Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Morning, in the villa on the seaside, Nhava Sheva Port, Mumbai.

Du Weiguo leaned on the sofa in the living room, holding a local Trichinopoli cigar in his hand and exhaling the smoke slowly.

"Thank you for your hard work. Tell me, what did you find out?"

Seeing the people from the Brotherhood in charge of the interrogation coming up, Du Weiguo asked softly. His voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was still calm.

After another sleepless night, Du Weiguo's eyes were slightly bloodshot. In fact, at this moment he was far from being as calm as he appeared, and he was very anxious.

To describe it in one word: worried and burning.

You know, the threat Du Weiguo is facing now is the Big Pineapple. Needless to say, the power of this thing is enough to destroy the world.

The most terrifying thing is that this big pineapple is now in the hands of a group of lawless lunatics.

Du Weiguo was very sure that in order to get rid of this mortal enemy of his, as long as he found the right opportunity, the crazy Leonard would detonate it without hesitation, even if it meant they would die together.

He himself possesses the magical skill of teleportation, so he can protect himself, but the people around him and the innocent people wherever he is will be affected and turned into ashes in an instant.

  How could he not be anxious in this situation?

However, after experiencing so many life and death situations, Du Weiguo finally developed a bit of "spirit", and whenever something big happened, he would always have the spirit of calmness.

"Mr. Wesley, we can now confirm the following things~~"

The one who responded was Falcon, a dual-attribute ability user under the Brotherhood.

At this moment, this sturdy young man exuded a chilling aura and a lingering strong smell of blood, and his eyes were a little red.

Falcon has a very close relationship with Lu Yan. He is a Persian orphan who started wandering the streets at a very young age.

More than a decade ago, in Istanbul, when the hunting falcon had not yet awakened its abilities, it fought a group of street thugs just for a few liras of change.

He was only in his teens at the time, and because of long-term malnutrition and short stature, he was beaten badly.

But this falcon had a natural ruthlessness in his bones. Even though he was no longer in human form, he still resisted like a wild beast by ramming his head and biting with his teeth.

At that time, Lu Yan happened to pass by. Seeing that he was a good candidate, he killed a few thugs and saved him.

In the end, he was brought back to the brotherhood, allowing him to gain a new life. The nickname of Falcon was given to him by Lu Yan himself.

Therefore, in Lie Falcon's heart, Lu Yan is both a teacher and a friend, and he also plays the role of a benefactor and a father.

This time, Lu Yan was not only seriously injured and nearly died, but his face was also disfigured.

The falcon was upset and went completely berserk. He had basically carried out the interrogation himself.

After the interrogation, he cut the throats of everyone one by one without hesitation and killed them in an extremely cruel way.

There were 39 people in total, and even the Indian cook who was only responsible for cooking was not spared.

It must be said that these agents in the CIA's Mumbai office are actually a bit innocent.

Although this office is under the jurisdiction of Reynard, it is not his base. The headquarters of the third branch he is in charge of is in Hanoi.

Moreover, these detectives in Mumbai were not his confidants and did not know the details of the entire incident.

Even most of them didn't know that Du Weiguo was now in India, let alone that Leonard was at war with him.

However, after hellish torture, Falcon still managed to extract some useful information from them and pieced together a fairly clear clue.

First of all, nine days ago, Reynald did send his trusted men from the port of Navasheva to secretly sail out to sea at night.

Before dawn the next day, a mysterious cargo box was transported back, but the box later disappeared. Now it seems that it contained a fuel-air bomb.

Secondly, yesterday evening, when it was just getting dark, Du Weiguo and the Brotherhood met up on the outskirts of the city.

Reynard himself appeared near the port, and he also used a spy who had been lurking for many years, a local human trafficker in Mumbai.

Once again, the snakehead was caught by Falcon and his team overnight.

Under Miki, he confessed honestly and did help Leonard arrange an emergency speedboat, and then helped him contact a Catalina seaplane for relay at sea.

This old seaplane, which was eliminated during World War II, has a maximum range of only 500 kilometers. It has not yet returned to Mumbai, and both the people and the plane have disappeared.

From the above points, at least two things can be determined.

The mastermind who had been secretly helping Marsal cover his tracks and arrange escape routes, including using a fuel-air bomb to blow him up.

It is Leonard, the director of the CIA's Third Bureau. This is proven, there is no way around it.

In addition, through the maximum range of this Catalina seaplane, we can roughly confirm the approximate area where Reynald, Marsal and his party are currently located.

"Gibson, map!"

Du Weiguo came to life, smashed his cigarette butt and stood up.

"clear."

Gibson was very efficient. In just a few minutes, he went and came back in a hurry.

Then he deftly unfolded a huge, military-grade map of the West Asia region and spread it on the floor.

