"Michelo Szczerbiak, not many people have heard of his name, but anyone who has heard of this name will tremble for it. Most people only know his pseudonym, Solotov I Rheas.”
As soon as the old armorer said his name, Marcus's expression changed immediately.
He said angrily: "Damn it, I've seen this beast. He's not dead. Even though he was more than 1,000 yards away at the time, I'm pretty sure it's this bastard."
Downey was killed by Solotov. Johnson kept telling him at the time that it was Solotov who openly wrote letters to assassinate the president.
But the old armorer said that Solotov was dead, so what was going on?
Is it possible...
Marcus thought of a terrible answer, and couldn't help but feel a chill running down his back, and secret goosebumps appeared all over his body.
Dragon War combines the previously known information with the "dead people come to life" now obtained.
The truth has paid its dues.
Since among the known sniper killers in the world today, the only one who can kill a target from 2,200 meters away is Michelo Szczerbiak.
Johnson used his pseudonym, Solotto, to invite Marcus to help.
Then one thing is for sure.
Johnson must have been personally involved in setting up Marcus, and may even be the mastermind.
As for whether Johnson is the mastermind, all we need to do is find the disappeared and resurrected Michelo Szczerbiak, and everything will be revealed.
Long Zhan originally wanted to use his connections and ask Black Fox to get information about Michelo Szczerbiak.
But thinking that Memphis, who had just joined, was from the FBI, there was no need to take off his pants and fart, so he asked Memphis to think of a solution.
Memphis did not hesitate to shirk the blame and immediately called Lucy.
This is the only colleague Memphis has ever called a friend since joining the FBI.
"Hey, it's me, Memphis."
Memphis knew that he must have been monitored. In order to prevent being tracked by the mastermind behind the scenes and causing trouble to Lucy, he specially found a public telephone room.
"Do you know how much trouble you have caused? They said you killed three DIA (Defense Intelligence Agency) agents, and now they have issued a wanted arrest warrant for you." Lucy said nervously.
"I know, but it's not true. I didn't kill anyone. You have to believe me." Memphis said.
"I believe you, Memphis, must be related to the matter you are pursuing. I have long advised you not to get involved, but you just don't listen."
Lucy hated the iron and could only ask: "Tell me where you are now?"
"It's not convenient for me to disclose it. Do you have a pen now? I need you to help me find a person named Michelo Szczerbiak. Have you written it down?" Memphis said.
"I got it."
Lucy took out a pen and paper from her bag and wrote her name in the notebook.
"Thank you, how long will it take to find out?" Memphis asked.
"At least two hours," Lucy said.
"Okay, I'll call you in two hours." Memphis said and hung up the phone.
Lucy stood there stunned for a few seconds, hesitating whether to help drag her in. Finally, the sense of justice in her heart defeated her hesitation.
…
Department of Defense.
On the balcony at the end of the corridor on the third floor, which is a blind spot for surveillance cameras, Johnson and Solotov chatted with heavy faces.
"Marcus will definitely do everything possible to track down the person who actually fired the gun."
Johnson held a cigarette in his hand and kept smoking.
Very worried!
"He's definitely not going to find anything."
Solotov leaned against the wall with his cane, confident in his words.
"No, he can find it," Johnson said.
"Why?"
Solotov didn't understand.
With the capabilities of the US Department of Defense, isn't it a matter of minutes to hide a piece of information? How could he be found out by a mere retired special forces soldier?
Even the FBI and CIA are useless. As long as the Ministry of Defense sets their authority, they can only turn a blind eye.
The level of the Ministry of National Defense is higher than the two of them!
Johnson quickly gave the answer, smoking a cigarette and saying lightly: "It is indeed impossible for him to not find it, but we will help him.
If you want to catch a wolf, instead of searching all over the mountain, the best way is to tie a bait on a tree and let it come out and throw itself into the trap. "
"All right."
Solotov has realized that some things will be abandoned after they have been used and have no value. Using them as bait is one of the methods of abandonment.
But thinking about how much he had paid, Solotov asked reluctantly: "What is the outcome of the bait?"
"Hard to say."
Johnson's answer was already clear. Solotov smiled bitterly, did not ask any more questions, and left sadly with a cane.
He knew very well how humble and insignificant he was in front of the giant.
Now that the decision has been made, no matter how much he begs for mercy or tries to resist, he is just asking for humiliation.
It's better to leave like this with dignity, and at least retain the last bit of dignity.
Johnson watched Solotov leave, put the cigarette in the wall-mounted ashtray, and found another accomplice, Congressman Charles.
"I need a transport plane that is exempt from customs inspection. It's up to you to find a way." Johnson said.
"Actually, I can't ask more, but I'm still curious about what you used to pretend to be?" Charles asked.
"I have a group of men stationed in Ethiopia, 24 well-trained tough guys, as well as the weapons and necessary equipment they need for combat."
Charles spoke with a bit of pride, and he could tell that he was very satisfied with this group of men.
"24?"
Charles was very satisfied with this number and said expressionlessly: "We must kill him. I don't want to add even one more scene to the plot."
"Don't worry, I promise you, this is the last scene."
Johnson turned around confidently and left the office.
The combat effectiveness that 24 top killers who have undergone military training and possess a full set of special warfare equipment is terrifying.
Even if Marcus found two helpers, Johnson believed that he could easily take it down.
…
Two hours later.
Memphis called Lucy again. As soon as he got through, he got straight to the point and asked, "Hi, this is Memphis, have you found him?"
It was impossible for Lucy to find out the information because her authority was simply not enough.
But because Johnson wanted to lure the wolf out, Solotov's personal information level was lowered and removed from the Department of Defense's top secret level.
Lucy was able to successfully find Solotov's specific address through the FBI's intelligence database.
Memphis called now, and Lucy told him immediately. Michael Szczerbiak now lives somewhere in Virginia.
(End of chapter)
