Chapter 2054
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The sound was loud and clear, like a copper hammer hitting an anvil.
I turned around and saw that it was Zhang Tianbei!
Although Zhang Tianbei is a famous special soldier in the whole army, he is no different from ordinary people in appearance: his skin is dark, his eyes are small, his head is less than one meter seven, and his body is slightly thin.
He went straight to Gao Shenghan and asked, "where is the murderer?"
"Syria." Gao Shenghan replied.
"When will you leave?"
"Now."
"Good!"
Zhang Tianbei said yes. He lowered his head and lifted his trouser legs. He took off two camouflage bags from his legs and belly. When he dropped them on the ground, he heard the sound and knew that they were not light, at least 30 or 40 Jin.
After throwing off the gaiter bag, Zhang Tianbei turned around and left without saying anything.
Gao Shenghan didn't talk nonsense either. He winked at me and followed me.
I'm really surprised at this.
It's a top secret mission to war ridden Syria. Why do they look like they're just wandering around the streets when they don't have time to finish three sentences?
Gao Shenghan took out his cell phone and dialed a number, saying two words to the other side: "let's go."
Then he took Zhang Tian and me to the helicopter and flew to the northwest.
Along the way, they didn't say a word.
I can't help but wonder how strange they are. They are good brothers who have lived through life and death. They finally met once. How can they not even have a chat?
The plane landed on an open sand, and there was an armored personnel carrier waiting nearby.
When I got on the bus, I saw two people sitting opposite.
A fat white man in his fifties, with no hair left on his head, was wearing a Dacron shirt.
The other is an old lady who is over the age of Huajia. She is wearing a pair of silver rimmed glasses and has a kind face.
As soon as some of us got on the train, the troop carrier started.
Gao Shenghan nodded to the fat man and introduced to us: "this is director Jia of the National Security Bureau. He is responsible for external contact and support for this operation. Before she retired, aunt Qin was the instructor of the military special situation office. Now she is in charge of the Middle East affairs in the 13th Bureau of national security. She provides the access routes and relevant information of our operation. "
Said, and pointed to the two of us to introduce to them: "special forces King Zhang Tianbei, folk high man Zhang Jiulin."
The two people were obviously surprised at my identity.
The white fat man froze for a moment, then nodded and smiled at me.
Aunt Qin pushed her glasses up and looked at me again. Then she said, "although director Gao has already told you, I would like to reiterate that this operation is very confidential and the leaders attach great importance to it. There must be no flash, not to mention half a word to the outside. It's confidential for life and illegal shooting. Are you clear? "
"Clear!" Zhang Tianbei's waist is straight and straight, and answers in a loud voice.
I also nodded and looked at Gao Shenghan.
A lifetime of secrecy, a shooting violation?
It seems that this matter is not simple, but Gao Shenghan never told me that it could be so serious. Is he afraid that I dare not go?
"I think director Gao has already told you about the specific situation, and I will not repeat it. Because this mission is classified as Guo Zi No. 1, you can only enter Syria through special channels. Don't say the real identity, even the nationality can't be found. I'll make up for you now. " With that, aunt Qin took out a black suitcase from under her seat.
When she made up for Zhang Tianbei, I found through the shooting hole beside the cabin that there were all kinds of military vehicles painted with camouflage green everywhere. Our car was mixed in, let alone outsiders, I'm afraid that even other vehicles didn't know our specific situation here.
As the traffic went on for a while, our armored car suddenly drove out of the queue and rushed forward.
Aunt Qin finished making up for us and took out the mirror for us to see.
I have to say that her make-up technique is really amazing. I can't even recognize who is in the mirror.
At this time, I became a man with deep eyes, brown skin and a big beard.
Gao Shenghan and Zhang Tianbei have all changed.
I ate in the car and slept a little.
When I was woken up again, the troop carrier had stopped, and director Jia and aunt Qin had already disappeared.
When I opened the door, there was a stone tablet opposite, with two Chinese characters written on it and a bright red national emblem hung on it.
Obviously, it's on the border!
Only then did I realize that it was through military exercises that we were covered. Otherwise, no matter what kind of vehicles are going directly to the border, they will always attract other people's attention.
Gao Shenghan took a ragged backpack and handed it to Zhang Tianbei: "domestic equipment can't be used, so make do with it."Zhang Tianbei opened his backpack and saw two pistols, more than 20 magazines, seven or eight melon grenades, an American communicator, a multi-functional telescope, and a small box similar to a suitcase.
