Chapter 1060 A bad premonition
Well, actually, this North Simidah named Lin Zheling looks just like that, with a small nose and small eyes. Jack can’t remember which drama he saw in his previous life. The role played by this original actor.
But no matter what, this is indeed a familiar face, and the name is somewhat familiar now, and it seems that someone has mentioned it to me.
After reminiscing for a long time, Jack remembered that he had heard Lin Yoona - crossed out - Jiang Zhentai's sister-in-law Pu Minrong mention something about a sweetheart who was blocked because of family and country issues.
Jack wanted to laugh when he thought of Jiang Zhentai's sad face in those days. In fact, this guy was quite happy. Although his life was tight, at least he had a beautiful and contented wife and an interesting sister-in-law.
Of course, the most important thing is that he gave birth to a lovely daughter who did not inherit the ugly face at all.
There is a saying that although the two Smectas in the north and the south are separated by more than half a world, they are brothers, and the urine of the boss and the boss are exactly the same.
When facing the FBI, Lin Zheling's attitude reminded Jack of the prosecutor named Jin Junhao whom he had dealt with in Korea. He had a kind of pretentious arrogance.
Whether it was his identity in the past life or this life, Jack could look down on the other person with a condescending attitude. He would not be angry because of this attitude, but he would not take the initiative to talk to the other person.
The two were sent to the federal prison on official business. Jack sat in the listening room next to the reception room, preparing to translate for Jubal, who was traveling with him.
The defector named Zhang Mingjun has not said a word since he was imprisoned. Since Lin Zheling insisted on meeting him first to prove his identity, the FBI naturally wanted to hear what they could talk about.
"Are they communicating with their minds?" Jubal moved his butt impatiently. Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and the two people in the room stared at each other across a table. They looked at each other for five minutes, but never said a word.
Finally Lin Zheling spoke first, "Beyond the kindness of the general and the country to become a drug dealer, wouldn't you be ashamed when you see your former comrades again?"
Ah, it has begun, it has begun. , he is worthy of being a subordinate of the loan shark general. When he comes up, his kindness is still unfinished.
"Wow, they were actually colleagues in the past. Jack, do you think Zhang Mingjun will be shot after being escorted back?" After listening to Jack's instant translation, Jubal rarely started to gossip.
North Smecta is a mysterious country for Americans. Although they are unwilling to admit it, most Americans who know a little bit of history are somewhat grudges about this place.
"The artillery attack was invented by the British. Although they are still our opponents now, there is no need to underestimate them. Maybe in the eyes of these people we are still scalping barbarians." Jack told the truth. .
If we have to distinguish between high and low, as far as the country as a whole is concerned, the north is at least better than the trash in the south. The feudal dynasty is better than the semi-colony no matter what.
Zhang Mingjun's appearance is not much different from when he was arrested by Jack a few months ago. He has a mustache on his lips, his hair is half-length and almost covers his eyes, and his whole temperament is extremely gloomy. .
There was a touch of ridicule on his face. Lin Zheling's words seemed to be a joke to him, and even the man himself was a joke.
"I heard that your woman died in front of you? What did you do at that time? Let me tell you, this is worthy of shame."
As if he heard something interesting, Jack couldn't help but Sit up straight and wait for the rest.
"What are you talking about? The criminal who killed Lieutenant Colonel Lin's wife has been brought to justice by his own hands." Before Lin Zheling could answer, the middle-aged man who was traveling with him slapped the table.
"Okay, Lieutenant Park, there is no need to explain anything to such a traitor. When he returns to the country, what awaits him will be a just judgment from the people." Lin Zheling calmly reassured his companions, but from Jack and From Jubal's angle, you can see that his hands under the table have been clenched into fists.
After that, the two sides fell into a silent confrontation again. Perhaps because he guessed that someone would be listening next door, Lin Zheling had no idea of further communication with Zhang Mingjun.
At this time, the door of the prison reception room was opened unceremoniously, and Jon Michaels, director of the international department, walked quickly into the room with a sullen face.
"According to the request of the head of your delegation, the extradition process will be shortened as much as possible, and your departure time has been advanced to tomorrow morning."
Jack and Jubal, who were sitting next door, looked at each other. At one glance, they all frowned.
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"I don't really like this kind of action that is planned a week or two in advance, only to suddenly change when things happen. This means that there is something wrong with the plan itself." Clay moved two heavy weapon boxes onto Saboban.
Aubrey also curled his lips and echoed, "In my opinion, this usually means a bad sign."
"Prepare enough equipment and ammunition, bring a few more Prepare spare communicators, satellite phones, and unnumbered firearms," Jack said helplessly.
Although he knew that this mission would not be easy after seeing Lin Zheling's face, Bombardier was already parked in the hangar at JFK Airport, so it was impossible to refuse this trip to South Korea. , so we can only do our best to make preparations.
Fortunately, we are going to South Korea this time. If something happens, we will no longer worry about the bullshit. When it is time to use heavy firepower, just use heavy firepower.
The modified Bombardier, like the BAU team's Gulfstream, had a specialized weapons arsenal modified, and Jack planned to simply fill it all at once.
When he went to Hawaii for vacation, he helped NCIS. The Navy also imitated the Joint Special Operations Command and sent a batch of special operations equipment and weapons to the wanted criminal team as a thank you.
Jubal allocated some to the SWAT team under the New York office, but the remaining ones still kept their equipment warehouses full, and they just happened to be stored on the plane in batches.
Holding a laptop, Alice walked into the underground parking lot and saw several men busy and sweating, and couldn't help but whistle.
Because they were afraid of getting their clothes stained by gun oil and the like, and because the heating was turned on a little too much, the men only wore vests while working. Now even Jubal had lost his beer belly because of Jack’s training.
The macho man's muscles and vest made the atmosphere a little anxious for a moment.
"Hannah and Jiejie have just returned from the airport. The hangar security cameras and the like have been installed. These are the background check information of the ground crew mechanics and the two pilots.
Me I have confirmed that they are all government employees with clean backgrounds who have been employed for more than ten years, and their financial status is not a problem."
Alice handed Jack a pile of information tucked under the computer and asked somewhat suspiciously. , "Is it really necessary to be so cautious? Last time we went to South Korea, we felt that the security there was quite good."
"Who knows? Their neighbors to the north are quite crazy. Maybe there will be a war as soon as our plane lands. "It broke out." Aubrey, like Jubal, or most Americans, have a certain "prejudice" against that closed country.
After all, Hollywood blockbusters usually don't dare to list Dongda as a hostile force because of box office considerations, so Beismida became the best scapegoat.
Jack also watched an action movie in his previous life, which told the story of the Northern Smecta army invading the United States and being defeated by a few small town youths through guerrilla warfare. It was quite magical
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