From arms dealer to king of war

Qiao Jia did not pay attention to Big Fish's affairs in a hurry, but contacted the Gray Wolf and the others.

"Boss, we're fine. Caviar and Sloth both suffered level 2 impact injuries. When we entered the house, a terrorist accidentally detonated a bomb.

It was a bomb vest for children, so the explosion was not too powerful. "

Qiao Jia finally felt relieved after hearing this...

Second-degree impact injuries, concussions and minor internal bleeding should not be able to escape, but as long as they are sent to the hospital in time, there is no problem in saving their lives.

There should be no physical sequelae, but psychologically it depends on them.

Now that there were two less people in Team D, Qiao Jia hesitated and asked the scapegoat boy Atu to lead his team up and enter the small building where Team D was located to listen to the command of the 'Gray Wolf'.

The Gray Wolfs were a bit unlucky, but Bayika and the other three cooks impressed Qiao Jia. They were really powerful...

The three old guys, who are almost fifty years old, are a little rusty with guns, but they act decisively and have clear tactics. The most important thing is that their marching posture is very professional, and they can find the key points immediately.

Bayika performed more professionally than the Gray Wolf in the second half, and arranged cover, rescue, and retreat in an orderly manner.

What kind of cooking soldier is this? At least it is at the level of a field sharp knife company!

Qiao Jia asked about everyone's situation and made follow-up arrangements. When the British SAS'Knights' led the team into the small building, he reconnected Tony's communication, wanting to know who the 'Big Fish' was. What?

This thing is a bit weird. Qiao Jia can't think of anyone who can make the British people so excited?

Moreover, the two snipers on the opposite side were both masters. Qiao Jia couldn't figure out why they wanted to hang out with the al-Qaeda organization in Tobruk. The people here couldn't pay much.

Notifying Ayo and Dorian to block the Knights and their people downstairs, Qiao Jia opened the video communication, looked at Tony who was busy on the other end of the video, and said, "What is going on? What kind of big fish?"

As soon as Tony opened the door and the boss showed up, he typed a few times on the keyboard in front of him, then sent a few slightly blurry photos to Qiao Jia, and said: "Boss, these are the photos of the sniper taken by Antar. We searched through the CIA's database and found their identities...

These two people, the man is named Basavich, a Chechen, and the woman is called Madeleine Parker, a British person.

Basavich is a veteran terrorist who has trained many bombers for Al Qaeda, and he himself is an excellent sniper. "

Tony grinned and said: "Boss, Basavich's information is very complete. I don't think he is a big fish that the British care about. That Madeleine is...

This woman's identity in the CIA's database is that she is a spy from the British Military Intelligence Service, and there is only a few pieces of information about her.

However, when we inquired about Madeleine's information, something seemed to have been triggered, and the British observer came to her as if he could not wait to see her. "

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jia frowned and said, "Why? You are using CIA resources, how come you have anything to do with the British?"

Tony turned his head and let the camera scan around the control room, then looked at Qiao Jia and said: "Boss, I used Eric Bent's account when I made the inquiry.

I'm pretty sure the CIA staff here aren't leaking information, so I think it might be some sort of NATO intelligence sharing mechanism...

When we inquired about the identity of the British spies, people at the CIA headquarters or intelligence center shared our intelligence with the British. "

Qiao Jia nodded slightly after hearing this. This is not surprising. Sharing intelligence between allies is nothing new. Especially when you obtain information that your allies care about, proactively informing your allies can be a favor.

Qiao Jia held his chin and thought for a while, then said: "British spies mixed with Chechen terrorists and stayed in Tobruk to help Al Qaeda. Why do I feel so awkward?"

Tony nodded with deep sympathy, and then said proudly: "Boss, I feel the same way, so I sent the message to Chief Thompson who was still in the Congo.

I initially thought that the woman was an undercover agent, but Chief Thompson said that the woman might be a double agent and was related to 15 European terrorist attacks, which is why the British man was so nervous.

Boss, this woman is a big fish, and big things will happen wherever she appears!

The British people are so nervous, maybe this woman holds something important in her hands. "

After hearing this, Qiao Jia shook his head slightly. What should a double agent be nervous about?

Inform her of her identity, find her, and kill her!

Thinking of this, a strange thought flashed through Qiao Jia's mind. Maybe, maybe, probably, this woman was not a double agent, but had entered the upper echelons of Al Qaeda by participating in terrorist attacks as an undercover agent.

The British people are so nervous because they are afraid that PB's people will kill her.

This seems reasonable!

