559 CIA in action
‘Brother, if you lose it, this thing is useless at all. It cannot penetrate the thick-skinned iron turtles on the opposite side. Only the anti-tank missiles we made in our country and the armor-piercing bombs of the Dragon Guard tank can handle them, otherwise, we can only hold anti-tank mines… “On the battlefield between Iran and Iran, the war is no longer as fierce as before.
The Iranian army, which was not well prepared, has stabilized its position, and it is basically unlikely that the Iraqis will make rapid progress as they did at the beginning.
The two sides have entered a stalemate stage of war.
Mercenaries, who were originally active in the battlefields of various African fraternities, also appeared on the battlefields of Iran and Iran.
The most outstanding performance was the mercenaries from Nippodosan, the East, who had no name or identity, and received varying amounts of rewards by destroying Iraq's weapons and equipment, logistics supplies, and even the other party's intelligence personnel and mercenaries.
The war entered a stalemate stage, and large-scale positional warfare was missing, and various small-scale reconnaissance units began to fight behind enemy lines.
Perhaps special operations are more suitable.
In front of us, we are advancing troops on the edge of the Iranian city occupied by Iraq. The trenches between the two sides are only 200 meters apart recently. The tanks are in the rear.
← Several educated youth soldiers from Nipdosan crawled on the hill near the opposite military camp, wearing thick camouflage nets, and were observing the Iraqi military camp opposite with a Type 79 military telescope from China in their hands.
More than a dozen T72 tanks have now been shut down and are parked scattered inside the camp, while there are more armored vehicles outside. There are always guard posts patrolling the outside.
It is basically not very useful to sneak in and blow up these tanks. Mercenaries from various countries from the African battlefield have made the special operations on the battlefield between Iran and Iran in full swing. The oil and equipment of these advance bases are far apart, and it is not possible to blow up these equipment by frying the oil depot.
"11 t72s, this is 2.2 million US dollars, 23 m113s each, which is 70,000 US dollars. This is also more than one million US dollars. Others are not counted. Just these are all more than two and a half million US dollars..." The young soldier used the rpg in his hand to aim at the tank in the distance and then, sighing with saliva.
The rpg in hand is also a 70-1 62mm single-soldier bazooka from China. It is light in weight and easy to operate, but it cannot penetrate the T72 armor.
This is the result obtained through practical testing.
"rpg, don't drool here. Knock off a few armored vehicles, the big head is gone, causing the other party to chase. Let's not think about making money, go back and report to the leader first..." Another soldier shook his head and said.
The guy in front of him has a special feeling for the Bazooka.
He was not an educated youth, but a soldier from northern Myanmar. The mercenaries selected here. They were basically elite soldiers, most of whom were retired soldiers from China. No one knew what this guy's real name was, and even the regiment commander Shi Dabing did not deliberately understand his name.
Since he didn't even have a rifle when he came here before, he only had a Type 56 40mm rocket launcher he carried with him, and he also wanted others to call him RPG. So no one cared about his name.
That is just a code name, and for mercenaries who may die at any time, the name does not matter. Just leave the troops with the address to which they send their pensions.
"Yes, don't think that the 40 fire in your hand is replaced by 62. It's not a big deal when facing these iron turtles. That thing can kill infantry and blow them up. It won't work against the turtles..." Another young soldier also shook his head with sigh.
"It's a pity that there is no more rpg..." The soldier who spoke at the beginning sighed.
"I'm the most powerful rpg!" rpg (a cameo from a backlight flying bastard who strongly asked only to call this name, Hulu planned to let him die sooner) said with his head raised...
They are a reconnaissance squad, such a forward base, where regular troops that Iran is accumulating strength to organize counterattacks cannot be pulled out at the risk of war continuing to expand.
Mercenaries can take risks for money, but it is difficult to get support.
All mercenaries are clear about this.
"Go back first and discuss with the regiment commander. If it weren't for a sneak attack, we wouldn't have any chance. We had less than fifty people, and there was a guard of an infantry regiment just outside..."
After drawing the picture, he drew the opponent's defense layout and patrol map on it. The middle-aged soldier in charge said to the people around him.
After saying that, the people who were originally lying on the hillside to observe the people opposite, wearing yellow disguised nets, began to retreat slowly to the back.
On the battlefield between Iran and Iran, the most troublesome thing about the special forces is that there is not much vegetation, and the terrain in many places is not very good, which makes them lose a lot of hidden opportunities.
The most direct reason for the outbreak of the Iraq-Iran War is the struggle between Iraq and Iran to compete for sovereignty over the Arab River.
Therefore, during the war, although the war broke out on the vast 1,200-kilometer-long border between the two countries, the most fierce battle was actually on the Arab River close to the Persian Gulf.
Basra is the location of Iraq's Southern Front Command.
The Port of Mahshahel and Avas in the north are the main defensive cities on the southern front of Iran.
