left.
For this purposeful arms dealer, achieving gun equality in the Middle East starts with Syria and Iraq.
Ronan called August again and asked a few words about the situation in Baghdad. The Syndicate also has people there, but limited to the forces of the US military, CIA and the Secret Service, there are limited manpower.
But the situation of Blackwater Company is more or less understood.
August said: "Blackwater's reputation in Iraq is very bad, much worse than that of the U.S. military. At least the U.S. military will not attack civilians casually in public. Blackwater's mercenaries don't have so many scruples. Suspected of being a terrorist, he immediately opened fire, causing many tragedies involving dozens of civilian casualties in the past two years, and may have done more in private."
Ronan had interrogated one of the mercenaries in charge of Blackwater. Privately, the Blackwater mercenaries were more terrifying than real terrorists. After they looted their property, they were afraid of being exposed, so they usually silenced them.
August also said: "In the US military, Blackwater's reputation is also very bad. Last year, a Blackwater mercenary disarmed a US armed Humvee convoy. If it wasn't for the mediation of the former Iraqi frontline commander General Hawke , something big might happen.”
Ronan nodded: "I understand."
After sending August away, the room became quiet. Ronan sat alone on the balcony, admiring the sea view of Dubai, and thinking about his next plan.
The Mossad traitor on Hamas' side is a good channel for leaking news.
But only by revealing the whereabouts in a reasonable way can the big fish be lured into the bait.
Murphy, the nail geek, robbed Blackwater's gold stored in Citibank in Los Angeles. He has a grievance with Blackwater. It is normal to come to Iraq to rob again.
It has been more than half a year since the Blackwater company was robbed in Mexico. I wonder how many things the Blackwater company has seized?
After thinking about it for a while, Ronan called Ilsa who was far away in Europe.
Ilsa is now in control of the Syndicate, which can be called a big business. She doesn't want to be stuck by the Knights of the Round Table. Independent financial resources are very important.
Syndicate's intelligence network is also very important to Ronan.
For example, in the actions of Dubai, August played a great role.
Ronan called Europe, waited for Ilsa to connect, and said: "It's me, I just contacted a big business, the profit may be relatively large, I can't afford it alone, I don't know if you are interested. "
Ilsa just thought about it for a moment and said, "Very interested."
Ronan said directly, "See you in Baghdad."
…………
Finland, in February, is still icy and snowy.
The island town of Hailuoto is covered by vast snow and ice, and the small town is cut off from the outside world for several months of the year.
Syndicate's secret base is established here.
The few dozens of residents on the island have long been bought by the syndicate's money, and even the mayor of the town is a member of the syndicate.
In a wooden house, the fireplace had long been extinguished, and the red-haired girl Scarlett was woken up by the severe cold, her face was almost numb.
A strong Nordic man with blond hair pushed open the wooden door and came in. He unscrewed the thermos and took a sip slowly.
Looking at the rising heat and sniffing the aroma of coffee entering her nostrils, Scarlett couldn't help sticking out her tongue and licking her bloodstained lips.
"Think about it, there is nothing to say." The blond man took a porcelain cup, poured a cup of coffee, and placed it in front of Scarlett: "Say it, these are yours."
Scarlett's face was abnormally red, her lips were tightly closed and she didn't say a word.
A shivering black man came in and said, "Stop talking to her, push her out and bury her in the snow, and I'll tell you in half an hour!"
The strong Nordic man shook his head: "We are civilized people, how can we do such barbaric things?"
Hearing this, Scarlett breathed a sigh of relief.
After taking several rounds of psychedelic injections one after another, although he said a lot of things in a daze, but the most core secrets of the Special Affairs Bureau were still bitten to death.
Falling into the hands of these people, Scarlett was mentally prepared.
The body has developed resistance to the drugs, and the usual doses of drugs will hardly work on her anymore. Once the dosage increases, she may become an idiot.
These terrorists have become wary.
If you are mentally prepared, you are mentally prepared, but Scarlett still holds out hope just in case.
General Hawke and the comrades in the Special Affairs Bureau will definitely come to rescue her!
The blond man said: "Miss Scarlett, you are making it difficult for me!"
