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

Chapter 1162 The World is in Your Pocket

March 1968, 3 was the Spring Equinox in the 20 Chinese solar terms, when day and night were equal and all things began to sprout.

Persian Gulf, capital of Oman, Port of Muscat.

The three-story side hall in the southeast corner of the Sultan's Palace located on the hillside of Hajar Mountain.

This is the highest point in the city. Standing on the terrace, you can overlook the entire city and even the Port of Muscat.

With Du Weiguo's extraordinary vision, he can even monitor most of the Persian Gulf, from the Gulf of Oman to the Strait of Hormuz.

Even the seabed could not escape his surveillance, and this part could not be relied upon with his naked eyes.

The little transparent Rhodes finally reunited, and with him also arrived Du Weiguo's newly launched Kunpeng He-powered submarine.

This boat is equipped with the latest model of underwater sonar radar from the Kurchatov Institute of Russia, with an effective detection range of up to 180 kilometers, enough to cover the entire Gulf of Oman.

Rhodes, who combined man and boat, was personally controlling the operation. Even if a big fish swam by on the seabed, it would probably not escape his scanning.

In addition, the maritime blockades in the Gulf of Oman, the Persian Gulf, the entire Arabian Sea, and even the Rhodes Strait and the Red Sea have not been lifted.

The Soviet Union's reorganized 7th Fleet, with 46 warships of various sizes, has been patrolling the water.

Not only that, the combined fleets of the Mediterranean, Citigroup and England also deployed tight defenses along the coast, and even dispatched two aircraft carriers.

Countless warships were cruising and patrolling on the sea like patrolling yakshas, ​​maintaining a posture of strict defense.

The current situation is no longer just because of Du Weiguo's favor and personal grudge.

Instead, it involves a pineapple that can explode at any time and has an equivalent of 25 tons of TNT.

Of course, it also concerns England’s reputation. Today, the British Empire can barely maintain the dignity of the world’s third most powerful country.

It is not like the later generations, which have completely lost their shame and directly declared bankruptcy. They can't even be troublemakers and have become the worst of the worst.

In addition, there is the butterfly effect caused by this guy Du Weiguo.

This was the first remote cooperation between Citigroup and the Russian Bear during the Cold War. Although it was forced, the effect was unexpectedly good.

One in the south and one in the north, they firmly locked down the entire Middle East region.

The "oil tank" was blocked, causing global oil prices to soar, but the two superpowers each have their own exclusive oil transportation routes.

Not only did they recover their military spending, but they also made a fortune. The two superpowers tasted the sweetness at the same time and now they can't stop.

Du Weiguo was also happy to see this happen. Anyway, China no longer needed to import crude oil, so they could do whatever they wanted.

Moreover, these evil spirits like Masar have not been brought to justice yet and are now trapped in a blockade. The longer the blockade lasts, the greater the chance that they will show up.

However, Du Weiguo has indeed been a bit slack recently. To put it in a more fashionable way, he can no longer roll up his sleeves and just wants to lie down and play badly.

"Boss! You are so arrogant now. We thought you must be very successful, but we never thought you could be so arrogant!

Fuck! The Sultan bows and scrapes to you, even the bears and the Citibank have to obey you, you are the master of the earth now!"

The one who calls Du Weiguo the boss and speaks so loudly is of course the funny guy Gousheng (Chen Jiansheng).

After all, he was young and in good physical condition, and most importantly, he was carefree. After being rescued, he recovered after a few days of rest with good food and drink.

Of course Du Weiguo did not kill Insighter Nim, not only because he held the lives of Lao Lei and Gousheng in his hands.

They were in a hostile relationship before, each serving his own master, so naturally they had to use all means possible, and he could understand that.

Nim is a very powerful guy, even better than Gibson and Sergei, a ceiling-level agent.

With his own efforts and familiarity with the CIA's rules of operation, he was able to find and rescue Lao Lei and others. He is definitely a rare talent.

Moreover, he is now in a state of being ownerless, and Du Weiguo, who values ​​talent, will certainly not let him go in vain.

At this moment, Gousheng was holding an authentic Cohiba cigar and puffing smoke, his eyes shining and his saliva flying.

