Fidel from the CIA and his men arranged this place into a simple command post. He mobilized a group of elite soldiers to prepare for another showdown with the invisible warriors who seriously endanger the security of the United States. But now he can only throw the table.
scold,…….
"Not only can I not catch these damn Green Sect dignitaries, but I am also pissed off by them. Why are they so stupid? We are here to help, but they are causing trouble for us."
Fidel, who was out of breath, unbuttoned his suit and walked back and forth in front of a group of subordinates with his hands on his hips. His assistant was hesitant to speak, and there was really nothing he could do to persuade him.
Fidel's plan is to be loose on the outside and tight on the inside, deploying a small number of elite troops to try to lure the opponent into a trap. Although the method is old-fashioned and the opponent may not be fooled, it is a tried and tested routine.
But what about Crown Prince Harmandan? That guy who is afraid of death directly mobilized thousands of military police to surround his manor, and he did so with great fanfare and a very intimidating posture. He was simply telling his opponents hiding in the darkness loudly
Don't come here. If you do, you're just throwing yourself into a trap.
All of this made Fidel's plans fail.
After waiting for his boss to calm down a little, Fidel's assistant cautiously stepped forward and reported: "Sir, we have begun investigating all people who have entered and exited the UAE in the recent period, and have strengthened border security."
"This is useless. We don't even know what our real opponent looks like, and this method can't even track down the Russian woman Valena." Fidel shook his head.
The intelligence assistant touched his nose and continued to look at the folder in his hand and said: "We talked in detail with the medical staff who were in the medical department at the time. Valena was indeed seriously injured when she was sent there.
But when the invisible warriors arrived, she quickly woke up and was able to move on her own without support or equipment. She was seriously injured and had to be sent to the ICU for coma, but she was able to walk on her own within a few minutes.
A bit considered a medical miracle by doctors on site.”
Fidel scratched his head and gave a distressed sigh, indicating that he understood.
The intelligence assistant continued: "What makes us even more strange is that during the preliminary investigation the next day, a female reporter suddenly passed out while trying to reveal some clues. We are trying to find ways to wake her up and have even removed her from the
Dubai sent him to Tel Aviv where medical conditions are better.
However, Israeli medical experts also said that the patient's condition was very strange. They believed that the female reporter had been artificially put into a state of brain death, and she would probably lose her memory even if she was awake. At present, it seems that this is likely to be some kind of unknown disease.
Caused by what we know is a spy agent."
Finally, the intelligence assistant gave a few photos, "These are some footprints we found near the manor this morning, which are consistent with the footprints we saw in Palmyra. It is certain that our opponents have indeed been here, but they have not
Get into the trap we set."
Hearing the last paragraph, Fidel was so angry that he yelled "Damn it", "Any opportunity to capture the opponent is very precious, but now one is wasted because of the cowardice of those Green Cult wastes."
Fidel really wanted to vomit blood. He was leaning on the chair and was thinking about what to do next. Suddenly his subordinate came over and whispered: "Boss, an email was sent to our CIA's internal mailbox. The sender asked to be contacted by name."
CIA commander talks at the Crown Prince Estate in Dubai.”
Fidel suddenly froze and sat up straight. He took the tablet handed to him and glanced at the so-called email. The email itself was very simple, not just an attachment. This was a video captured by Zhou Qingfeng from his digital helmet.
, the picture shows him killing mercenaries in the manor two days ago.
The picture is very messy and only lasts about ten seconds, but it can be seen that it must have been taken from the perspective of the invisible warrior. It is not that he himself could not have taken the picture.
"This guy wants to contact me?" Fidel thought for a few seconds and then asked, "Has this been reported to the director?"
"The higher-ups in the agency know that Director Brennan has authorized you to contact the other party." The subordinate said and gave the authorization certificate.
Fidel was a bit nervous. This kind of job in direct contact with opponents has never been easy, but now that things have come to an end, he has to do it. He responded to this mysterious email through his mailbox, briefly introduced his identity, and asked
The other party’s intentions.
"Release the Syrian girl captured this time, and severely punish Crown Prince Harmandan and deprive him of his status, power and property." On the other end of the Internet, Zhou Qingfeng quickly put forward his own request.
This is impossible!
Of course, Fidel would not refuse directly. He tried to use various excuses and rhetoric to chat with his opponent. But Zhou Qingfeng on the other end did not fall for the trick and said directly: "I know you will not easily agree to my request.
In fact, I have also thought about how to obtain sufficient exchange conditions."
When he saw the last sentence of the email, "Just wait," Fidelton felt a thrill of horror. It seemed as if a disaster was imminent and trouble was about to come!
"Immediately issue a terrorist attack alert, order all U.S. consulates around the world to be on alert, strengthen domestic security checks, and notify our allies..." Fidel rattled off a list of countermeasures, but the more he spoke, the more panicked he became -
—This is simply full of loopholes!
what should we do?
Fidel sent several emails in a row calling on his opponent to calm down and talk about anything, but there was no news from his opponent.
"Contact the Russians and ask them to restrain their agents, otherwise we will launch reciprocal retaliatory attacks."
The situation was reported back to CIA headquarters, and even Director Brennan was shocked. He quickly asked to talk to the Russian side, because everyone had always believed that the invisible warrior was theirs.
But the Russian Ministry of Internal Affairs replied in an official tone - it was not their people who attacked the Harmandan Crown Prince, they were also hunting for Valena who had lost control.
A certain terrifying balance has always been maintained between the five gangsters, and various underground operations maintain a balance of power. Otherwise, the loss of balance will be greater than the gain if the balance is destroyed and large-scale retaliation is caused. After all, attack is much easier than defense, and no one is willing to fight.
A river of blood flowed.
You must know that the CIA has been fighting the invisible warriors for more than one or two rounds, and has yet to find any way to restrain the opponent. Now facing threats, the CIA has to evaluate how much damage it will suffer if things get out of control. If there is another 911 or something like that
Big trouble, that would be a tragedy!
"Security inspections in the United States have been raised to the highest standards. It is not easy for the enemy to destroy them."
"We believe adversaries may be targeting vulnerable overseas consulates and companies."
"European allies will also be under great pressure, just like ISIS has caused many terrorist attacks in Europe before. Uh..., it seems that some of them were instigated by us."
National security analysts began to rack their brains, thinking about which places in their country might be attacked. And their various subtexts also showed one thing: we, the United States, will not give in easily, let alone fight with terrorists.
compromise!
After being informed that all security forces had been raised to the highest level, Fidel, who was in charge of communication, typed out an email with some trepidation rejecting any request for negotiation.
And when this email was sent out, a new message quickly appeared in the mailbox that had been unresponsive - you are very confident! So let me see which one is more important, a rubbish crown prince, or your F-22.