Chapter 257 The CIA is the CIA, and the United States is the United States!
“Bang~”
The wine glass in Aguilar’s hand, the boss of the Juarez drug cartel, fell to the ground, and a Persian carpet worth tens of thousands of dollars was ruined.
This drug lord, who was a senior official of the Mexican government, was stunned!
"Stroke...?!"
His mouth was trembling a little, not because he was afraid, but because he was simply confused.
You are a drug lord, can you stop being so funny?
You should be able to participate in the election of the most aggrieved speaker.
Of course, Egypt Sadat must be shortlisted. After all, his death is indeed strange.
"Is he dead then? Who has any say in Sinaloa now?" Aguilar asked nervously. Originally, they were the ones carrying Victor's artillery fire from the front.
Don't fall down!
Oman, Oman! You are closer than my father now.
Aguilar is very panicked. Strictly speaking, he is a traitor. He was caught by the tyrant Victor. How can he be used to good effect?
It is said that Victor likes to light sky lanterns on people!
"The specific situation is not clear, but he should not be dead. Now several of Guzman's cousins are jointly talking about the matter. Arturo is also dead and was killed by them." The younger brother said next to him. .
"The gang of bastards from the Northern Governor's Palace have rushed towards Sinaloa. It won't take long, maybe..."
Aguilar took a deep breath, and his first thought was to run!
Chihuahua is right next door. Will it be too late if I don’t run?
But where can I run to?
He is permanently wanted in the United States and will be arrested as soon as he enters the country.
He frowned and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a phone call. Aguilar walked over and picked up the phone. On the other end was the equally confused Gulf Group spokesperson Abrego.
"Aguilar, do you know about Guzman?"
"I just heard about it."
"Damn it, what do you think I should do? I I will listen to you..."
Aguilar forced himself to try to calm down. He has been in the arena for so long and has never seen any big scenes. Life and death made him understand the truth. The more panicked the person, the more panicked he is. The sooner you die.
"The Sinaloa Group cannot be in chaos. We must help them stabilize internally quickly. If they disintegrate, do you think we will still have a way to survive?"
Abrego thinks about it too.
“Who are you going to help?”
“Whoever is more powerful will help. I will contact them. What we have to do is to relieve them of some pressure first, such as in Victor’s practice. Make some explosions in the control area to delay their steps. I'm afraid that Sinaloa will collapse at the first touch. We must be quick, otherwise, we can only wait to collect his corpse."
"Okay. "Leave this matter to me." Abrego agreed decisively, then hesitated, "Has the CIA contacted you?"
The whole room and air suddenly became quiet.
"Contacted..."
Just when Abrego was about to have a laugh and fool him, Aguilar said in a deep voice, "If you have time, come and see me. Phone number It’s not convenient to talk about it.”
The person in charge of the Gulf Group was startled, and soon understood that Victor was said to have a group of intelligence agents with very high-tech methods. Well said.
"Okay! I'll come find you tomorrow."
Aguilar slowly put down the phone and squinted his eyes. He was a little confused now.
Has the CIA also contacted the Gulf Group?
Are they going to incorporate Mexican drug cartels?
No way, I and others participated in blowing up the Statue of Liberty!
But then I thought about it, QTMD.
What doesn't the CIA dare to do?
Isn’t it the Statue of Liberty?
If you touch Gemini X, no one will be angry. All they want is profit.
Victor seems to have a grudge against the CIA!
Aguilar’s eyes gleamed.
…
“The CIA belongs to the United States, not the president.” CIA Director Richard James Kerr crossed his hands on his chest and said with a smile.
The word "agent" has been cancelled.
He looked at his confidant Ralph Feldman in front of him, "What do you think of Victor?"
"A very successful speaker..."
"No, no, no!" Richard James Kerr shook his head, "He reminds me of an old friend from Germany. They are equally motivated and working hard to change their country."
"If he is really allowed to complete the de-narcotics trade in Mexico, how do you think a person with such ambition will face the United States?"
The confidant hesitated for a moment, "But Victor's performance in any scene Everything seems to be close to the United States."
"A dog will wag his tail when he wants to get the bone in his master's hand." Richard James Kerr took the cigarette from the table.
Camel brand!
It's an old brand, and it's a bit sexy to smoke.
He lit one for himself and continued, "But if the bones in the owner's hands are gone, he will bite."
"Every kitten will grow up, They all look harmless at first, young, quiet, licking milk from a shallow dish, but once their claws grow, cats will scratch people, sometimes even the hands of cat owners, and for those of us climbing up the food chain For the top humans."
"You must not be merciful, there is only one rule, if you are not a hunter, you are the prey."
"You must not let Victor continue to grow."
Richard James Kerr exhaled, "He is obedient on the surface..."
Hehe...
You are really good at reading people.
He is worthy of being the boss of the CIA.
The intelligence leader has received a higher education and has been fighting with others on the hidden front for a long time. What kind of people has he not seen?
Victor's power makes him feel terrible!
That Mexican is so inflammatory.
"Then do we still support Victor in fighting drug dealers?" His confidant Ralph Feldman has a hooked nose and does not look like a good person.
"Is this a conflict?"
