Chen Hao had never deliberately learned r language. After being with Michiko Inagawa for a long time, he naturally understood r language.
"That's good."
The old wolf smiled.
At this time, the people from the intelligence station went downstairs one after another and came to Chen Hao.
More than a dozen people looked at the young Chen Hao coldly.
"The superior ordered us to help this brother with all his might. If anyone falls out of the chain, don't blame me for turning against me!" Lao Lang saw that a group of subordinates looked down on Chen Hao, so he warned him.
"I'm very lucky to have your help, thank you."
Chen Hao bowed to express his gratitude.
No matter how rebellious and proud these people in front of him are, they are worthy of his respect in danger for the sake of the country.
More than a dozen people became enthusiastic because Chen Hao expressed his gratitude.
They only respect one kind of person, and that is the real strong man.
"What are your clues about the survivors who crashed into the private plane in the southern mountainous area of ​​Afghanistan?"
Chen Hao started talking about the important matters.
"Our informant sent back the information. Most of the survivors were locked up in the Push training camp in that mountainous area. The number of people in this training camp exceeded one thousand, and there were maze-like tunnels in the mountains around the training camp.
Once the rest of the people hid in the tunnel..."
Lao Lang shook his head and smiled bitterly at the end of his speech.
"Specific location?"
Chen Hao asked Lao Lang.
"The informant only knows the approximate location."
Lao Lang took out the map as he spoke, spread it on the table, and drew a circle with his strokes.
"We are not in enough staff. When will we find such a large mountainous area?" Lei Yang looked sad.
The range that Lao Lang circled with his pen was at least 200 square kilometers.
One person hurried downstairs.
"A dozen cars are approaching at the same time in four directions." The strong young man who went downstairs reported the emergencies with a serious expression.
Lao Lang put away the map and went upstairs without saying a word. Chen Hao, Lei Yang, and Canglang followed him upstairs. The others took their weapons and took their place.
A room on the second floor was converted into a monitoring room, and dozens of micro probes installed around the yard, and the real-time images captured were clearly presented on the computer screen.
Dozens of masked militants got out of the car and quickly surrounded the courtyard.
"We brought these people here?"
Lei Yang asked Lao Lang.
Lao Lang shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be."
Just the day before yesterday, the mysterious stealth helicopter of the M Army, which was only equipped with Navy SEALs, crashed while performing a mission.
An informant got a piece of fragment.
The fragment is here now, and I believe the uninvited guest came to smell the "smell" of the fragment.
"These people may have been sent by the National Intelligence Agency of M country, locking the doors and windows, and preparing for battle."
The old wolf ordered everyone.
On the side, Chen Hao frowned. Not long after he confronted the Intelligence Bureau, he met someone from the Intelligence Bureau again. The enemy was narrow?
Some people think Chen Hao is timid and shows disdain.
"Can you fight?"
Lao Lang, who was quite polite to Chen Hao, couldn't help but ask Chen Hao, for fear that Chen Hao would become a burden to everyone.
At critical moments, if one person loses the chain, it may kill the entire team.