A day later, a vehicle carrying an international humanitarian aid organization drove into Massar's barracks. The few people who got off the car were all standard Russian strong men. They were all wearing gray-yellow sand camouflage. They walked into Masar's office surrounded by a middle-aged man in a suit.
"Mr. Massar, you'd better give me something valuable." The Russian looked at Massar and said.
"Of course, we had a deal before." Marsal nodded. He took out a dirty bag from under the table and placed it on the table. "I think you should take a look at this first."
"This is" The strong man next to the Russian intelligence officer immediately reached out and took the bag, looking through it and checking it. When they found the passports, the man in suit nodded, "Yes, it's him. Where is he?"
"He has been killed. But it's not the person in the photo. We checked and found that the person was just a mercenary. We found this backpack from this mercenary. That's why we informed you." Massar shrugged.
"Mercenary? How did he have this bag? Have you interrogated him?" The man in the suit frowned.
"How is it possible? These guys are all desperadoes. In order to kill him, I killed at least six brothers. Not to mention captured alive." Masar shook his head and said, "I checked the mercenary. They seemed to be very professional and dressed in uniforms. The equipment is all top quality from the US military.¡±
¡°I want all the belongings of this mercenary.¡± The Russian said solemnly.
"Of course. To be honest, a few of my men quite like their short M16s. You know they look cool." Masal shrugged, "But I still ordered them not to touch them without permission, so these Everything is still there, do you want to take a look?"
The Russian ignored him and went directly to look through it. A strong bodyguard immediately said to the Russian intelligence officer, "They are all American products. These mercenaries should be working for the Americans."
"Communication helmet." The Russian intelligence officer hesitated and nodded. The strong man unscrewed the communication module on the helmet and found a memory card. He handed the memory card to the Russian official, "There should be video information in it."
The Russian intelligence officer nodded, turned on his mobile computer, connected the memory card, and read the video information in it. There are many intermittent things in it, but the video recording of one night attracted the Russian official. He played it back nervously, looking at it bit by bit at a very slow pace.
"Is this the Alexei we are looking for?" A bodyguard frowned.
The Russian intelligence officer nodded, "Yes, that's him. But he seemed to be arguing with the mercenary about something. The light was insufficient and it was hard to see clearly. Damn it, they took action!" The results shown in the video made them both surprised and helpless. That Alexei seemed to have been killed by mercenaries. Moreover, the mercenary took his bag and left.
"This Alexei is actually dead?" the Russian intelligence officer said in disbelief. "Damn it, if it weren't for this video, we would probably still be looking for him. We don't know when we will find him."
"No wonder we haven't gotten any information about him for such a long time. It turns out he has been killed." The strong bodyguards also said helplessly. "But why did these mercenaries kill Alexei?"
"There is cash in Alexei's bag. You also know who are the mercenaries. These days, such a large stack of cash is enough to make people have evil thoughts. Maybe this mercenary doesn't understand Alex. Xie¡¯s background, so he did all this just for money.¡± The Russian intelligence officer frowned and said, ¡°God, this is so stupid.¡±
"Gentlemen, excuse me. We had an agreement before. I will help you find the agent you want, and you will provide us with a sum of arms and supplies." Marsar looked at the Russians and said.
"Of course, this is also the result of your inquiry. We will provide you with the arms you want in accordance with the agreement. You know that our Russian government has always valued our relationship with you." The Russian intelligence officer nodded, "So You don¡¯t have to worry about this, but I have to take these things, including this video material.¡±
"Take it, take it, it's useless for me. I just care about the assistance you promised me. I'm currently in a state of war. These arms and supplies are too important to me." Ma Sal He nodded repeatedly.
"Mr. Marsal, you seem to be very nervous." The Russian looked at him with some confusion.
"Can I not be nervous? Originally, you helped me find the guy I promised you would be easy to find. Now after a long time, you said this guy?Already dead. Seeing that the aid you promised is about to fly away out of thin air, if I weren't nervous, I would be seeing a ghost. "Marsar said helplessly.
"That's it, Mr. Marsal, you can rest assured. Everything we promised you will be fulfilled. Even if the target we are looking for is dead, your efforts are still worthy of recognition. We promised There will be no discounts on weapons, equipment and material assistance. Although we cannot publicly express our support for you yet, we will assist you secretly. You are our friend." The Russian intelligence official nodded.
The Russians whispered to each other for a while, then left. After they left, Masal let out a sigh of relief. He was indeed a little nervous just now. Fortunately, the past was covered up. If these Russian guys really found out the clues, things would be difficult to handle. What a blessing just now.
Lin Rui walked out of another room and nodded to Masar, "Congratulations, Mr. Masar. Now you have not only won the trust of the Russians, but also the appreciation of our employer. Your performance today is simply impeccable." . In the days to come, they will also give you the help you want, and you will be one step closer to winning the entire South Sudan."
Marsar smiled bitterly, "If they knew the truth, I'm afraid I would"
"There is no truth, what they say is the truth. And in order to cover up their mistakes, some Russians will not pursue this matter at all. So you are absolutely safe." Lin Rui shrugged, "Next, you should take care of yourself Lift the hunt for Alexei. Concentrate on fighting your battle. Leave the rest to us."
"Okay, I will announce this immediately." Marsal said carefully. He no longer dared to underestimate this young Asian man. Even when he spoke, he tried to control it and not be so loud.
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