Seeing this oversized map that covered half of the living room, Du Weiguo's pupils couldn't help but shrink and he frowned subconsciously.

This map is so detailed that there is no need to elaborate on obvious features such as mountains, rivers, and seas. The altitude, width, length, and depth are all clearly marked.

Furthermore, cities, towns, villages, docks, landmark buildings, military camps, highways, and even dirt roads and forest paths are clearly mapped.

It is no exaggeration to say that the accuracy of this hand-drawn map is comparable to that of later satellite zoom maps, and every detail is clearly visible.

This regional map of West Asia includes India, Pakistan, Nepal, Bangladesh, most of the Middle East, and even a small part of East Africa.

It is easy to guess that there must be a precise map that covers the entire territory of the Eastern Dragon.

They have even drawn detailed maps of the entire world.

It is no wonder that the Eastern Dragon is trying every possible way to develop the two bombs and one satellite during such a special and difficult period.

We have to do this, otherwise we will be like a blind man, allowing the enemy to spy on us.

Du Weiguo was secretly shocked. As the saying goes, a small detail can reveal a big picture. This map alone was enough to pour cold water on his increasingly arrogant ambitions.

Damn it, I underestimated the heroes of the world. I am still so far behind them!

This map was obviously drawn after comparing military satellite photos with field surveys. It reflects strong scientific and technological capabilities and industrial levels. This is aerospace.

It is now 1968. Citigroup and Russia have already achieved moon landing and high-precision satellite mapping, and micro-fission technology is advancing with each passing day.

And what about Du Weiguo? Yesterday he was still very happy about having built two automatic firearms for Guyana, but in fact, he doesn't even have the ability to build a car independently.

It can be predicted that as long as anything happens to him, all the territories under his actual control will almost immediately suffer a devastating precision attack.

It is even very likely that Citi and the Russian Bear will engage in a tacit mixed doubles game, and those with extraordinary abilities will be nothing under such an intense attack!

No, once things calm down, I will also launch two satellites into space, Du Weiguo secretly made up his mind.

Gibson did not notice Du Weiguo's distraction. He quickly calculated the proportions and used a compass to draw a circle with the coordinates of the abandoned speedboat as the origin and a radius of 500 kilometers.

"Sir, we are now assuming that Reynard and his men escaped last night on this Catalina seaplane.

Then, their landing point must be within the range of this circle. In addition, I can also be sure that they are definitely not in Tianzhu now."

Hearing his conclusion, Du Weiguo suppressed his complicated thoughts and lowered his gaze to the circle he drew.

Gibson was definitely a capable and competent person, and he had done a very good job in the preliminary work. In this circle, all the target points were marked with red pencils by him. Excluding India, the only land areas left were the coastal areas of Pakistan and Oman.

It's clear at a glance.

Pakistan is now highly xenophobic, and is particularly unwelcome to all white people except the Russians. In addition, the coastal areas are covered with air defense radars and anti-aircraft artillery matrices, and there is even a Russian fleet stationed and patrolling in the Bay of Karachi.

Therefore, no matter how brave Reynard and his men were, they would never dare to risk being shot down and land on the coast of Pakistan.

Then, the only option for their landing location was the coast of Oman.

"Gibson!"

As soon as Du Weiguo called out his name, Gibson immediately understood and said in a deep voice:

"Boss, I just contacted Natasha. They have informed the Pakistani authorities and blocked the entire coastline. They are currently organizing a domestic investigation.

As for Oman, the 7th Fleet of the Russian Bear dispatched a Marine battalion to Muscat, and cooperated with the local garrison and police to impose martial law in the entire city, and the passage to the north has been completely blocked. "

Gibson's response was perfect, and the new brother Nikonov did not disappoint Du Weiguo. He really helped when there was something going on.

"What about south of Muscat?"

But at this moment Du Weiguo was extremely anxious and had no sense of complacency at all. He frowned and asked.

  Gibson replied almost without thinking:

"Sir, Oman is now a loosely federal country. The order south of Muscat is chaotic, with warlords and factions everywhere. The government's control is almost zero, and riots occur from time to time~~"

In later times, Oman was one of the few peaceful oases in the Middle East, but that is not the case now. It is in chaos and government orders can hardly leave the capital, Muscat.

Gibson didn't say everything, but Du Weiguo understood that no one could do anything in such a chaotic place.

He raised his hand to show that he understood, and then said nothing, staring at the circle on the map with a frown.

Oman is surrounded by the sea on three sides. To the north, east and south, it is surrounded by the Indian Ocean. To the northwest is the endless desert, and to the west is the even more chaotic Yemen.

If I were Leonard and the others, what would I do next? Du Weiguo put himself in the other party's perspective and thought from their perspective.

Now, both sea and air routes are blocked, and the only way to escape is by land.

