255. This is definitely not a Hollywood blockbuster
They slept until about five o'clock the next morning, when they were woken up by the barking of dogs in the village.
"What time is it?" Mu Farah asked, mumbling vaguely.
"It's five o'clock in the morning," Cam replied.
"The dogs in the village are barking so early?" After Mu Farah said this, he turned over and fell asleep again.
Five o'clock in the morning seemed a bit early for them. Akinfeev originally wanted to sleep a little longer, but he was not in the mood to sleep as soon as Mufara and the others said they wanted to sleep in the sleeping bag.
I tossed and turned for a long time, but couldn't sleep.
In fact, not only he couldn't sleep, but Amir couldn't sleep either.
Amir, who couldn't sleep, simply put on his clothes and walked out.
Less than a minute after he came out, Akinfeev also came out.
"So early? Man." Amir said in surprise.
"Yes, I saw you were up. I couldn't sleep either, so I might as well go out for a walk." After Akinfeev finished speaking, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his whole body immediately felt a little more awake.
Amir didn't hesitate: "Then I'll call Kadala to join us."
The air in the desert was not bad in the morning, and Akinfeev took this opportunity to take a look at the work shed built by the group.
Apart from a few huge support pillars, the work shed had no enclosure or other obstructions. Since the group stated that the work shed was abandoned, a lot of firewood and sundries from the villagers were piled inside.
Except for the faint smell of oil, there are no traces left by the group inside the work shed.
"Do they use gasoline engines to generate electricity?" Akinfeev asked after looking around.
Kadala replied: "Yes, they use gasoline engines to generate electricity, but they seem to have solar panels. You know, in this desert, the most indispensable thing is solar energy."
While Akinfeev was thinking, Kadala suddenly asked again, "Are they from a toy manufacturing factory?"
This sentence seemed rather childish and innocent, but it brought Akinfeev's thoughts back to reality.
"Why do you say that?"
"Aren't they testing animals like hawks and pigeons?" Kadala remembered talking about it last night.
This sentence suddenly evoked two sleeping memories of Akinfeev. The first memory was that he heard his boss tell the story of the company's simulated eagle participating in the falcon competition. The second memory was that
Kadara said the same thing last night, but he didn't pay attention at the time.
If they are actually testing, then?
Akinfeev's expression suddenly changed. If they were really testing simulated eagles, then their outfits would most likely be discovered.
Akinfeev quickly said to Amir, "Man, ask Kadala if they have any extra national costumes here?"
"Do you want to wear their national costumes?" Amir asked subconsciously.
Akinfeev nodded: "Yes, if we were alone, we would be easily discovered. Do you know what those hawks and doves are?"
Amir was naturally unclear and kept asking: "What is it?"
"It's an investigative tool, and it may also be a weapon. But don't tell Kadara and the others. That group of people won't hurt these villagers. If you tell them, it won't be good."
"No way?" Amir was shocked this time. Can toys be weapons?
"Their technology is already very powerful. They can make the eagle look just like the real thing. Even if it is placed in front of you, you may not be able to find that it is simulation technology. It is not difficult to build the simulation product into a weapon system.
The thing, on the contrary, is quite simple. Now that they can simulate these animals, they may one day make another Amir who is exactly the same."
After listening to Akinfeev's talk about simulation technology, Amir was surprised again. He didn't expect that the technological level of the group had reached such a high level. It was just like a Hollywood science fiction movie.
Can't believe my eyes.
"Then looking at it this way, it is really necessary to check the truth about them and find out what they are doing in the hinterland of the desert."
"So we have to pretend to be locals."
"That's no problem. I'll tell Kadala later and you don't even have to pay."
"Has anyone passed by that oasis?" Suddenly, Akinfeev asked this question again.
"I'll ask him." After he finished speaking, Amir started chirping a lot to Kadala. After he finished speaking, Kadara also started chirping a lot.
"Kadala said there is nothing wrong with the clothes, but they are not clean. I hope you won't dislike them. In addition, he said that some people will pass by the oasis, which is one of the few supply points deep in the desert."
"That's good. As long as there are people passing by there, I think we won't be suspected by them."
Just as the three of them were about to return to Kadala's home, Mufara ran over quickly, carrying a satellite phone with him.
"Boss, the boss is calling for you." The expression on Mu Farah's face was very serious.
Akinfeev also knew that when his boss came to him at this time, it was definitely not to brag and chat with him, but to have something to say, and this matter was also quite important.
…
On the phone, Vladimir first informed Akinfeev of the details of the photos taken by Abdullah and others through the reconnaissance satellite.
Sure enough, a man-made building was found in that desert oasis of more than ten square kilometers. However, because it was night, the satellite's infrared imaging function was not perfect and could only take a rough picture.
"If possible, you can rest in that village temporarily during the day. Abdullah and the others will continue to conduct reconnaissance during the day. If anything happens, we will contact you in time."
"Okay, boss, I just want to report to you about our investigation..."
After listening, Vladimir, thousands of miles away, couldn't help but think deeply.
"Hey, boss, can you hear me?" Akinfeev thought it was poor satellite phone communication, so he couldn't help but say again.
"I can hear it, man." Vladimir suddenly felt very uncomfortable deep in his heart. He felt that Akinfeev's first mission would never be completed smoothly.
This sixth sense transmitted from deep within his heart has always been very accurate for Vladimir, so accurate that he had to be on guard and pay great attention to it.