Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1200: Separate
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Palmyra, two days after Zhou Qingfeng trouble.
The United States accuses Russia of indulging terrorists to attack civilians, and Russia accuses the United States of invading Syria unreasonably. The two sides are torn up at the UN Security Council, and they are bored.
On the battlefield of Palmyra, a team of investigators dispatched by the United Nations quickly came to conduct a site survey. This team of multinational personnel is facing an ancient city that has been completely destroyed, investigating the so-called war crimes.
The CIA's high-level intelligence chief Fidel mixed himself in the team by faking his identity. When he stood on the sandy ground covered with flesh and blood, the **** smell he smelled was still extremely pungent.
"A unit of the Nusra Front was massacred here. We found about a hundred bodies. Most of them were killed by heavy machine guns and a small amount were crushed by tanks." A Syrian official received the investigation team , Responsible for introducing the current situation.
It ’s ridiculous to say. This scene is similar to how China was bullied by Japan. It happened. The National League sent someone to investigate, and then it did n’t happen. Weak nations do n’t expect anyone to truly do justice for themselves.
Fidel squeezed his nose around the scene, hoping to find something. After all, the qualities and abilities of the Syrians are extremely low, and there are unavoidable omissions. It's just that there was nothing else on the scene except for scattered corpses.
"Mr. Fidel, the 'Vulture Squad' has been sent back to Turkey's base. Lieutenant Shelton has awakened and his injury is still stable." The intelligence assistant quietly stepped forward and said.
"Say something useful." Fidel's indifferent tone also represented his mood at the moment.
"Three of the six" seal "players were killed in battle and the other three were injured to varying degrees. Lieutenant Shelton said that they were engaged in a brief exchange of fire with the target's tank. The other party did not entangle with them too much and evacuated actively. .
At present, we have not been able to track the whereabouts of this tank. It can be said that the mission has failed. The only gain is a few pieces of optical camouflage, the Ministry of National Defense is organizing manpower for research. Its technical level is higher than we thought, the most special is ... "
The intelligence assistant stopped talking, and it seemed that the next words were a bit uncertain about the authenticity. Fidel hurriedly shouted: "You only need to tell the current situation, how to judge is my business."
"We found a trace of a label on the debris. It seems that the original label was torn off and replaced with a new label."
"Special operations personnel like to get something personal in their clothes. Is there anything special about the new label?"
The intelligence assistant scratched his head and said, "The new label is an ancient Chinese script called" Golden Text. "We found a linguistic expert from the National Security Agency to crack it, and it means" Exclusive to Your Captain. " "
What?
Fidel was confused. He tried hard to think about it and didn't understand what it meant. "Head of the Legion"? Who is this person?
The strangest thing is ..., ancient Chinese characters?
What does this **** situation have to do with China? Who would eat enough to do this kind of writing on an optical camouflage?
If Zhou boss was so asked, he would definitely say-I pretend that I am very cultured, get a gold label to show it, can't it?
"The man we want to deal with is nicknamed" Leader of the Legion "? Fidel thought of the hugely popular" Victor Hugo "not long ago, but he could not connect an actor with a super soldier. "But why did he use an ancient Chinese script?"
A bold guess emerged from Fidel ’s head, but he could only sigh in his heart, "It ’s not impossible if China and Russia join forces. After all, they are currently in T-45 power armor. Happy cooperation on the project. "
It's difficult, when the eagle sauce is also powerful.
It is now clear that the United States is the only one in the United States. It has overwhelming advantages in military, technology and finance over the past decades-for example, the number of aircraft carriers per capita is still very low. Whenever we talk about ‘per capita’, we all suffer. It takes a long time to catch up.
In the face of a common enemy, it is inevitable for China and Russia to join forces.
In the face of the current situation, Fidel also has a headache. Because of the power of the CIA, there is no way to openly operate in Syria. Everything must be cautious. Now that the powerful and mysterious super fighter is missing, he closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then suddenly asked: "Where is that little girl?"
Little girl? Naturally, it refers to the 'small pitiful' filmed by UAV in the action yesterday. Fidel asked subconsciously, and the intelligence assistant was also stunned. No one thought of going after the humble little girl.
"Find a way to check, maybe a breakthrough." There are not many clues Fidel can investigate at hand, only one can be counted. "No one can run around with a child casually. Our goal may be to find a place to entrust this child."
Zhou Qingfeng is too erratic, no one can figure out where he is. But a child is much easier to find. When the CIA tried to find another way, Zhou Qingfeng was also saying goodbye to ‘Little Poor’.
A small town near Damascus, a bumpy road through the hot desert. A T-72 tank was parked on the roadside, and the power armor of Valena was dropped on the tank. The Valena, who is in a hard suit, is leaning against the tank and looking at the big and small people who are going to separate.
"Little guy, my elder brother will say goodbye to you. You go with Valena sister, she promised that I will take care of you. I hope you can live a good life." Zhou Qingfeng kissed the little pitiful forehead and worked hard Appease her.
But ‘Little Poor’ was so choked that he could n’t speak. He just grabbed the Zhou Qingfeng's leg and did n’t let go, sobbing and weeping. She finally said something, but it was ‘big man, do n’t go. You are gone, I will die. ’
Hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng wants to cry a little. Before arriving in Syria, I do not know how miserable people live here. Syrian men are useless, but Syrian children are also affected.
No matter how to persuade, the little guy decided Zhou Qingfeng. Zhou Qingfeng can only break the hand that grabs her trousers legs, and the force is too small to break, and the force is too large, and she is afraid of hurting her. When the trouser legs finally pulled off slowly, ‘Little Poor’ cried out loudly, his small hand stretched out and tried to grab Zhou Qingfeng again.
"Trouble taking care of her. It is the disaster I brought to her family, and I am ashamed." Zhou Qingfeng handed ‘Little Poor’ to Valena, and his eyes were a little wet. Looking at the child desperately reaching out to him, he turned around and walked away.
Throughout the whole process, Valena has been expressionless. It doesn't matter if Valena scratches and bites on her in order to break free, she just looks at the back of Zhou Qingfeng slowly disappearing and stays for a long time.
About half an hour later, several Russian helicopters appeared from the sky. Dozens of special operations personnel jumped out of the cabin after landing, and quickly dispersed into a guard formation. One of the Russian army captains with big brimmed hats hurried to the Valena and whispered and asked, "Where is the target?"
"Run away." Valena was a little bit interested, and answered weakly.
"Why don't you stop him?" The Russian colonel continued to ask.
"I can't stop him, no one can stop him." Valena shrugged, "He even lost a lot of burden to me for less trouble."
The Russian military colonel looked at the 'small pitiful' who was still distressed, and then looked at Valena is already cold-faced, "Major Valena, I want to dismiss your position now. You must be reviewed, we suspect you have betrayed Suspect of the motherland. "
"I betrayed the motherland?" Valena's face flashed with anger, but behind her stood two soldiers in power armor. Four iron palms held her firmly and irresistibly. Struggling twice, her anger can only be turned into helpless and bitter self-deprecation and sneer.