Back in the ward, Michelle looked at the open window and began to consider whether she should jump out of the window.

At the same time, the Mossad special investigation team also arrived at the front line.

Under the leadership of relevant personnel, team leader Ramo Ellis met the frontline commander Ragnar.

When the two parties met, Ragnar greeted Ellis's mother cordially, a very cordial greeting.

Greetings from an extra brother willing to help Ellis.

Ellis acted very calmly when he heard the dirty words. He waited until the person in front of him had finished his saliva before he slowly took out his handkerchief and wiped the saliva from his face.

The whole movement is so elegant, so natural, so leisurely and contented.

After wiping the saliva from his face and throwing away the handkerchief, Ellis continued to frown and said coldly: "Based on the information provided by major hospitals."

"During this operation, in more than ten days, a total of 543 people from all attacking troops were killed and 231 were seriously injured and disabled."

"Rounding up, a thousand people were directly killed."

"I want to know how you, the commander-in-chief, commanded this terrible war?"

"Haha——" With a contemptuous laugh, Ragnar replied nonchalantly: "Really? I heard that the Ministry of Defense said that according to the latest regulations, these people were not killed in action."

"How come you died in battle when it came into your mouth, and you still want to cause trouble for me?"

"Besides, you are collecting the information before the war."

"Can you tell me where those damn Arabs got their weapons?"

"Rockets are like free of charge."

"They just ditched the rifles."

"These bastards even used rockets to attack infantry. Did you know? I personally saw a veteran eat eight rockets! He was blown out of the bunker alive! He flew out and lay on the ground. Then he took another shot!”

"Tanks don't even get this treatment!"

His lengthy complaints did not resonate with Ellis. After the commander finished speaking, Ellis asked expressionlessly: "Where are the remains of the weapons?"

"This way." He raised his hand and pointed, Ragnar took the lead and walked ahead.

Soon, the two of them saw the collected weapon remains in a wide tent.

The wreckage was neatly placed on a long table, categorized according to where it was found, when it was found, and the damage caused.

Ellis stood before the wreckage.

After studying for a while, he took the anti-static gloves from his companion and put them on.

Carefully hold these remains in your hands, and use cotton swabs to wipe the remaining traces of the charge on them little by little.

This is the most commonly used method for weapon traceability.

Military explosives are all standard products, but there will be slight errors due to the mix ratios of each manufacturer.

This small error can help trace the source.

After extracting all traces of explosives from the wreckage, he began to analyze the origin of the wreckage.

After careful searching, he finally found a very strange word on the wreckage.

GB/T.

Ellis copied the three English letters completely on his notebook and looked at them in trance.

Searching my memory carefully, I have never been able to match these three abbreviations with internationally famous weapons manufacturers.

After racking his brains, he came to the conclusion that this abbreviation was not the abbreviation of a weapons manufacturer.

Most likely, it is the abbreviation of the name of the rocket in front of you.

Weapon name...

GB/T……

Global Ballistic Transport.

A difficult-to-pronounce word suddenly appeared in his mind, and it could not be erased from the moment it appeared.

Global ballistic transport.

This word is an exclusive word for intercontinental missiles, and behind this word, there is a more exclusive word - Nuclear.

nuclear.

Appears on this 150mm rocket launcher.

Is that the name of this rocket launcher? Or does it mean that the manufacturer of this rocket runner has global delivery capabilities?

With doubts, he continued to search the fragments, and soon found another relatively complete fragment.

There are several words on it.

Rheinsteel!

The moment he saw these Chinese characters, an unharmonious name appeared along with the fear in his DNA, making this senior intelligence officer couldn't help but tremble.

Rheinmetall GmbH.

MD cursed, and Ellis chose to turn around and look at the remains of the 105mm rocket.

It is obviously modeled after the former Soviet Union’s PG7VR and is very well made.

Apart from the cheap looking paint on the outside, this is definitely from a world class weapons manufacturer.

Is it really that weapons manufacturer?

How did the Palestinians get in touch with this group of people?

This is the main problem.

With the direction of the investigation in hand, Ellis said goodbye directly. Now he needs to find out how the Palestinians hooked up with the weapons manufacturer as quickly as possible.

Everyone on this route must be found and killed.

His intuition told him that if he didn't find this line as soon as possible, there would be countless troubles in the future.

After sorting and packing the remains of the weapons, Ellis led the men and ran towards Tel Aviv.

time does not wait.

…………

On the other side, Lin Yu was taking Jalim through the 200mm rocket launcher manufacturing workshop.

Suddenly, without any warning, he felt his nose itchy and took two quick breaths.

He sneezed three times in a row.

Ha Qiu! Ha Qiu! Ha Qiu!

He slowly stood up, with a trace of thought on his face.

He sneezed three times in a row, which meant someone was definitely thinking about him, and it wasn't a good thing, but a way to kill him.

After thinking for a while, he still couldn't figure out who had such a big grudge against him. He shook his head, threw this idea out of his mind, turned to look at Jialim, and asked:

"What did you say just now?"

Jalim was staring at the steel pipe in front of him in a daze. Hearing this, he turned around, pointed at the words on the steel pipe, and asked back:

"Why is GB/T printed on your steel pipe, and there is a string of numbers behind it? Isn't this giving people an excuse?"

"I just want to give people an excuse." Explaining the reason for doing this, Lin Yu came to the steel pipe, pointed to the words on the steel pipe and said:

"DN200 hot-dip galvanized seamless steel pipe is the name of this steel pipe."

"Implementation standard GB/T 8163-1999, GB is the national standard, T means recommended for use. In our country, GB is the bottom line, above which more stringent professional standards can be used. "

"8163 is the number of this standard, 1999 is the time when this standard was promulgated. If the subsequent version is updated, only this time needs to be changed."

"The manufacturer is Rheinsteel Group. If you see this name on a weapon abroad... no, in other countries, and you happen to know Chinese characters and English, who would you think of?"

"Rheinmetall!" Jialim said a name that both of them were familiar with without thinking.

It's just that the other party's name is an English word, not a Chinese character.

After a little thought, Jialim also understood what Lin Yu meant.

Which weapons manufacturer would print this kind of information on the shells? Isn't it a waste of time, increasing costs, and then giving people a reason to criticize?

But this is printed here.

This is clearly telling everyone that this is a pipeline used to transport tap water or oil.

You can't even not use this!

Rubbing his fingers on the steel pipe, Jialim slowly turned his head and asked, "Can I try it?"

"Sure!" Lin Yu nodded and immediately added, "It costs extra money!"

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