Scarlett still didn't speak.
The blond man shouted to the outside: "Come in!"
Someone carried the incubator, and someone carried the bathtub and water, and entered the wooden house together.
The blond man said, "Take her all off!"
Scarlett closed her eyes and expected this scene after being captured alive, but the terrorists were very restrained in this regard and never used the most humiliating way of destroying women.
"Don't worry, no one will rape you." The blond and strong man Hansen said with a smile: "We are all civilized people, and we never bother to use those low-level and boring methods."
Someone opened the incubator, and there were several snakes in the box.
Because of the high temperature in the incubator, the snake has woken up from hibernation.
Scarlett peeked at it, the snake was not very thick, it looked like a non-venomous snake.
The black man took a few men, stripped Scarlet naked, and threw her into a bathtub filled with ice water.
Scarlett shivered from the cold!
Hansen picked up the snakes and threw them all into the tub!
Scarlett suddenly remembered the tortures she had used in Afghanistan and Iraq, electrocution, waterboarding and all kinds of strange tortures, don't try too much.
As long as at that time, she was one of the executioners, the torturers were all terrorists!
Now the situation is completely reversed.
Scarlett suddenly figured out what these terrorists wanted to do!
The snake touched the skin, and the human struggled desperately, but the special alloy chains bound her hands and feet, making it impossible for her to break free!
"No! No—" Scarlett shouted hoarsely!
The snake enters the cold water, looking for a warm place, preferably a hole to hide in.
In another nearby house, the interior is warm as spring, and the firewood in the fireplace is crackling.
Ilsa, who just hung up the phone, sat on the thick sofa in front of the fireplace, watching the torture scene being staged on the monitor screen.
That woman has a very hard mouth!
The question Ronan wanted was never asked.
Ilsa watched quietly, without any expression on her cold face.
The Bucket Mother-like Helen Bingham brought over two cups of coffee, one on the table next to Ilsa.
Ilsa pointed to the monitor: "You think of a way?"
Helen said: "People like Hansen will only use the simplest and roughest methods to deal with a woman. Sometimes they can't be too simple and rough."
Thinking that Ilsa is also a woman, she said: "Before I was rescued by you, I was caught by Mossad and sent to the CIA. This is not what I thought, it was used by the CIA on me. .”
Ilsa sipped coffee slowly, and the topic suddenly changed: "Are you interested in going to the Middle East and dealing with Mossad and the US military?"
Helen Bingham was very interested: "Yes! A few days ago, Hamas blew up the Mossad training base with a hurricane. I was thinking, when will Syndicate go to the Middle East to play a big game."
Ilsa is going to see Ronan, and she won't take many people with her, saying, "Only you and me."
Helen said, "No problem!"
Ilsa looked at the time: "Wait for the result of the interrogation, no matter what the result is, we will leave on time tomorrow morning."
About half an hour later, Hansen knocked on the door here, and Helen went to open the door and brought the man over.
Ilsa looked at Hansen.
Hansen said: "She confessed the situation of the divine blood enhancement experiment. This is a top secret of the Special Affairs Bureau, and less than ten people inside know about it."
He came to the map of the United States hanging on the wall and pointed: "It's about this location. She hasn't been there specifically. I only know that there is an experimental base here. Sergeant Slavt of the Special Affairs Bureau accepted the blood experiment. On the basis of beast warriors, it has further improved its strength."
Ilsa heard Ronan say about Slaft: "This man is a radical from the Secret Service."
Hansen nodded, and continued: "The Divine Blood Warrior is currently in the exploratory stage, and the success rate is very low. Among the first batch of 26 people who underwent intensive experiments, only two of them succeeded. They are currently training with Slav in Iraq."
Helen Bingham laughed suddenly: "Isn't that a coincidence!"
Ilsa asked, "Which god is the so-called god?"
"She probably doesn't know, or is still hiding it." Hansen can only say what the interrogation revealed: "This god was originally a homeless man captured by the Secret Service on the streets of the United States. Recovery, his strength has recovered, after using his diluted divine blood to enhance it successfully, the biggest feature is that the strengthened person can use the power of thunder."
