The Azizia Barracks are located on the west side of Abu Halida Street in Tripoli City. They cover an area of about 4 hectares and are surrounded by high walls. They are 4 meters high and 0.5 meters thick. They are all made of steel and cement.
There is a Rattlesnake air defense missile deployed outside the fence, and a concrete wall is erected at the main entrance to prevent suicide attacks. There is a tank behind each wall. The inside of the military camp looks like a maze, and the guards are even more strict. At least three doors must be taken to enter the central area. Each door must be inspected and interrogated, and even mobile phones cannot be brought in.
Moreover, there are multiple entrances and exits, and visitors will be asked to walk through different gates, so even if you have been there, you may not be able to figure out the structure inside.
This architectural map can save the rebels a lot of trouble. Xu Chuan regrets even more. That guy is definitely Colonel Ka's confidant, otherwise this thing would never be possible.
If people live, they will definitely dig out a lot of things, such as gold in the central bank. Smith and the others have been here for so long, but there is no clue at all. Maybe it is a breakthrough.
Alas, it’s a hasty thing. Now that people are dead, they can’t find out valuable information, but they step on shit. It’s really unlucky.
One principle is not to let the British and American intelligence agencies connect this guy's disappearance with Umbrella.
It’s easy to say, but how to do it is a question. Who knows what level they have talked about, whether there are intermediaries, and how to contact them.
"By the way, Curtis has sent back the message that he has dispose of the body of the Land Rover Defender and the driver, and it should have not been discovered yet." Xu Chuan asked Curtis to return to the scene after reading the information to deal with these things.
"What about identity? Who is this guy?" I can't ask around the world with photos of the deceased.
"It was found that Abdulabra Gimar, born in Tripoli in 1953, was the secretary of the colonel and now the secretary of Mutasim." On the monitor is a photo of the deceased and Colonel Ka.
Mutasim, Colonel Ka's fifth son, Libiya's national security adviser, has a colonel like his father, and can be said to be the successor of the colonel.
This Jimal is definitely a talented person to become a confidant of father and son. No wonder he can get these information, but no matter how close he is, it is useless. He sold you all in the face of disaster, or he could not have owed people wages.
"The security department in Tripoli has begun to secretly find people, and this Jimal has been missing for some time," Nikita added. "He has hidden all his family and children, and he may have sent people to Europe."
Xu Chuan thought for a while, "What did you find out about that phone call?" How could a person with this identity use a rechargeable mobile phone worth tens of dollars? It must be used to contact some people.
"I have found several phone numbers that I often contact, and text messages."
Xu Chuan took it over and looked at it. It was all simple, time, place, content, etc. There was no such thing as the camp they attacked.
I understood most of the things, so there was no need to let everyone stay here. "You go back and have a rest first. This kind of thing can't be solved by having too many people." Xu Chuan stood up from the chair.
Watching the others walk out of the room, only Nikita and Smith are left, "By the way, where is Michael?"
"Our employer, Hamis, was very satisfied with our recent actions and he went to receive the commendation." Nikita felt a little funny with a sarcastic face.
"Commendation? I won't just give me a certificate." I hope Hamis won't be so stingy.
Smith laughed, "Hamis has said that he is responsible for all the supplies we consume."
Xu Chuan's eyes lit up, "Okay, just pull a table and multiply the cost by ten." At this time, there is no chance after not knocking.
The old man almost choked on the cigar, "You are so dark."
"Hamis can't turn against him for money." The family is almost all that money left.
Smith shook his head, not taking this kind of thing to heart, picked up the phone, "You guys say, what if you turn on the phone."
Xu Chuan knew that this old guy should have some ideas, "The buyer should contact him, but none of us answered the phone."
"It's true, so we need to plan it." Smith showed excited eyes.
Xu Chuan spread his hands and said, "You can do whatever you want, he will give this matter completely to Smith. He knows the old guy's ability, so it shouldn't be a problem."
It is definitely necessary to make some preparations, just let him go and others will cooperate with each other.
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"Jimal turned off the phone, no answering the phone." John Porter, who was wearing dark circles, sat in the hotel restaurant and ate five eggs in one breath. He now needs to supplement a lot of protein.
