"What the hell did you say!?"
In a CIA safe house in West Berlin, an American man with a scar on his face cursed angrily: "You mean a group of elite militants with unknown origins killed Cassin before us? West German police Are they all trash? Forget it, send a car to take us to the scene immediately, immediately!"
Throwing the microphone back into place, he looked at the two team members beside him and sighed.
His name was Russell Adler, and whether he wanted to or not, his deadly fighting skills and outsmarting Soviet spies earned him the nickname "The American Beast," and in the eyes of his comrades, he was considered a Not a bad nickname.
In order to investigate the truth behind the embassy robbery this time, the American government specially assigned him to form this combat team code-named "Black Ops" to find out what the Russians are secretly doing in Western Europe at all costs.
The two members are Frank Woods and Alex Mason. They are both top special forces soldiers with rich practical experience and selected from thousands of Marines. They are always willing to sacrifice their lives for the national security of the United States.
According to the original plan, the three of them were supposed to raid the Soviet spy base where Cassin was located, capture Cassin, and interrogate Arash's whereabouts.
However, now, according to the intelligence just provided by the West Berlin Police Department, the stronghold has been turned upside down by an armed gang that came out of nowhere, and Cassin, the target person, was also found tragically dead on the rooftop of the apartment.
This completely disrupted Adler's arrangement, turning the future of the entire "Black Ops" into chaos and completely losing its direction.
However, Adler also knew that now was not the time to complain, so he had no choice but to board the car with two team members and quickly go to the scene, ready to see if the supposedly well-equipped armed gang had left any clues.
To be honest, there are not many clues in the apartment that was beaten to pieces by the two groups. Many documents and information that were not burned in time were also taken away by Reinhard's Imperial Planning Agency and were not given to the black ops team at all. Leave behind any valuable clues.
Until Adler came to a stretcher and saw Cassin's body shrouded in white cloth. He squatted down and lifted the white cloth. After groping for a while on the body with only half of its head left, as expected, there was a hole on the inside. The secret telegram put back by Reinhard was found in the secret bag.
At this time, team members Mason and Woods also came over from behind. After the three people circulated the contents of the telegram, they all frowned and each had their own opinions.
"It seems that this guy was a tough guy. He never revealed where Arash was until his death. You see, there are signs of being forced to confess on his body."
The careless Woods bent down and pointed at Cassin's chest, which was cut bloody with a dagger. He had some respect for this enemy of the free world - he had been a prisoner of war during the Vietnam War, so he knew that under such torture Few people can resist betraying their comrades, but Cassin did it.
But Adler didn't think so.
"Kashin's left leg and right arm should have been broken when he was forced to confess, so in order to prevent him from losing too much blood, the person who forced him to confess deliberately tightened the wounds with cloth strips, and he was not restrained."
"And the marks made by these daggers are too neat, and there is no sign of struggle on the edge of the wound. This means that Cassin was already dead when he was stabbed."
Woods, who didn't react, touched his head and yelled: "What kind of pervert would force a confession from a dead person!?"
And his old partner Mason realized the problem - this information about Arash at Trabzon Airport was probably left deliberately by the person who forced him to confess. Either the information was false, or the person who extracted the confession hoped that the black ops team would be forced to show up and clash with Arash first, so that they could benefit.
At this time, several agents turned a middle-aged man in a suit to Adler and said they found him in the trunk of a car. Although there was no problem with his identity, they still thought it was necessary to let Adler interrogate him.
"Sir, I really don't know anything!"
Seeing that the middle-aged man named Bach was very resistant to his interrogation, Adler waved his hand to let the agents loosen their grip on him, patted Bach on the shoulder and asked: "Mr. Bach, I believe you and those who disturbed Vigilant thugs are okay, but I hope you will think carefully about what happened before and after you were stuffed in the trunk."
"I have said everything I need to say. I worked overtime at the company until ten o'clock and then drove home as usual. When I arrived at the intersection, I was stopped by several young soldiers with guns and asked me to get out of the car to cooperate with the inspection. I just I got off the car. After that, I was hit on the head from behind and I don’t remember anything.”
"So, you have communicated with those soldiers?"
"Yes, they were dressed like the army, so I didn't doubt them. Who knew this group of people were actually criminals!"
After asking a few more questions, Adler's frown became even more twisted due to numerous doubts.
Fake soldiers who speak German and are very standard are so sophisticated that they can wipe out the weapons and equipment of Soviet intelligence personnel in the stronghold and deliberately leave confidential information in just a few minutes.
Adler stood next to Cassin's body and smoked a cigarette, thinking for a moment about what the action team should do to avoid being used as a weapon.
"Let all the people deployed by the CIA near Trabzon rush over, and we will leave for the airport immediately. No matter what, Arash cannot be allowed to return home!"
In less than twenty minutes, Adler, along with a group of heavily armed team members and dozens of CIA agents, boarded a military transport plane bound for Trabzon.
After arriving at the destination and converging with local forces, he will have hundreds of available combatants, all of whom are elite agents selected from a hundred.
“If you want to play a long game and catch a big fish, then I’ll give you a big fish!”
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"The target has been locked. After they completed the attack on the Soviet stronghold in West Berlin, they immediately went to the suburbs and took a civilian passenger plane to fly to Turkey. Based on the direction and route, it can be preliminarily inferred that they will be at Trabzon Airport in Turkey landing."
Reinhard, who thought his actions were flawless, never imagined that his every move would be seen by the group's low-orbit reconnaissance satellites. With the help of the Star Hub's calculations, the group staff responsible for taking satellite photos and videos perfectly predicted their destination - Trabzon Airport in Turkey.
Yang Tianyi looked at the fast-moving passenger plane on the screen, crossed his arms confidently, and gave the order to the Lightning Company stationed in West Berlin to follow up immediately.
He would like to see who the CIA, which claims to be the world's best in intelligence capabilities, will regard as its real enemy when so many intertwined forces collide.