Ilsa frowned slightly: "Thunder?"
Currently in Northern Europe, the first thing she thought of was the Nordic mythology: "Who are the gods who can use thunder, Odin? Sol? Zeus? Or the native gods of America?"
Helen shrugged: "I don't know much about the native gods in America, and I don't know if there are any who can use thunder."
Hansen said again at this time: "Just ask these questions for the time being."
Ilsa was not half-hearted and soft-hearted. She was soft-hearted to the enemy, but she was cruel to her own people. She said, "Helen and I will leave tomorrow. You continue to lead people to interrogate Scarlett, and you must drain everything she knows!"
Hansen replied: "Yes!"
Ilsa said lightly: "It doesn't matter what the means are!"
…………
Iraq, more than 200 kilometers southeast of Baghdad, is a small city with a long history, Al-Amarah.
Gunshots rang out and flames flashed. Combatants in desert camouflage uniforms, under the cover of armed Humvees and helicopters, charged towards a temple.
Regardless of personnel or equipment, there is a striking "bear paw" logo on it!
This is a mercenary from the Blackwater Company!
Blinder, the person in charge of Blackwater in Iraq, personally directed the operation and ordered by radio: "Armored convoy, cover with machine guns! Helicopters, use rockets to open the gap in the wall! Team one, team two, team five, team six, assault! Team three Support with the four teams outside!"
He said coldly: "You are facing the most ferocious terrorists. They have no humanity at all. Don't care about their age and gender, because they can become human bombs at any time! So, rush in, except for the person in charge of the temple People, kill them all! What they personally carry will be your spoils!"
The mercenaries all had red eyes like hungry wolves!
Blind raised his voice: "Attack!"
Helicopters fired rockets one after another, knocking down the wall.
A grenade launcher mounted on a Humvee military vehicle blew open the gate of the temple.
The mercenaries of the Blackwater Company rushed in with skilled tactical moves.
Gunshots, screams, and angry howls sounded inside the temple one after another.
This historic temple is completely vulnerable to the anti-terrorist forces of the world police.
At the side of the command vehicle, someone came to Blinder and handed him the satellite phone: "Head, the number of the U.S. Army Command."
Blinder picked up the phone and said seriously: "Colonel, we are the ones who opened fire on Amara. We have found the terrorist's lair and we are cleaning up the terrorists. I will give you a complete report later! Yes, We will act quickly and leave no chance for the terrorists to escape!"
After the phone call, the gunshots in the temple gradually subsided.
The mercenaries of the Blackwater Company are powerful in combat, and the terrorists have no power to fight back.
Someone came out and reported to Blinder: "The terrorists in the temple have been wiped out. Except for the two persons in charge of the temple, all the rest were killed."
"Okay." Blind got out of the car and entered the temple with a few guards.
The white turbans and black turbans had already turned into red turbans. The old clergymen, women wearing black turbans, underage children, and a few middle-aged men all fell into a pool of blood.
The mercenaries were used to doing these jobs. Some black mercenaries with lower status, under the urging of the white people, moved the corpses out and piled them in the yard, waiting to be poured with oil and burned.
Suddenly, a teenage boy emerged from under several corpses in the corner of the temple yard!
He pulled off the grenade on the tactical vest of the black mercenary who was caught off guard, clenched his hands tightly, and rushed towards Blind!
Although little knowledgeable, but who is the leader, the boy can tell! ,
Thanks to the war in Iraq, the boy can use grenades and wants to pull out the safety pin while running.
With a blank expression on his face, Blind pulled out his M9 pistol and fired with a bang!
Bleeding flowers burst out from the back of the boy's head, and the corpse fell down!
Blinder put away his pistol and said to the men who were recently transferred from the United States: "See? Terrorists have nothing to do with age and gender! Underage children can also become human bombs!"
These words are too reasonable, very in line with American logic, and everyone around them thinks it is very reasonable.
Soon, someone escorted two old Iraqi men, who were in charge of the temple.
Blind ordered his deputy: "You lead people to interrogate, get evidence that they are terrorists, and ask where the treasure house is."
