Chapter 866 Where Is the Snake? (Update 1)

Gwadar Port is located on the southwestern coast of Balochistan Province, Pakistan. It heads west and walks about 70 kilometers along the coastal road, which is the border between Iran and Pakistan.

Pakistan had the idea of ​​developing Gwadar Port in the 1970s.

But it was already in the 1990s that it was really put on the agenda.

In the 1990s, an Amelika Oil and Gas Company wanted to obtain oil from the oil fields in Atraba in Turkmenistan, so it began to lobby the Pakistani government to put the development of Gwadar Port on the agenda.

But the land in Central Asia, business, must always wipe the politics.

Under the treatment of Amerika and Russia, this plan has been still born.

In 1998, Pakistani officials avoided the international community and hurriedly signed a memorandum of joint investment and development with Amelika Forbes in Karachi.

The content of the memorandum almost treated Gwadar Port as a concession and handed over to Forbes.

Then the memorandum was leaked.

Then the plan died again.

Until 1999, the Pakistani president changed.

The idea of ​​developing the port of Gwadar has been put on the agenda again.

This time, Pakistan is looking for China.

After multiple rounds of negotiations and considerations from multiple parties, the two sides finally started construction in March 2002. By the end of 2005, the first phase of the project could barely be put into use.

In the container stacking area of ​​the port, the blue iron sheet of the containers glowed coldly under the moonlight, and Sunia used a tactical flashlight to sweep the marks on the map.

I raised my head and the salty sea breeze penetrated into my nose with the smell of diesel. At the same time, the follower's report came from the walkie-talkie:

"The situation is not right, Mr. Commander, we did not find that specially marked container."

"And, our intelligence doesn't seem to be right."

The subordinate's report made Sunya's face even colder.

As a person who has been struggling on the battlefield for many years, his sixth sense has always been very sharp. After starting from Tehran, he felt uncomfortable all over.

That feeling of discomfort reached its peak when it arrived in Gwadar Harbour.

So, instead of choosing to enter Gwadar Port by regular channels, he rented some small boats in the city and quietly landed on the peninsula where Gwadar Port is located from the other side of the bay in the form of tourists.

With the cover of the night, he led a few people to sneak into the container stacking area of ​​Gwadar Port, and took intelligence documents to check the containers in the container stacking area bit by bit.

I've been busy for the middle of the night, and now I've come out.

There is a problem with the intelligence!

There is something wrong with the information given by Khomeini!

Khomeini has a problem!

He used a little force on his hand, and the piece of paper full of intelligence in his hand was pinched into a piece of paper by him in an instant. He threw it away casually and kicked it out with his right foot. The small piece of paper was kicked into the gap under the container. Inside, it disappeared without a trace.

"retreat!"

Sunia did not hesitate at all, and with a big move, he bent over with a few elite soldiers bent over and sneaked away along the way he came.

On the small boat that was returning, the soldiers who had been following Sunia also found something wrong. One of them looked over with courage and asked in a low voice:

"Commander, is there any intelligence problem?"

"I don't know!" Sunya shook her head, and a dark and cold light flashed in her eyes.

Back on the boat, his brain calmed down quickly as the boat swayed.

He knew very well that this guy could not be a spy from Israel or Amerika.

It's also impossible to be a Russian spy.

He is the purest Persian.

Such a guy...

Give yourself a false information. If he is not a spy, it means that the other party needs himself to cover up something.

That batch of raw materials was not in Gwadar Port from the beginning to the end, but elsewhere.

To draw this conclusion, Sunya's heart, which had just been relieved, was once again raised.

His heart began to pound, and the speed of his heart beating became faster and faster as they got closer and closer to the land.

Finally, the boat landed, and he couldn't wait to jump off the boat, and ran back to the beach along the wooden plank road by the sea.

On the beach, several people were wandering by the pier. Seeing the people on the pier, these people were delighted, and one of them ran directly to Sunia.

It is Kasan, the liaison officer for this operation.