Richard James Kerr smiled and spread his hands, "Cracking down on drug dealers is an obligation to the American people. Mr. President is doing it for votes, but he I don’t want a powerful neighbor to appear during my term. The pain belongs to the people, and what politicians need is reality.”
It’s funny to say that there are only two grassroots counterattack contestants among the old and American talkers in the past. There is Lincoln, the country man and woodcutter in the north, and Jimmy Carter, the farm peanut boy in the south. The others?
It’s just nepotism.
The descendants of the Bush family will definitely enter the White House, and of course they do not want a powerful "tenant" to appear next door.
In the United States, only the elite has the right to rule since ancient times.
People?
Sooner or later there will be internal strife!
"Is this what you mean too?" Ralph Feldman asked.
But faced with such a question, it seemed that the simple question was easy to answer, but Richard James Kerr paused.
Looking at Ralph Feld, he said three shocking words.
"Is it important?"
Ralph Feld looked at the other party with wide eyes and murmured.
Yes, to the CIA, does it matter whether the President knows or not?
That is to say, Bush Sr. served as the director of the CIA, and he has a natural affinity with it, which makes many people think that the CIA is a relative of the emperor, but they do not know...
The CIA wants to be the emperor!
There are many things that the president cannot decide, but the CIA can, for example, certain disobedient "dogs."
If a lot of information about this dirty organization is dug out, the whole world will be shaken.
Then...
How did Kennedy die?
A dignified talker was killed by a retired soldier named Lee Harvey Oswald? Then he was killed by a nightclub owner two days later.
Would the CIA know?
It definitely knows!
Even!
The CIA murdered JFK!
Rumble~
Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the sky, a bolt of lightning struck from the blue, and exploded outside the glass behind Richard James Kerr.
He picked up the coffee and took a sip. He liked this feeling.
Take power!
"Give Juarez and the Gulf Group more help, and..." Richard James Kerr looked at his confidants, "Find Guzman as soon as possible, I’m not happy that he’s alive!”
Surprisingly, the CIA is responsible for the armed seizure of power by that dwarf cousin.
“I understand.”
Richard James Kerr looked outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. People hiding from the rain below ran into the room in panic, like ants.
The CIA has never failed to get rid of someone!
Of course... except the FBI.
The last speaker, Webster, was accidentally killed. This loss of face was so great that he must get it back.
Public and private…
Victor is a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh!
…
Latvia. At this time it was still part of the Soviet Union.
In the capital Riga.
In an abandoned stone house in the wilderness.
Best, the president of "Hope" Company, looked embarrassed and huddled in the corner, shivering because of the cold.
Reciting vigorously in his mouth.
"Victor...bless! Victor bless!"
He ran here from the Soviet Union with great difficulty, and his bodyguard is dead!
TMDB!
Those bastards of the KGB are fishing for law enforcement. The bill of lading for uranium 235 is real. Although the Soviet general who made the transaction was surprised why he changed people, the bill was real, so he agreed to the transaction. Just after the transaction was completed, Then the KGB rushed in.
Good guy!
The Soviet general was indeed drunk and a little drunk.
Take the guards and fight the KGB directly!
Best took advantage of this opportunity and ran away, and of course such a warrior had to burp his butt.
On the way to escape, the bodyguard was killed.
Best himself was not feeling well. Although he was not injured, he was hungry and felt very uncomfortable.
Run all the way to the Baltic Sea.
It’s so cold.
Bang bang bang...
The sudden knock on the door made Best tense up, his pupils shrank, and he held his breath.
This place is so remote, how can anyone be there?
He roared and rolled his head, with a little fear in his pupils. Nonsense, who is not afraid of this? When caught by the KGB, do you surrender or surrender?
Pap~
There was a very clear sound of unlocking the door, but it was like an explosion in Best's ears. A beam of light shone over and hit his face.
Just when he was about to raise his hands to surrender, a rough voice came from his ear, "Mr. Best?"
He raised his head and saw a card full of The man with a beard and sinister eyes looked at him. The man was wearing a body armor and loose combat pants.
Behind him stood five or six men, standing at the door in a tacit understanding and guarding the outside.
"I am the Omo A team of the Mexican Ministry of Information. I have been ordered to take you home. My name is Khalid Bascabiru, nickname: Grimace!" The man wanted to smile, But it's so ugly.
There are really wrong names and no wrong nicknames.
Mexican?
Best couldn't help but grab the other person's arm, "You are finally here, finally here!"
"Governor Victor will not give up on anyone, let's go, leave first Soviet Union." Khalid Baskabiru helped him up.
Best’s legs were a bit stiff from the cold, and he looked unlucky.
Khalid frowned and immediately picked up the other person.
"Hey, hey, hey! Put me down!" Best shouted with his face turning red.
"You are walking too slowly, sir." Khalid Baskabiru said in a muffled voice, carrying the other party and walking out the door.
Best also saw several Toyota Land Cruisers parked outside, and four or five men looking around warily.
Khalid pulled a Toyota Land Cruiser and threw him in. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw a group of tail fins coming out of the woods next to him!
"R!!P!!!"