"Yes!" The deputy knew the way, and immediately led a few mercenaries, pressing the old man into a room.
Although they are not as professional as the people from the CIA and the Secret Service, how can ordinary people withstand the interrogation of these wolf-like mercenaries.
Ten minutes later, a cellar was opened, and a large number of gold and silver artifacts were brought up.
Blackwater has made a fortune again!
One-day [-]D update is asking for a monthly pass!
(End of this chapter)
Assassin's information continued to reach Ronan, and Mossad searched for the whereabouts of the nail geek Murphy like crazy, and shifted the focus of the investigation to Iraq based on the information they collected in Hamas's inside line.
Faced with the terrorists who are wanted together, the father and son pair naturally united.
Ronan wants to make the Middle East more chaotic and make the Arab-Israeli conflict more intense.
In small-scale battles, supernatural abilities can be fully utilized.
But when the scale of the battle reaches a certain level, firepower is king.
Ronan prepared an Armor-S short-range anti-aircraft vehicle, which is mainly used for air-to-air attacks in case of air strikes.
To put it bluntly, it was prepared for the two main air-to-ground strike forces of the US military in Iraq, Apache and A10.
On the ground, there is an example of hurricane firepower covering the Mossad training base before. It is too difficult to carry out similar operations.
The US military in Iraq is not vegetarian either.
Returning to the sailing hotel, Ronan waited for a while, and Yuri soon brought Vitaly and Sergey to visit.
Ronan called Yuri to the study alone, and directly stated his needs.
You Rui heard the veins on his forehead throbbing: "A lot of mines, bombs and incendiary bombs? Where are you going to blow up?"
Ronan understated: "It's just to be prepared. In a place like Iraq, there is no harm in preparing more weapons."
Yuri nodded: "That's right, my next batch of goods was ordered by Assassin. They are going to arm the Iraqi resistance forces and launch attacks against the US military from north to south."
Ronan asked, "Lots of AKs and RPGs?"
Yuri said: "There are also mercenary instructors. The Iraqi veterans consume too much. What do you say about the current combat level? Give them the most technological weapons, and they can also fight the least technological wars. It is better to give them the most advanced weapons." Simple weapons, use the simplest and most brutal way to fight the U.S. military to the death."
Ronan nodded: "The security war in the occupied area is a worldwide problem."
You Rui continued: "They took the lives of the Blackwater Company and saved a lot of trouble."
"Blackwater Company, old friend." Ronan said in his heart.
The first mercenary team in Mexico that cooperated with the CIA to kill him came from the Blackwater Company, and two appeared one after the other.
If it wasn't for his fate and good luck, he might have been killed in Mexico by Blackwater's mercenaries long ago.
Later, when he met the group of robbers and heard that it was the gold from the Blackwater Company, Ronan not only made a move, but also took all the gold away.
In Mexico, Blackwater's mercenary tactical team was even ambushed by Ronan, Thomas, Mad Bull Bill and Jess, and lost a large amount of treasure looted from Iraq.
Blackwater's branch in the Middle East is just on the outskirts of Baghdad.
There is a large vault built there, which is dedicated to storing the property looted by Blackwater from various tribes in the Middle East.
Sometimes, Ronan felt that it was not a bad thing to catch a sheep.
Yuri remembered what Ronan needed, and asked, "Where are the goods delivered?"
Ronan said: "Kirkuk, that uninhabited town, Safin is still guarding it."
Yuri had already boarded Ronan's boat, and he simply said, "I asked Sergey to take someone there and wait there."
Ronan replied, "Yes."
Kirkuk is on the southern edge of the Kurdish region, not too far from Baghdad. It is very convenient to store goods there, whether going north or south.
Yuri didn't stay long, went out to tell Sergey a few words, said goodbye and left.
For this purposeful arms dealer, achieving gun equality in the Middle East starts with Syria and Iraq.
Ronan called August again and asked a few words about the situation in Baghdad. The Syndicate also has people there, but limited to the forces of the US military, CIA and the Secret Service, there are limited manpower.
But the situation of Blackwater Company is more or less understood.
