At CIA headquarters in Langley, CIA Director Galen frowned, his face grim.
His gaze was fixed on the satellite monitoring screen in front of him, and he couldn't look away for a long time.
Three minutes ago, the Airbus A280 on the screen mysteriously disappeared over northern Myanmar.
Since Lin Dong was listed as an SSS-level dangerous person by the CIA, his luxurious private jet has been under close surveillance by the CIA.
It's just that Lin Dong used some strange method, but every time he went out, he always managed to keep the plane in a stealth state.
Just like that ghost submarine in the South Pacific a few months ago, it is invisible to the naked eye and cannot be detected by radar.
Fifteen minutes earlier, military radar in Afghanistan briefly detected a faint signal from the aircraft.
Before the CIA and the Pentagon could react, the radar dot on the Airbus A280 disappeared from the screen again...
The CIA's intelligence apparatus sprang into action around this particular event.
Lin Dong left Kokang on a private plane. What will his next destination be?
"Director, our five special operations teams stationed in Europe simultaneously detected anomalies in their respective monitored targets four hours ago."
CIA Intelligence Chief Alyssa pushed open the door and entered, approaching Garen to report:
"The unusual situation is that the criminal organization, which has been active in Italy, France, and Switzerland recently, has suddenly nearly doubled its manpower and is frequently using encrypted satellite phone communications..."
"Oh?" Garen looked away from the screen and turned to look at Alyssa, whose blonde hair still flowed gracefully. "I only need the final intelligence analysis results."
"yes."
Elisa puffed out her ample bosom and replied:
"Based on our technical analysis, we first ruled out several flight destinations outside of China."
"For example, South Asia, Southeast Asia, the Middle East, Africa..."
"None of the air traffic control departments at airports in these areas have received any flight or landing reports for this Airbus A-280 in the past 12 hours..."
"What about Europe?" Garen's eyes narrowed, and he immediately realized the crux of the problem.
"We have also contacted various air traffic control departments in Europe, but there is no flight report for the Airbus A280."
Elisa handed over a stack of intelligence analysis documents:
"Although no airports of any size have received flight reports for the A280, we speculate that there is an 85% chance that the aircraft will land in Europe."
Garen took the document and casually flipped through it: "Europe? What's he planning to do in Europe?"
"Director, the purpose of Lin Dong's trip is still uncertain, but judging from the unusual activities of the Black Face Organization, it must be something big."
Garen's expression hardened, and he no longer hesitated:
"Pass down the order to immediately activate the European Emergency Response Plan No. 2 and implement 24/7 monitoring of the airspace of Italy, France, and Switzerland."
"The intelligence department must determine the final destination of this Airbus A280 within 3 hours, paying particular attention to private airports and open areas where small passenger planes can land."
"Furthermore, immediately activate the overseas covert operations teams in the aforementioned three countries, ready to act at any time based on the target information provided by the intelligence department..."
"Hmph! I refuse to believe that this Eastern man really has three heads and six arms or something! Believe me, our great United States of America is invincible!"
After Garen finished speaking in rapid succession, he slammed his right fist on the conference table with a dull thud.
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Sicily, Italy.
In a vast vineyard on the outskirts of Palermo, Lanso sat on the top floor of a three-story building, gently stroking a Beretta 92F pistol.
My fingertips glide over the engraved handle on the silver gun, experiencing a wonderfully textured feel.
Through the rooftop terrace, he could see the westernmost part of the estate.
That area was originally a grape-growing region that stretched as far as the eye could see.
Right in the middle of the planting area, a makeshift airstrip, 2,000 meters long and about 50 meters wide, had been carved out by harvesters and bulldozers.
To welcome Boss Lin's arrival, he specially changed into a dark black double-breasted suit.
A skull badge, a distinctive symbol of the Blackface organization, was pinned to his collar.
Three days ago.
He received a satellite phone call from Tomoko Yamada, informing him that their powerful boss, Lin, who dominated half of Asia's underworld, would be arriving in Europe.
The boss's first stop was, quite dramatically, Sicily, the birthplace of the Mafia.
The vineyard in front of us was purchased by the Black Face organization four months ago for a huge sum of money.
They have more than 100 secret bases like these around the world.
This gives a glimpse into the mystery and power of the Black Face Organization.
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"Chief, we have just received flight information from the aircraft. The master's vehicle has entered Italian airspace."
A dark-skinned man carrying a walkie-talkie ran in:
"The plane will arrive over the manor in half an hour and can land at any time."
“Very good, has the area around the manor been cleared?” Lanso put down his Beretta pistol, picked up the binoculars on the table, and walked to the terrace.
In the azure sky, wisps of white clouds can be seen drifting by.
"Reporting to the leader, the area within a 5-kilometer radius has been completely cleared, the cordon has been activated, and no dangerous enemy activity has been detected so far."
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