"They confessed so quickly!" Xing Baohua asked in surprise.
“Few can withstand our interrogation skills and remain silent. Even those specially trained in torture can't last more than a few rounds. This time, they're not only targeting you and your employees, but also several researchers. Their plan is to hinder the development of certain technologies,” Captain Han explained briefly.
"The methods are truly despicable. Who's behind this? I'll spend the money to wipe out their entire family. This is outrageous!" Xing Baohua said angrily.
"This is a new extremist organization with members from all over the world. They're mercenaries; someone pays them to help them get rid of trouble. As for who the employer is, he doesn't know. I have to go now; we're going to arrest another one. I'll come to your place later. Be careful." With that, Captain Han turned and left, quickly getting into his car and driving away.
Xing Baohua's people fixed the car door and quickly returned to the small villa.
As for defense, Xing Baohua's guards are responsible for the security inside the mansion, while Captain Han has already arranged for people to be in charge outside.
It's been a long time since I've encountered such a dangerous atmosphere, and this one is more intense than before.
They were originally hired by gangs and shady organizations. Although they had some skills, they couldn't compare to the truly professional ones.
This new organization is primarily composed of seasoned veterans. They utilize J-made weapons and possess exceptional intelligence capabilities.
Just like when Xing Baohua and Su Ya went out, they already knew and tried to cause a car accident on the way. Who would have thought that Xing Baohua's car and even the escort vehicles were specially armored? Not to mention .45 caliber, even a sniper rifle might not be able to penetrate it.
The dangerous individual assumed that Xing Baohua's vehicle was just an ordinary bulletproof car, and that at close range (point 45), it could penetrate the armor.
Civilian vehicles aren't the president's official cars, so they miscalculated; even the pineapple bullets on their bodies couldn't do anything to these vehicles.
Back at their lodgings, Xing Baohua first asked if Su Ya had applied safflower oil. Su Ya shook her head slightly and said she was fine and didn't feel any pain anymore. Xing Baohua was still worried, so he personally helped her apply it. Perhaps he used a little too much force, because Su Ya grimaced in pain.
Why is this expression the same as when I was enjoying myself at night?
Enjoyment is happiness, so why show a pained expression? Perhaps it's the legendary bittersweet experience.
After applying safflower oil to Su Ya and washing his hands, he started making a phone call to Zhao Shanhai, the top general.
Xing Baohua also possesses a private armed force overseas. His equipment consists entirely of Soviet-made goods, many of which are obsolete but still usable.
As for the skill level of the personnel, they are nowhere near the level of professionals. You could say they're just a bunch of rabble. Most of them are just thugs; they're good at intimidating people, but when it comes to real combat, they're just asking for trouble.
Zhao Shanhai's call was quickly answered. Xing Baohua told him about the situation: a professional mercenary team was targeting him, along with some technical personnel. He ordered Zhao Shanhai to gather some retired professional soldiers from Er Mao's side, soldiers who had fought in the war.
First, gather a company of personnel, then conduct adaptive training, and wait for his notification at any time.
In the evening, Xing Baohua's large red flag was delivered by transport plane. Unfortunately, the escort vehicle couldn't be repaired in a while, so it couldn't keep up with the evening's outings.
These imported parts can't be repaired in the entire Shanghai city. All parts need to be custom-made from the original manufacturer, which takes time.
But having a Hongqi car is fine too.
Captain Han arrived around nine o'clock in the evening. He sat down on the sofa as soon as he arrived and asked Xing Baohua to get him some water. He had been running around all day and had hardly drunk any water. Only now did he realize how thirsty he was.
"You're free tomorrow, so feel free to wander around the streets," Captain Han said after drinking a few bowls of water.
"Used as bait?"
Captain Han nodded: "Your car is the best. Regardless of class, you're number one in the country. I just saw the big red flag in the yard. It's a bit old, but it's really tough."
"Alright, I'll cooperate with the operation, but have you caught anyone today?"
As soon as Xing Baohua finished asking, Captain Han shook his head and said, "A step too late, and they've already left. They left in a hurry, leaving behind a lot of things."
Xing Baohua smiled and said, "It's just a matter of time."
"It is indeed a matter of time, but we cannot afford to make any mistakes during this period. We can still manage to get away with things in the residential area, but we are afraid of causing panic and disruption. The most hateful ones are those parasites. We provide them with housing, equipment, intelligence, and so on. It will be very troublesome to find them."
Xing Baohua nodded in agreement. This was different from being a fugitive. Mobilizing the masses could provide clues, but if someone provided a place to stay, then they could go into hiding.
It's really hard to find out in a short time. If they take any action during this period, it will be a major incident. Besides, they still have TNT, which is the truly deadly thing.
Wasn't their target Xing Baohua? They haven't eliminated any of their intended targets, are they going to give up?
Using Xing Baohua as bait is the best choice. As for safety, even the president of a small country isn't as safe as him.
“Look, my guards are all short weapons, and their power is not that great. You know who they are. If you don’t provide them with heavy equipment, I will find someone to provide it. I happen to have a ship that sends some scrap metal to Luqing Port. When it passes by Shanghai Port, how about we pick up some scrap metal?”
"Let's not do that. That batch of goods is all recorded. It would be troublesome if there were too few. I'll apply for it for you! Just so you know, there can't be more than that," Captain Han said with some difficulty.
“Okay, tell me the name of the organization. I’ve organized a company of men overseas. Find their stronghold and wipe them out.”
"The Firebirds, as far as we know, have three bases: one in the US, one in Central Asia (specifics unknown), and another in Algeria, North Africa. This information was gathered for me this afternoon by my colleagues overseas; we don't know anything else yet."
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