He came to Sunia, took a deep breath and whispered:

"The news I just got was that the UAE and Saudi Arabia each sent out their 10,000-ton missile destroyer."

This news was like a heavy hammer, making Sunia dizzy.

However, before he could speak, Kasan spoke another news that made him dizzy.

"Saudi Arabia held a press conference, and they said directly that they knew Iran and Israel were secretly buying yellow cakes in the black market."

“He said he wanted to transport it for us.”

"Ahem!" This news made Sunya cough violently.

He covered his chest with his hands, sucking fresh air in big mouthfuls, and the sea breeze blew, and the salty air was sucked into his chest.

Under the stimulation of this aura, he finally came to his senses.

A light move with your hand:

"Go and make some noise."

As he said that, he walked over Kasan and quickly walked towards the other side of the beach.

Sunya's reaction made Kasan stunned for a while, but soon, the intelligence agent also reacted and caught up with Sunya in just two steps:

"There is no goods at the terminal?"

"There is no goods, and there are no traps." Sunya suddenly stopped, looked back at Kasan, and asked:

"If it were you, you throw a bait and lure people over, where would you put the goods?"

After asking this question, Sunya turned around and continued to walk forward quickly.

Kasan stayed in place for a while, frowned and thought for a while, followed again, and whispered:

"If it was me..."

"I would choose Jask or Hah Bahar. These two places have small ports. If transported in scatteredly, it is least likely to attract other people's attention..."

Only halfway through his words, his confused eyes widened in an instant, and his head quickly raised, chasing Sunia, and asked softly:

"You mean, we are making noise here to attract attention and creating an illusion for others that we are picking up goods here?"

"So that helps another group of people get the goods?"

"But what should we do?"

As soon as I asked the question here, Sunya, who was ahead, stopped and looked up at the parking lot that was across the road from the beach.

In the parking lot, there were a large number of trucks loading containers: "Did you see those trucks?"

"drive!"

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When Sunia was preparing to attract fire, Gwadar Port went west, about 500 kilometers west of the Strait of Hormuz.

The UAE's 10,000-ton missile destroyer was straight in the middle of the Strait of Hormuz.

In the command room on the missile destroyer, footsteps sounded at the door of the command room. Captain Haisab turned around and his eyes fell on the East Asians who appeared only at the door. He nodded slightly, pointed his left hand at the map at hand and said:

"Mr. Schelling, where do you think they will trade?"

"It doesn't matter where to trade!" Xie Lin shook his head gently.

As a military adviser for the UAE, he can only say that he has received too little information now, so little is useless.

What's more, the purpose of the UAE's appearance here this time is to alert the enemy.

This ship only needs to stop here and be stuck at the exit of the Strait of Hormuz, which will make it a warning to the enemy.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Next, we just need to wait for those intelligence personnel with great power to take out the information.

He pointed his finger at the center of the Strait of Hormuz and said seriously:

"The ship moves 15 kilometers to the left, and then the radar is powered on at full power, so the advantage lies with us."

Listening to his mysterious orders, Commander Hesab decisively ordered to move the ship to the left for 15 kilometers and enable the radar to turn on at full power.

On the other side, another Saudi ship headed northwest along the Red Sea, and finally stopped at the mouth of the Gulf of Aqaba.

The export of this bay is mainly used by people from Israel and Jordan. The ship blocked this place, which is equivalent to blocking the export of the Israelis to the Asia-Pacific region.

When the ship stopped, the same radar turned on at full power, unscrupulously searching the surrounding sky.

At the same time, he unscrupulously stopped Israel's ships, and in his name, he naturally wanted to help the Israelis transport yellow cakes.

If the yellow handle is polluted, then you can't use your own ship, so you can only use Israeli ships.

In one afternoon, all four ships from Israel's Eilat were stuck in this narrow estuary.

There is a lot of traffic jams here, and Hanks, who is far away in Qatar, is also yelling:

"Mr. Robert, you are the Israeli Minister of Defense. I just need you to tell me one thing, that is, do you Israel want to get two nuclear bombs?"