August said: "Blackwater's reputation in Iraq is very bad, much worse than that of the U.S. military. At least the U.S. military will not attack civilians casually in public. Blackwater's mercenaries don't have so many scruples. Suspected of being a terrorist, he immediately opened fire, causing many tragedies involving dozens of civilian casualties in the past two years, and may have done more in private."
Ronan had interrogated one of the mercenaries in charge of Blackwater. Privately, the Blackwater mercenaries were more terrifying than real terrorists. After they looted their property, they were afraid of being exposed, so they usually silenced them.
August also said: "In the US military, Blackwater's reputation is also very bad. Last year, a Blackwater mercenary disarmed a US armed Humvee convoy. If it wasn't for the mediation of the former Iraqi frontline commander General Hawke , something big might happen.”
Ronan nodded: "I understand."
After sending August away, the room became quiet. Ronan sat alone on the balcony, admiring the sea view of Dubai, and thinking about his next plan.
The Mossad traitor on Hamas' side is a good channel for leaking news.
But only by revealing the whereabouts in a reasonable way can the big fish be lured into the bait.
Murphy, the nail geek, robbed Blackwater's gold stored in Citibank in Los Angeles. He has a grievance with Blackwater. It is normal to come to Iraq to rob again.
It has been more than half a year since the Blackwater company was robbed in Mexico. I wonder how many things the Blackwater company has seized?
After thinking about it for a while, Ronan called Ilsa who was far away in Europe.
Ilsa is now in control of the Syndicate, which can be called a big business. She doesn't want to be stuck by the Knights of the Round Table. Independent financial resources are very important.
Syndicate's intelligence network is also very important to Ronan.
For example, in the actions of Dubai, August played a great role.
Ronan called Europe, waited for Ilsa to connect, and said: "It's me, I just contacted a big business, the profit may be relatively large, I can't afford it alone, I don't know if you are interested. "
Ilsa just thought about it for a moment and said, "Very interested."
Ronan said directly, "See you in Baghdad."
…………
Finland, in February, is still icy and snowy.
The island town of Hailuoto is covered by vast snow and ice, and the small town is cut off from the outside world for several months of the year.
Syndicate's secret base is established here.
The few dozens of residents on the island have long been bought by the syndicate's money, and even the mayor of the town is a member of the syndicate.
In a wooden house, the fireplace had long been extinguished, and the red-haired girl Scarlett was woken up by the severe cold, her face was almost numb.
A strong Nordic man with blond hair pushed open the wooden door and came in. He unscrewed the thermos and took a sip slowly.
Looking at the rising heat and sniffing the aroma of coffee entering her nostrils, Scarlett couldn't help sticking out her tongue and licking her bloodstained lips.
"Think about it, there is nothing to say." The blond man took a porcelain cup, poured a cup of coffee, and placed it in front of Scarlett: "Say it, these are yours."
Scarlett's face was abnormally red, her lips were tightly closed and she didn't say a word.
A shivering black man came in and said, "Stop talking to her, push her out and bury her in the snow, and I'll tell you in half an hour!"
The strong Nordic man shook his head: "We are civilized people, how can we do such barbaric things?"
Hearing this, Scarlett breathed a sigh of relief.
After taking several rounds of psychedelic injections one after another, although he said a lot of things in a daze, but the most core secrets of the Special Affairs Bureau were still bitten to death.
Falling into the hands of these people, Scarlett was mentally prepared.
The body has developed resistance to the drugs, and the usual doses of drugs will hardly work on her anymore. Once the dosage increases, she may become an idiot.
These terrorists have become wary.
If you are mentally prepared, you are mentally prepared, but Scarlett still holds out hope just in case.
General Hawke and the comrades in the Special Affairs Bureau will definitely come to rescue her!
The blond man said: "Miss Scarlett, you are making it difficult for me!"
Scarlett still didn't speak.
The blond man shouted to the outside: "Come in!"
Someone carried the incubator, and someone carried the bathtub and water, and entered the wooden house together.
The blond man said, "Take her all off!"
Scarlett closed her eyes and expected this scene after being captured alive, but the terrorists were very restrained in this regard and never used the most humiliating way of destroying women.