He took out his gun and played with it. He narrowed one eye and adjusted the alignment. Then he inserted it into his waist and boots.
Gao Shenghan also gave me a communication device and said, "I didn't prepare a gun for you. You shouldn't need it." Then he pointed to my backpack and said, "pick and choose. Obviously, you can't bring anything with domestic logo, and you can also leave your mobile phone."
"Then you can't take anything with you. There's no foreign country with spells..." I said in some embarrassment.
"It's OK. There's nothing left after being bombarded." Gao Shenghan said as he pinned two pistols to his waist.
When we got off the bus, we found that there was still a man standing nearby.
Holding the submachinegun in both hands, he looked around with extreme vigilance, though there was nothing empty around.
I recognized this man at a glance. It was the Uighur man on the motorcycle.
He didn't pretend to be a Uighur like Gao Shenghan. That should be his original appearance.
"I forgot to introduce him to you. His name is latier. In order to deal with the affairs in Xinjiang, I have just transferred the competent person from laoliao to the public security system within half a year." At the mention of his name, latil looked back at me and squeezed out a smile, but it was ugly.
After everything was sorted out, we crossed the boundary.
After a short walk, I asked strangely, "didn't you say you were going to Syria? But it's not right to leave the country. "
"If you go like this, it's easy to expose, so you need another layer of identity to cover it." Gao Shenghan explained: "a group of Syrian terrorists crossed the border and made trouble recently. They were killed and injured by local armed police, but they escaped a few leaders."
"I pressed the position finder on one of the leaders. This time, I just followed them up to annihilate them and entered Syria disguised as their identity!"
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The sound was loud and clear, like a copper hammer hitting an anvil.
I turned around and saw that it was Zhang Tianbei!
Although Zhang Tianbei is a famous special soldier in the whole army, he is no different from ordinary people in appearance: his skin is dark, his eyes are small, his head is less than one meter seven, and his body is slightly thin.
He went straight to Gao Shenghan and asked, "where is the murderer?"
"Syria." Gao Shenghan replied.
"When will you leave?"
"Now."
"Good!"
Zhang Tianbei said yes. He lowered his head and lifted his trouser legs. He took off two camouflage bags from his legs and belly. When he dropped them on the ground, he heard the sound and knew that they were not light, at least 30 or 40 Jin.
After throwing off the gaiter bag, Zhang Tianbei turned around and left without saying anything.
Gao Shenghan didn't talk nonsense either. He winked at me and followed me.
I'm really surprised at this.
It's a top secret mission to war ridden Syria. Why do they look like they're just wandering around the streets when they don't have time to finish three sentences?
Gao Shenghan took out his cell phone and dialed a number, saying two words to the other side: "let's go."
Then he took Zhang Tian and me to the helicopter and flew to the northwest.
Along the way, they didn't say a word.
I can't help but wonder how strange they are. They are good brothers who have lived through life and death. They finally met once. How can they not even have a chat?
The plane landed on an open sand, and there was an armored personnel carrier waiting nearby.
When I got on the bus, I saw two people sitting opposite.
A fat white man in his fifties, with no hair left on his head, was wearing a Dacron shirt.
The other is an old lady who is over the age of Huajia. She is wearing a pair of silver rimmed glasses and has a kind face.
As soon as some of us got on the train, the troop carrier started.
Gao Shenghan nodded to the fat man and introduced to us: "this is director Jia of the National Security Bureau. He is responsible for external contact and support for this operation. Before she retired, aunt Qin was the instructor of the military special situation office. Now she is in charge of the Middle East affairs in the 13th Bureau of national security. She provides the access routes and relevant information of our operation. "
Said, and pointed to the two of us to introduce to them: "special forces King Zhang Tianbei, folk high man Zhang Jiulin."
The two people were obviously surprised at my identity.
The white fat man froze for a moment, then nodded and smiled at me.
Aunt Qin pushed her glasses up and looked at me again. Then she said, "although director Gao has already told you, I would like to reiterate that this operation is very confidential and the leaders attach great importance to it. There must be no flash, not to mention half a word to the outside. It's confidential for life and illegal shooting. Are you clear? "
"Clear!" Zhang Tianbei's waist is straight and straight, and answers in a loud voice.
I also nodded and looked at Gao Shenghan.
A lifetime of secrecy, a shooting violation?
It seems that this matter is not simple, but Gao Shenghan never told me that it could be so serious. Is he afraid that I dare not go?
