Battlefield Contractor

Scarface whispered beside Lin Rui, "Boss, I don't quite understand, why don't we just grab that person?"

"Sometimes, what the eye sees may not be the truth. When all the unfavorable evidence points to a person, that person is often not the person we are looking for because he is too obvious. A lurking in the Libyan security forces The undercover agent should have a wealth of anti-reconnaissance experience. It is impossible to do things so carelessly." Lin Rui said in a deep voice.

"You mean there is fraud?" Scarface whispered.

Lin Rui nodded, "Yes, the action failed and fled in panic. All this seems reasonable, but there are still a few unreasonable things inside. First of all, if something happens over there, he will run away. Mr. K's CIA agent has already After all those who attempted to assassinate Sana, how did he get the news? Another point, to escape, he can go straight away. Why go to a small hotel to change clothes and do so many extra things?

In addition, he should have been prepared for running so fast. He needs a fake passport or other identification, a certain amount of cash, and a weapon to defend himself. These should be prepared in advance, but he left empty-handed. "

"That's true. So what do you think?" Scarface frowned.

"I suspect that this person is just a smokescreen, used by the real undercover agent to confuse and test us. He uses this method to test whether he has been exposed. If we are eager to capture this little officer, then the real undercover agent will realize that he Already in danger, he will take the opportunity to slip away." Lin Rui whispered, "So I let the Crazy Horse people continue to stare at several other targets. I suspect that there are real undercover agents."

"Who do you suspect?" Scarface whispered.

"After Crazy Horse's investigation, there are a total of four people who meet the requirements. Of these four people, one person is still on the job as if nothing has happened. The other two people, because they have other tasks, but they also have people we monitor around them. It can be guaranteed that there is no problem with these two people. So there is only one suspicious one left. It is the mid-level officer of the Quartermaster Department, Captain Murol." Lin Rui frowned, "I suspect Muror is just a decoy, or The real undercover agent is using him. Whether it is a tentative throwing stone to ask for directions, or using Murol to divert our attention. He is definitely still waiting."

"Do you suspect that it is the officer who stayed in the security forces?" Scarface asked in amazement.

"At this time, the real undercover agent, because the situation is unknown, will definitely keep calm so as not to reveal the flaws, and staying in the security forces is the most normal and least suspected way. Because there, he will get the accuracy in the first time. According to the intelligence, and take the next action based on the intelligence." Lin Rui whispered.

"Then what shall we do?" Scarface whispered.

"When Murol leaves the city, Crazy Horse will arrest him. At this time, the security forces should have a security force outside the city. News of Muror's arrest will be transmitted to the security force headquarters as soon as possible. Wait until this At that time, the undercover agent was ready to run away even if he was able to calm down. We stopped him in the middle of his run. We informed the Viper Yelena and the others to prepare to ambush the undercover agent in the middle." Lin Rui whispered.

"I will notify them immediately and arrange in advance." Scarface turned around and left. Lin Rui looked at the plan of the Tripoli city area with a bad feeling in his heart. It seemed that the real terrorist attack would soon begin in this traumatized city. Terror and anti-terrorism, behind the armed forces of all walks of life, are the real powers gambling for their own interests in Africa. Tripoli is destined to not be peaceful.

A lieutenant in the Libyan security forces was looking through the documents in the office, and another officer walked in with a shocked expression, "You know, just now Murol was caught by a French mercenary."

"What? What's the matter?" The lieutenant turned his head and looked surprised.

"They said Murol might be the insider of the terrorist organization." The officer shook his head. "A relative of mine is in the garrison. He saw it with his own eyes at a temporary checkpoint out of the city."

"Murol is a traitor, how is this possible." Others also expressed shock.

"Maybe it's just suspicion, but this time mercenaries were hired by the French. It's possible that the French investigated what was wrong with Murol." The officer whispered, "This matter has not been made public, I guess It's a secret arrest, and there may be the next move. Lieutenant Hafez, you and he are in the logistics department, haven't you heard anything?"

The lieutenant put away the documents and shook his head. "I think it might be a misunderstanding. Muror is very honest. Don't talk nonsense about this kind of unfounded words. If he is fine after investigation, wouldn't you be embarrassed? "

The officer thought about it, and nodded, "Recently, it's finally been time for the extremists to settle down a bit, and the anti-government forces are arguing again. This time even our security forces are not safe anymore.

The Lieutenant Hafez turned around and said, "Let's talk, I just happen to have something to do."

These officers were all talking about Muror's arrest. No one paid attention to him. Hafez walked out alone and drove out of the camp by himself. He observed carefully to make sure that no one was following, and drove out of the city immediately. Picking up the phone while driving, "The matter is already serious. They have begun to suspect people from the security forces. I need to evacuate with my belongings."

"Is the thing still there?" the voice on the other end of the phone asked.

"Still, I have been hiding in the office, and now I carry it with me. I have found a surrogate, and I have not exposed yet, but if they start to investigate, they will eventually find me. This time it is not the Libyan security department. Cha is the French and the CIA, they are not comparable to those of wine and rice bags." Hafez said nervously.

"Very well, go to Xicheng District. When you get there, we will try to pick you up, and we can send you to Mali tomorrow, and then you will be safe." The other end of the phone briefly confessed.

Hafez breathed a sigh of relief, reached under the seat of the car, and pulled out a box. The box is not big but very heavy. It looks like a silver metal box. The material may be aluminum alloy or something.

After patted the box, Hafez took a deep breath and calmed down. He sat in the driver's seat, lit a cigarette, took a hard puff, and then drove on. Since becoming the undercover agent of the Jihad League in Libya, he hasn't stopped worrying for a day, but now such days are over, which may be a good thing. He was thinking while driving.