fictionpage Chapter 756 Hidden Crisis (asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter 756 Hidden Crisis (asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter 756 Hidden Crisis (asking for monthly ticket)
"I also feel that the surroundings are too quiet. I feel a little uncomfortable, as if something is staring at me..."
Gao Bo turned his head and looked around at the surrounding environment.
On the left side of the road was the hotel that Kadier brought them to, and on the right was a shantytown and several dilapidated old buildings sandwiched in an alley.
the strange thing is.
It was only around nine o'clock in Bangladesh and even the children were playing outside, but the lights in the rooms upstairs were all off and the curtains were drawn.
Gu Ji saw that Du Ci was sitting on the ground obediently and did not have any extreme reaction:
“State of the art hotel.”
"Gu Ji is right. Our people haven't arrived yet. If we start to take it seriously now and force the enemy into a corner, it will only be more disadvantageous to us!"
Wu Kang quickly saw the situation clearly.
On the other side, Li Ming had already checked in with Kadiel.
The hotel looks like an Indian palace from the outside, and it is actually similar to a palace inside, but because of years of disrepair, the walls and ground facilities are all very old, giving a sense of decay.
Under the guidance of the waiter.
Several people came to the corner of the second floor, where there were two rooms in total.
But the four of them were not in a hurry to split up, but first gathered together and moved into the innermost household.
Due to occupational disease, Gao Bo started looking around for dangerous factors as soon as he entered.
And Stinger also walked around the room, and finally came back to Gu Ji's side and sat down obediently.
"It looks like there's no problem. Li Ming, what do the Bangladeshis say?"
"That's right, Captain Gu. Kadiel promised to provide me with weapons, but only pistols, and there is a condition: I can only use them in the presence of their personnel!"
As a diplomat, Li Ming specializes in dealing with these matters.
Gu Ji nodded.
It makes sense.
Whether in Japan, Iran, or Brazil, all official overseas missions are basically carried out in accordance with such regulations.
After all, we are on someone else's territory.
Whether it is law enforcement or the use of firearms, you need to obtain authorization from the other party first, otherwise it is illegal.
"As long as you have weapons, it will be at least six hours before Pasili and his men arrive. There are too many people around here, so we'll have to work a little harder tonight and take turns on duty."
"understand!"
Gao Bo and Wu Kang agreed without hesitation.
Wu Kang immediately took Li Ming away.
"Go wash up first. I slept on the plane and I'm not sleepy now."
Gu Ji arranged for Gao Bo to go to bed in the middle of the night, and he went to the window, pulled the curtains shut, leaving only a gap, and stared at the street downstairs and several old buildings opposite.
But that's what he's thinking about now.
It’s not all about Tao Hu, or those extremist organizations, but his father Gu Jian.
Although he was also very clear that this news was almost 99% false, but even if there was only a slight possibility, he hoped that it would be true in the end.
"Dad, how are you now..."
"You said they've arrived?"
Slums on the outskirts of Dhaka.
Li Yan, a muscular man with a cigarette in his mouth, was playing poker with an old gangster with black curly hair and Tao Hu across the table.
Suddenly, he heard Curly mentioned that three Xia people left the airport in a police car, and his eyes widened immediately.
Even Tao Hu put down the cards in his hand.
Look carefully at this curly hair.
His name is Wei Zhenhai. He was originally a gangster boss in Anzhou North Road, doing all kinds of evil things including drug trafficking, robbery and murder.
In recent years, he couldn't stand staying in the country anymore, so he fled to Bangladesh.
Now he has made a name for himself.
Li Yan and he are sworn brothers, so this time when the two of them came to Bangladesh, they stayed temporarily with him.
"Brother Hai, is the news reliable?"
Seeing that Tao Hu didn't believe him.
Wei Zhenhai turned around and questioned his younger brother a few more times in Bengali.
The latter raised his fist, as if swearing to God, and took out his mobile phone.
He took it, looked at it, and showed it to Tao Hu and the others:
"My subordinate said that he saw those people get into the police car with his own eyes. One of them looked very similar to the person you are looking for!"
"Huzi, this is the policeman!"
Li Yan pointed at the man with a crew cut standing in the middle of the photo, holding a ferocious wolfhound.
"Yes, it's Gu Ji. I didn't expect his friends to come with him. It's likely that there are other people who came to Bangladesh together!"