As for Lei Qianjun, he was also there, but he had been shot before and had not fully recovered yet. He looked unhappy and listless, leaning on the sofa.

However, his eyes showed agreement, and it was obvious that he agreed with Gousheng's statement.

Du Weiguo rolled his eyes at Gousheng and angrily scolded:

"What the hell is Lord of the Earth? Gousheng, stop talking nonsense. I am now an unwitting executioner, and my reputation has become so bad that it has spread all over the place."

"What executioner? Who the hell said that? I'll tear his mouth apart!"

Upon hearing this, Gousheng suddenly came to his senses and stood up abruptly, almost jumping three feet high.

Du Weiguo's tone was somewhat disappointed: "Whoever said this is right, my hands are indeed covered in blood."

  Gousheng shook his head like a rattle:

"No, no, boss, don't be so modest. We have heard in the city that you killed the second-in-command of the CIA, the dictator Suato, and the president of the Senate!"

His level was limited, so the information he heard was naturally limited. However, when he got to this point, Gousheng's face flushed with excitement:

"Boss, you don't know that when we heard the news, we all secretly drank and celebrated at home.

When we got drunk, we hugged each other and cried loudly. In my heart, Chen Jiansheng, you are the number one hero! I love you so much!"

Gousheng's sincere feelings made Du Weiguo feel warm in his heart. He had not seen such mindless support for a long time.

"Boss, what you have done is really inspiring. In fact, Chief Hu often mentions you in private. He said that if it weren't for you, our Special Service Division would have collapsed long ago. Now the domestic~~"

  Lei Qianjun also stood up and added, but was interrupted by Du Weiguo raising his hand. (No way, I dare not write even one more word.)

"Okay, stop talking about this. Lao Lei, tell me, do you still want to go back?"

Without waiting for Lao Lei to answer, Gou Sheng said anxiously:

"I'm not going back. I'm also a big brother. If I eat well, my whole family will not be hungry. Boss, I'll be with you from now on! Don't chase me away!"

Gousheng is indeed an orphan. Both his parents are gone and he only has an uncle at home. To round it off, he has no connections.

"Boss, what about those national treasures?"

In fact, Lei Qianjun is also an old bachelor, but he is relatively mature and steady, and he considers a lot.

"Yes! Boss, the national treasures in Qianling Mausoleum have not been recovered yet, and that old Biden named Aggie Hancock has not been killed yet.

"Boss, he personally killed Deputy Director Guo! He also murdered Wang Li and the others! And the bullet that Lao Lei was shot in the face~"

Gousheng was excited. Since he had shallow eye sockets, his eye circles suddenly turned red.

"Whoo~"

Hearing this, Du Weiguo fell silent, took out a cigarette box, lit one, exhaled a long breath of smoke, and scratched his head slightly.

Aggie Hancock, nicknamed French, is a former member of Hubert's Commandos.

This guy is an international broker who specializes in reselling cultural relics. He is also an arms and intelligence dealer. He is greedy by nature and basically does any job that can make money.

At present, this guy is still on the run. The old sea dog who escaped from China and the gunner nicknamed Qilin have not been caught yet.

Of the three national treasures that were stolen from Qianling Mausoleum, only one was recovered, a relatively large white jade Buddha statue.

This Buddha statue is a Guanyin statue behind Wu Zetian. It is nearly one meter tall and is carved entirely from top-grade mutton-fat white jade. Its expression is lifelike and vivid.

This thing was found by Nim at the place where Lao Lei and others were imprisoned, and is currently lying quietly in Du Weiguo's space.

The remaining two items, the Golden Book of the Founding of the Nation and Zhou Zhang of Empress Wu, are still missing.

To Du Weiguo, Aggie Hancock was just an insignificant little person, a very small and front-end part of Leonard's huge plan.

It is certain that before joining the game, he had no idea that he would be involved in such a horrific incident.

Just a few antiques actually attracted the peerless killing god Du Weiguo. Even India, the Indian Ocean, the entire Middle East, the Persian Gulf, and the Red Sea were sealed off.

Faced with such a shocking and precarious situation, Edge Hancock was naturally terrified and didn't know where he had hidden himself.

