Buckert took Tong Qianxue into the safe house he arranged in the mountains and forests. He opened the door to the basement of the safe house and escorted Tong Qianxue into the basement.
"You'd better stop resisting, you can't run away!" Tong Qianxue struggled a bit, but the plastic tie tied around her wrist by Bookerte was tightened so tightly that there was no room for her to struggle.
"Can't run away?"
Bookerte snorted coldly and said: "Although their cooperation with Bilodeau is a bit beyond my expectation, I also have my trump card. Who can't escape in the end? Who will know until the last moment?
?Let me tell you that the entrance to this basement has been sealed with a ten-centimeter-thick deoxidized steel plate. Even if plastic explosives are used for directional blasting, it will not be possible to blow it open in a short time."
Bookert turned on the surveillance probe near the safety area and locked the entrance to the basement. The surveillance probe clearly fed back the situation in the forest to the row of LCD screens hanging on the wall in the basement. Bookert took out the satellite phone.
, dialed a number.
This is the phone number of the U.S. Caribbean Base Group Command. Silenkot gave it to Bookert so that he could seek help when he was desperate. Of course, Silenkot also had a reason to help Bookert in this way.
For his own purpose, building the "Shadow Army" requires a lot of money. The money he obtained through his own rights is simply not enough to maintain the consumption of the "Shadow Army", so he needs the Bukert drug cartel to
Support yourself financially.
Caribbean Base Group Hector and Silencourt had a good personal relationship. Hector got into a big trouble back then. If it weren't for Silencourt's help, Hector would have been imprisoned in a federal prison long ago.
It is impossible for him to have his current status as commander of the Caribbean base group.
The call was quickly answered.
"General Hector?" Bookert walked around the basement with a satellite phone and said, "I wonder if you still remember Silenkot?"
Hector, who was sitting in a chair and enjoying a pure American coffee, shook his hand. The coffee in the cup spilled out and fell on his hand, making him take a breath of air. Hector put the coffee cup on the table.
He stood up from his chair and asked Bookert on the other end of the phone: "Who are you!?"
"My name is Bookert, and I am Silenkot's half-brother." Bookert looked at the members of the tactical squadron appearing on the LCD screen on the wall and said, "My brother asked me to help when needed.
It’s time to make this call.”
"Silenkot?" Hector sneered: "He himself is finished, does he still expect me to do anything?"
"It seems that General Hector has forgotten the favor my brother helped you back then?" Buckert was not surprised by Hector's attitude.
After all, Silencourt is dead, and the person who knew what happened to Hector is no longer there. Naturally, he will no longer think about returning Silencourt's favor.
"It's been more than ten years! More than ten years!" Hector said angrily: "I have helped Silenkot do a lot of things in the past ten years! Do you understand? Even if he helped me,
I paid it off too!”
Only he knows whether Hector has done anything for Silenkot. Bookert has no evidence. Even if Hector is unwilling to admit it, Bookert can't do anything about him, but Booker
From the beginning, Walter had no intention of using Silenkot's favor to ask Hector to help him escape from the country.
"General Hector, you don't have to be so excited."
Buckert looked at the tactical squadron approaching the safe house on the LCD screen and said: "I gave you this phone number just because I want to negotiate a deal with you. I have a P virus in my hand, an improved
P virus, I think you might be very interested in this thing."
"What do you want to get?"
Hector was moved by what Bookert said. If he could get the P virus in Bookert's hand, Hector knew very well what it would mean, and it would definitely bring a crisis to his career.
With such a promotion, he can even directly enter the Pentagon!
"I'm in a little trouble now. I'm trapped in a mountain forest. I want you to send special forces to rescue me." Buckert said: "As long as I can leave safely, I will give you the money in my hand."
I leave the P virus to you."
"Coordinates?" Hector asked.
Buckert gave the coordinates of his location.
"Impossible!" After Hector entered the coordinates mentioned by Buckert on the computer on his desk, he said: "The distance is too far. Even if I ask the special forces to set off now, it will not be possible in a short time.
Get to where you are."
"Then let the CIA come!" Bookert raised his voice and said: "A lot of the CIA are former members of the special forces, right? Inform them and ask them to come and take me away! You can tell me that there is no CIA in this country.
Man, I will believe your lies, but only if you don’t want the P virus in my hands!”
"Stay where you are and someone will support you soon."
Hector hung up the phone after finishing speaking.
As one of the four major intelligence organizations in the world, the CIA has its own safe houses, intelligence personnel, and operational personnel in many countries around the world. As Bookerte said, a considerable part of the CIA's operational team members are from special forces. Their
The combat effectiveness cannot be underestimated.
Bookert put down the phone and said to Tong Qianxue: "Now let's take a gamble and see whether the special forces who rescued you will open the basement door first, or the people who support me will arrive first."
…
Luo Hao and the members of the tactical squadron quickly found Buckert's safe house. Even if it was blocked by trees, it was almost impossible not to be discovered with such a big building standing there.
Luo Hao discovered the surveillance probes installed on the surrounding tree trunks. He raised his middle finger to one of the probes, then pulled out his pistol and shot the surveillance probe to pieces.
In the basement of the safe house, an LCD screen was immediately covered with snowflakes, and no picture could be seen.
More than a dozen tactical squadrons surrounded Buckert's safe house. Chen Yingtian smashed open the glass window and threw a flash shock bomb in.
Bang!
The moment the white light flashed past, Luo Hao kicked open the door of the safe house, held a pistol and rushed into the safe house; but in the safe house, apart from the burnt black stone on the ground, there were also wisps of green smoke.
Outside of the flash shock bomb, there was no sign of Buckert and Tong Qianxue!
"No one is here?" Situ Kong looked at the empty safe house, blinked and asked in confusion.