Daryl looked stunned, and then he kept shaking his head and exclaiming, Damn, it’s so bad, so insidious!
I love it so much!
Here’s the thing…
After the first terrorist attack on Faisal, the CIA paid close attention and tracked the mastermind. After the second attack, the other party finally revealed the truth. However, the CIA is an intelligence organization, and military operations require the cooperation of the military.
After receiving the intelligence, the military assigned a mission to Imperial Barrier, and Imperial Barrier dispatched a sickle squad to carry out the mission.
This is not the revenge of the imperial barrier, this is the United States' fight against terrorism, and no one can find any fault!
Of course, the real situation will come naturally to those who understand it.
And Wang Zhen also said that the target of this attack does not necessarily need to be the mastermind behind the scenes. The CIA chooses its own targets. What does it have to do with the imperial barrier!
As for the evidence, Dongchang has done countless cases of hiding armor and privately making dragon robes.
Just copy it directly.
As for the wrong strikes, CIA intelligence often makes mistakes!
Who can take revenge on the CIA?
Besides, the CIA will not choose targets randomly, this is a private job!
If you make a mistake, you can sometimes provide some compensation, either official or policy-based.
This has nothing to do with Wang Zhen and the others.
What Wang Zhen wants is two things. First, fierce revenge, so that those with bad intentions can think carefully before taking action. This task only lasts three months, so don't lose your life on impulse!
The mission is over, who cares about the flood!
Second, it is not necessarily possible to confiscate the family and exterminate the clan, but extortion is still possible. Of course, this is called compensation!
Golden Retriever looked at Daryl warily, although he didn't understand what Wang Zhen meant.
Seeing the golden retriever's appearance, Daryl's face was filled with contempt, "You said you don't even understand, yet you insist on forcing him to stay!"
"Mr. Daryl, thank you very much for your interest, but Golden Retriever is a good person. I like the Scythe Team very much and I feel very comfortable in the team." Wang Zhen said with a smile.
Golden Retriever laughed loudly. Good person is not a derogatory term at this time...
"Tomorrow, um, the day after tomorrow, let me introduce someone to you?" Daryl said with a smile.
"Let Golden Retriever go, he is the captain."
"What are you asking him to do? Watch the fun?" Daryl said with a look of disdain.
The golden retriever glared back fiercely, "You go ahead. I really don't like that kind of situation. I hate those CIA guys."
Wang Zhen looked confused, and Daryl explained with a smile: "Bourne had a grudge against the CIA. When he was in the military, he performed a mission before. The CIA's intelligence was wrong, and they suffered a lot of losses. Bourne almost died.
On the battlefield.”
Wang Zhen was speechless. Is this such a trick?
On the way back, Wang Zhen asked out of curiosity. The matter was not complicated. Basically, Golden Retriever's team went to carry out an assassination plan. However, after arriving at the location and killing people, they found out that the character information did not match at all. Before they could retreat, they were killed by another team.
The gang was surrounded, and they struggled to break through, suffering heavy losses, and the golden retriever was also seriously injured.
It's just that Wang Zhen sounds so familiar. Isn't this a replica of Dongchang's underworld, where he was killed and silenced after completing his mission?
Of course, it's hard for Wang Zhen to say anything. Everything is over and the Golden Retriever has retired long ago.
…
Two days later, Wang Zhen received a call from Daryl asking him to meet up.
The location was not at the Empire Rampart Building, Daryl drove to pick him up.
"Yesterday, I told the people in the foot-covering building about Faisal's training plan. They originally had a similar plan in Iraq. There was a long list of people on the list. Now Faisal is also on that list. The plan is actually
It has been there since before the troop withdrawal in 2010, and there is a special fund every year." In the car, Daryl explained to Wang Zhen.
"Of course, this kind of funding is nominally for military assistance. You know, when the Iraqi government army was established, it was money given by the government, and many of the weapons are obsolete products from the US military."
"Aid money to buy obsolete products?" Wang Zhen smiled.
Daryl laughed and winked at Wang Zhen, "The government gave the money and the Iraqi army got the equipment. As long as the two goals are achieved, it doesn't matter where the weapons come from. Don't care.
Those details."
Wang Zhen suddenly laughed. Now the Iraqi army still has a lot of Russian equipment. Well, it was also bought with this money.
As for why the United States pays to buy Russian equipment...
Don't worry about those details!
"Then who are we going to see this time?" Wang Zhen asked with a smile.
"John Gaskell, the second-in-command of the CIA's Middle East Division, Iraq Office." Daryl said as he drove: "The funds are used for military assistance, but this plan has always been operated by the CIA, and it wants to target those on the list.
The National Defense Intelligence Agency, which is affiliated with the Foot Covering Building, is not professional when it comes to assessing people's political tendencies, combat effectiveness assessments, investment returns, planting spies, etc., and at the same time, in order to prevent corruption, it has always been handed over to the CIA."
Wang Zhen: Prevent corruption?
pretty!
Of course, Wang Zhen also knew that the CIA had a bad relationship with the Foot Covering Building, which was probably the reason why the government deliberately separated fund control and implementation.
The car stopped in a residential building. Wang Zhen looked up and said, "This is..."
"Safety, that's what CIA people are used to, although I don't think it's necessary." Daryl shrugged.
Wang Zhen didn't say anything, and silently followed Daryl and pushed the door open. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a man wearing a T-shirt and jeans, looking like an ordinary worker, with slightly tanned skin.
"John, this is Wang. I have introduced his situation to you." Daryl introduced: "Wang, just call him John."
John smiled and nodded to Wang Zhen, without any intention of getting up to shake hands. Wang Zhen didn't mind either. He just kept silent and said with a smile: "Hello, Mr. John."
Daryl walked to the side and took a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator. He turned around and asked, "What do you want to drink?"
"Just water," Wang Zhen replied.
A bottle of water was thrown over, but Wang Zhen found that there was nothing in front of John, but Daryl did not say hello, which was obviously out of habit.
"You came up with the plan." John asked, "Do you have any specific ideas?"
"It's an idea I came up with. The specific implementation is up to you. I might be able to use my brain, but I have no experience at all. You guys understand the situation. I have no idea." Wang Zhen said simply.
"How about it!" Daryl looked at John with a proud look on his face, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and handed out one to each of them.
"Very good." John nodded with satisfaction. What they are most afraid of are the kind of self-righteous young people. They may have great ideas, but they can't say they have no experience at all. They can only say nothing.
He was always thinking about being in the limelight, and he simply failed to succeed and failed. John was determined not to cooperate with such a person.
"We definitely don't have the funds. This year's budget has already set the spending direction last year." John lit up his cigarette and took a deep puff. The smoke was filling his eyes, making Wang Zhen unable to see his face.
"There are no arms either. I am not involved in the arms business here. That is the business scope of other colleagues."