In a small apartment in Tunisia, Redick Ball paced back and forth. One of his men seemed busy recording something.
"How is the situation?" Redick whispered, "Why did you chat with him for so long?"
"He gave us a very detailed plan, and he paid attention to every link in the future. And he continued to explain some details to me." Redick's staff whispered.
"Okay, so, is there any problem with his plan?" Redick asked.
"Judging from the current situation, his plan is indeed feasible. I mean our people have been constantly opening up the situation inside the conference center during this time.
Judging from the comparison between the two sides, the information and intelligence the Russian guy gave us is basically correct. "The subordinate nodded.
Redick frowned, "Is there nothing wrong with this guy? He is really helping us for money? If we continue to investigate, I still feel uneasy about this Russian guy."
"Boss, we have checked more than 5 times. In the end, the information provided by the Russians is basically consistent with what we have learned so far. In addition, it has been supplemented in some places.
For example, here and here, we know that both areas are guarded by Tunisians. But we don't know the so-called law of action, but the information provided to us by the Russian Sergey is very detailed.
He pointed out in the intelligence that the armed guards here were actually responsible for this area, including a corridor in front. So instead of being fixed in one position, they move back and forth.
These situations were things we had not expected before, and now it has been confirmed that what this Russian guy said was true. We have read the plan he provided several times. Although it is still a bit crude, there are basically no problems. "Redick's man nodded.
"What the hell. I was always worried about this Russian guy, thinking he would provide false information. Unexpectedly, he really betrayed all those mercenaries." Redick paced back and forth, "Even if That¡¯s right, we can¡¯t completely trust him.¡±
"What do you mean, boss" the subordinate asked.
¡°What I mean is that we can trust him with reservations and act according to his plan for the time being, but in the process of action, we must have second-hand preparations.
Never trust a traitor, do you understand what I mean? We can act according to his plan, but we must be wary of him in our hearts.
Because if he can betray those mercenaries, he can also betray us. How are the preparations of each group? ¡± Redick Ball paced back and forth.
"We are ready and can act at any time. And all the preparations we have made before will come in handy. The fake IDs we sent people to make can help us enter the staff area.
We took the staff elevator from there and met the Russian mercenary. This is the meeting point. If the plan goes well, he will take us to the conference room. "Redick's men nodded.
¡°As long as there¡¯s no problem, just prepare and we¡¯ll take action in two days.¡± Redick whispered.
"There's one more thing, boss. It's about the Russian mercenary." Redick's man hesitated and said.
"Why does he have a problem?" Redick asked.
¡°It¡¯s not that there¡¯s any problem, it¡¯s that he wants to ask about our evacuation plan.¡± Redick¡¯s men whispered.
"Evacuation plan? What does this have to do with him? He only needs to take responsibility for bringing us in, and we will do the rest. There is no need for him to interfere." Redick shook his head.
"No, he asked to evacuate with us, because after he helped us, the mercenaries would definitely investigate. He was worried that this matter would be exposed soon, so he asked to leave with us." The subordinate whispered .
"Damn, this damn Russian slicker is quite thoughtful." Redick whispered, "It's okay to tell him. If he can really evacuate safely with us, you know what to do when he gets there. "
The man made a gesture of cutting his throat, and Redick nodded.
"Since you decided to kill him, why did you take him with you?" Lisa asked.
¡°There are many ways to kill someone, and there are many different ways to decide where the person dies.
If we kill this person during the operation, the mercenaries will start investigating him. Where has he been and who has he met? They will investigate all traces of him.
??Maybe it will be traced to us, so in order to avoid this kind of trouble, we will take this person with us, and then?Kill him out in a secluded and uninhabited place.
When those mercenaries find out that he is missing, they will focus their energy on finding the Russian, instead of skipping this person and looking for us directly. "Redick Ball smiled.
"Okay." Lisa nodded, "It sounds reasonable. But I have a better idea."
"Tell me what you think." Redick nodded, "I'm always willing to accept opinions."
"This time, the Russian guy stole 2.5 million from us. Since we have decided to kill him after the incident is completed, why not let him spit out the money and then die?" Lisa laughed laughed.
"That's a good idea. In fact, that's what I meant." Redick nodded, "Tell that Russian Sergey that we agree to this plan. And if he is willing, he can go with us."
Several of Redick¡¯s men all nodded.
On Lin Rui's side, Sergey hung up the phone and nodded proudly, "It seems they didn't find anything unusual. Not only did they agree to my plan, but they also expressed their willingness to take me to evacuate with them. Tell them the location of their response team." Kill me. Now we can catch them all."
"Well done. But the operation hasn't started yet, so it's not the time to celebrate in advance." Lin Rui nodded, "Where is their response team? How are you going to respond to them?"
¡°This response team was disguised as police, and the vehicle was parked in the underground parking lot of the International Convention Center. It was a camouflaged minivan.
On the surface, it looks like a truck, but after removing the camouflage, underneath the appearance of the truck, it turns out to be a police vehicle. When they were preparing to evacuate, it was also after the assassination.
The scene will definitely be chaotic by then. A police car with its lights flashing could drive out during the chaos and no one would notice. Because there were at least dozens of police cars at the scene. " Sergey replied.
"These guys really have some tricks up their sleeves. How did they drive that truck into the parking lot? After all, they have been checking it every day during this period." Scarface frowned.
"Because the camouflaged vehicle is almost identical to a delivery truck at the International Convention Center." Sergey replied, "They are a very mature team and have done a good job in details."
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