There are many ports for smuggling near the Syrian port city of Hertus. The war has ignited in Syria. Now, the war has caused millions of people to lose their families. Many people want to smuggle to another person in the Mediterranean. Even as refugees and slaves, it is better to live a life of smuggling today.

Many people leave through smuggling, but some people go the other way and enter Syria through smuggling.

On the water surface of the Mediterranean high seas, several common smuggling boats were marching towards the shore. Behind them were a very large cargo ship, compared to the smuggling boat, but at this time, the cargo ship seemed to have lost its power and was anchored on the ocean surface, but it moved slowly with the ocean current.

The smuggling boat was getting farther and farther away, and only a small dot was left on the sea. Suddenly, flames burst out from the freighter, and explosions came one after another. The deck, cabin, and sea water poured in. The freighter tilted at a ninety-degree angle and plunged straight into the sea.

On the distant ocean, the smuggling boat could vaguely see the flames generated by the freighter explosion. A man wrapped in a black robe looked at the distance dyed red by the flames, with a cold eyes.

Someone said, "Ohadulla, you have made great contributions to Dayisha this time. I really envy you!"

"No," the man in black robe, known as Ohadulla, shook his head and said, "It's not a credit yet. If you get ashore, you can only transport these weapons to our territory and hand them over to our warriors. Don't let go of Abbas, American drones will come at any time, add, go to the shore soon!"

"You are right, Ohadulah!" Abbas responded and turned around and shouted, "Speed ​​up! Ohadulah said, "Speed ​​up!"

Ohadula looked at the crowd of people tied like rice dumplings in the cabin and ordered: "Immediately interrogate these prisoners when I get on the shore. It seems that they are all people with status, so they should be able to exchange for a lot of ransom."

"Don't worry, Ohadula, leave this to me, no one can withstand my means!" Abbas laughed, with bloodthirsty fanatic in his eyes.

The explosion of the freighter did not escape the moment when the US radar exploded. The radar at Gillik Air Force Base captured this message. After yi minutes, the US drone took off, and twenty minutes later, the image at the scene was transmitted back to the base.

Major General Lawrence is the supreme commander of Gillik Air Force Base. When he arrived at the command room, the scene he saw was already the scene of the freighter plunging into the Mediterranean 90 degrees. As one of the few insiders in this secret operation, he recognized that the freighter was the one from South Korea. Major General Lawrence's face turned pale. How could such a secret operation leak? The bold terrorist actually dared to rob missiles!

"Waste! Koreans are all waste!" Lawrence gritted his teeth and cursed, strode away from the command room, returned to the office, immediately picked up the phone on the table and dialed the phone number of the US military headquarters in South Korea!

Things that happened on the high seas cannot be hidden. Less than thirty minutes after the US military received the first news, almost all the intelligence organizations in the world learned about this news. China, thousands of miles away, also received the news. Many people are happy to see the defeat of the US military, but under the premise of counter-terrorism, they cannot stand by. Soon, the news from all parties was summarized, and the situation was much more serious than expected.

Two hours after the incident, Long Gen held a video conference of the Middle East Branch of the National Security Bureau, integrating news from all parties. Although there was no real news from the US military, it is basically certain that this overturned freighter transported weapons, and judging from the tension of the US military, these weapons are likely to be more than just guns and ammunition.

"Director, what we know now is that Daesh organized the operation. Do you see what we should do next? Should we inform the US military or cooperate with their deeper investigation?"

"No, don't do anything first." Long Gen chuckled and said, "Give them a headache, after all, it has nothing to do with us. We can ask for the price when they ask for it."

Before he finished speaking, someone suddenly knocked on the door, and Long Gen frowned. Such video conferences, with a level of confidentiality, are basically impossible to be interrupted by the middle. If they occur, it proves that at least a or more characters are involved. Long Gen paused the meeting and immediately got up and went out.

"Director, special person has an emergency call." The guard outside the door briefly reported it and handed him the mobile phone. The mobile phone was connected to his office number, and ordinary people could not call in at all. Long Gen picked up the phone, and a voice he had never expected came from the other end of the phone: "Seventh Junior Brother, it's me."

"Second Brother?" Long Gen was very surprised. Since the second senior brother Long Chen moved to the business world, there has been almost no such formal call.

"Interpol just gave me a message that my Siming fell into the hands of the Daesh Organization. I'm calling you to confirm that the news is true?"

"Si Ming?" Long Gen frowned slightly, suddenly remembering the incident from the past year. Wang Siming took on a task of protection, but he was protecting the Korean Lieutenant General, and wait. The Korean freighter, the US military, and the weapon, Long Gen finally changed his face and said, "Second Brother, the news should be true. Don't worry first, I will understand the situation and contact you again."

"Okay, I'm here. If you have any news, please contact me at the first time."

Hang up the phone and Long Gen returned to the conference room: "Immediately, all the forces were activated to investigate where the people on the freighter went, whether there were people kidnapped by Daesh organization, and whether there were ours among the kidnapped people. If there were, immediately draw up a rescue plan!"

"Yes!" The Middle East Branch took over the task and interrupted the video. Long Gen thought for a while and ordered the guards: "Immediately contact the South Korean National Intelligence Agency and inform the information we have."

The Blue House is also in peace at this time.

President Park was woken up while sleeping and immediately summoned the relevant person in charge in the Blue House conference room. Director Kim, head of the Security Bureau, head of the Intelligence Bureau, Lee Yun-jin, and military representatives, all arrived within an hour.

"Why is this happening? Where is the Lt. General Choi now, where is the experts accompanying him, and the weapons he escorted?" President Park slapped his face as if he was sank, and he suddenly slapped off the table: "Don't tell me, you have no plans!"
Chapter completed!