() "Think carefully and don't rush to give me an answer." After Canglong finished speaking, he stood up with a smile and walked towards the door. Seeing that Bai Wuchang was still stunned, Canglong said: "Are you planning to return to the Russian military, or are you going to join the Russian military? I'm leaving."
Bai Wuchang glanced at Nikolay, shrugged helplessly, then stood up and walked firmly with Cang Long. By the time they reacted, the prophet army outside had already withdrawn.
Back in the car, Bai Wuchang remained silent, and Canglong said: "You are quite smart and didn't hide it on purpose."
"What would you do to me if I hid it back then?" Bai Wuchang asked with a serious face.
"I can do anything to you." Canglong shook his head, "As long as you don't infringe on my interests, I won't do anything to you. Anyone in Team B can leave if they want, and I won't force him to stay, but once he leaves , it is not possible to return to the B team in the future, understand, so you can make a choice now."
"Have I already made my choice?" Bai Wuchang said with a smile on his face, "Although I love my motherland deeply, my motherland doesn't seem to need me. I might as well work for you, at least you won't stab us in the back. Daozi, following those military bosses, knows too many secrets, and sooner or later, he will be killed."
"How do you conclude that I won't stab someone in the back?" Canglong asked.
"That heartless guy like Alexandre Dumas is willing to follow you wholeheartedly. This is a kind of proof that this damn black guy has never been so loyal to anyone. It seems that you are the only one who can make him obey. Little sheep, that's enough." Bai Wuchang said with a smile.
"Oh." Canglong nodded, but did not make any promise.
"By the way, have you ever dealt with the Russian side before?" Bai Wuchang suddenly asked strangely.
"There have been some transactions." Canglong said calmly.
"Why are you so confident that Nikolay will agree to your request?" Bai Wuchang asked.
"He has no choice. You Russians are definitely not willing to let the Americans get this place. Although the Soviet Union collapsed, you and the Americans have been fighting for this land since World War II. Naturally, the Russian Federation after the Soviet Union will not Will give up easily." Canglong said with a smile, "This is the inevitable result of the general environment."
"Which damn guy said you don't understand politics?" Bai Wuchang said indignantly, "I think he should really slap himself in the face. At best, he will only be a politician for the rest of his life, and you may become one in the future. "
"Not interested." Canglong said decisively.
"People who have no interest are often more likely to succeed than those who are interested." Bai Wuchang retorted.
"What you said is not entirely correct. Hitler was very interested in politics. He almost conquered the entire world." Canglong said with a smile, "It's a pity that he was defeated by you Russians in the end."
"But why did Russia lose at the hands of the Americans?" Bai Wuchang suddenly asked.
"Because you Russians are too competitive and don't know how to recuperate." Canglong said calmly. Although this is just his personal opinion, he knows very well that the history of Russia is a history of expansion. He keeps waving his minions and launching attacks. Attacks from neighboring countries.
If we want to define a place for Russia in history, most people may think that this country represents justice, but Soryu never thinks so. On the contrary, Russia has done many bad things in history, except for being forced by Hitler in World War II. Apart from participating in the war, he has done little to contribute to the world.
"I'm afraid you are the only one who can use strong tactics against a competitive nation." Bai Wuchang shook his head, because when Canglong negotiated with the Russian special envoy just now, it was completely threatening and coercing, "Do you think they will really agree? You."
"Again, they have no choice, and to deal with you Russians, they have no other choice but to use tough measures. Of course, they must have enough power to check and balance you, otherwise tough tactics may lead to crazy Revenge, for example, Hitler, or Napoleon." Canglong smiled and looked at Bai Wuchang, "As far as I know, Russians only admire those fist masters or countries, so when you Russians wave your fists at me to show off your power, I only need to It's enough if it's bigger and harder than your fists."
"Damn it." Bai Wuchang frowned. Apparently he thought Canglong was right. There is a Russian proverb: "Russia's friends are their enemies."
The inner meaning is what Canglong said. Only people or countries with a harder fist than Russia will be qualified to be friends with them. Countries with weak fists are not even qualified to be enemies in the eyes of Russia, so Russia It has never been a friendly nation.
"The whole world should be thankful that the Americans won the Cold War, not you Russians. Otherwise, World War III would have broken out long ago." Canglong looked sarcastic.