Moving northwest, even if they successfully crossed nearly a thousand kilometers of desert and uninhabited areas and reached the Mediterranean coast, it was also blocked by Citigroup's warships and there was still no way to go.

To the west, although the territory of Yemen is in chaos, it is nothing to powerful people like Masar.

Moreover, by crossing a distance of more than 400 kilometers, you can reach the Bab el-Mandeb Strait, which is the narrowest strait in the entire Indian Ocean and also connects to another continent.

The primitive jungle of Africa is vast and sparsely populated, making it an ideal hiding place.

"call out!"

A sharp and murderous light flashed by, and an evil shuttle was suddenly nailed into the circle on the map.

"Here! Gibson, arrange a plane immediately and take me here!"

The place where the evil shuttle was nailed was called Machina, an unknown small town.

This place is the only city where the two countries of Yemen and Oman border each other by land. The rest of the place is either dense forest or desert.

Du Weiguo had also heard about Leonard's poor physical condition.

This guy had been seriously injured before and almost died. After barely surviving, he was so weak that he needed to rely on an oxygen tank to survive every day.

With his poor physique that could kill him at any time, there was no way he could cross the harsh jungle and desert on foot. Even if someone carried him on their backs, he couldn't bear it and could only travel by car.

So, if they wanted to escape to Africa, Machinna was the only way they had to pass through.

"Buzz~"

Gibson was a man of action and decisive action. Just three hours later, he arrived at the border town of Machinar, more than 3 kilometers away from Mumbai.

Two murderous, latest-model Lynx armed helicopters came flying from the horizon, stopped at the edge of the city, and began to hover in the air about 20 meters above the ground to stabilize their position.

There is no way to land.

This damn place is extremely dilapidated. There is not even a complete asphalt road in the entire city, let alone a flat tarmac.

Due to historical issues, the small border town of Machinna is also a lawless place and is known as the bloody place.

There are many armed groups entrenched in the city, and multiple gun battles and bloody conflicts break out almost every day, and other crimes are countless.

There are basically no good people still living in the city. Every one of them is like a beast, violent and unruly.

Saw two extremely rare helicopters armed to the teeth.

These thugs did not show any fear. Instead, they rushed forward excitedly and approached madly like hyenas seeing blood.

They travel in a variety of ways, including old trucks, motorcycles, jeeps, bicycles, tricycles, and even ox carts, but most of them just rely on their own two legs and run.

The weapons in the hands of these thugs are also eye-opening.

There were brand new M4 rifles, AK rifles, old Lee-Enfield rifles, Mosin-Nagant rifles, and even many people were carrying rusty machetes and muskets.

The way these guys advanced was equally disorganized. It was obvious that they had not received any professional training, and they had no formation at all.

They just ran wildly without caring about anything, and even hostile forces of different affiliations collided with each other unexpectedly and started fighting on the spot.

Looking down from the helicopter, they looked like countless headless flies.

These guys fully embody the word: mob.

However, this group of desperadoes also have their merits. They are really brave, fast enough, and fearless of death.

The city was small enough. Within a few minutes, the fastest thugs living on the outskirts of the city had rushed to within a few hundred meters of the helicopter.

Even with Du Weiguo's extraordinary eyesight, he could clearly see the ferocious and cruel expressions on their faces, as well as their dirty yellow teeth.

"Bang, bang, tower, tower~"

Several hundred meters away, some impatient ones had already started pulling the trigger, and all kinds of gunfire exploded, just like the New Year's Day.

These thugs' shooting skills are generally very poor, and their weapons are also lousy. Some of the old guns have their rifling worn out. Even at a distance of hundreds of meters, no one knows where the bullets are going.

  However, Du Weiguo was still successfully angered by this group of brainless thugs, and ordered in a stern tone:

"Full fire, beat these damn bastards to death!"

"Yes!"

The plane that Du Weiguo was on was piloted by Gibson himself. After receiving the order, he turned on the weapon control button at hand without hesitation and shouted in the communicator:

"Target the thugs in front, Wasp rockets, focus fire on the left side, 3, 2, 1, fire!"

"Shhhhhh!"

As the countdown reached zero, a soul-stirring whistle suddenly sounded, and countless rockets, trailing white smoke, flew straight forward.

The main weapon on the Lynx attack helicopter is the Wasp rocket. It sounds unknown, but it is actually very sharp. It is considered to be the most powerful low-altitude air-to-ground weapon at present, without a doubt.

This thing was used as a reference by Apache more than ten years later to develop the Hydra-70 rocket, also known as the famous Hellfire.

A Lynx, with 16 rockets on each side.

In 2 seconds, the two Lynxes simultaneously emptied their ammunition canisters on the left, and 32 rockets directly turned the area 500 meters away into a sea of ​​​​purgatory. (End of this chapter)