"Don't worry, no one will rape you." The blond and strong man Hansen said with a smile: "We are all civilized people, and we never bother to use those low-level and boring methods."
Someone opened the incubator, and there were several snakes in the box.
Because of the high temperature in the incubator, the snake has woken up from hibernation.
Scarlett peeked at it, the snake was not very thick, it looked like a non-venomous snake.
The black man took a few men, stripped Scarlet naked, and threw her into a bathtub filled with ice water.
Scarlett shivered from the cold!
Hansen picked up the snakes and threw them all into the tub!
Scarlett suddenly remembered the tortures she had used in Afghanistan and Iraq, electrocution, waterboarding and all kinds of strange tortures, don't try too much.
As long as at that time, she was one of the executioners, the torturers were all terrorists!
Now the situation is completely reversed.
Scarlett suddenly figured out what these terrorists wanted to do!
The snake touched the skin, and the human struggled desperately, but the special alloy chains bound her hands and feet, making it impossible for her to break free!
"No! No—" Scarlett shouted hoarsely!
The snake enters the cold water, looking for a warm place, preferably a hole to hide in.
In another nearby house, the interior is warm as spring, and the firewood in the fireplace is crackling.
Ilsa, who just hung up the phone, sat on the thick sofa in front of the fireplace, watching the torture scene being staged on the monitor screen.
That woman has a very hard mouth!
The question Ronan wanted was never asked.
Ilsa watched quietly, without any expression on her cold face.
The Bucket Mother-like Helen Bingham brought over two cups of coffee, one on the table next to Ilsa.
Ilsa pointed to the monitor: "You think of a way?"
Helen said: "People like Hansen will only use the simplest and roughest methods to deal with a woman. Sometimes they can't be too simple and rough."
Thinking that Ilsa is also a woman, she said: "Before I was rescued by you, I was caught by Mossad and sent to the CIA. This is not what I thought, it was used by the CIA on me. .”
Ilsa sipped coffee slowly, and the topic suddenly changed: "Are you interested in going to the Middle East and dealing with Mossad and the US military?"
Helen Bingham was very interested: "Yes! A few days ago, Hamas blew up the Mossad training base with a hurricane. I was thinking, when will Syndicate go to the Middle East to play a big game."
Ilsa is going to see Ronan, and she won't take many people with her, saying, "Only you and me."
Helen said, "No problem!"
Ilsa looked at the time: "Wait for the result of the interrogation, no matter what the result is, we will leave on time tomorrow morning."
About half an hour later, Hansen knocked on the door here, and Helen went to open the door and brought the man over.
Ilsa looked at Hansen.
Hansen said: "She confessed the situation of the divine blood enhancement experiment. This is a top secret of the Special Affairs Bureau, and less than ten people inside know about it."
He came to the map of the United States hanging on the wall and pointed: "It's about this location. She hasn't been there specifically. I only know that there is an experimental base here. Sergeant Slavt of the Special Affairs Bureau accepted the blood experiment. On the basis of beast warriors, it has further improved its strength."
Ilsa heard Ronan say about Slaft: "This man is a radical from the Secret Service."
Hansen nodded, and continued: "The Divine Blood Warrior is currently in the exploratory stage, and the success rate is very low. Among the first batch of 26 people who underwent intensive experiments, only two of them succeeded. They are currently training with Slav in Iraq."
Helen Bingham laughed suddenly: "Isn't that a coincidence!"
Ilsa asked, "Which god is the so-called god?"
"She probably doesn't know, or is still hiding it." Hansen can only say what the interrogation revealed: "This god was originally a homeless man captured by the Secret Service on the streets of the United States. Recovery, his strength has recovered, after using his diluted divine blood to enhance it successfully, the biggest feature is that the strengthened person can use the power of thunder."
Ilsa frowned slightly: "Thunder?"
Currently in Northern Europe, the first thing she thought of was the Nordic mythology: "Who are the gods who can use thunder, Odin? Sol? Zeus? Or the native gods of America?"
Helen shrugged: "I don't know much about the native gods in America, and I don't know if there are any who can use thunder."
Hansen said again at this time: "Just ask these questions for the time being."
