A plane passed over Qin Fei's hiding place. It flew from behind him. Mist was the first to notice it, but Qin Fei's attention was all focused on the busy armed personnel at the base, so he did not
Didn't notice the sudden appearance of the plane.
This is a twin-engine commercial airliner with two rear-mounted engines. The flight altitude is less than 200 meters above the ground. If you raise your head, you can even see the landing gear that has been lowered under the belly of the aircraft.
Passing over the heads of Qin Fei and Mist, the plane flew diagonally toward the east. It didn't take long for it to turn in the air, and then it aimed at the center of the dry valley and began to land.
"Why is there another plane?"
Qin Fei emerged from the camouflage blanket, raised the monocular in his hand and looked in the direction of the plane's landing.
The plane that passed over their heads had landed at this time, rolling up the yellow sand in the sky and slowly stopping next to the six transport planes.
This commercial airliner looks very big, about thirty meters long. It is a big guy.
Qin Fei failed to recognize the model of the aircraft.
"Lao Mi, this plane looks really big. What model is it?"
Mist held up the Nikon camera and took a picture, then sent the picture back to Tiyo's headquarters.
"It looks a bit like the DC-9 passenger plane produced by McDonnell Douglas," he said.
The passenger plane did not shut down its engines and did not appear to be planning to stay here for too long.
The pilot put the aircraft into the parking position and then lowered the ramp. The aircraft engine was still idling.
The cabin door was pushed open, and then a man wearing tactical pants, a T-shirt, a tactical vest, and sunglasses came out, with an AK-74U submachine gun hanging around his neck.
Obviously this is a bodyguard.
The bodyguard's expression looked very cold. After looking around, he became a little more relaxed. He turned back and nodded toward the cabin. He walked along the gangway to the ground and stood guard by the gangway.
The most fortunate thing now is that the plane is parked in a position where Qin Fei and Mist can see everything on the ramp clearly.
A man who was much shorter than the previous bodyguard walked out of the cabin. He had short, almost bald hair and looked a bit like a domestic labor camp prisoner.
At the door of the cabin, this short man used his right hand to build an awning on his forehead to block the fierce sunlight, and then observed the surrounding situation.
Especially when he saw the base being disassembled and the six transport planes being loaded neatly, the man's eyes paused for a moment, and then he seemed to show a satisfied expression.
He took out a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses from his pocket and placed it gently on the bridge of his nose. There was a scar of about 1cm on the upper left side of his face near the corner of his eyebrow. He had short hair, sunglasses and scar. Although he was not tall enough, he was
This momentum suddenly emerged.
No one can be deceived by his aura. This man has absolute authority and has the highest status among everyone here.
There is no doubt about this.
Qin Fei immediately became a little excited.
He was sure that this was definitely a big shot.
It's a big fish!
"Command, have you found out the origin of the commercial airliner?"
"No, this plane does not have any airline logo, nor does it have the mark and number of a private transportation company. It seems to have been deliberately processed." Lilith's voice came from the channel: "This is a plane."
The Soviet-era Tupolev Tu-14 aircraft can carry up to 84 passengers.
Qin Fei looked at more and more bodyguards getting off the Tu-14 plane, two of them still carrying black travel bags.
It seems that this person is extraordinary. There are dozens of people in these bodyguard teams.
"We took some photos of people coming off the plane. Can you check who they are?" Qin Fei said: "I think this guy is not an ordinary person, he is a big fish."
"Qin, do you think this guy looks familiar to you?" Mist sent the photos, handed the Nikon camera to Qin Fei, and enlarged the photograph of the scarred man's face.
Qin Fei's brows furrowed.
Indeed, he also felt that this man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
The man with the scar looks like he is in his twenties or thirties, with a thin face, and his facial features do not look like those of typical Europeans and Americans, but they do not look like those of the yellow race.
Of course, he is definitely not black.
"Lao Mi, do you think this guy has a bit of a Middle Eastern flavor?"
Qin Fei put forward his own opinion.
Mist took the camera back, put the screen in front of his eyes and looked at it for a while.
"Don't tell me, it really smells like the Middle East." Mist raised his eyebrows: "Tell me...is this guy the leader of some organization in the Middle East?"
"Buying a nuclear bomb?" Qin Fei was surprised: "Omi, are you making an international joke?"
If it was really a transaction, then things would be a big deal.
Once a nuclear bomb falls into the hands of some radical groups in the Middle East, the world will be in chaos.
"Did you see those two bodyguards holding black travel bags? What do you think they look like? They look very heavy. I bet you a hundred dollars that they are definitely not clothes or toiletries." Mist said.
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Qin Fei put down the monocular.
The magnification of this thing is only 4 times, which is not that high, so it is not particularly clear.
He gently moved to the high-magnification reconnaissance telescope mounted on a tripod next to him, and gently adjusted the lens to focus on the two bodyguards holding black luggage bags in their hands.
After taking a few glances, Qin Fei turned the lens to his hand and magnified it further.
Under the powerful power of the high-magnification telescope, Qin Fei saw the veins on the hands of the two bodyguards carrying black luggage bags showing.
As Mister said, clothes are not that heavy, and washing supplies are not that heavy either.
The luggage bag is a soft shell, so the edges and corners of the items inside are also printed out, making it square and angular.
Obviously, this is not luggage.
"Is it money?" Qin Fei removed his eyes from the telescope and looked at Mist: "Is it cash!?"
"I think it's very likely that it's only a pile of paper that weighs so much." Mister said: "The money in two big bags is quite a lot. I estimate it must be several million dollars."
After saying that, he licked his lips.
"Fake, how come these bastards make money so easily?"
"It's not difficult for them to make money by selling arms, drugs, and donations from fanatics," Qin Fei said.
"Oh! You said it very lightly. But I forgot that you are very rich yourself." Mist said: "Your Tiyo base brings a lot of income, right? And the Kingdom of Comoros gives you every year
Various training expenses, I heard that Kunchai has 000 million US dollars, and he wants to use it to distribute it to those who avenge him, right?"
"Are you very interested in having one?" Qin Fei asked.
"I originally wanted to track down the Flying Eagle Project, but Black Sun is a clue. It is also within my tracking range. I can make money easily, which is not bad." Mist said.
Qin Fei smiled and said: "Okay, Kunchai is not a stingy person. Shall I talk to him?"
"Thanks in advance." Mist showed an excited expression.
"Don't talk to me about this now. Ask the headquarters if they have any information on this scar-faced man?"
"Okay, I'll ask right away." Mist opened the communication channel and began to ask Lilith: "I said Lilith, dear baby, have you found any information about this scar-faced man?"
"It's weird..." Lilith didn't seem to care at all about Mist's teasing, and she didn't seem to hear it. Her voice came from the earphones, almost talking to herself.
"This scar-faced man is not in our database at all, and there is no information about him."
"How is that possible!?" Qin Fei was greatly surprised. (To be continued)