"You just need to answer that I'm, or no, and don't say anything else."

"Don't be timid, don't be like a footer, you should be as decisive as you plan to develop your own nuclear weapons."

"If you are squeamish, then you are a woman, I can do an operation for you and buy some medicine for you."

"What do you think?"

"I think it's okay." Before Robert could speak, Hanks's words hit him again.

Finally, Robert was also annoyed by these words. Although he was very angry, he still suppressed his anger and forced himself to take a hint of plea:

“General Hanks, the UAE and Saudi Arabia, have ruined peace in the Middle East and now, I feel it’s time for us to clean up these two countries.”

"Take them apart and we can get absolute voice in the Middle East. At that time, we will need that land if we want."

"Stop!" Hanks shouted loudly, interrupting Robert's words, raised his right index finger high, shook it gently, and pointed at himself:

"I, Han, came here to make money, and the money I earned is to make myself promoted."

"In addition to money, you also need to have a beautiful resume."

"What you do now is undoubtedly to apply a dot of ink on my flawless resume."

"I don't like it, do you understand?"

"Now, tell me where your batch is, and let your people bring the goods over to me and destroy them."

Robert was just obedient and did not answer.

He wasn't a fool, and he had been observing Hanks since he walked into the door.

After what he said just now, he was very sure that Hanks didn't know the transportation route of the yellow cake.

If I had known that according to the nature of these people, I would have taken action long ago.

On the opposite side, Hanks looked at Robert's reaction, sneered in his heart, put his hand under the table, and gently flicked the phone.

Soon, the door was knocked from outside, and then Hanks' intelligence officer walked into the room. When passing by Robert, the intelligence officer turned his head slightly and looked at Robert curiously.

Then, he handed the information in his hand to Hanks and explained loudly:

"General, this is information sent back by intelligence personnel operating in Armenia, Azerbaijan, and in Iran."

"Look at it."

"At the same time, according to the intelligence room analysis, the route for Israel to actually ship yellow cakes is from Iran to Türkiye and then transfer from Türkiye."

"This will take further investigation and it will take time."

After saying these words, the intelligence officer stood respectfully by, waiting for Hanks' response.

It took Hanks more than ten minutes to read the information in his hand, threw the information onto the table, put his legs on the table, pressed his face with both hands, rubbed it hard for a few times, and asked the intelligence officer in a muffled voice through his hands. road:

"Think with your poor minds, think about it carefully."

"That's yellow cakes, it's very troublesome to transport, and it's a convoy."

"If the convoy wants to transport supplies, it must take a wide road, which is faster and more worry-free."

"If it were me, I would choose to go to Azerbaijan, pass through Georgia, and then transport the supplies back to Israel by water."

"Or, you can take Iran and use Iran's own railway route to transport materials to coastal cities, or transport them directly to ports to load ships at ports, which is convenient, safe and fast."

"Only with your brain like this can you think of carrying a yellow cake that can be used as a nuclear bomb and crossing the endless mountains in western Iran."

"If you really cross such a mountain with a yellow cake on your back, I can make the decision and leave you a good position."

After scolding his intelligence officer, Hanks turned his head, with a little surprise in his eyes, and then suddenly realized.

With a slap in his forehead, he said arrogantly to Robert:

"You can get out!"

Robert wanted to hit someone, but when he saw another big and thick intelligence officer following Hanks, he gave up this idea and turned around and left without looking back.

As soon as he got up and left, Hanks ran to the window, looked at the car that Robert drove, and waited quietly there.

Soon, Robert got on the car and the vehicle rushed away like an arrow.

Seeing the annoying guy leave, Hanks immediately ran out of the office and ran towards the staff of the information team.

As soon as he pushed open the door, the information team members smiled at him and turned around and pointed to the big screen in front of him.

On the big screen, it was Robert's expression when he heard Hanks say something.

Every frame is captured very clearly.

When Hanks leaned over, the clerk in front of the computer took a piece of white paper and handed it over:

"General, when you mention Azerbaijan, this guy's expression changes the most."