One of the team members had not finished shouting, and he threw himself to the side with a ferocious expression. The rocket directly hit an off-road vehicle and blew it up. It stood up, and when it fell to the ground again, it turned into a fireball.
The two members of Omo A team who were unable to dodge were directly taken away by the shock wave.
“Retreat!” Khalid Baskabiru calmly pressed the headset and gave the order.
The pursuers came and had no choice but to run away.
The team members sat on the driver's seat and kicked the accelerator to the floor. The tires splashed mud on the ground, and they stuck out their heads and said, "Get in the car!"
The remaining people got in the car, leaving the door open, facing the woods. Just sweep.
The Toyota Land Cruiser rushed towards the distance.
Three white Land Rover-Ladaniva vehicles also rushed out from the woods and gave chase.
There were armed men wearing balaclavas sitting inside, holding AK74s and looking deeply into their eyes.
No armband.
But it's either the "Signal Flag" (Вымпел) or the "Alfa Group (Группа" Альфа").
But there is a high probability that it is the former. They have to wait until 1991 because of a major event, and they were Before being transferred to the "counterintelligence department", they were responsible for external special operations.
In the war in Afghanistan, they were everywhere.
In the millennium, It had been established for 20 years at that time, and the "Signal Flag" had only lost four people. One person died in Kandahar, Afghanistan during the Soviet period, one person died when abandoning Grozny in 1996, and the remaining two people were killed in the past two years. Chechnya.
In Chechnya, "Signal Flag" achieved brilliant results: they killed the brutal murderers Balayev and Abu Omar, and captured Raduev, one of the bandit leaders, alive.
Of course, this time they are here to deal with Best.
They adhere to the country’s bottom line!
But due to political reasons, they dare not act openly in Latvia...
"Sit in the front!" Khalid Baskabiru said to the man holding his head. Best shouted, and the other person swallowed and crawled towards the co-pilot.
Khalid punched the glass behind the Land Cruiser repeatedly, breaking the glass, then pointed the gun at them and fired.
The bullets hit the Land Rover-Ladaniva. The KGB who was driving was really ruthless and not timid at all. With his teammates shouting "Ula!", he overtook Khalid's car from the side.
The member of Omo Team A who was driving was also a ruthless person. When he saw the opponent approaching, he turned the steering wheel and hit him. The front end hit the tire of the Land Rover next to him and was knocked down by the opponent. He hit the roadside and rolled several times on the ground.
"Long live Victor!" the team members shouted excitedly, honking the horn hard.
Land Cruiser VS Land Rover-Ladaniva, the former wins.
The KGB members who were chasing behind hesitated for a while. Finally, the commander reluctantly gave up the pursuit and issued an order to rescue the wounded because the noise was too loud. If this continued, the Latvian government would have to protest.
The Land Rover-Ladaniva rolled several times and was dented. There were four people sitting in it, and they were all crushed to death.
“Твоюмать!” The commander cursed angrily. When had they ever suffered such a loss?
“This is definitely American!”
“Damn bastard!”
Looking at the disappeared Land Cruiser, he could only curse a few words and leave with the body.
About forty minutes after they left, the Latvian troops arrived belatedly. They looked at the Land Rover and then at the bullet holes on it...
A gun battle actually occurred here. !
"Battal Commander, I seem to remember that the KGB branch here uses this car. This...should be theirs. Look, there is Russian on it." A captain pointed to the plaque.
It is engraved with the Russian word "Loyalty!"
The battalion commander who led the team felt heavy-headed and shook his head, "This is beyond our control. Call the superiors."
This is not something he can interfere with.
Khalid Baskabiru and others did not enter Riga, but walked along the periphery.
The freighter has been found and will go directly to Mexico.
"Mr. Best, look, are the things still there?" He shouted to the co-pilot. The former quickly opened the briefcase and saw a bottle inside, intact and long. Take a breath.
This thing can't be broken.
If the special bottle is broken, the content inside is enough to kill anyone nearby.
Perhaps uranium-238 is not as valuable as uranium-235, but it is also a nuclear material and can be used for research in many aspects. Its radioactivity is very strong.
Do you still remember the "toy" Gilbert Uranium-238 Atomic Energy Laboratory sold by Gilbert Company, the world's largest toy manufacturer?
The set contains real radioactive elements, such as lead 210, polonium 210, ruthenium 106 and zinc 65. This set of toys is enough to be used in assassinations. The polonium 210 in the set is an extremely radioactive radioactive element. Toxic substances, less than 0.1 micrograms are enough to kill an adult.
There are also four uranium ores in glass bottles. If one of the bottles is accidentally broken, the entire house and yard will be severely contaminated.
Anyway...
That's right.
"Thank God." Best breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you Victor!"
He looked at Khalid Baskabiru in a good mood, "Thank you too."< br>
"This is what should be done."
"However, we haven't left the Baltic Sea yet. I will treat you to dinner when we return to Tijuana."
"Is there any Australian lobster?" A team member asked, looking at him eagerly.
“Of course! Enough!”
The other party grinned happily.
Khalid Baskabiru took a deep breath, but he felt that the road home was still long.
KGB will not let them go easily!
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(End of this chapter)