Chapter 1179: The Net of Heaven and Earth

Mao Xiong didn't win over Zhou Qingfeng because of him. When it comes to warriors, when did the Skies lack gray animals who are not afraid of death? What they lack is cutting-edge technology.

Since the disintegration of the Soviet Union, Mao Xiong's national power has declined severely. After nearly 30 years of experience, they are now almost becoming a purely resource-exporting country. In order to change this situation, Mao Xiong can be said to have tried his best.

If it wasn't for the fact that Zhou Qingfeng was not sure about his old background, and he was strong enough, the officers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs would definitely beat him to death. And Zhou Qingfeng didn't believe Mao Xiong even though he was careless. The other party looked serious, but there was a dangerous aura in his bones.

Zhou Qingfeng was arguing with Mao Xiongxu, and several other people were not idle.

Just now, Zhou Qingfeng was reprimanded on the satellite video, but when the screen on the monitor went dark, Feng Wan, Yuan Mei and Xu Rong were all stunned for a few seconds.

The three women are united rather than conflicted, and they are very consistent in their treatment of Zhou Qingfeng. After all, their current lives are given by the same person.

"Brother, isn't he really in Syria? Syria is in chaos now, and it's fighting." Xu Rong was the youngest and most timid. Her faint words lifted the hearts of both Feng Wan and Yuan Mei.

Feng Wan thought for a while, then denied: "How is it possible? That guy must have avoided it because he was afraid of being scolded by us. The video just now is obviously a wasteland with stones everywhere, how could it be an ancient temple in Syria? If you lie to people, you have to lie to the whole set!"

"That's not necessarily true, I think the stone door frame seems to be a bit old." Yuan Mei is also not sure, "But in Syria..., that place is half of Asia across us. How can we go as soon as we say?"

The three women looked at each other in blank dismay, but they couldn't resolve the worry in their hearts. Because Zhou Qingfeng never lied to them in the past, it was just that many things were extremely exaggerated.

"Don't worry, that bastard still has a woman outside, he might be fooling around somewhere! I'll find out when I make a phone call." Seeing the solemn atmosphere, Feng Wan quickly grabbed her cell phone and called Xu Yun. But after half a ring, she slowly put down the phone, "He didn't look for Xu Yun, he's not in Shanghai."

Hearing that Zhou Qingfeng had really disappeared, Xu Rong was so frightened that she almost shed tears, Huarong wept in a pale voice and said, "What if my brother is really in Syria?"

"Don't scare yourself, you don't know how powerful that kid is. Although you don't know all the details, he is definitely not as simple as a filmmaker. Humph, let me tell you, I took the 'Ocean Princess' with him back then ,..."

When it comes to the adventure with Zhou Qingfeng, Feng Wan's eyebrows are beaming, she can boast about it for the rest of her life. Yuan Mei and Xu Rong were jealous and envious. While chatting, the three women seemed to be much less worried.

In Syria, Raqqa, the lair of terrorists, is entrenched. Aidid, the field commander of the Nusra Front, received an order asking him to immediately lead his men to attack Palmyra, nearly 200 kilometers away.

The person who conveyed the order sent Aidid a large amount of arms from Turkey in the north, including a large number of light and heavy weapons including Dow anti-tank missiles. Its purpose is only one-to go out immediately, and strive to clear Palmyra's Syrian government forces in the shortest time.

"What happened to Palmyra?" Aidid was wearing a black turban covering his head and face, wearing a military uniform, and carrying a machine gun. He looked fierce and looked like a wolf.

The person who delivered the order also wrapped himself tightly, but the complexion revealed from the eyebrows and palms was an authentic white man. He sneered a few times, and said in a hoarse voice: "We need you to find such a person."

A few photos were placed in front of Aidid, showing Zhou Qingfeng wearing a skull helmet and a desert-colored uniform. Of course, there is also the strange spectacle of his figure looming in the desert wilderness after being invisible.

"This person is not easy to deal with." Aidid whispered coldly, without any fluctuation in tone. "Palmyra is now under the protection of the Russian army. If we do something, we will suffer great losses."

"You just need to find him, and we'll take care of the rest." The messenger pulled out a burly soldier from behind,

"Lieutenant Sheldon will handle the follow-up matters."

Aidid glanced at Lieutenant Sheldon, who was equally indifferent, and finally offered the price: "I still need two million dollars."

"I can give you one million dollars first. As long as you can find this person, I will give you another five million dollars. If you can capture him alive, we will give you ten million dollars." The messenger sneered and sneered. Full of temptation.

A lot of money is given!

Aidid finally reached out and grabbed the passer's shoulder and laughed loudly: "Okay, I will help you find the target you want."

When the mysterious person who delivered the order left, Aidid's direct subordinates stepped forward and asked, "Dear Aidid, who is it that sent us the ammunition?"

Aidid was unpacking the 'Dow' packing box, and said nonchalantly about this issue: "It's either Americans or Israelis. In short, they are people who support us. As long as we have their support, we will definitely be able to establish a real belongs to the kingdom of Allah."

Terrorists in the Middle East do all kinds of evil, are cold-blooded and ruthless, and their combat effectiveness is also weak. But in terms of will and spirit, they are much stronger than the rabble of the Syrian government army, and they have been brainwashed more thoroughly anyway.

It's just that the Mi-8 incident that happened in Palmyra has spread all over the world, and Aidid knows that that unremarkable place must now be a vortex of ground meat. In order to meet the request of the benefactor behind him, he decided to lead the team to fight in person, but the specific manpower was not entirely his direct descendants.

"Go and pull out the people from the Chinese battalion. This time they need to fight for Allah. I hope they can bravely charge forward, and anyone who dares to retreat will be punished."

Aidid walked out of his residence and jumped into an armed pickup truck. Behind him were hundreds of strange vehicles with various modifications, and the leader was even a T-72 tank. Countless people were roaring loudly, and the bullets were shooting towards the sky at random, the chug chug was quite frightening.

The Western special forces known as "Sheldon" stared coldly at the chaos in front of them. He was also sitting in a pickup truck, turned his head and said to his subordinates carrying the radio: "Report to Chief Fidel, we will leave immediately. Let the drone provide forward warning, and we will give instructions immediately after we find the target."

Gathering enough people, Aidid left Raqqa's lair with a team of about 500 people, and headed towards Palmyra in the south in an extremely ostentatious manner.

At this moment, a Predator drone is providing Aidid with road warning. In the sky above Palmyra, three 'Reaper' drones loaded with guided bombs and missiles are already in place, and the photoelectric pods they carry are constantly scanning the ground.

And at the US military base in Turkey, CIA's senior intelligence officer Fidel was leaning on a chair with his eyes closed, and in front of him was a monitoring and command team that had just been arranged.

The lights in the operation headquarters were dim, and the cIa elites from Europe were staring nervously at the computer screen. All kinds of flickering information were summarized one by one on the large screen in front of the headquarters, and were selected by special intelligence assistants and informed to Fidel.

"Has the Florida arrived at the battle station?" After listening to the assistant's report that everything was ready for the operation, Fidel asked in a low voice on the rocking chair.

"The USS Florida has received orders, and they said that they still need at least ten hours to reach the combat position in the Arabian Sea." Intelligence Assistant.

"Ten hours should be enough time." Fidel said 'hmm', feeling extremely relieved.

The net has been laid, just wait for that damn bastard to show up! 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our Reading Academy