As the saying goes, snakes have their own ways, and rats have their own ways.

Edge Hancock has been active in West Asia and India. He has many connections and is a cunning person.

The key point is that he is just a small figure and a local tyrant. He deliberately hides in such a huge area. Finding him is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

If Nim hadn't turned against us in order to save his own life, not to mention catching him, Lao Lei and Gousheng would probably have been locked up until death.

The same goes for the old sea dog and the guy named Qilin, two little people like ants, hiding in the vast sea of ​​people. In the current situation where population information is so chaotic, if they hide incognito, it would be very difficult to find them.

"Boss? Is this matter difficult to handle?" Lei Qianjun called softly, interrupting Du Weiguo's thoughts.

Du Weiguo nodded:

"Yes, it's definitely troublesome. I made too much noise to deal with the culprit, Reynard, and I must have startled them.

If we search through human lines, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. If we search through physical lines, as long as he holds on and doesn't make a move, it will also be a long way off."

"Oh, yes, as the old saying goes, it's better to lose than to wake them up. They are all frightened now, and they must be hiding. It's definitely difficult to deal with them. By the way, boss~"

There was a barely perceptible gleam of light in Lei Qianjun's eyes. He was about to continue saying something when he was suddenly interrupted by loud footsteps outside the door.

The Sultan's Palace is very luxurious, and the corridors are paved with pure beige marble.

Perhaps to prevent assassins, the bottom of this thing has been specially hollowed out, so the sound conductivity is very strong, and it even has a slight amplifying effect, just like a fucking speaker.

"Dangdangdang~"

The next moment, there was three loud knocks on the door.

However, with Du Weiguo's current extraordinary hearing, he could clearly hear that it was the sound of three people knocking on the door at the same time.

"Come in!" Du Weiguo was both angry and amused.

The door opened and three big white men with serious expressions walked in one after another, holding documents in their hands. They were Gibson, Sergei, and Nim.

Seeing these three brothers, even Du Weiguo felt his scalp tingling.

These three old men came from MI6, KGB, and CIA respectively, which are the three top intelligence agencies in the world, and they are also the best spies among them.

To be honest, when looking at his three subordinates, Du Weiguo sometimes felt that it was a bit magical and unreal.

If one adds to that the fact that he is already in a semi-submissive state and has the Freemasons' unique intelligence network, he is now definitely the most well-informed person on earth, without a doubt.

If Du Weiguo wanted, he could even know what color underwear Queen Elizabeth was wearing today.

Speaking of this, I have to mention that Nim did have some extra purposes when he joined Du Weiguo.

He wanted to build a bridge of communication between Du Weiguo and the CIA, and even Citigroup.

Of course, this purpose was given by Nim himself, and was not proposed by the CIA or Citigroup officials.

His starting point was the same as Sergey's. He was unwilling to let Gibson, an outsider, become Du Weiguo's substitute to communicate with his old club.

Nim is a smart guy. He knows very well when to show up and how to maximize his value.

If he just stayed by Du Weiguo's side as a think tank or intelligence analyst, he would have no power.

But it will be different with the support of the CIA and Citibank. He will definitely become an indispensable and important assistant to Du Weiguo, and very likely even the most important one.

Of course, the KGB, which is Du Weiguo’s base, cannot just sit and watch Nim grow bigger.

Just yesterday, a total of 8 An-22 transport planes took off from Minsk, each carrying 120 fully armed A-Force special forces soldiers, a full squadron.

The destination of these nearly 1,000 Tiger Soldiers is Munich in East Germany. After arriving, they will travel non-stop by land to Zurich.

They will become Yang Caiyu's personal guards, and they will be responsible for their own pay and equipment.

Let’s just say, this powerful fighting force is enough to sweep across the entire Western Europe and the small countries in Northern Europe.

The intention of this old fox Mikhail is very clear. On the basis of his deep ties with Guyana, he wants to lock him up with Yang Caiyu.

By occupying Du Weiguo's most important territory and the woman he cares about most, the KGB's position is naturally as stable as a rock.

So, poor Gibson, in just a few days, went from being Du Weiguo's only personal liaison intelligence officer to being the exclusive liaison officer of MI6.

