Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 140 Coming out in full force
"Immediately mobilize all our resources and find the perpetrators at all costs! Even if we have to turn the dirt of Chicken Country over three times, we must find the bastards who attacked our team and bring them to me! I don't care what methods you 'Watchers' use! I only want results!"

Alvin, a senior director of the SAD covert operations department, was furious.

Other regular intelligence agencies will also take into account diplomatic or other impacts when doing things.

But the "Watchmen" under SAD do not need to do so.

They look at the results, not the process.

Soon after, Alvin resigned and the matter was irreversible.

Even if he caught the person who killed the task force and restored some of his reputation, he would still be held accountable for what happened an hour ago.

Before he steps down, he must find out who attacked his men and kill them.

This is an account of my career.

A huge net has been spread over the country of chicken.

Just as the CIA intelligence network began to operate frantically and began to mobilize all resources to search for clues, Song Heping was driving alone towards the mountainous area east of Turkey bordering Persia.

As the sky brightened, the scenery outside the car window gradually changed from plains to rugged mountains.

The Greater Ararat region is a region steeped in mythology. Legend has it that the story of Noah's Ark originated here, and Persian mythology even refers to it as the cradle of humanity. According to local legend, a village nestled on the slopes of Mount Ararat, towering over the Arras Plain, is where Noah built his altar and planted the first vineyard.

At the same time, this is one of the ten largest plateaus in the world. The mountainous area is part of the Armenian Plateau, with an average altitude of 1500-2000 meters. The highest peak is Mount Ararat, which is 5165 meters above sea level in Turkey.

The mountainous area is sparsely populated.

Because this place is deserted, there are not many residents.

In the past, this was the gathering place of the Kurds in the territory of Turkey. The Kurds used this as a base to resist the Turkish people. However, after the Kurds were suppressed, they fled to neighboring Irigo and Persia. There were not many people left here. Except for some travelers and the border guards of Turkey, no one would come here.

When there was no road ahead, Song Heping took a small road.

When the path disappeared, there were endless mountains in front of us.

After driving the car to a sheltered spot at the foot of a hill, Song Heping got out of the car and took out all the equipment in it.

He was well prepared, including a waterproof mat, a simple individual tent, and a ghillie suit.

Holding the ghillie suit, Song Heping came to a bush about one meter high, pulled some dead grass and leaves from the ground, broke some branches and leaves of the bush, and tied them to the ghillie suit.

General ghillie suits are universal, just like standard camouflage uniforms or combat uniforms.

When entering an unfamiliar environment, a qualified special forces soldier will use local materials and do some DIY using local plants and vegetation.

Even facial camouflage paint can be made using some plant juices in a traditional way, and the effect is no worse than professional products.

However, professional ghillie suits usually have a certain infrared isolation function, which is not available in homemade camouflage. Therefore, using general equipment and then DIY is definitely the first choice for the old special agents.

After getting the ghillie suit done, Song Heping put all the equipment on his back and tested the weight.

It’s okay, around 50 pounds, not too heavy.

Then he took out his satellite phone and called Omar.

"Ouma, where are you guys?"

"We are near Erzurum and heading south."

Song Heping took out the map, spread it out in the trunk and looked at it.

Erzurum is a city near the Euphrates River.

It seems that they have followed my instructions and started heading south as quickly as possible.

"Very good, just do as I say. Also, now do me a favor."

"what's up?"

"Report my whereabouts anonymously."

"what?!"

Ouma couldn't believe his ears.

Report Song Heping?
What does he want to do?
Report yourself?
Song Heping explained, "Don't you have your own intelligence network in Turkey Country? Find someone to report me anonymously. Of course, not to report my true identity, but to tell the department currently in charge of the Brattzong case last night. I guess so many people died last night and a house burned down. In any case, this case is beyond the police's control."

Omar still didn't understand.

Because doing so is very risky.

Even if Song Heping's identity is not exposed, once the news leaks to the Turkish police, they will definitely send people here to hunt down Song Heping.