Despite this, Bai Wuchang put away his anger and smiled playfully: "I admit that you know us very well, but what I'm curious about is, since this is a secret meeting, why did you send out the prophet army? Do you want the Americans to know? "
"Actually, the success of this meeting is secondary. The important thing is that the Americans will become nervous after knowing that you Russians are negotiating with me." Canglong said calmly.
"You are such a sinister guy. You have planned everything to your advantage. Once the Americans know about it, they will be wary. Even if the Russian government and the Americans try to explain, they probably won't believe that Russia is not involved." If you don't get involved, it seems like they won't be able to do it if they don't agree." Bai Wuchang finally understood why Canglong sent out the Prophet Army with great fanfare and put the hotel under martial law.
This is actually what it means to be an American.
"This is the real threat." Canglong smiled, then he opened the roof of the SUV, stuck his head out, and said, "Come out and make a pose."
Bai Wuchang looked reluctant, but he still put his head out. The two of them greeted a flashing bright spot in the sky, as if there were a pair of eyes watching in the sky. After about a few minutes, Canglong and the two of them came again. He pulled his head back and stopped next to a residential house. After changing to a few cars, he dispersed and continued moving forward.
At the same time, on the big screen at the US military headquarters in Baghdad, the scene of Canglong and Bai Wuchang waving to the sky was clearly displayed.
About a few minutes later, Natasha came to the intelligence monitoring room. The intelligence officer replayed the scene just now. When Natasha saw Canglong's smile, she felt slightly angry. This is a low-orbit spy satellite monitoring system. You can easily capture any situation on the ground at high altitude, but it is more restricted and can only capture a single target.
It is said that the whereabouts of the police were captured using this kind of low-orbit spy satellite. The data is as clear as a movie. If necessary, they can even compile the life of the police into a movie.
"Have you confirmed their identities?" Natasha asked.
"According to the information in the database, the people who met with Soryu were the consul of the Russian Consulate in Basra and the general manager of Luke Company in Iraq. There is also an unidentified person, but judging from his pace, he should be a soldier, possibly with Russia. It's related to the military," the intelligence officer said.
"Sure enough, she hooked up with the Russians." Natasha seemed to be expecting it. In the current situation in Basra, except for the Russians who dare to participate in a big way, there is probably no other country in the world that dares to confront the United States like this. "The whereabouts of Canglong Are you sure?"
"It has been confirmed, but he has just changed cars and dispersed to various places. It is difficult for us to determine which car is actually carrying him." Please keep the message from the club.
"That means we can't send out drones to bomb." Natasha asked.
"To be precise, this is true. There is no absolute certainty. If drones are sent to bomb Basra, it will cause great international repercussions," the intelligence officer said.
Vivian frowned. Although this was an opportunity, the chance of bombing Canglong was not high, so she had to give up. It would be much more accurate if there were guidance from ground intelligence personnel.
"Continue to monitor." Vivian could only give the order helplessly, "How is the ground intelligence network being laid?"
"Basra is attracting investment. Although we have sent a lot of intelligence agents to get in, the people and officials in Basra are now convinced of this prophet. It is very difficult to instigate rebellion. In addition, the newly formed intelligence agency in Basra is also very difficult to deal with. Almost all the people are their eyes and ears. Once our intelligence officers have any unusual behavior and are seen by ordinary people, they will report it to the intelligence agency in Basra." The intelligence officer looked embarrassed, "There are even several intelligence agents who have been targeted. Already."
Natasha frowned deeply. At this moment, she really didn't know whether it was right or wrong to let Canglong continue to develop, but it seemed that in the situation in front of her, she had no choice.
"Send all the drones and spy satellites back, and we will focus on monitoring the northern region to look for traces of the leader of the Mahdi Army, Sadr." Natasha made a desperate move.
"We really need to pull all the power back." The intelligence officer was a little surprised.
"Do you have any other ideas? Placing drones and spy satellites in Basra is of no use now. On the contrary, it has restricted our ability to deal with the Mahdi Army and the Baath Party." Natasha finally figured it out. .
The intelligence officer did not hesitate, and then ordered all the information on Basra to be packed and sealed. The spy satellite also directly changed its orbit and headed north.
Sitting in the car, Canglong held a telescope and watched the twinkling bright spots in the sky fading away, frowning on his face: "It seems that she has completely figured it out, and we can't contain her anymore." .”
"We have held him back for long enough." Bai Wuchang was satisfied.
"However, this is okay. As long as their ground intelligence network is cut off, we can develop steadily." Canglong smiled, "Wait, Natasha, I will give you a lot of surprises."