"Boss, I have to say, you are so courageous. You know clearly that Ada Jones is here to trick you, but you still dare to delay our troops and come here to trade alone." Looking at the scenery outside the plane window.
After slowly stabilizing, Huan Huan unbuckled his seat belt and helped Fu Ming take off the laptop bag from the storage box on top of his head.
In any case, Ada Jones and Rambalal's plan was intercepted by Untr's intelligence system at the first opportunity. It's not that their confidentiality work was not done well, but for the current Untr, any confidential information
, as long as it is transmitted through satellite or ground network, it will definitely be sent to untr's computer host t-81192. T-81192 will work tirelessly to decipher and summarize all encrypted information. As long as it is useful information to untr
, will be intercepted.
With the assistance of quantum computers, the artificial intelligence biological brain core processor can crack any encrypted intelligence at the fastest speed. Those intelligence messages that have been encrypted more than a hundred times on each character are very difficult in the eyes of other intelligence organizations.
It is difficult to decipher and takes a long time, but for t-81191, it is no different from being transparent. Quantum computers and bionic brains are undoubtedly the most abnormal existences.
"It's just that we don't know when and where they will appear at the moment. The intelligence information is very vague." Fu Ming stretched out. He slept very comfortably on the plane.
"Is there any danger in doing this?" Mo Bing murmured in a low voice. After getting off the plane, he walked in front of Fu Ming and carefully observed his surroundings, but found nothing unusual.
"Their target is me, and this time Ida Jones and Rambalal will do it themselves. Unless I don't make any armed defense preparations, they will not attack easily." Fu Ming was putting himself at risk.
He used it as a bait. Previously, he planned to bring two Y-G-20 "Thor"s over directly, but this request was rejected by the Latvian government. There is no doubt that this member of NATO has no relationship with UNTR, so naturally it is impossible for him to let him
Ming brought his own weapons here.
Before boarding the plane, Fu Ming's telephone negotiation with the Latvian government had ended. The result was obvious. Fu Ming was frustrated. In the end, he got 500 people from the untr army to Latvia to serve as his own escort.
He didn't even mention this matter at all. Read the full text of "Jing Lei Enters Han".
But in this case, would Fu Ming have no escort? Of course not. These five hundred people were completely dispersed. Some took planes, some took ships, and some came directly from Russia and Belarus by rail or road.
Of course, more people cross the border illegally.
As long as these five hundred soldiers can be brought to Latvia, Briković Ala should be able to solve the problem of food and accommodation for these people, and even the identity issue. Fu Ming asked Briković very vaguely in the email.
Odd, Brickovich immediately said that as long as he could sell what he had in hand, it wouldn't be a bad idea to give Ming Xing some convenience.
Fu Ming's guess was correct. Brickovich Ala, this person is really not simple. Why not simple? It has been decades since the collapse of the Soviet Union. In his hands, under his personal name, he actually still has an entire former
The equipment of the Soviet armored division is very well preserved and is brand new! Tanks and other equipment require daily maintenance. Brikovitch alone will definitely not be able to complete such a huge workload. Tanks are not
A car can be maintained by just finding someone to learn how to do it in a few days.
Hundreds of tanks require at least hundreds of workers and a dozen engineers. The hiring fee for these people alone is a lot of money. If you have money, you can't find anyone! Even if someone has the skills and brains, they can't
You may not listen to him just because of the money. After all, hiding arms is a serious crime in Latvia, and so many things are enough to cause subversion in a small country like Latvia. If caught, Brikovic will die hundreds of times.
Once the incident is exposed, all workers and engineers will be killed.
Fu Ming admired Brickovich very much. This man was extremely courageous, but he was not foolhardy. At least in the past period of time, no one knew that there were still a batch of T-72 tanks that had not been destroyed.
Lying quietly in an underground warehouse somewhere in the Republic of Latvia.
The information was blocked very tightly. Fu Ming asked himself, untr could not do this.
There is not a lot of people at the airport, probably because it is already noon, and many people seem to be lazy and move slowly. The ethnic composition of Latvia is complex, and you can see about a dozen European ethnic groups here.
Fu Ming didn’t know much about this place. It was also his first time here. After giving his passport to the customs for stamping and taking photos for confirmation, Fu Ming walked out of the checkpoint and took a deep breath. “I can even smell it.
A taste of the Baltic Sea.”
"The hotel has been booked." Mo Bing glanced at his watch, "Boss, we shouldn't be in a hurry to see those things." Mo Bing reached out and stopped a taxi.
Latvia is a member of NATO and a small place, and UNTR has not reached out yet. Although the domestic political struggle is very fierce, it has not yet evolved to the point where the various parties are about to fight. Naturally, UNTR cannot help.
Fu Ming still looked down upon such a small country in Northeast Europe.
The result is that there is no untr branch in the local area for Fu Ming. Fu Ming has to take a taxi and book a hotel by himself. He is not familiar with the place here, so nothing happens.
