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Chapter one hundred and sixty first harvest

Just after sneaking around to kill all the enemies on the first floor, Price's voice suddenly came from Lu Qi's earphones:

"This is B-6. The evacuation convoy is approaching the target building. The estimated arrival time is one minute."

"Copy that! Gather in front of the villa gate, over!"

After that, Lu Qi casually picked up a walkie-talkie from the guard's waist, then rushed along the stairs to the third floor in one breath.

Lu Qi knocked on the study door three times rhythmically, and then pushed the door open and entered.

When he saw it was Lu Qi, holding a handful of AK soap in his hand, he was about to ask about the situation, but found that his floral shirt was stained with bright red blood. He couldn't help but frown, "Are you injured?!"

Looking down at the blood stains on the floral shirt, Lu Qi waved his hand and explained casually:

"Oh, these are not mine."

"Stop talking about this, Price and the others will arrive at the villa in less than a minute. We have to go!"

Hearing Price's name, Soap and Xiaoqiang couldn't help but perked up and took action quickly.

Seeing the two of them helping up the dizzy Carlos, Lu Qi did not forget to say goodbye to Ella on the other side of the radio:

"Ella, thanks, you should evacuate too. See you at the base?"

"See you at the base."

Just as he hung up the radio, Price's voice sounded at the right time:

"Thirty seconds!"

Hearing this, Lu Qi's brows jumped, then he turned back and reminded:

"time to go!"

Zao Zao and Xiao Qiang were on one side, supporting the exhausted Carlos, while Lu Qi held his gun with both hands and opened the way in front.

It took fifteen seconds to go from the third floor to the first floor.

As soon as they arrived at the lobby on the first floor, the three of them heard a "bang" coming from outside the villa!

Two black bulletproof Hummers, like tigers descending a mountain, broke through the parking railing in front of the villa and rushed straight to the door of the villa.

The bullets hit the speeding car body wildly, making a "clang-clang-clang" sound, which was extremely harsh.

Following a perfect and elegant turn, the leading Hummer braked suddenly and stopped right in front of the villa gate.

With a "pop" sound, the car door was opened. Price, who was sitting in the car and wearing a bonny hat, raised his chin at Lu Qi and the others and asked:

"We're not late, are we?"

Hearing this, Lu Qi smiled back and replied:

“The time is just right!”

First, Soap and Xiaoqiang put the target person on the Hummer. Lu Qi, who finally got into the car, did not forget to take out the walkie-talkie that he had taken from the guard and shouted in Portuguese:

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! The boss is in the car!"

As soon as these words came out, the militiamen who were attacking the Humvee around the villa couldn't help but slap their hands.

Some militiamen ignored the warning and continued to fire, while others hesitated.

Taking advantage of the disagreement, the two Hummers drove away...

...

The arrest operation of Task Force 141 in the slums of Rio de Janeiro was very successful.

Not only did they catch Brazil's largest black market arms dealer, they also brought back the intelligence they wanted. More importantly, a noteworthy name was discovered from Carlos' computer - Makarov!

Having a name makes everything much easier.

With the efforts of the intelligence department, everything about Makarov was dug out one by one.

"Vladmir Makarov graduated from the Frunze Military Academy, served in the 98th Airborne Division, and performed missions in Chechnya."

"Due to his participation in inhumane cleaning operations, he was investigated by the United Nations and forced to retire. After that, Makarov relied on his skills and qualities as a soldier and began to carry out criminal activities such as human trafficking, money laundering, bomb attacks, and assassinations.

.”

"Later, he was favored by Zakayev and became Zakayev's confidant."

At this point, Price, who was standing in front of the tactical screen and telling everyone about Makarov's life story, couldn't help but glance at Sheffield sitting aside, and then said:

"According to reliable intelligence, it was this bastard who personally detonated nuclear bombs in the Middle East!"

Hearing this, the 141 people sitting in the tactical room couldn't help but look solemn.

“After Zakayev’s death, Makarov became his successor within the extremist organization. After losing the political struggle with the current president of Mauritius, he integrated the people in the organization and formed a group called

As a "core group" terrorist organization, it continues to carry out various terrorist activities..."

"He was also the one who ordered his men to attack the transport convoy and rescue little Zakayev."

Looking at the frontal photo of Makarov on the tactical screen, Soap couldn't help but ask:

"Is this the guy we're going to deal with next?"

Before Price could answer, Sheffield, who was sitting on the seat next to him, said first:

"Yes, but not entirely. Our target is the core group headed by Makarov and Zakaev Jr.!"

After a pause, Sheffield turned to look at Lu Qi across the conference table and asked:

"When is the next transaction?"

"Three days later, the transaction location was an abandoned factory on the border between Georgia and Armenia."

Nodding, Sheffield turned his attention to Price, "What's going on with Carlos? Have you agreed to cooperate with us?"

Hearing this, Price twitched the corner of his mouth, spread his hands, and responded:

"He had no other choice..."

"Good, let's get ready, boys!"

Before leaving the tactics room, Sheffield did not forget to pat Lu Qi on the shoulder and praised: "Well done, Second Lieutenant Mars."

Lu Qi was a little unaccustomed to Sheffield's admiration, and even began to be wary of whether he had been spotted by this old man and planned to let him do some undercover or other death-defying missions.

Not to mention being undercover, as soon as Makarov or Zakayev saw Lu Qi, they would definitely shoot him immediately without hesitation.

After all, he was the murderer who killed Zakayev with his own hands, and both Makarov and Zakayev wanted to cut him into pieces.

Thinking of this, Lu Qi couldn't help but feel relieved...

...

For 141, this arrest operation was fruitful.

For Lu Qi personally, this action was even more so.

Not only did Carlos, the middleman, lift the mysterious veil of Makarov, so that the mastermind behind the scenes could no longer hide in the dark and do things with peace of mind. He also obtained it from the hands of arms dealers.

A considerable sum of money.

Lu Qi did not report the US$100 million accumulated through arms transactions to his superiors, but instead transferred it to multiple overseas accounts with peace of mind.

He has already thought of how to use this US$100 million...

The next day, Lu Qi and others, who had just completed their mission in Brazil, got a day off.

Lu Qi, who changed into casual clothes, bid farewell to Credenhill Base, declined the offer of Brother Soap and others to go to the bar to have fun together, and headed to London alone.

After arriving in London, he walked around almost half of the city, and after making sure no one was following him, he bought a new mobile phone at the flea market and replaced it with a new SIM card.

The first call on my new mobile phone was to a number from Mauritius.

With the waiting tone of "Beep~Beep~Beep~", the phone was quickly connected, and a very rough voice immediately rang:

"Hello? Who is it?"
Chapter completed!
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