"I think director Gao has already told you about the specific situation, and I will not repeat it. Because this mission is classified as Guo Zi No. 1, you can only enter Syria through special channels. Don't say the real identity, even the nationality can't be found. I'll make up for you now. " With that, aunt Qin took out a black suitcase from under her seat.
When she made up for Zhang Tianbei, I found through the shooting hole beside the cabin that there were all kinds of military vehicles painted with camouflage green everywhere. Our car was mixed in, let alone outsiders, I'm afraid that even other vehicles didn't know our specific situation here.
As the traffic went on for a while, our armored car suddenly drove out of the queue and rushed forward.
Aunt Qin finished making up for us and took out the mirror for us to see.
I have to say that her make-up technique is really amazing. I can't even recognize who is in the mirror.
At this time, I became a man with deep eyes, brown skin and a big beard.
Gao Shenghan and Zhang Tianbei have all changed.
I ate in the car and slept a little.
When I was woken up again, the troop carrier had stopped, and director Jia and aunt Qin had already disappeared.
When I opened the door, there was a stone tablet opposite, with two Chinese characters written on it and a bright red national emblem hung on it.
Obviously, it's on the border!
Only then did I realize that it was through military exercises that we were covered. Otherwise, no matter what kind of vehicles are going directly to the border, they will always attract other people's attention.
Gao Shenghan took a ragged backpack and handed it to Zhang Tianbei: "domestic equipment can't be used, so make do with it."Zhang Tianbei opened his backpack and saw two pistols, more than 20 magazines, seven or eight melon grenades, an American communicator, a multi-functional telescope, and a small box similar to a suitcase.
He took out his gun and played with it. He narrowed one eye and adjusted the alignment. Then he inserted it into his waist and boots.
Gao Shenghan also gave me a communication device and said, "I didn't prepare a gun for you. You shouldn't need it." Then he pointed to my backpack and said, "pick and choose. Obviously, you can't bring anything with domestic logo, and you can also leave your mobile phone."
"Then you can't take anything with you. There's no foreign country with spells..." I said in some embarrassment.
"It's OK. There's nothing left after being bombarded." Gao Shenghan said as he pinned two pistols to his waist.
When we got off the bus, we found that there was still a man standing nearby.
Holding the submachinegun in both hands, he looked around with extreme vigilance, though there was nothing empty around.
I recognized this man at a glance. It was the Uighur man on the motorcycle.
He didn't pretend to be a Uighur like Gao Shenghan. That should be his original appearance.
"I forgot to introduce him to you. His name is latier. In order to deal with the affairs in Xinjiang, I have just transferred the competent person from laoliao to the public security system within half a year." At the mention of his name, latil looked back at me and squeezed out a smile, but it was ugly.
After everything was sorted out, we crossed the boundary.
After a short walk, I asked strangely, "didn't you say you were going to Syria? But it's not right to leave the country. "
"If you go like this, it's easy to expose, so you need another layer of identity to cover it." Gao Shenghan explained: "a group of Syrian terrorists crossed the border and made trouble recently. They were killed and injured by local armed police, but they escaped a few leaders."
"I pressed the position finder on one of the leaders. This time, I just followed them up to annihilate them and entered Syria disguised as their identity!"
The sound was loud and clear, like a copper hammer hitting an anvil. I turned around and saw that it was Zhang Tianbei! Although Zhang Tianbei is a famous special soldier in the whole army, he is no different from ordinary people in appearance: his skin is dark, his eyes are small, his head is less than one meter seven, and his body is slightly thin. He went straight to Gao Shenghan and asked, "where is the murderer?" "Syria." Gao Shenghan replied. "When will you leave?" "Now." "Good!" Zhang Tianbei said yes. He lowered his head and lifted his trouser legs. He took off two camouflage bags from his legs and belly. When he dropped them on the ground, he heard the sound and knew that they were not light, at least 30 or 40 Jin. After throwing off the gaiter bag, Zhang Tianbei turned around and left without saying anything. Gao Shenghan didn't talk nonsense either. He winked at me and followed me. I'm really surprised at this. It's a top secret mission to war ridden Syria. Why do they look like they're just wandering around the streets when they don't have time to finish three sentences? Gao Shenghan took out his cell phone and dialed a number, saying two words to the other side: "let's go." Then he took Zhang Tian and me to the helicopter and flew to the northwest. Along the way, they didn't say a word. I can't help but wonder how strange they are. They are good brothers who have lived through life and death. They finally met once. How can they not even have a chat? The plane landed on an open sand, and there was an armored personnel carrier waiting nearby. When I got on the bus, I saw two people sitting opposite. A