Ilsa was not half-hearted and soft-hearted. She was soft-hearted to the enemy, but she was cruel to her own people. She said, "Helen and I will leave tomorrow. You continue to lead people to interrogate Scarlett, and you must drain everything she knows!"
Hansen replied: "Yes!"
Ilsa said lightly: "It doesn't matter what the means are!"
…………
Iraq, more than 200 kilometers southeast of Baghdad, is a small city with a long history, Al-Amarah.
Gunshots rang out and flames flashed. Combatants in desert camouflage uniforms, under the cover of armed Humvees and helicopters, charged towards a temple.
Regardless of personnel or equipment, there is a striking "bear paw" logo on it!
This is a mercenary from the Blackwater Company!
Blinder, the person in charge of Blackwater in Iraq, personally directed the operation and ordered by radio: "Armored convoy, cover with machine guns! Helicopters, use rockets to open the gap in the wall! Team one, team two, team five, team six, assault! Team three Support with the four teams outside!"
He said coldly: "You are facing the most ferocious terrorists. They have no humanity at all. Don't care about their age and gender, because they can become human bombs at any time! So, rush in, except for the person in charge of the temple People, kill them all! What they personally carry will be your spoils!"
The mercenaries all had red eyes like hungry wolves!
Blind raised his voice: "Attack!"
Helicopters fired rockets one after another, knocking down the wall.
A grenade launcher mounted on a Humvee military vehicle blew open the gate of the temple.
The mercenaries of the Blackwater Company rushed in with skilled tactical moves.
Gunshots, screams, and angry howls sounded inside the temple one after another.
This historic temple is completely vulnerable to the anti-terrorist forces of the world police.
At the side of the command vehicle, someone came to Blinder and handed him the satellite phone: "Head, the number of the U.S. Army Command."
Blinder picked up the phone and said seriously: "Colonel, we are the ones who opened fire on Amara. We have found the terrorist's lair and we are cleaning up the terrorists. I will give you a complete report later! Yes, We will act quickly and leave no chance for the terrorists to escape!"
After the phone call, the gunshots in the temple gradually subsided.
The mercenaries of the Blackwater Company are powerful in combat, and the terrorists have no power to fight back.
Someone came out and reported to Blinder: "The terrorists in the temple have been wiped out. Except for the two persons in charge of the temple, all the rest were killed."
"Okay." Blind got out of the car and entered the temple with a few guards.
The white turbans and black turbans had already turned into red turbans. The old clergymen, women wearing black turbans, underage children, and a few middle-aged men all fell into a pool of blood.
The mercenaries were used to doing these jobs. Some black mercenaries with lower status, under the urging of the white people, moved the corpses out and piled them in the yard, waiting to be poured with oil and burned.
Suddenly, a teenage boy emerged from under several corpses in the corner of the temple yard!
He pulled off the grenade on the tactical vest of the black mercenary who was caught off guard, clenched his hands tightly, and rushed towards Blind!
Although little knowledgeable, but who is the leader, the boy can tell! ,
Thanks to the war in Iraq, the boy can use grenades and wants to pull out the safety pin while running.
With a blank expression on his face, Blind pulled out his M9 pistol and fired with a bang!
Bleeding flowers burst out from the back of the boy's head, and the corpse fell down!
Blinder put away his pistol and said to the men who were recently transferred from the United States: "See? Terrorists have nothing to do with age and gender! Underage children can also become human bombs!"
These words are too reasonable, very in line with American logic, and everyone around them thinks it is very reasonable.
Soon, someone escorted two old Iraqi men, who were in charge of the temple.
Blind ordered his deputy: "You lead people to interrogate, get evidence that they are terrorists, and ask where the treasure house is."
"Yes!" The deputy knew the way, and immediately led a few mercenaries, pressing the old man into a room.
Although they are not as professional as the people from the CIA and the Secret Service, how can ordinary people withstand the interrogation of these wolf-like mercenaries.
Ten minutes later, a cellar was opened, and a large number of gold and silver artifacts were brought up.
Blackwater has made a fortune again!
One-day [-]D update is asking for a monthly pass!
(End of this chapter)
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