Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 133 Strange Guy
"How's their simulation training going?"

At night, Afanti asked Nasin, who came to report on his work, in his room about the preparations of Song Heping and others.

Nasin seemed a little embarrassed.

He hesitated for a long time before saying, "Mr. Afanti, I think..."

Having said that, he stopped talking.

Avanti put down the teacup in his hand, looked up at Nasin standing in front of him, and said gently: "Just tell me. What happened to them?"

"They just went to see it in the morning, walked around the simulated building, and then left and never went back," Nahin said.

"Ok?"

This time, Afanasiy put down the teacup completely.

He sat on the ground and thought for a long time without saying anything.

Seeing this, Nasin added, "I think it's a very risky move to let these mercenaries carry out this operation."

It actually took Nasin a lot of courage to say this.

After all, Afanti is not an ordinary person.

He is a god-like figure and a legend in the special operations brigade.

Before he took over the Special Operations Brigade, the unit's combat record was quite poor.

After Avanti took over, a series of actions in the surrounding areas achieved remarkable results, and it can even be said that it changed Persia's previous extremely passive situation in the Middle East.

It was Afanti's decision to ask Song Heping and others to come and carry out this mission.

To say this yourself is to question the leader's decision.

"So……"

Afanti finally spoke again.

His tone was still so calm.

"Who do you think should be in charge of this operation?"

"We are one of our own!"

Nasin's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Our brigade's special operations team has combat capabilities and discipline that mercenaries cannot match."

"Really?" Avanti picked up the teacup again, his gaze returning to Nasin's face. "I remember that before you were sent to Irigo, you also served in the special operations team for a while, and your performance was quite good."

Nasin nodded quickly: "Yes, if you agree, Mr. Avanti, I am willing to lead the team to carry out this mission."

Afanti sipped his tea and said slowly, "Then why were you captured alive by him both times you attacked the Hassan oil field?"

Afanti seemed to emphasize the word "capture alive" a little, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

When this was mentioned, Nasin immediately shut up.

"Nasin. Don't underestimate the Chinese people's tactical skills. Back then, a country was able to defeat the coalition of 17 nations on its own. Do you think the soldiers they trained would have poor tactical skills?"

After a pause, he continued, "Give them their passports and other belongings tomorrow, arrange for a contact in Turkey Country, and then send them on the plane."

"Yes, Mr. Avanti."

Early the next morning, Song Heping and others received the fake passports sent by Naxin.

It was said to be a fake passport, but after Song Heping got it, he looked through it carefully.

It would be better to use "even if". He is not an expert in this area, but he looked left and right and couldn't see any flaws.

The national-level counterfeiting technology is indeed sophisticated.

"Good stuff..."

The hunter was a worldly-wise man, and he was full of praise for the passport after receiving it.

I looked at it over and over again for a long time and couldn't let it go.

Song Heping asked: "When do we set off?"

Nahin replied, “Tonight.”

Song Heping nodded and asked, "How do you plan the route?"

Nasin said: "First go to Siliya, then fly to Saudi Arabia from there, transfer at Saudi Arabia's Riyadh airport and go to Turkey."

White Bear frowned and said, "How complicated!"

Song Heping thought that such an arrangement must have a deep meaning.

Because of the entry and exit records problem.

If you fly directly, you might be targeted by Turkey when you enter the country.

It's like money laundering.

The money is laundered by transferring it to different banks, dispersing it to different accounts through different means, and finally withdrawing it.

The principle seems to be the same.

"Are our weapons ready?"

"I'm ready," Nasin said. "When you arrive in Persia, someone will pick you up at the airport and arrange everything for you."

"Okay, I see."

Song Heping didn't waste any words.

He was very confident in Afanti's efficiency and ability.

This kind of thing is a piece of cake and won't bother him.

When it was time for dinner, Afanasiy came over in person to have dinner with them.

"my friend."

He now calls Song Heping "friend".

"You'll be leaving soon, so I came here specially to have a meal with you to wish you success."

Song Heping said, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Afanti, but I'm more concerned about whether your reward is ready."

"Hahahaha!"

Afanti burst into laughter.

"What I appreciate most about Mr. Song is that you are very pragmatic. I like to be friends with pragmatic people. Don't worry, when you bring Hassan back and hand him over to us, I will immediately have someone transfer the money from my overseas account to the account you specified."

"Is the money clean?" Song Heping asked.

"Of course," Afanti said. "We're always careful. All you have to do is provide the company name and account number, and we'll handle everything so it looks like a perfect investment profit and won't arouse suspicion."

Song Heping smiled and said, "Very good. I trust you, Mr. Afanti. You give people a very trustworthy feeling. But I still need your help with something."

"Just tell me. As long as it's within my ability, I won't refuse."

Afanasiy's answer was more straightforward.

Song Heping said, "I spread false information when I left Yiligo. Many people now believe I'm in the oil fields. So you must ensure that the Koulds don't have the energy to harass my oil fields during this period, so as not to attract attention and let others discover that I'm not in the oil fields commanding the battle."

Afanti nodded slightly and smiled, "No problem, I assure you they won't have the energy to harass you."

"Then I'm relieved." Song Heping raised his teacup: "Let's have tea instead of wine. Happy cooperation! Cheers!"

"Cheers, my friend."

Dinner that night was a relaxing one.