fat white man in his fifties, with no hair left on his head, was wearing a Dacron shirt. The other is an old lady who is over the age of Huajia. She is wearing a pair of silver rimmed glasses and has a kind face. As soon as some of us got on the train, the troop carrier started. Gao Shenghan nodded to the fat man and introduced to us: "this is director Jia of the National Security Bureau. He is responsible for external contact and support for this operation. Before she retired, aunt Qin was the instructor of the military special situation office. Now she is in charge of the Middle East affairs in the 13th Bureau of national security. She provides the access routes and relevant information of our operation. " Said, and pointed to the two of us to introduce to them: "special forces King Zhang Tianbei, folk high man Zhang Jiulin." The two people were obviously surprised at my identity. The white fat man froze for a moment, then nodded and smiled at me. Aunt Qin pushed her glasses up and looked at me again. Then she said, "although director Gao has already told you, I would like to reiterate that this operation is very confidential and the leaders attach great importance to it. There must be no flash, not to mention half a word to the outside. It's confidential for life and illegal shooting. Are you clear? " "Clear!" Zhang Tianbei's waist is straight and straight, and answers in a loud voice. I also nodded and looked at Gao Shenghan. A lifetime of secrecy, a shooting violation? It seems that this matter is not simple, but Gao Shenghan never told me that it could be so serious. Is he afraid that I dare not go? "I think director Gao has already told you about the specific situation, and I will not repeat it. Because this mission is classified as Guo Zi No. 1, you can only enter Syria through special channels. Don't say the real identity, even the nationality can't be found. I'll make up for you now. " With that, aunt Qin took out a black suitcase from under her seat. When she made up for Zhang Tianbei, I found through the shooting hole beside the cabin that there were all kinds of military vehicles painted with camouflage green everywhere. Our car was mixed in, let alone outsiders, I'm afraid that even other vehicles didn't know our specific situation here. As the traffic went on for a while, our armored car suddenly drove out of the queue and rushed forward. Aunt Qin finished making up for us and took out the mirror for us to see. I have to say that her make-up technique is really amazing. I can't even recognize who is in the mirror. At this time, I became a man with deep eyes, brown skin and a big beard. Gao Shenghan and Zhang Tianbei have all changed. I ate in the car and slept a little. When I was woken up again, the troop carrier had stopped, and director Jia and aunt Qin had already disappeared. When I opened the door, there was a stone tablet opposite, with two Chinese characters written on it and a bright red national emblem hung on it. Obviously, it's on the border! Only then did I realize that it was through military exercises that we were covered. Otherwise, no matter what kind of vehicles are going directly to the border, they will always attract other people's attention. Gao Shenghan took a ragged backpack and handed it to Zhang Tianbei: "domestic equipment can't be used, so make do with it."Zhang Tianbei opened his backpack and saw two pistols, more than 20 magazines, seven or eight melon grenades, an American communicator, a multi-functional telescope, and a small box similar to a suitcase. He took out his gun and played with it. He narrowed one eye and adjusted the alignment. Then he inserted it into his waist and boots. Gao Shenghan also gave me a communication device and said, "I didn't prepare a gun for you. You shouldn't need it." Then he pointed to my backpack and said, "pick and choose. Obviously, you can't bring anything with domestic logo, and you can also leave your mobile phone." "Then you can't take anything with you. There's no foreign country with spells..." I said in some embarrassment. "It's OK. There's nothing left after being bombarded." Gao Shenghan said as he pinned two pistols to his waist. When we got off the bus, we found that there was still a man standing nearby. Holding the submachinegun in both hands, he looked around with extreme vigilance, though there was nothing empty around. I recognized this man at a glance. It was the Uighur man on the motorcycle. He didn't pretend to be a Uighur like Gao Shenghan. That should be his original appearance. "I forgot to introduce him to you. His name is latier. In order to deal with the affairs in Xinjiang, I have just transferred the competent person from laoliao to the public security system within half a year." At the mention of his name, latil looked back at me and squeezed out a smile, but it was ugly. After everything was sorted out, we crossed the boundary. After a short walk, I asked strangely, "didn't you say you were going to Syria? But it's not right to leave the country. " "If you go like this, it's easy to expose, so you need another layer of identity to cover it." Gao Shenghan explained: "a group of Syrian terrorists crossed the border and made trouble recently. They were killed and injured by local armed police, but they escaped a few leaders." "I pressed the position finder on one of the leaders. This time, I just followed them up to annihilate them and entered Syria disguised as their identity!"