Isn't this courting death?

The SAD people are already frantically searching for him, and the "Watchers" team must be fully mobilized.

He thinks the pressure on him isn't big enough, so he needs another Turkish police force to hunt him down?

"You're taking a huge risk. This is definitely not something the police can handle. They'll definitely deploy counter-terrorism forces. Especially since Turkey has become particularly sensitive recently due to the economic crisis. They might even treat this as a terrorist attack. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Omar raised his concerns.

But Song Heping still acted calm and said, "I'm not worried about myself, I'm worried about you."

"Us?" Omar said. "Why worry about us?"

Song Heping said, "You rented that five-story building, right? Are the procedures clean? Will it be traced?"

"Don't worry, we're not stupid," Omar said. "The person who rented it was using a fake identity. There were no people in the surrounding buildings, and no one noticed us moving in. They can't find out."

"That's good." Song Heping continued the previous topic: "Have your people in Turkey make an anonymous report to the Turkish police at 7:00 pm tomorrow. Just say that an unidentified armed group kidnapped the owner of Hassan's villa last night. As for the motive, don't tell us. Just say that they will leave the country from the Great Ale Mountain area and head into Persia. Just say it, and remember the time: tonight! Not too early, not too late."

Omar said, "I don't understand why you do this..."

He really couldn't understand.

Who the hell runs away quietly?
Song Heping, on the other hand, was eager to tell the whole world that he was in the Greater Ale Mountain area...

Song Heping said, "You don't need to understand. I don't have time to explain. Just do as I say. Also, from now on, I will cut off all contact with the outside world. The satellite phone will also be turned off. Don't contact me again. I will contact Afanti when I reach Persia."

Ouma was still hesitant.

Song Heping couldn't help but yelled: "Oma, you idiot, did you hear what I said?"

Omar was startled and quickly agreed: "I heard you. I will do as you say and I will definitely do it well."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was busy.

Ouma was stunned for a moment and tried to call back.

I found that it was really turned off.

"He's so cruel..."

Ouma muttered to himself.

White Bear on the side asked: "What did our boss say?"

Omar said: "He asked me to send someone to report him anonymously to the Turkish police at 7 o'clock in the evening..."

Upon hearing this, the white bear, the gray wolf, and the hunter exchanged glances. Omar then asked, "Has he always been this crazy?"

Gray Wolf was unhappy and said, "Do you think he is crazy? Look at this operation, what is his plan?"

When it comes to the tactics and planning of this operation, Ouma is speechless again.

With this level, not to mention myself, even if I search the entire department, I won’t find anyone as capable as me.

"Boss, do you want to cover us? Help us draw fire?"

The hunter expressed his thoughts.

Gray Wolf shook his head: "I don't think it's that simple..."

White Bear was so confused by his thoughts that he simply said, "Why think so much? I think it's hard for us to understand what he's thinking. It's better to do as he says."

Just as several people were discussing what Song Heping was going to do, Song Heping, who was far away in the Ale Mountain area, had already prepared everything. He put on a field scarf and a cold-proof woolen hat. The temperature at night was not friendly in the high altitude area.

Then he unscrewed the fuel tank, soaked the cloth strip in gasoline, lit the fire, and walked towards the small hill next to it.

When we reached the top of the hill and stood there for a while, the car was completely burned.

Song Heping then turned around and looked at the mountains in front of him, as if he had returned to the time of field training.

This mountain road is 132 kilometers long.

One has to cross this plateau and mountainous area to enter Persia.

Even if there were no obstacles, it would take him at least three days to get through.

If you encounter any obstacles along the way, the time may be extended.

The route must avoid tourist spots. There are some historical sites and scenic spots in this plateau that must be detoured, otherwise it is easy to encounter some tourists who will probably be scared to death when they see a fully armed guy like him.

He took out his GPS, checked his current location, selected a route, and soon disappeared among the vast plateau mountains.