Hex sat opposite him with a red face, picked up the coffee and tasted it, "It's understandable, after all, when encountering such a thing, you still have to contact us as soon as possible. The sooner the trouble is, the better." His tone was gentle and the woman who was shouting and yelling to death was like two people.
"I understand." In two days, Porter was already calm and had no reaction to the woman's teasing behavior under the table.
"Hi, Potter." An unexpected sound rang by the table.
Masuku pulled the chair on the other side of the table and sat down familiarly, "Hey, man, are you staying up late?" This guy's complexion is not very good.
"Felix Masuku?" Porter looked up at the unexpected visitor.
That year, Masuku was ordered to assassinate Mugabe in Zimbabwe from MI6. The mission failed. Porter was ordered to kill Masuku who was locked in Chikurubi Prison, but he was released in the end, so Masuku owed Porter a favor (the plot of Counterattack Season 1, episode 3, 4).
"Yes, long time no see." Ma Suku took off his sunglasses, with a surprise expression like seeing an old friend on his face, and then whispered, "Can this beautiful lady put away the gun in her hand?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! On Hex's left hand, a Walter P99 was already under the table and pressed between his legs.
Porter looked at the acquaintance in front of him carefully and nodded at Hax. Masuku felt relaxed below.
"How do you know I'm here, and you shouldn't be in Zimbabwe?" Porter looked around and asked, sure there was no other talent.
Ma Suku smiled, "Brother, don't be nervous, I just happened to know that you were here. You were beaten up by my friend the night before yesterday..." Before he finished speaking, Hex had already risen up and pressed his head on the table.
Porter followed closely, pulled Masuku and walked out in the exclamation of the people in the restaurant.
In a car two hundred meters away, Smith looked at the three people walking out of the hotel with a telescope, "Are you guessing he going to be beaten?" Parker said gloatingly.
"Absolute." Albert knew how miserable he had repaired the British at that time, and he would have to take revenge if he had.
Smith put down his telescope, "Stop talking, follow."
On the other hand, Ma Suku was held hostage by two people into an alley on the corner of the street. There was no one here, and no one would be discovered if they killed someone.
"Hey, man, please calm down first." Ma Suku raised his hands with a helpless look on his face. He really didn't want to come to see his old friend at this time.
"Who are you? You were at the scene?" Porter grabbed his collar and looked angry. His face was still a little swollen.
"I work for Umbrella now, PMC, you should have heard of it." Masuku explained, all of which were agreed upon by Smith and the others.
Anyway, Umbrella is already known to everyone, so there is nothing to hide.
"Umbrella?" Porter let go of his hand. He had really heard of this name, "So you blow up the National Army's arsenal?"
Nodding, Masuku briefly said the incident that day, and many details were hidden, "We are just taking revenge. Someone killed our people, and only targeted the National Army, just like you didn't kill me."
This is the truth. It was so chaotic at the time that it would not be impossible if those people chose to kill them. Their tasks were originally kept confidential and would not admit them even if they died.
"Also, ma'am, Michael greets you." Masuku looked at Hex with a gun.
"Michael?" Hex frowned when he heard the name, but he still put the gun in his hand.
Masuku smiled, "You understand, he is not convenient for him to show up."
Hex showed a remembrance expression. Michael's family had a very good relationship with his fiancé back then, and she knew that Umbrella had also met that Asian in Paris.
"Then what is your purpose for coming here?" Porter let down his guard, which made Masuku breathe a sigh of relief.
"We don't want to have conflicts with any official authorities, so after confirming your identity, let me explain it." This reason is justified and no defense company wants to have conflicts with a country.
"Our boss said that you can make any compensation requests." Masuku added.
Porter shook his head, then gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, but help me have an appointment with the bastard who attacked me, I'm going to beat him up."
This matter is not over. This is the first time he has suffered such a big loss, so he must find it back.
"No problem, I can help you, I've wanted to beat him up long ago." Ma Suku said excitedly, his expression not fake at all.
At this point, the misunderstanding between the two sides is considered to be resolved. First, bring the relationship between the two sides closer, so that the subsequent things will be easier.
"I haven't asked yet, why are you there?" Ma Suku asked curiously, then looked at the expressions of the two of them, "Okay, pretend I didn't ask."
Hex smiled, "I heard that your company has done a lot of business recently, and both parties can contact each other in the conflict. I wonder if there is any news."