Afanti is a very easy-going person and knowledgeable, and can talk about anything.

So two hours passed unnoticed at the dinner table, and when it was completely dark, both parties said goodbye. They took their luggage and left the barracks, where the car was already waiting.

After saying goodbye to Avanti, Nasin took the group to the tarmac.

It's still a helicopter.

After getting on the plane, White Bear joked, "Are you taking us to the airport?"

Song Heping also felt that this standard was too high.

But unexpectedly, the helicopter flew all the way to the west, landed once to refuel, and then continued to fly, seemingly with no intention of stopping.

When everyone started to get suspicious, the plane finally landed.

When I got off the plane, I saw that the surroundings were desolate.

White Bear couldn't help but complain: "Why do I feel like we are sneaking across the border?"

"It's just illegal immigration," the hunter said. "Do you think we're going to Turkey Country in a legitimate way? The passports in your pocket are all fake!"

Before they could finish chatting, two beams of light suddenly appeared in the darkness.

There is a car coming towards here in the distance.

Soon, it was in front of us.

It's an off-road vehicle.

A man came down and chatted with Nasin for a few words.

Nasin brought him over and introduced him to Song Heping: "This is Azeka. He will take you to the airport to board the plane and arrange everything for you in Siliya. Don't worry, he is one of us. Just follow him."

The four of them could only pick up their luggage and get on the black Land Cruiser SUV. They waved goodbye to Nasin and drove into the darkness.

This section of the road is not easy to walk on.

Most of the roads are wild and rugged dirt roads.

After driving for dozens of kilometers, the road conditions became better and the road under the wheels became asphalt.

At two o'clock in the morning, the SUV stopped outside a house.

"Get off the car, let's take a rest here."

After Azeka finished speaking, he pushed the door open and got out of the car. When he got to the door of the house, he took out the key and opened the door. Then he took out a barrel of oil from inside and came to refuel his SUV.

"You can help yourself in. There are food and drinks in the refrigerator. There is a toilet and a bathroom in the room. You can take a shower."

He said this while looking at his watch.

"There's a flight to Riyadh in four hours, so we're not in a hurry. The airport is less than an hour's drive from here."

"Okay, I'll bother you then."

After Song Heping answered politely, he took the lead into the house.

After entering the door, I saw the furnishings inside. They were simple and plain, but there was always a strange feeling.

After they put their luggage on the sofa, Bai Xiong went to open the refrigerator.

There was no hot food in the refrigerator except some fruit juice drinks, only bread, yogurt and the like.

Song Heping looked around the living room and suddenly solved his previous doubts.

I felt that this house was a little different before.

Now I see that the devil is in the details.

All doors and windows are designed with two layers. The outer layer looks no different from ordinary houses, but there is a steel fence inside. It can be pulled out to block the doors and windows and lock them.

Conversely, if there are people trapped in the house, it can become an inescapable prison.

He was almost certain it was a safe house.

Intelligence agencies all have this kind of thing for emergency use.

It seems that Azeka is also from the intelligence department.

However, Song Heping was not sure whether it was from the Celtic side or the Persian side.

They come, the security.

He also didn't want to tell others about his discovery so as not to arouse too much suspicion.

However, he was still cautious and took the initiative to walk out of the door and pretend to watch Azeka cheer.

After all, everyone has gone in, and Azeka is the only one outside. If he sets some mechanism from the outside to trap himself and his teammates inside, it would be a hopeless situation.

When you are outside, you have to be on guard.

Fortunately, my suspicion seems to be unnecessary.

Azeka didn't seem to be acting strangely. After filling up the gas tank, he returned to the house, took a box of juice from the refrigerator, sat on the sofa and started drinking it, and turned on the TV.

The TV program was a local program in Celia. Song Heping was not interested and simply leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

After enduring four hours like this, we finally set off again with Azeka.

This time they went straight to the airport in Sillia, where Azeka took out the tickets that had been purchased long ago and checked in for everyone. He then accompanied them to the entrance of the terminal and waved goodbye.

From beginning to end, he didn't say much, less than ten sentences in total.

Two hours later, the plane landed safely at Riyadh Airport.

After the transfer, the few of them finally boarded the flight to Istanbul International Airport in Turkey.

The most tense moment has finally arrived.

At the exit of the Tuji Kingdom, a beautiful immigration officer stopped Song Heping.

Song Heping politely handed over his passport.

The beauty took a look at him and then said to him in English: "Sir, please take your luggage and follow me."

Come over?
Do you mean to go into the small dark room?
Is there something wrong with the passport?

Song Heping's heart skipped a beat.

Damn it, just a few hours ago I was praising Afanti for his reliability.

Is there something wrong with this passport?

Song Heping looked at the passport in his hand and felt a little nervous, but he still pretended to be fine, smiled, said "OK", picked up his luggage and followed the beautiful woman forward.

Sure enough, they soon arrived at a door that looked like an office, and a tall and strong country policeman was standing at the door.

Song Heping looked back.

White Bear and the others have passed the test.

I am!

He cursed in his heart.

Bai Xiong and the others were able to pass the checkpoint, and he was actually brought in.

What the hell!

Is there a flaw in myself?

At this time, Bai Xiong and the others also saw Song Heping being taken away.

Several people stood in the distance and watched. Judging from their expressions, they seemed to be hesitating whether to come and save him.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)