Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 210 13. Ghost Dog

At 10 o'clock in the evening, a military vehicle drove out from the city of Kandahar.

Billy Russo, who was drunk, turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator, allowing this powerful military vehicle to gallop on the road with bad road conditions at an extremely fast speed.In the backseat of the car, Frank, drunk and unconscious, was fast asleep.

In fact, they only drank 2 glasses of wine from entering the bar to now leaving.

"Uh, I feel a little dizzy."

Frank was sound asleep, and in the constant jolt, he opened his eyes.He looked blankly at the passing scenery around him, and then looked at Billy who was driving drunkenly, and said:

"Where are we going? Billy... why do you have two heads?"

"You're drunk, hell."

Drunk Billy said without looking back:

"Lie there, I remember the way...oh hell!"

With a cry of exclamation, the speeding car was thrown into the air by the stone pad on the side of the road, almost flipping over.But Billy's driving skills are good, and under the current situation in Kandahar, no one will come to investigate his drunk driving.

Anyway, after nearly 30 minutes of rickety driving, the car stopped outside a makeshift camp in a hidden valley.

Billy, who was drunk, didn't notice that when he drove Frank all the way back to the back of the camp road, there was a strange bird hovering in the air and following them.Of course, even if he was awake, he couldn't see Victor's figure.

"Swish"

Just after the two were carried into the camp by the sentry, Merlin's figure quietly appeared in the camp under the distorted light of the Displacement Curse.

He looked at the base in the valley, and his figure quickly disappeared in the gloomy night. Under the cover of the shadow cloak, the cloud of black mist quietly penetrated towards the barracks.

William Rollins was there.

Merlin could feel that tonight, he would get all the answers to this mission.

But after entering the barracks for a few minutes, Merlin quickly noticed something was wrong.

According to what Frank and Billy said after they were drunk, this time the Marine Corps soldiers who were engaged in armed training against the government forces in Afghanistan were very sudden. They received an assembly order a month ago. Soldiers from several other nearby countries joined the operation.

The size of this temporarily assembled army should be around 400,

But the problem is, Merlin circled the camp at an extremely fast speed, but found that the lives in this camp, even including the wounded soldiers, would not exceed 100 people at most.

More than half of the soldiers disappeared that night.

There was no strong smell of blood or corpses in the camp, which meant that they were not attacked, and the soldiers left on their own initiative.

Judging from the few vehicles in the garage, the soldiers should have gone on missions overnight.

"Sneakily helping government forces to eliminate jihadists, what's the difference between this and directly participating in the war?"

Merlin shook his head, he really couldn't figure out the brain circuit of the generals in the Ministry of Defense.But this is not the content of his mission, and he has nothing to do with these things.

He moved quickly in the huge camp, and after a few minutes, he came to the place where the CIA agents were.

What surprised Merlin was that there were not many signs of life activity in this tent.

Those agents were dispatched too?

With this doubt, Merlin entered a tent.

It can be seen that the agents did not leave in a hurry, the quilts in the tents were all folded, and there were not many things in the tables and simple wardrobes.They should have planned to leave and walked leisurely.

Merlin didn't find anything of value in this tent, so he entered another tent, where he found a sealed box.

He didn't touch the password. For a wizard, a password is not needed to unlock the lock.

Merlin drew his wand from his waist and cast a spell on the box.

"Alohomora! (Unlocking Curse)"

The dark red light hit the black box, and with the automatic rotation of the lock's gear, after 2 seconds, the sealed secret agent box in front of him burst open.

In the dark, Merlin picked up the stacked documents in the box, and he flipped through them quickly.

But the contents of these documents are not dry.

They are all summaries of the CIA's internal intelligence work and general intelligence plans. They are all the same things, and most of them have not been implemented.

He put the documents away and left the tent. He looked around, shook his head, and decided not to search those dark tents anymore, it was meaningless.

He looked at the only tent with lights on in front of him, and after a while, he quietly infiltrated into it.

"Any news from General Schonover?"

As soon as he entered the tent, Merlin heard a mid-air voice. He looked inside the large tent, which looked like a temporary office.Under the bright lights, three agents are typing on the keyboard, and another agent is observing the screen with pictures in front of him.

And finally there's a Commander-like guy who looks like he's in his 40s, with cropped hair and a thin face with a bruise on his cheek.

Seeing this person, Merlin's eyes narrowed immediately.

William Rollins, I found you!

But Merlin didn't act immediately. Instead, he stood on the edge of the tent and observed the actions of these agents.