But there is something strange here, and Qiao Jia can’t explain it...

Eric, the director of CIA Afika, is really useless. He has spent the past six months in Benghazi, and apart from paying for the arms that flowed into the black market, he has not done much at all.

Thompson is extremely capable, but in the past six months, his task has been to integrate Afika information and intelligence resources related to P.B. Intelligence about the outside world can only rely on his past memories, as well as fragmentary information from some informants. .

This left Qiao Jia without a little intelligence support when facing this situation.

When there was an information gap between the two sides, Qiao Jia felt that the British people would definitely not explain things honestly, and maybe he would be used.

Thinking about the British people's bad habits, Qiao Jia hesitated and took out the satellite phone and sent a message. Soon the address of an online chat room was sent to Qiao Jia's mobile phone.

Qiao Jia found a quiet room with his tablet computer. After entering the chat room, he looked at Aaron who looked a little tired across from him and said with a smile: "What's wrong, brother, your business in the Middle East is not going well?"

Aaron wiped his handsome, unshaven face, took a deep breath, and said, "It's not bad. What do you want from me?"

Qiao Jia was not polite, he smiled and said: "Let me ask you about two people, Basavich and Madeleine Parker.

Ever heard of them? "

When Aaron heard this, his eyes widened instantly, and then he seemed to think of something. After thinking for a long time with his hands clasped on his chin, he said, "Jackal, where did you meet these two people."

Qiaojia didn't mean to hide his location at all. He said generously: "Tobruk, Libya, I was cleaning up terrorists in the city, but I encountered two powerful snipers. After a little investigation, I I found out that their identities are unusual.”

Aaron nodded suddenly, and then said: "Did the French Security Ministry find you?"

When Qiao Jia heard this, he frowned and said, "What do you mean? Why do you think the French Security Ministry will find me?"

After hearing this, Aaron smiled, shook his head, and said, "You must have not informed the French people of the news, right?

I suggest you call someone at French Security, it would be a huge favor! "

After hearing this, Qiao Jia frowned and said, "What exactly do you mean?"

Aaron suddenly smiled happily and said: "Jackal, think about it, Basavich, the bomber, Tobruk is a port city controlled by terrorists...

What can you think of? "

When Qiao Jia heard this, he said in disbelief: "Oh shit, those uranium materials lost in France! Dirty bombs!

FUCK! ! "

Qiao Jia slapped his forehead hard and said: "No wonder the British people are so nervous. A British spy participated in the operation of transporting dirty bombs, and the target may be France. If this is exposed, they will not be able to explain clearly. …

FUCK, what the fuck is this?

I actually put my position near a dirty bomb! "

It was rare for Aaron to see Boss Qiao lose his composure, and he said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I talked to the people in Isis, and they said that three dirty bombs have been transported to Europe.

I dare not continue to inquire about the specific situation. Now that I heard what you said, I know that they should have transported the dirty bombs to Europe through the Mediterranean Sea through the port of Tobruk.

Don't be too nervous. You have to understand that the explosion of a dirty bomb in Libya is not enough for terrorists. "

After hearing this, Qiao Jia said angrily: "Then I still have to fucking thank them?"

As Qiao Jia thought about something, he frowned and said, "If the dirty bomb has been sent away, then why are Basavich and Madeleine still here?"

After Aaron was silent for a few minutes, he said: "The base and Isis are not completely of the same mind.

Basavich was probably hired by Isis. He completed the assembly of the bomb in Tobruk. Now that the bomb has been sent away and Tubruk is surrounded by you, the people at the base asked Basavich to stay and help drag it out. It's very reasonable to stay with you.

Jackal, catch Basavich, that guy is a dangerous person, follow him to his lair, and maybe you can make some other discoveries. "

Qiao Jia nodded slightly after hearing this, then pointed at Aaron on the screen and said maliciously: "You bastard, when I asked questions, Basavich and Madeleine were linked together, but you only mentioned Basavich. Qi said nothing about Madeleine.

Tell me clearly, or I will cut her into pieces if I catch her! ! "

As he spoke, Qiao Jia pinched his chin, looked at Aaron with a strange face across from him curiously, and said: "You are a spy from the CIA, and Madeleine is a spy from the Military Intelligence Agency.

Don't tell me you still have an affair? "

Aaron lamented and looked at the gossipy Qiao Jia, and said helplessly: "Jackal, let's change the topic, we are still good friends..."

Qiao Jia looked at Aaron's pretending to be pitiful, and he decisively raised his middle finger...

"You bastard, you just want Madeline to die, right?"