Tao Hu narrowed his eyes.
Based on his understanding and analysis of Gu Ji's intelligence information.
This guy is definitely not a reckless person.
Knowing that the situation in Bangladesh is so dangerous, he still dares to take the risk and come here in person, which means that this guy must have a backup plan.
Li Yan frowned:
"Hu Zi, what should we do now? Should we let that fake 'Gu Jian' lure him out?"
"No hurry, we can't show this card unless it's absolutely necessary..."
In comparison, Tao Hu seemed much calmer.
The corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of sneer: "Perhaps, we can spread this news to those extremist organizations. Gu Ji has offended them a lot in the past year, especially the Indian subcontinent branch of Al-Qaeda that he just provoked in Nepal!"
……
"Boss, we're almost there!"
"understood!"
Inside a dilapidated green off-road jeep.
A Bangladeshi guy in a colorful coconut shirt was pulling a chubby, messy-haired Xia guy.
Next to him was a middle-aged man in a linen-gray suit.
Just from his depressed mental state and the scars and bruises on his face, it can be seen that this guy suffers a lot of torture in his daily life.
That's right.
The two people were Wang Xueming and Mr. Jin who came from northern Myanmar.
The driver drove along the avenue and turned into an alley on the left. He saw several figures standing in the middle of the road. The car lights cast long shadows on the ground.
But Wang Xueming saw a pitch-black gun muzzle.
“Stop the car now!!”
He shouted in English, but it was too late.
In the blink of an eye.
A car drove up from the alley behind them, completely blocking their retreat.
Wang Xueming's pupils shrank suddenly.
Because what stopped them was not an ordinary car, but an armed pickup truck with a real KPV double-barreled machine gun mounted on the back.
It only takes two or three seconds.
The 14.5mm heavy machine gun bullets could easily penetrate the paper-thin jeep sheet and smash the bodies of several of them to pieces.
Not to mention.
The people coming towards us were all holding AKs in their hands, ready to fire at any time.
They have no way out!
"Kacha!"
Wang Xueming's face turned grim. He quietly pulled out the black P22 pistol hidden in his waist, loaded it, turned off the safety, and pressed it under his palm. He did it in one go and asked the driver, "Where are you from?"
The driver was Vidi from the 7472nd Unit, an informant he had personally found for him.
It's not that Wang Xueming didn't doubt him.
But seeing that this guy looked scared to death, it didn't seem like this was a trap set by outsiders. It was indeed an emergency.
"Boss, if they can get a weapon like a heavy machine gun, they must be a large extremist organization or armed force."
The Bangladeshi boy swallowed his saliva, stared at the approaching gunman, and suddenly glared: "I see it, a yellow dot, this is the symbol of the Indian subcontinent branch of Qaidah!"
"Keida?"
Wang Xueming raised his eyebrows.
Everyone in the world knows the famous Al-Khaiyda, the architect of the 911/ incident, but he doesn't understand how he provoked these extremists.
Straight ahead, three people;
In the rear, four men and a heavy machine gun;
There is a figure hiding in the dark on the rooftops of both sides.
It is no exaggeration to say that there are enemies everywhere.
They were completely trapped in this alley.
Thinking of this, Wang Xueming finally gave up the idea of drawing his gun.
There is no chance of winning if we resist head-on.
To the extent that he didn't even dare to move.
Because the two extremists had already come up to the car with guns, and they directly inserted the cold muzzle of the AK into the car, pointing it at the driver and Wang Xueming's heads.
The leader was a bearded man wearing a white turban.
He gave him and Mr. Jin a vicious look, then said something gibberish.
The driver suppressed his fear and translated intermittently:
"Boss, he, he asked us to get off the car immediately!"
"You can't get off the car. Keep your foot on the gas, listen to my orders at any time, and repeat my words: What do you want? I will give you any amount of money, as long as you don't hurt us!"
"it is good……"
The driver agreed reluctantly and began to repeat what Wang Xueming taught him.
But before he could finish speaking.
Suddenly, the fat extremist on the left suddenly shouted with a gun: "What do you have under your hand? Get out of the car! Get out of the car right now!"
The muzzle of the gun was directly pointed at Wang Xueming's face.
"Wow!"
At the same time, other people pointed their guns at the jeep.
This scene almost scared the driver to the point of peeing his pants.
