Mao Xiong is not wooing Zhou Qingfeng because of him. In terms of warriors, when have the Skies ever lacked gray animals that are not afraid of death? What they lack is cutting-edge technology.
Since the disintegration of the Soviet Union, Mao Xiong's national power has seriously declined. After nearly 30 years of losses, they are now about to become a pure resource exporting country. In order to change this situation, Mao Xiong can be said to have tried its best.
If it weren't for the uncertainty about Zhou Qingfeng's background, and if he showed enough strength, the officers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs would definitely knock him out. But Zhou Qingfeng was so careless that he didn't believe Mao Xiong. The other party looked serious, but in his heart
It smells of danger.
Zhou Qingfeng was chatting with Mao Xiongxu, and several other people were also busy.
They had just berated Zhou Qingfeng in the satellite video, but when the screen on the monitor dimmed, Feng Wan, Yuan Mei and Xu Rong were all stunned for a few seconds.
The three women have more unity than contradiction, and they are very consistent in their treatment of Zhou Qingfeng. After all, their current lives are given by the same person.
"Brother, he is really in Syria, right? Syria is in chaos right now and there is a war going on." Xu Rong was the youngest and the most timid. Her faint words lifted the hearts of Feng Wan and Yuan Mei.
Feng Wan thought for a while and denied: "How is it possible? That guy must have avoided it because he was afraid of being scolded by us. The video just now was clearly a wasteland with rocks everywhere, how could it be an ancient temple in Syria?
Even if you want to deceive people, you have to deceive the whole thing!”
"That's not necessarily true. I think the stone door frame seems to be a bit old." Yuan Mei was not sure, "But in Syria... that place is separated from us by most of Asia. How can we just go there?"
The three women looked at each other, but they couldn't get rid of the worries in their hearts. Because Zhou Qingfeng never lied to them in the past, but many things were extremely exaggerated.
"Don't worry, that bastard has a woman out there. He might be fooling around somewhere! I'll find out just by calling him." Feng Wan saw that the atmosphere was solemn, so she quickly picked up her cell phone and called Xu Yun. She was only half
After the phone rang, he slowly put down the phone, "He didn't find Xu Yun, he's not in Shanghai."
Hearing that Zhou Qingfeng was really missing, Xu Rong was so frightened that she shed tears. She cried with pale face and said, "What if my brother is really in Syria?"
"Don't scare yourself, you don't know how powerful that kid is. Although I don't know all the details, he is definitely not just a movie maker. Hum, let me tell you, I took the Ocean Princess with him
,…….”
When talking about her adventure with Zhou Qingfeng, Feng Wan was very happy and she could boast about it for the rest of her life. Yuan Mei and Xu Rong were both jealous and envious. As they chatted, the three women seemed to feel less worried.
In Syria, Aidid, the field commander of the Raqqa al-Nusra Front, where terrorists are based, received an order requiring him to immediately lead his men to attack Palmyra, nearly 200 kilometers away.
The person who conveyed the order sent a large amount of arms to Aidid from Turkey in the north, including a large number of light and heavy weapons including 'DOW' anti-tank missiles. The purpose was only one - to set out immediately and strive to eliminate Bal in the shortest possible time.
Syrian government forces in Mira.
"What happened in Palmyra?" Aidid was wearing a black scarf covering his head and face, wearing a military uniform and carrying a machine gun. He looked fierce and looked like a wolf.
The person who delivered the order also wrapped himself tightly, but the complexion between his brows and palms was that of an authentic white man. He sneered a few times and said in a hoarse voice: "We need you to find such a person."
Several photos were placed in front of Aidid. They showed Zhou Qingfeng wearing a skull helmet and a desert-colored uniform. Of course, there were also weird scenes of his invisible figure looming in the desert wilderness.
"This person is not easy to deal with." Aidid murmured coldly, without any fluctuation in his tone. "Palmyra is now under the protection of the Russian army. If we take action, we will suffer heavy losses."
"You just need to find him, and we will handle the rest." The person who delivered the order pulled out a sturdy soldier from behind, "Lieutenant Sheldon will handle the follow-up matters."
Aidid glanced at Lieutenant Sheldon who was also indifferent, and finally made an offer: "I still need two million US dollars in funding."
"I can give you one million dollars first. As long as you can find this person, I will give you another five million dollars. If you can capture him alive, we will give you ten million dollars." The person who sent the order snorted and sneered.
Full of temptation.
That’s a lot of money!
Aidid finally reached out and grabbed the passer's shoulder and laughed: "Okay, I will help you find the goal you want."
While waiting for the mysterious man who had sent the order to leave, Aidid's direct subordinates came forward and asked: "Dear Aidid, who is the person who sent us the arms?"
Aidid was unpacking the 'Dow' packaging boxes that were delivered, and said nonchalantly about this problem: "It's either Americans or Israelis. In short, they are people who support us. As long as we have their support, we will definitely be able to build a real world in Syria."
Belongs to Allah’s kingdom.”
The terrorists in the Middle East do all kinds of evil, are cold-blooded and ruthless, and their combat effectiveness is weak. But in terms of will and spirit, they are much stronger than the rabble of the Syrian government forces, and they have been brainwashed more thoroughly.
However, the Mi-8 incident that happened in Palmyra has spread all over the world, and Aidid knew that that inconspicuous place must now be a whirlpool of minced meat. In order to meet the requirements of the financial backers behind it, he decided to lead the battle himself, but
The specific manpower is not entirely his direct descendants.
"Go and pull out the people from the Chinese camp. This time they need to fight for Allah. I hope they can bravely rush to the front. Anyone who dares to retreat will be punished."
Aidid walked out of his residence and jumped into an armed pickup truck. Behind him were hundreds of strange vehicles with various modifications. The leader was even a T-72 tank. Countless people were shouting loudly, and bullets were fired at random.
Shooting in the air, the sudden burst is quite terrifying.
The Western special forces soldier known as 'Sheldon' looked coldly at the chaos in front of him. He was also sitting in a pickup truck. He turned back to his subordinates who were carrying the radio and said: "Report to Commander Fidel, we will set off immediately. Let everyone
The man-machine provides forward warning, and we will give instructions immediately after discovering the target."
After gathering enough men, Aidid led a team of about 500 people to leave Raqqa's lair and kill in an extremely ostentatious manner towards Palmyra in the south.
At this moment, a Predator drone is providing road warning to Aidid. Over Palmyra, three Reaper drones loaded with guided bombs and missiles are already in place. They carry
The photoelectric pod is constantly scanning the ground.
At the U.S. military base in Turkey, Fidel, the CIA's senior intelligence officer, was leaning on a chair with his eyes closed to rest. In front of him was a surveillance and command team that had just been deployed.
The lights in the operations headquarters were dim, and CIA elites from Europe were staring nervously at the computer screens. All kinds of flashing information were summarized one by one on the big screen in front of the headquarters, and were selected by specialized intelligence assistants and then reported to Fidel.
"Has the Florida arrived at the fighting position?" After listening to the assistant's report that everything was ready for the operation, Fidel asked in a low voice in the rocking chair.
"The Florida has received the order. They said it will take at least ten hours to reach the combat position in the Arabian Sea." Intelligence Assistant.
"Ten hours should be enough time." Fidel said 'hmm', feeling very relieved.
The dragnet has been laid, just waiting for that damn bastard to show up!