Just 12 hours after he entered the mountains, in SAD's secret command center in Trabzon, an intelligence analyst stood up and walked into Alvin's office with a printed copy of the intelligence that had just been faxed.

"SIR!"

"what's up?"

"We have a clue about the attack on 'Watchmen'."

"What clue!"

Alvin, who had been up all night, suddenly jumped up from his chair.

The analyst went over and placed the intelligence in front of him.

"This is intelligence provided by our agents planted in Persia. It shows that the 'King of Spy' Avanti is organizing a secret operation involving Turkey, and the operation will take place soon."

"Um……"

Alvin stared at the intelligence in his hand and quickly glanced at it several times.

"The 'Spy King' is interested in Irigo's gold. Haha, no wonder. Although this intelligence doesn't indicate when the action will be taken or who will take it, I believe this matter is definitely related to the Persians!"

"So what do we do now?" the analyst asked.

Alvin moved his laptop over and opened the map of Turkey Country.

After scanning the area with his eyes, he extended his finger and lightly pointed at the Arles Mountains.

"We have to act quickly."

He glanced at the time.

At this time, fourteen hours had passed since the attack.

"They'll definitely take the Greater Ale Mountains and pass through there back to Persia. That area is all plateaus and mountains, rarely visited by people. The Turkish Kingdom's defenses there are mainly focused on the Greater and Lesser Ale Mountains. If they just go around the edges, the border patrols there are not as strict, and they can easily cross the border. If I'm not mistaken, at their speed, they've already entered the mountains!"

The analyst was obviously disappointed when he heard this: "What should we do then?"

"What should we do?" Alvin's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "Send Wilson to my office immediately, and notify Team B to prepare for deployment!"

"Also, immediately rent a few helicopters under the guise of an expedition or some documentary filming, and send Team C scouts to the Ale Mountain area. Have them pay special attention to the southern sections of Greater and Lesser Ale Mountains, as they're most likely to cross from there! I don't care what means you use, but if you spot them, Team C will act immediately and notify Team B of their location. Try to get them alive, but if they can't, death is fine!"

"Yes, sir!"

Soon, Wilson, the captain of Team B, ran into the room.

"SIR! I heard they've been found!?"

"Correct."

Alvin pointed to the map in front of him.

"Our attackers were Post agents, who are estimated to be crossing the Ararat Plateau."

"Persian?"

Wilson was surprised.

"Sir, I have an idea but I don't know if I should tell you."

Alvin looked away from the map and looked at Wilson: "You say."

Wilson said: "Luther woke up, I went to see him, I don't think the people who attacked Team A were Persians. The Persian agents' abilities are not enough to be so perfect."

His words made Alvin think.

In fact, Alvin felt the same way.

But he could not think of anyone else except the Persians who had such courage or such motive.

As the head of operations, there was no time for him to think about too many details like this.

More than ten hours have passed.

All available intelligence networks were mobilized.

So far, we have received a lot of spam information, but after analyzing it, we have not gained anything. Only this clue is the most valuable and reasonable.

"Don't overthink it. I'm absolutely certain this is related to the Persians. Therefore, their only way out is to return to Persia. All routes out of Turkey are monitored by our people. They wouldn't be foolish enough to leave through the official channels, and Hassan couldn't leave through the official channels either. Therefore, the only way is the Ale Mountains! You must leave now. Lead Team B to the Ale Mountains first. Then, look at the map yourself. If you were a Persian agent, how would you choose to cross this mountainous area? Then, you will follow this route. Team C has already taken off. They will set off first as aerial reconnaissance and will notify you of the coordinates as soon as they spot the enemy."

"Okay, then I'll go take action first."

Wilson is still very disciplined.

Even if you have your own opinions, your boss's orders must be carried out 100%.

"and many more!"

Alvin called out to him.

"Watch out for those tourists. He might be disguised as a tourist. Be careful on the road!"

"OK! No problem!"

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