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The plane landed at Riyadh Airport, and this time Yarebin and the others needed to clear customs with their passports.
Yarebin took out an American passport, chatted with the old man at the customs inspection in an American-sounding tone, and quickly left the airport.
There was an Arab in his thirties holding a sign with the name of P.D. Evans written on it. Yarebin walked over and said with a smile: "Hello, I am Evans."
"Hello Mr. Evans, please follow me."
After putting Yalebin and his party on a minibus, the Arab left immediately. In addition to a driver, there was also an Indian-Pakistani man in his forties on the minibus.
"Mr. Evans, my name is Ansari. In the coming time, I will assist you in your operations in Riyadh and help me send you to your residence. If you need any equipment, please tell me now. Your people will be in four I'll get off the plane in an hour and I expect to meet you in five hours. Do you have any questions?"
Grevatov handed over a piece of paper and said solemnly: "How long will it take to prepare these things?"
Ansari took the paper and said in a deep voice: "Six cars, six AK47s, six thousand rounds of ammunition, a high-precision sniper rifle, these are not problems, a ton of high-explosive fraud, this is a little bit Difficulty, but that¡¯s all?¡±
Yarebin shook his fingers and said with a smile: "Just prepare according to these, let's go."
After Ansari said something to the driver, the minibus set off, and then Yarebin and the others were sent to a typical house in downtown Riyadh.
Although it is located in the heart of the desert, a Shah's middle-class house should have a swimming pool and a lawn. After walking through the stone path between the lawns and entering the cool room, Tarta reached out and wiped his sweat. He said loudly: "It's so hot, I finally feel better."
After sitting down on the sofa in the room, Yarebin reached out to wipe his sweat and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I've been here. It's really hot. If any of you want to go for a swim, there's still time."
Ansari said in surprise: "Swimming? Now?"
Yarebin waved his hand to Ansari and said with a smile: "Don't worry about them. Please tell me about the recent developments of the Shah Intelligence Agency."
Ansari spread his hands and said helplessly: "Nothing happened, everything is the same as usual."
Yarebin frowned and said: "No, I already know the whole story of this matter. If this involves a power struggle within the Shah Intelligence Agency, then it cannot be the same as usual."
Ansari waved his hand and said: "I am only responsible for logistics, do you understand? I am only responsible for providing you with the equipment you need. You have to ask others for information, or wait for your people to come and ask him. The highest intelligence authority now lies with him. hands."
Yarebin¡¯s brows furrowed, then he nodded and whispered: ¡°I understand, then bring us what we want as soon as possible.¡±
After finishing speaking to Ansari, Yarebin looked at Grevatov and whispered: "Bring me the background information and let me take a look at it again."
The information was very detailed. Gao Yang summarized what happened before and after and gave it to the cleaner. In this way, the cleaner could have a clear target and echo the blame that Gao Yang and the others had thrown out before. Now, the cleaner has put this information The background information was given to Yarebin and the others.
On the plane, Yarebin read the information roughly, but after asking for the background information, he read it carefully again.
After quickly flipping through the information, Yarebin murmured to himself: "It has been too long, and I can no longer grasp the political ecology of the Shah. Prince Naif, Prince Suharitan, Prince Suharitan , Prince Naif"
When Yarebin murmured to himself, Glevatov whispered: "Prince Nayif is the son of the current king."
Yalebin waved his hand and whispered: "Yes, I understand."
After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Yarebin suddenly raised his head and said loudly: "Roztovsky, go and see where the Shah Intelligence Bureau building is."
Roztosky immediately said: "Understood, I'll go right away."
Yarebin stood up from the sofa, walked around the house a few times with a cane, and then said to Ansari: "When will the equipment be delivered?"
Ansari said in a deep voice: "Quickly, the fake medicine will be slower. One ton is too much. We need to find a way to mobilize it. I can give it to you within twelve hours."
Yarebin said in a deep voice: "It's too slow. We can't use it immediately if you send it. It also takes time to prepare. You can use it right away."??When looking for fraudulent drugs, the more the better, and the faster the better. "
Ansari stood up and said in a deep voice: "I was about to leave, so please wait here quietly for your companions to arrive. If you want to use a car, there are two in the garage. The keys are in the car and the weapons are in the bedroom. You can use it as you like in the closet, the rest of the car will be delivered soon, bye."
Ansari left, and only Yarebin and the others were left in the room.
After waiting for Ansari to leave, Tarta whispered: "Our people? Who will come?"
Yarebin whispered: "Leonard."
"Oh, him, it's okay for him to come. It's quite the right occasion for this kind of occasion. I was worried that your students would come too, haha."
Yarebin shook his head and said solemnly: "He is not that stupid."
After finishing speaking, Yarebin walked back and forth in the room twice more, and Tarta asked: "Are you very uneasy?"
Yarebin exhaled and said in a deep voice: "It's not uneasy, but a little confused, but I need Roztowski's observations to provide answers to my doubts."
After finishing speaking, Yarebin sat down with a serious look on his face, and then he said seriously: "Tarta, go and see the CIA's black spots in Riyadh."
Tarta nodded and said with a smile: "I hope they are still in the same place. They should be. People in CIA are quite lazy. They generally don't like to move."
Yarebin ignored Tarta's joke, but looked at Vasily and said in a deep voice: "Change your clothes and go for a walk on the street."
Vasily went to change clothes, and then Yarebin immediately said to Grevatov: "Get in the car and drive a few more times on the way from the Shah Intelligence Bureau to the airport."
Yarebin only needs to give an order. What should be done specifically, or what is the meaning of what is ordered to do, and what needs to be paid attention to and observed. These people of the Black Devil do not need Yarebin to remind them at all.
After everyone else left and only Lebedev was left, Lebedev whispered: "Captain, do you want me to arm myself first?"
Yarebin shook his head and whispered: "No, just go and raise the air conditioner temperature slightly. I think the Shah Intelligence Agency will play some tricks. Although their tricks are meaningless, using their brains is really good." It's better than not using your brain, at least it can cause us some trouble." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com