bloom america

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

Zakaev and his sons, Makarov and Alassad.

Anushka Sharma, who felt a little tired, turned back to look at the four silent people, then turned her head away and continued to crack the code on her laptop.

"To be honest, I have a bad feeling." Shama murmured.

"What are you talking about?"

Alassad came over.

"I was wondering where the people in the submarine went." Shama glanced at the man.

Although she is only in her 20s, Shama is already very mature.

"The people in the submarine...?"

Upon hearing the sound, Zakayev frowned and walked over.

Although one arm is missing, Zakayev still has his majesty.

"If they had left, why didn't anyone see them? If they were still inside, why did they let us decipher the code? If they were dead... then, who killed them?"

"..."

Shama's question made Zakayev silent for a while.

Indeed, when he learned about this, Zakayev was filled with endless surprises.

But now it seems... things seem to be somewhat unexpected.

Yes, where are the people?

"Where have these people gone?"

This is a question that must be understood.

Thinking of this, Zakayev suddenly stopped Makarov: "What time is it now?"

"4:27 PM."

Makarov looked at his watch, and then answered Zakayev.

"Okay, by 12 noon tomorrow, if there is no progress in deciphering and Alpha Team has not appeared, we... will change our strategy."

Among all organizations, only the team led by the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse is the weakest. Although Al-Assad is a Yemeni warlord, this is Saudi Arabia.

This means that the weapons they can use are limited.

The previous efforts to send people to search for keys and to pursue and intercept the US military team had already stretched their strength.

"So, we have to maintain now instead of gambling..."

Zakaev squinted and looked at the door behind him.

…

"Where are we going now?"

Following Wang Shaotang all the way, Brad expressed the questions in his heart.

"Everything has been lost. Where do you think the person who got the key... will go?"

Wang Shaotang drove quickly and came to a car.

"You drive."

A key was thrown from the small holes on both sides of the burka, and Brad quickly caught it with both hands.

"Is it...area D?"

After taking the key, Brad asked his question.

"Where else could it be but this place?"

Wang Shaotang had already entered the passenger seat at this time.

Brad sat in the driver's seat.

"Just a little question..."

Brad looked at Wang Shaotang curiously.

"What?"

The black ghost seemed to have turned its head, but it seemed that Brad couldn't see what was going on under the burqa.

"If you're like this...can you still see?"

"It's a very blurry afterimage, but I'm used to it, and my appearance is not suitable for appearing in public. Isn't it just right now?"

Brad was a little surprised: "Then you couldn't see anything at the beginning?!"

"As I said, it's a blurry shadow. In fact, I'm used to it. And as a killer, it's an advantage not to be seen."

That seems to be the case.

Brad thought for a while. If he was one-on-one with such a black ghost, such an existence whose face he couldn't even see would definitely put a lot of pressure on him, right?

In terms of appearance, this kind of burqa has little aesthetic value. It is just a piece of black cloth from head to toe. But if you want to say it, this kind of clothing can be used to create a scary atmosphere...

"Why not choose a nice dress?"

He couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Because the conditions where I am don't allow it. Besides, anyway, Rashid can be tough when he sees me like this, so I don't care."

Who is Rashid?!

The name that suddenly appeared sounded in Brad's mind like a thunder.

Rashid!

Who is this Rashid! Where is he?! What does he do?!

"Okay. It's time to drive."

The voice floated out from the black curtains, and Brad suddenly came back from the strange atmosphere.

"All right."

Brad started the car.

They drove out of the city, but soon they encountered police closing the road.

Brad realized that this seemed to be the route they took when escaping, and the place in front of them should be where he had just escaped.

"Excuse me. What happened here?"

Brad didn't dare to stick his head out, but there was a driver beside him who was asking curious questions.

"The murder case, I'm very sorry, but the road here has been closed now, we need to investigate and collect evidence."

"Oh my God, are they telling the truth?"

But at this time, the policeman had already walked to another place and was signaling the cars there to leave.

"Dude, what are you saying that's true?"

After noticing that the police were no longer looking over here, Brad stuck his head out.