At the critical moment, Wang Xueming spread his hands, slowly raised the pistol, and shouted loudly in English: "Don't be nervous, this is just a way for me to protect myself..."
White Hat glanced at him, then looked at Mr. Jin beside him.
Suddenly he said, "Passport!"
"what?"
"Hand over both of your passports! Now!"
It was not until he listened to it for the second time that Wang Xueming was sure that he had not heard it wrong.
He really couldn't understand why these extremists, who were not police officers, wanted his passport. Were they planning to kidnap them and hold their passports for blackmail?
Anyway, his passport and identity were all fake, all prepared by Vidi for him.
So he reached into his pocket and, under the watchful eyes of the extremists, slowly handed the two passports to the man in white hat.
His men snatched it away and opened it quickly.
After repeatedly confirming the name and photo, the white hat suddenly threw the passport in again and shook his hand impatiently: "It's not them, let them go!"
"God is above! Thank you! Thank you!"
When the driver heard these words, they sounded like heavenly music.
But just as he stepped on the accelerator.
The fat man suddenly rushed to the front of the car and slammed the hood with both hands, making a loud bang.
"and many more!"
The driver's heart was in pain again.
The next second, the fat man pointed his gun at Wang Xueming:
"I want that pistol of yours, give it to me!"
"boss……"
"of course can!"
Wang Xueming threw the brand new P22 semi-automatic pistol out almost without hesitation.
The fat man picked up the pistol and then stepped aside with satisfaction.
The driver wanted to press his shoe sole into the fuel tank, and with the engine roaring, he escaped from the alley in the shortest time possible.
"I was so scared, Boss. I just thought we were going to..."
"Something's wrong. There are so many militants around here. Is it always like this in Bangladesh at night?"
Wang Xueming interrupted the driver's complaint and questioned him back.
The young man shook his head:
"From what I understand, no matter how powerful these extremist organizations are, they dare not openly drive armed pickup trucks around the streets, unless they want to do something big, such as..."
"Find someone!"
"Find someone?"
"Yes, and we are looking for the Xia people!"
The two of them asked and answered questions.
Through the car window, Wang Xueming squinted at the extremists wandering on the roadside and made a simple analysis:
"The little leader just now specifically asked to investigate me and this guy, but ignored you. This shows that their target should be someone from Xia Country like us."
"Xia people...I'm sorry, boss, I'm really not sure."
After all.
After all, the driver is just an ordinary informant. It's okay to ask him to pick up and drop off people, but he wouldn't dare to do so if he was asked to investigate an extremist organization.
"It's okay, you just need to take me to the designated location."
Not long after Wang Xueming finished saying this.
The vehicle slowly stopped in front of the gate of a desolate bungalow.
But unexpectedly.
The door suddenly opened.
A woman wrapped tightly in a black headscarf walked out from the crack in the door.
She first took a look inside the car, then took off her headscarf, revealing her short brown hair.
Take the initiative to reach out:
"Hi, I'm Seema!"
"Wang Xueming, this should be our first cooperation. I'm sorry for being late."
Wang Xueming pulled Mr. Jin out of the car.
The first time the two of them looked at each other, they sensed danger.
In Wang Xueming's eyes, even though Sima is just a woman, her fighting ability is definitely not weak at all, and she is even more powerful than Barron.
And in Sima's eyes.
What she saw was not a person, but a demon in the bloody sea of hell.
This Wang Xueming is definitely a ruthless man who crawled out from a pile of corpses!
"You're welcome. Dhaka City is not peaceful tonight. It's not easy for you to get here. If you were five minutes later, I would confirm whether you were dead or alive!"
Seema led the two into the yard.
At the same time, explain thoroughly what just happened.
It turned out that someone among the extremist forces in Bangladesh spread the news that a policeman from Xia country had killed many terrorists, so he was targeted by many leaders.
Especially the Indian subcontinental branch of Khaida.
"Police from Xia Country?"
Wang Xueming was stunned for a moment.
Somehow, the first impression that came to his mind was a young SWAT police officer wearing a black mask.
“Ahhh!!”
Gu Ji came to the bedside and was about to speak, but he couldn't help sneezing, which happened to wake Gao Bo up, so he could only say: "There's nothing unusual, just pay more attention to the location at the lower street corner."
"it is good……"
"Da da da!"
As soon as Gao Bo finished speaking, several gunshots were heard faintly in the night sky outside the hotel window.
Go, please give me a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)