So, in recent days, Gibson has been very resentful, like a middle-aged woman who has no water or electricity.

  Du Weiguo sat up lazily, put out his cigarette, and complained unhappily:

"What are you guys doing here with so much information? Are you acting? If you have something to say, just say it directly."

Gibson took a step forward and spoke first:

"I'm sorry, sir. Because the bounty on Shate's side is still ongoing, and the search of the underground caves in Mount Lagrave is also ongoing, so there is a lot of information gathered."

Sergey followed closely and said:

"Sir, I have two main things to do. First, a summary of the fleet's coastal search. Second, spring is here."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's expression suddenly changed. Of course he understood what spring meant.

As April approaches, the ice in the Arctic Ocean has begun to melt, and the time to explore alien ruins on the seabed is not far away.

Nim's final words were delivered in a leisurely tone:

"Boss, my situation is relatively simple. I sorted out the information left by the CIA liaison office overnight and roughly found some clues about Aggie Hancock."

It has to be said that with these three capable subordinates, Du Weiguo suddenly had a sense of grandeur that he was omniscient and omnipotent, and that the world was in his pocket.

Lei Qianjun and Gousheng tried hard to sit upright, but in fact they didn't understand a single word.

Seeing the representatives of the three major intelligence agencies, the blond and blue-eyed foreigners behaved respectfully in front of Du Weiguo.

They couldn't help but have stars in their eyes and showed an expression of pride.

"Gibson, tell me first, are there any useful clues from Shate?"

In fact, Du Weiguo was more interested in the information sorted out by Nim, but he also knew that Gibson was depressed now, so he took special care of him and increased his priority.

Sure enough, a hint of joy flashed across Gibson's eyes, but his tone was very calm:

"Sir, I have sorted out all the news from Shate and found only one thing worth noting."

"Sit down, Gibson, sit down and talk, and all of you sit down too."

Du Weiguo took out a cigarette box, took a cigarette himself, and passed some to everyone.

  Gibson took out a lighter and helped Du Weiguo light the cigarette before continuing:

"Sir, at the junction of Yemen and Shat, on the edge of the Rub' al Khali Desert, in the small town of Thamud, a ranch on the outskirts of the city was attacked inexplicably the night before yesterday, and everyone was killed."

  As he spoke, Gibson marked the town on the map and explained:

"Sir, the terrain of Thamud is very unique. There is a desert in the north and a rainforest in the south. It is an ideal hiding place."

Du Weiguo glanced at the marked points on the map: "Gibson, is there anything special about the crime scene?"

  Gibson nodded:

"Yes, all the victims were killed in one blow by a sharp knife. The wounds are very similar to those that have appeared in Nepal."

"Oh?" Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes flashing with a fascinating gleam: "Have Miss Hu and the others set off?"

  Gibson nodded:

"Yes, as soon as we received the news, Ms. Hu and her team set out from Seya to the scene and are expected to arrive in 4 hours.

Sir, do you want us to go over there and take a look? It's not far, it only takes about 4 hours. I can arrange a helicopter right away."

  Du Weiguo took two puffs of his cigarette, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head:

"No need. Even if it's really Marsar and his men, they are nothing more than a few small fry. Miss Hu and her men should be able to handle them easily. Gibson, make sure you keep in touch with them."

"Okay, sir, I'll do it right away." Gibson responded, turned around and walked away, with his head held high and a proud expression on his face.

"Sergey, you go down too, and tell Nikonov that I know."

"Yes, sir, I understand."

Sergei responded happily, but out of the corner of his eye he glared at Nim fiercely.

He and Gibson are just competitors, but he and Nim have a blood feud that is so deep that it cannot be resolved.

After all, the bombing of the Kremlin, the loss of an arm of Nikonov, the death of his elite men, and the internal strife of the KGB were all related to Nim.

Du Weiguo was of course well aware of all this background, and he quite liked this situation. With his current position, he also needed to consider the issue of checks and balances.

After Sergei left, Du Weiguo looked at Nim with a half-smile:

"Nim, tell me, what clues have you found?"

These past two days, I felt like I was being deliberately targeted. It was so annoying.