Qin Fei didn't know why Yushchenko warned him, but he subconsciously retreated behind the courtyard wall.
Just after he retreated to the courtyard wall and stood firm, Qin Fei saw a situation that made him break out in a cold sweat - Abu Salam actually got out of the car!
That's right, this guy hesitated for a few minutes between reversing and getting off, but decided to get off!
He seemed a little angry, gesticulating and mumbling some language that Qin Fei couldn't understand, and walked towards Yushchenko's car.
Qin Fei didn't know what happened. Looking at Abu Salam's look, he was obviously very angry.
He subconsciously touched the pistol under his down jacket and gently pushed the safety of the MP-446 pistol away.
In the event of an accident, it was more than fifty meters from his place to Abu Sahara. Qin Fei was still confident that he could hit the old fox as soon as possible to ensure Yushchenko's safety.
However, things seem to have undergone some unexpected changes.
Yushchenko sat in the driver's seat of the cab and said a few words to Abu Salam who came angrily. Then he lowered his head and seemed to be looking for something.
A sentence came from Qin Fei's earphones.
"Now, install tracking."
Now, Qin Fei understood.
He suddenly understood that Yushchenko had deliberately led Abu Salam out of the car so that he could quietly install the tracker.
This is obviously very risky.
No one knows whether Abu Salam will smell the smell of an agent on Yushchenko.
Of course, Qin Fei and others had already disguised themselves at the base before coming here, and Yushchenko did the same. Now they are wearing clothes common to the locals, some down jackets with low tones, and deliberately painted with mud and water.
It was dirty with stuff like that, and I didn't know what it was sprayed on, and it smelled really bad.
On their heads are the round black velvet hats common among locals, and on their lower bodies are jeans and oversized leather shoes.
The closer Abu Salam got to Yushchenko, the calmer his tone and voice became.
This surprised Qin Fei.
But I figured it out soon.
Only then did he realize that he and Mist had made a rather childish mistake when they first met Yushchenko, which was to sneer at Yushchenko's younger-looking pretty face.
As a professional spy, what you want is not the murderous aura of a special forces soldier like Qin Fei, who can easily reveal your edge, but what you want, like Yushchenko, to look non-threatening.
Yushchenko gives people the impression of a college student who has just walked out of campus, with a strong bookish air. Because of this, wherever he appears, he will reduce many dangers and avoid many unnecessary troubles.
This is why Qin Fei must put on makeup. Makeup can cover up many physical features.
It can be said that, like Qin Fei's current appearance, it is actually inappropriate to be a high-level professional spy. A spy needs the kind of appearance that gives people an illusion and does not connect the person with the profession at all.
Sure enough, when Abu Salam walked three meters away from Yushchenko, he became much calmer.
"Brother, what's going on?!" he asked.
"I don't know either." Yushchenko opened the door and got out of the car with an innocent face, then pointed at the car and said: "My car suddenly stalled when I drove here, and the engine couldn't start."
"Let me take a look!" Abu Salam rolled up his sleeves very generously, stepped forward and directly opened the engine hood, and said at the same time: "I run a repair shop, I guess I can help you."
Yushchenko secretly laughed in his heart, he was betting on this point of Abu Salam - he thought that he ran a repair shop, and he thought that Yushchenko's car had no serious problems, so instead of slowly reversing the car, risking the easy
There is a risk of being blocked by oncoming traffic, so it is better to get out of the car and help the other party.
He is very confident in his repair skills. He has dismantled hundreds of Lada cars, and he can tell whether they can be repaired immediately just by lifting the hood.
The hood was raised, blocking Abu Salam's view. Qin Fei took the opportunity to slip out from behind the courtyard wall where he was hiding, quickly approached Abu Salam's car, then squatted at the back of the car, and quickly put the tracker on
Gently stick it upwards under the chassis of the car.
despair--
With a soft sound, the magnetic device attracted the car body.
Qin Fei grabbed the tracker and tried the feel. There was no problem, it was very reliable.
After doing all this, Qin Fei immediately stood up and returned to the courtyard wall while Abu Salam was still immersed in repairing the car.
"It's just that the battery wiring is loose, there's no big problem!" Abu Salam briefly checked the engine and came to the conclusion. Such a small problem would not trouble him, a master car repairman, even though he was a Bass
One of Keefe's contacts on the border, but he's also a real fixer.
"Try again!"
He waved towards Yushchenko with a sense of accomplishment, as if he had accomplished something great.
Yushchenko nodded and bowed in thanks, returned to the cab and turned the key.
Sure enough, the engine suddenly ignited immediately after the sharp motor sound.
Bang——
The hood is closed.
Abu Salam coldly snorted a thick nasal sound from his nostrils, and lectured Yushchenko: "In the future, check your engine regularly. I have a repair shop in this town. You can go to my place to check.
If there is a minor problem, I will fix it for you for free."
Yushchenko got out of the car and took out money to give to Abu Salam, but the latter held the money back with a look of disdain.
"You look like this and you know you're a student, right? Are you here for a trip from out of town?"
"Yes, I planned to go to Ingushetia to see the towers." Yushchenko said with a happy face: "I didn't expect that my car broke down before I even crossed the border when I got here."
"It's okay, there's nothing wrong with your car, it's just a bit old. Let's go! Be careful next time!" After saying that, he went straight back to his car and watched Yushchenko drive away the car blocking the middle of the road.
Then he stepped on the accelerator and the car disappeared on the road outside the town.
"I told you, don't be too impulsive."
A few minutes later, Yushchenko parked the car and came to Qin Fei's car.
"Let me drive. I'm familiar with the road conditions here."
Qin Fei could only move to the co-pilot position. Now he couldn't argue anymore. After all, what Yushchenko said was true. He was a foreigner here, and many things were indeed not as familiar to Yushchenko.
Yushchenko handed a 1-inch military handbag to Qin Fei.
"Open it. I have entered the tracking software and it can show where he is going."
Qin Fei opened his laptop and the screen lit up, showing a terrain map with a red dot moving on it.
"Look, our tracker is working."
"He seems to have gone in the direction of Ingushetia." Qin Fei said.
"Well, we believe he has contacts on the border of Ingushetia, which is mostly mountainous. Now a lot of intelligence shows that Basiev has been operating on the border of Chechnya and Ingushetia, that is, near the North Caucasus Mountains. He is
There is broad public support there, and there are still some diehards who are willing to follow him."
Yushchenko said while driving: "But this is also our difficulty. People in many small villages and towns on the border are willing to serve as free informants for him. This is why we were unable to track him before.
, you will be discovered every time you get close to him, but he always slips away first.”
"Now it seems like a good start." Qin Fei pointed to the red dot on the computer and said, "At least there is a tracker and we know where he went. If we follow the clues, it won't be difficult to find clues."
"Everything is unknown." Yushchenko smiled bitterly and shook his head. (To be continued)