As the motorcade passed by, Qin Fei looked at his watch.
The time now is 12:13 at night, and the time agreed upon for the retreat is 4 hours later, which is when it is still not fully light.
Once it's completely light, retreating will easily reveal your traces.
Through the sight on the HK416 Gunslinger, Qin Fei stared intently at the three or two off-road vehicles that suddenly appeared at the dock.
"Yuri, ask the people in MI6 why they don't have any predictive information on these people? I need information on these people."
Qin Fei must now figure out who the other party is. This is the experience he left behind when he was in London last time. Fortunately, he did not directly shoot and kill the MI6 field team that was monitoring him. Otherwise, the feud with MI6 would be completely ended.
Big.
"The people from MI6 said they didn't receive any information from these people. It's probably a temporary emergency." Yuri's answer came from the earphone, "I need frontal images of their faces for analysis. Can someone give me some pictures?"
The first thing Qin Fei thought of was the front sight.
As a sniper, he is also an observer of the entire team. He holds video surveillance equipment and can send image data over the Internet to the dedicated channel provided by the Carl Vinson for this MI6 operation.
"Sight, do you hear that? Yuri needs imaging data."
"Boss, got it." The crosshair is now in a condescending position, making it very suitable for observation.
He put the sniper rifle aside gently, then took out a reconnaissance miniature camera from the combat backpack next to it, and connected it to the individual soldier terminal PAD.
This set of equipment is provided by weapons experts from the SEAL team on the Carl Vinson. It is a special equipment for the M Army special forces. It is simple to operate, has superior performance and is reliable.
Soon, the night vision image appeared on the small screen of the PAD.
Crosshair exclaimed in a low voice: "I like this thing!"
The image is actually in color. This is a high-end gadget in night vision equipment. Ordinary night vision equipment has a single green color or infrared heating patches.
And this one turned out to be a high-resolution color image, no different from the picture taken during the day.
Three or two black SUVs stopped in the open space in front of the pier.
The two cars one behind the other opened the doors first, and a bunch of black men filed out, all holding AK47 automatic rifles in their hands.
"There are armed personnel, all equipped with AK47s, and they appear to have received military training..."
The front sight responsible for observation mechanically reports what it sees.
The six militants who got out of the car circled around and then waved to the car in the middle.
The door of the vehicle in the middle opened, and a tall, thin, bald black man appeared in sight.
As soon as he got out of the car, people around him swarmed up and formed a defensive circle around him.
Obviously, this guy is a person with a different identity, and the others seem to be bodyguards.
"There's a big fish. Did you see the tall, skinny guy with a bald head?" said the crosshair.
Eric ridiculed: "Hurry up and send the picture. Don't be verbose here. You are using a high-resolution observation glass. We can only see a rough appearance."
The tall and thin man and his men circled around three of the vehicles that had loaded the containers. One of the men held something like a satellite phone to his ear.
After a while, Victor, who had been standing on the dock directing the unloading of goods, seemed to have made some movement and walked toward the parking lot with the two bodyguards at the dock.
The two sides met soon. The tall and thin man opened his hands, as if he wanted to hug Victor enthusiastically, but Victor seemed to have no such interest, and simply stretched out his hand and shook hands with the tall and thin man.
Captured by the micro-camera of the crosshair, the facial features of all personnel present were transmitted back to the Carl Vinson command center.
Facial recognition systems began comparing facial features against massive databases from the CIA and MI6.
"Yuri, are there any results from the identification?" Qin Fei was a little anxious. After all, three of the six vehicles have been installed, and the remaining ones can be installed in half an hour.
Action must be done quickly.
"Still discerning, it will take some time." Yuri said.
Qin Fei sighed and had no choice but to ask Lao Yu on the channel: "Old Yu, how is the situation over there?"
"I'm moving, closer to the parking lot." Old Fish replied.
In this operation, Quasi Xing and Eric were responsible for long-distance support, while Qin Fei and Kunchai were in a group responsible for attacking the four Victor's men in the parking lot, while Lao Yu and Polar Bear were responsible for directly attacking the dock.
Kill Victor's two bodyguards and capture Victor.
But now the situation seemed to have changed. Victor ran to the parking lot and had no intention of returning to the dock. Instead, he was gesturing with the tall and thin man next to the car, seeming to be arguing about something.
"That's interesting." Zixing said, "Boss, they are quarreling, and it's very intense. There's something wrong with the atmosphere."
Qin Fei frowned. In his opinion, maybe these people were sent by the Boca Haram organization. All previous intelligence thought that Victor would send arms to Boca Haram-controlled areas in Nigeria.
Perhaps because he wanted to complete the transaction as soon as possible and save his daughter, Victor chose to trade directly in Morocco?
Of course, everything is just my own conjecture.
But one thing cannot change, Victor is the top priority, and he must be caught safely in his hands.
"Keep an eye on them, our target is Victor, nothing will happen to him."
"Okay, got it." Crosshair had already put down the mini-camera at this time, the observation mission was over, and he returned behind his AWP sniper rifle.
"Yuri, do you have any results there?"
Three minutes passed, as if three years had passed. Qin Fei couldn't calm down, because he saw the scene he least wanted to see in the scope - the body language of both parties began to increase, although he didn't know what each other was saying.
, but what is certain is that both Victor and the lanky man are in a state of anger.
The muzzles of the guards on both sides are also gradually raised, which means that both sides are becoming more alert and hostile.
Once the gun is pointed at the opponent, the fighting may begin.
"No, I'm still searching, but I'm sure he's not a big shot." Yuri said with certainty.
"Why do you say that?" Qin Fei asked.
Yuri said without hesitation: "Because of the system algorithm problem. The database of the facial recognition system has a priority. On the lists of MI6 and CIA, the more dangerous the monitored elements are, their facial features will be ranked first."
, and now it has been almost four minutes with no results. The further back you go, the smaller the chance that this guy is a big fish."
As soon as Yuri finished speaking, a low-pitched scream from the crosshair was heard from the other end of the earphone: "Looks like the fight is about to start, Fak!"
Then, the crisp AWP gunfire rang out, and at the same time, the unique and cheerful gunfire of AK47 rang out in the parking lot.