A moving van stopped on the side of the road, the door opened, Makarov and his men got out of the van, looked up at the hotel in front of him, and stepped into the lobby.
A few minutes later, the elevator reached the 12th floor. Makarov and his group stopped in front of a door. Makarov made a sign and his men knocked on the door several times, three long and two short.
After a while, the door opened, and a man with an Asian face appeared behind the door. The man looked at the visitor, then moved out of the way, and Makarov and his party entered the room.
In the room, a lean woman was sitting on the sofa with a smile. Seeing Makarov appear, the woman stood up. She was wearing a well-tailored female professional suit that highlighted her good figure.
Makarov did not speak, but looked at the woman expressionlessly. The woman did not care and looked at Makarov with a smile. Then the woman picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured amber into the two glasses.
of champagne, and then handed a glass to the other party.
"Lord Makarov, congratulations on your feat!"
Makarov also smiled at this time: "Ms. Avril, I hope we can have a happy cooperation."
"cheers", the two toasted.
Avril took a small sip, but Makarov drank it all in one gulp.
"Miss Avril, our first cooperation with White Mask was very successful. You showed your professional side. I am looking forward to what kind of surprises our second one will bring to the United States..."
…
At the Washington International Airport, the car that sent Irving drove directly to the runway. The CIA's special plane was already waiting on the runway. This time the three departments jointly acted, mainly with TU, but after all, TU's background is not deep enough. Things like special planes are temporarily
Not yet, so I need to use cia.
Owen got off the plane and boarded the plane. When passing by the flight attendant, the stewardess asked politely: "Mr. Owen?"
"Yes."
"Okay, another lady has boarded the plane, and everyone is here this time, so we're going to take off right away."
When Owen entered the cabin, he happened to see a woman sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. The newspaper just covered her face. It seemed that this was the NSA intelligence analyst.
Owen sat opposite her and was about to say hello when the newspaper was suddenly put down. Owen was stunned for a moment, and then he said in surprise: "Silly Baitian?"
Nicky rolled her eyes. She was too lazy to protest. The guy in front of her would call her that anyway.
"You're a minute late."
"Sorry, there's a bit of a traffic jam on the road. Oh my god, I didn't expect that the person sent by the NSA would be you. What a coincidence..."
Owen said sincerely that this was really a surprise for him. He and Shabaitian had not seen each other for a long time.
"Haha, this is not surprising. If such a big thing happened, the NSA would definitely send its best intelligence agents to participate. So how could there be others besides me? You should have thought of it..."
"Hahaha..." Owen laughed, Nicky was still so confident in his professional aspect.
From the moment he met Shabaitian, Owen felt a little more confident about this trip. Shabaitian is super strong. The two have worked together before, and they are very familiar with each other. Irving has the support of having worked together before.
In terms of personnel, Gini definitely ranks first. Frankly speaking, she is better than Chloe, Jenny and Jack Bauer in this area, not to mention that she is also a powerful hacker and can always do something.
Things that others can't do.
"Sibaitian, what are you going to do about this matter?"
Owen has been wanting to ask this question since he saw Sha Baitian. Who knew that Sha Baitian looked indifferent and only answered with a lollipop in his mouth: "I'm not prepared..."
"Not prepared? What does not prepared mean?"
"Not prepared means that I haven't made any preparations. Just take it one step at a time. Everything is in my head..."
Nicky pointed to his head confidently. Owen was speechless and could only look at the clouds outside quietly.
…
Manila International Airport
The CIA's special plane was getting slower and slower on the runway, and finally stopped. Owen and Nicky got off the plane. Although they were on the CIA's special plane, there were all the required procedures, so Owen did not bring weapons this time and arrived here.
Later, CIA will solve his weapon problem, and Nicky will only bring his computer.
When I came out of the station, I saw a fat black man holding a sign from a distance, with "Steve Irwin" written in big black pen on it. Irving and Nicky looked at each other and walked over.
The fat black man glanced at the two of them and said enthusiastically: "Is it Mr. Owen? I am Cheby Dan, you can call me Cheby..."
Owen knew that the guy in front of him must be the intelligence agent stationed here by the CIA. He really couldn't understand why in the Philippines, an Asian country, the agent of the CIA was not a local, but a guy who looked like an African. And this
The guy was pretty big, he seemed to weigh at least 200 kilograms.
Seeing the fat black man looking over, Nicky nodded and said his name: "I'm Nicky..."
"plz follow me……"
The fat black man took the luggage from Nicky and led the way. Owen and Nicky followed. After getting off the elevator, there was a table in front of him. There were several pistols with separated bullets on the table. There were cards next to the pistols, and behind the table were
They are airport special police armed with live ammunition.
I saw Chebi walk up to the table and hand a card to the staff behind the table. The staff compared it and nodded. Chebi picked up one of the Glocks, loaded the magazine, loaded the gun, and inserted it back
Your own gun bag.
After equipping the weapon, Chebi seemed to know that the two people behind him would be curious. He walked to a place with few people around and then explained in a low voice: "My apparent identity here is an employee of a security company. This security guard
The company specializes in providing high-tech security services for wealthy people, and they only recruit foreign employees..."
Owen nodded to show that he understood. This made sense. No wonder CIA would use a foreigner. Although foreigners are eye-catching here, with the cover of this identity, it feels a bit dark under the lights.
"Uh...Chebi, where are you from?"
Owen asked just out of curiosity.
"Uganda."
"Oh, that's a nice place there."
Owen said casually that he actually didn't even know where Uganda was, he only knew it was an African country.
The two got into the car and Chebi took them back to their residence.
Finally, the car parked downstairs of a hotel. Chebi greeted the two of them to get out of the car. Owen was still a little puzzled.
It stands to reason that after receiving them, Chebi should have taken them to the CIA's safe house, where they needed to obtain weapons and conduct preliminary intelligence exchanges to confirm the next move.
But Chebi took them to a luxury hotel. Owen had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask any more questions. Maybe CIA likes to think reversely and build safe houses in places with the most traffic. After all, even the agents are high-profile.
If you use a foreigner, you don’t have to follow the usual path in other places.
Chebi opened the door with the key card. This was a presidential suite located on the top floor. It looked quite nice. With continuous floor-to-ceiling windows, you could directly see the beautiful scenery outside from the room.
Owen and Nicky stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the scenery outside. They couldn't help but feel good. They were about to say something. Suddenly, from the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling windows, they saw Chebi behind him, taking out a gun and pointing it at him from behind. Owen urgently pulled
As Nicky lay down, a "pop-pop" sound came from behind, and several bullet holes appeared on the floor-to-ceiling windows.
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Mr. Lao Jing, I owe you a chapter and I’ll pay it back tomorrow.