"They said that a white-haired woman killed several heavily armed soldiers... I didn't believe it at the time, but now... I kind of believe it."

"This is unbelievable..."

Brad pretended to listen carefully to what the other party said, and then withdrew his head.

In his heart, there was another storm at this time.

"It seems that the lady can't wait to start taking action on her own, haha~"

The black ghost made a funny sound.

"That lady? Who?"

Brad asked strangely.

"Beep! Beep!"

This is the car behind Brad that has been waiting impatiently.

At this time, Brad had no choice but to turn the car around and then left the scene of the crime.

"Who is that lady?"

After leaving, Brad asked again.

"Who do you think is the real owner of 'Song of the Sky'?"

The real master of Sky Song...?

Wait, wait.

Brad began to sort out the thoughts in his mind.

First of all, Song of the Sky was originally supposed to be Mithril.

As for the mercenary group Mithril, it belongs to the Ark Group.

Could it be the boss of Ark Group?

By the way, although I don’t know much about it, it seems that he is the one.

"Catherine Edson?"

He tentatively said the name.

"Who else could it be?" Wang Shaotang was relaxed.

"Is it her...?"

"A little unbelievable?"

"To be honest...it's true. What I know about that lady is probably the few movies she has shot..."

Even though he knew that the other party was the real controller of the Ark Group, it did not change Brad's impression of this girl.

"I always feel that there is something strange about this matter. I want to find out the truth..."

The black ghost turned its head outside.

"Let's go."

Brad let out a breath.

Then, the car drove towards the distance...

…

Rashid is a handsome young man. In terms of appearance, Rashid, who is 20 years old this year, can definitely be called suave.

However, this charming young man was looking at the city with fear on his face.

This was the first time he left home alone.

It can even be said that this is the time when he is truly walking in the outside world without the company of his family.

He sneaked out secretly.

Just like my "wife".

He is here to find a wife.

However, when Rashid stood on the street, everyone looked like his wife...

No wonder.

Rashid never knew what his wife looked like, she was always hidden under the black curtain.

Originally, Rashid could still hear the other person's voice, but after just a few times, his family blocked the other person's mouth.

Only when sleeping can Rashid be able to touch each other slightly.

"Semila...where are you?"

He called his wife's name. But this young man who had never left home alone was at a loss.

"Semila, answer me. Where are you..."

Walking on the street in a daze, he was almost at a loss.

"Semila..."

He murmured softly and looked at everyone who walked by with his fiery eyes. But whenever these people looked at Rasheed, he withdrew his gaze in fear.

He was a little scared.

In Rashid's impression, women were just beings wearing burkas, with their whole bodies hidden under black, white or blue curtains. But at this time, he could see many people who were very different from men and women.

Rashid secretly read an outside magazine and it was said that these people were also women.

At first, Rashid didn't believe it. Although his Semila never spoke, she always used her body to make Rashid feel happy.

But these women wearing skirts in front of him made Rashid feel scared.

After living with his wife for more than a year, Rashid found that he could no longer live without her.

After his wife left a note and disappeared, Rashid, who was tossed and turned, embarked on a journey to find his wife alone the next day - because he did not even dare to tell his family about it.

Rashid took away the note left by Semila and instead wrote a note himself, saying that he was traveling with his wife.

He wants to take his wife back - before his family gets suspicious.

However, when he first arrived in this city that he had never set foot in, Rashid was filled with confusion.

What exactly is this place?

"call--"

A car sped past Rashid.

"Semila!"

He saw a black figure.

It's Semila! He's still wearing his family clothes!

Rashid recognized his wife at a glance.

"Semila!"

He ran towards his wife.

"That's a man! Why is she with a man!"

Rashid thought about the situation inside the car.

He was so scared.

He ran towards the car, but the car was getting further and further away.

He almost cried...

"ah--"

In a confused state, he discovered that he had bumped into someone, it seemed... or a woman?

"Fatima?"

When he came back to his senses, he found that his hand was holding the other party's press pass... (To be continued...)

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