It's not easy to deal with. If he shoots someone, the local police and armed forces will deal with it in a matter of minutes. It's not Fu Ming's habit to capsize in a ditch.
"Let's talk about business matters after today. Don't forget our purpose." Fu Ming nodded, then looked at the slightly shabby taxi and sighed.
"There's not even anyone who can take advantage of me..." Huan Huan said helplessly, and looked at Mo Bing.
They just got off the plane, and they had a fruit knife on them. They didn't even have a serious saber or dagger, let alone a gun. This thing can't be carried on a civil airliner. It's okay in Hong Kong.
Just turn a blind eye and it will be over. When you go through customs and passport inspection in Latvia, if you are discovered, the consequences will be serious.
The three men each carried a fruit knife and got into the taxi. Fu Ming was quite satisfied that the hotel they had booked in Riga was quite reliable. At least it looked good.
The hotel was built in a unique Eastern European architectural style. The tall conical roof rises into the sky like a castle. Semi-circular windows are irregularly dotted on the walls. The glass is not transparent and is colorful. Walk in
Although the door does not have a very luxurious and magnificent feeling, Fu Ming feels as if he has been baptized by the sacred light. In the center of the hall, there is a plaster sculpture on the latest chapter of Zhidu Wangfu. On the big cross
A thin, poorly clothed man was tied up.
The crucifix is also called the Catholic cross. It seems that the designer of this hotel is still a Christian.
Fu Ming sneered. If God really existed, then there would be no guns in this world. Before Fu Ming and his party arrived at the front desk, a man who looked like a local Latvian man came to the front desk.
They come.
Fu Ming did not think that this was a killer sent by Ada Jones. Ada was also afraid of falling prices and would not send such a thing.
"Mr. K." The man took out a photo from his pocket, looked at Fu Ming, and then looked at the photo. He handed the photo to Fu Ming, "You are much thinner and darker than the person in the photo.
A lot.”
Fu Ming lowered his head and saw, isn't that his eighteen-year-old self? It seemed like a photo taken when he was in school, and it was actually circulated. It seemed that his affairs in China had been dug up by everyone. Now Fu Ming
Ming is a little taller, a little thinner, and a little darker. The only thing that hasn't changed is the emotionless smile and the always clear and bright eyes.
Fu Ming nodded and said nothing.
"I was sent by Mr. Brickovic Ala. You have been targeted by the local intelligence department. In order to avoid suspicion, we cannot go to the airport to greet you. Please forgive us for our negligence and unreasonableness." The man nodded slightly to Ming Ming.
.
How could Fu Ming not know this? It's just that he didn't have any goods in his hands, so it was better to keep a low profile. He didn't use a fake passport when he entered the customs, and all the documents had Fu Ming's name on them. This
Fu Mingduo's name has already been heard all over the world, and even the customs inspectors took a few glances at Fu Mingduo. From the moment his passport was scanned, Fu Mingduo was being targeted.
Moreover, it seems that there are not only people from the local intelligence department, but also people from the CIA.
"Mr. Ala invites you to have dinner and hopes to discuss the specific details of the transaction with you. As for the location of the goods, he will take you to see them tomorrow. For safety reasons, I must convey the news verbally. Finally, I wish you good luck."
He stretched out his hand and shook hands with Fu Ming. Regardless of whether Fu Ming spoke or not, his work was done anyway.
The man retracted his hand. At this time, there was a small note in Fu Ming's hand. Fu Ming just glanced at it and stuffed the note into his pocket.
He walked to the front desk. "Hello, I booked three rooms here eight hours ago..."
The Latvian man walked out of the hotel, turned a few corners and came to an alley. He took out his mobile phone and pressed a few words. The text message was sent. Just a few minutes later, someone came to the alley to look for him.
"Is it done?" The person who came to him was tall, and the muscles in his arms looked like they were about to explode.
"Everything is as you told me." The Latvian man saw the man who came to him, as if he were seeing the God of Wealth. "This...reward..."
The tall man smiled and said, "Now that the matter is done, the benefits will inevitably come to you." As he said that, he touched the inside of his thin coat with his right hand.
The smile on the Latvian man's face became even stronger, and there was greed in his eyes.
"Bullets are very expensive." The tall man took out an M9 pistol and pointed it at the Latvian man with a smile.
The Latvian's smile froze on his face, and before he could shout, the tall man immediately pulled the trigger.
The pistol had been equipped with a silencer, and it only made a pop-pop sound. Several holes were pierced through the Latvian's face, and even if someone recognized his body, his identity could not be immediately confirmed.
"It's really expensive." The tall man picked up the bullet case very carefully and put it in his pocket. This kind of bullet has a small groove in the warhead, and the mental toxin injected into the groove can kill people in two seconds.
It can cause death internally, with blood sealing the throat.
The cost of the toxin is one hundred dollars per milliliter. It is indeed very expensive.