They seem to be serving as the backup of the front-line soldiers, and they are in constant contact with the soldiers who are performing their tasks.

"The general and soldiers are approaching the target, there are still 2 kilometers left!"

One agent replied to Rollins:

"The pictures sent back by the military satellite show that there is nothing abnormal in the canyon, the stronghold of the jihadists, and those lunatics did not find them."

"Fine, continue to keep in touch every 15 minutes."

Rollins looked at the computer screen at hand and said:

"I want to get feedback from the front line as soon as possible."

Merlin looked curiously at the monitor on the table. On that screen, there was a shaking camera, which seemed to be carried on a soldier's helmet.

The soldier was sitting in a military vehicle. In front of him, there were many military vehicles full of soldiers moving forward. In the dark night sky, there were also lights left by the flying helicopter.

It was clearly a massive raid.

But Merlin's expression became not very good-looking. The desert terrain transmitted from the camera made him feel a little familiar.

He looked back at another display screen. On that screen, the red dot representing the location of the convoy was jumping on the map, which represented that the convoy carrying out the surprise mission had gone deep into the desert at night.

"It's the canyon base of the Ten Rings Gang."

Merlin saw the direction of the convoy and its destination. At this moment, Merlin had an indescribably absurd feeling.

It took him many months to find the location of the Ten Rings Gang through many clues, but these secret agents and soldiers managed to pinpoint the canyon in such a short period of time?

Has the CIA's work efficiency reached this level?

No, not right!

Merlin quickly dismissed the idea.

He looked at Secret Service Chief Rollins, who was sitting at his desk, frowning, as if he was worried about the situation.

The memory of the base leader, Abbas, will not lie. Rollins is indeed cooperating with the Ten Rings Gang, and he should not allow these soldiers to encircle and suppress the territory that the Ten Rings have been operating for a long time.

He didn't stop it, which meant that the raid had no effect on his cooperation with the Ten Rings.But the Ten Rings are not lunatics, and they will not allow the soldiers to raid them so easily... This may be a joint drama between the two sides.Wait, no!

This is a trap!

Merlin's brows twitched violently, and a terrible guess appeared in his mind.

Suddenly, what he saw appeared in his mind, the email sent by the head of the base, the letter written in English.

"Keep the eyes of the politicians in Washington on Afghanistan, on our feet, drag them into the quagmire of the war, make them careless of their own backs, and make them unaware of our arrival."

"Go, it's in Kandahar. Everything you need is ready, with blood sacrifices, let the holy war really come."

Merlin also had doubts about what was being said in that nagging email, which sounded like some illusory prophecy.

But at this moment, Merlin understood.

All the fragments of information collected in the past few months formed a complete jigsaw puzzle in Merlin's mind at this moment.

He knew what Rollins and the Ten Rings were planning to do!

They want to send the more than 300 soldiers and a major general to death at one time, and they want to create a horrific massacre.

The members of the Ten Rings Gang in the canyon base must have prepared for an ambush. The group of ignorant soldiers did not know that they were marching towards the open gate of hell.

The death of more than 300 soldiers, the appalling mass casualties that are about to occur, is the fuse that promotes the rapid evolution of the war.

The Mandarin of the Ten Rings Gang intends to use dazzling blood to provoke those who have been working behind the scenes and urge them to come to the fore. war.

But this war is not an end, but a means.

They want to divert the attention of the Americans to the distant Afghanistan, so that they have no time to take care of their backs.In the shadow of a possible war, the Ten Rings will carry out a silent and comprehensive infiltration of the distant North American continent.

It's like playing a game of "sounding east and west".

But this game made Merlin's scalp tingle.

Hidden in the shadows, he turned his head abruptly. After realizing the horrific plot, he couldn't help but look at the mission code marked on the monitor screen.

"Devil dog".

Hell three-headed dog... The legendary gatekeeper of hell, representing the signal of endless disaster and death, the messenger of death.

It seems that even the name of this operation was not chosen casually.

This is a game that uses the war between two countries, the lives of more than 300 people as an introduction, and the lives of nearly ten million people as a bet.

It is a game that Merlin can't even imagine now, just like Merlin still doesn't know what kind of role the CIA played in this operation.

Merlin came to Afghanistan to investigate the fact that the CIA and the Ten Rings gang jointly trafficked X, but fate was so willful that it threw Merlin a shocking event that he could not prevent at all.

The truth came too suddenly.

The Ten Rings and Rollins...

They've gone crazy.

(End of this chapter)