Both countries began to increase troops towards these two positions.
Unlike Iran, Iraq not only has the Soviet Union that originally supported them in support of war, but also can buy various weapons and equipment as long as they have money. There are even Americans who originally supported Iran to provide various intelligence to the Iraqi intelligence agencies in order to avenge their revenge and provide Iraq with Iran's defense layout.
Any effort is to get rewards.
There is no eternal friendship between countries, only eternal interests.
The Soviet Union had a huge fiscal deficit, so big customers like Iraq naturally cannot give up. T72 was easily beaten up, which made the Soviets attach great importance to it, even the Americans.
The United States now wants to obtain detailed performance of the Dragon Guard tank and a series of missiles that Iran has obtained from China.
Their intelligence personnel have been here for several months and have not made any achievements.
"Mr. Yu Ping (a guest starring from the rich man D-Den. He is also the ninth elder on the fan list of this book, a series of numbers). Maybe you should give us an explanation. You have consumed at least millions of dollars in special funds in the past few months, and the three months you promised can bring us what we need! If you were not born in the United States since you were young and had never had contact with Chinese people, I would suspect that you were simply a spy sent by Red China!" Jack looked at the young Chinese young man in front of him seriously and roared.
Yu Ping, a Chinese American born in the United States, faced decades of imprisonment in high school because he grew up several female classmates. He eventually fled to Africa and joined the Blackwater Mercenary Company. Because he had a strong learning ability and had a good brain, he became a non-staff member of CIA.
According to his original high school principal and classmates' evaluation, if the child had not been forced to drop out of school because he had grown up at the same time, or if he had taken a little responsibility, he would not have been forced to drop out of school. At least he could be a top student in a school like MIT. Unfortunately, this child not only refused to repent, but also was a yellow man...
"Poss, you have to know. Iran is now controlled by all the fanatical religious elements. Many of the officials left behind by the Pahlavi dynasty were originally cleansed..." Yu Ping said with a very difficult look on his face. Now everyone knows it. In Iran, only Arab faces and Chinese faces are good. "Those who dare to collect money are all lions who speak out, either they don't know these weapons and equipment from China at all. Or we can't afford the price..."
"Stop!" Jack interrupted the Asian man in front of him.
Now he has no choice, otherwise he will directly make this guy a pile of minced meat!
Yu Ping thought he was doing everything seamlessly, more than one million US dollars. It was less than one hundred thousand dollars to actually buy Iranian officials.
He used all the remaining money to his own personal enjoyment. He investigated Iran's intelligence and basically flew three times a month to Paris! Sometimes he went to Spain and other countries. Every time he went there, he looked for the most famous socialite...
Jack is under great pressure now. The Chinese have far exceeded the assessment of the American think tank. No one knows how many weapons they have in their country like the Dragon Guard.
Now, they don’t even understand the performance of the Dragon Guard tank clearly, let alone the Western faces are so obvious in China, where few foreigners are not as good as they cannot spy on intelligence.
Yu Ping is the key target of cia training.
But before this, it is necessary to examine whether he is loyal to the United States of America.
Greedy is not a problem for intelligence personnel.
Being lustful is not a problem. In order to obtain intelligence, intelligence personnel often have to sacrifice their lust.
As long as you get information useful to the United States, nothing is a problem.
"I need you to give me a deadline! Go to Iran! Instead of being able to spy on these very hidden information abroad, it really doesn't work. Go to Pakistan or China!" Jack expressed his impatientness to the young Chinese in front of him.
"Poss, I can't give a deadline. The Tehran hostage incident has not been resolved yet. If they knew I was an American..." Yu Ping immediately said with horror.
Only then did my grandson willing to work hard for the American government!
"Remember, you are not an American, but a Chinese! There are many Chinese in Iran now, and there are even many mercenaries from China on the southern front..." Jack roared.
Regarding Yu Ping's impression, he felt that he had to add a greed for life and fear of death.
It is precisely because of his shortcomings that Jack does not doubt that the man in front of him will betray the interests of the United States of America.
"The problem is that a Chinese person will not ask for this information..." Yu Ping retorted.
"Are you still an intelligence officer?" Jack was about to go wild.
"I am a mercenary, and I am a mercenary's logistics staff! I am a communication..." Yu Ping calmly stated to his angry boss the fact that he was just a logistics staff member.
If you are not a combatant, you naturally don’t need to be brave.
What's more, the United States of America's soldiers' manual tells soldiers that they are not heroes and that they can surrender to the other side when they encounter an invincible enemy, and require soldiers to memorize the regulations on prisoners of war in the Geneva International Convention to ensure that American soldiers are treated fairly.
In China, Yu Ping has always been discriminated against because of his skin color. He has no sense of identity with this country that claims to be a self-traveling and cooking.
What's more, his parents were sacrificed in some unknown incidents.
"Tell me, what should I do so that you can get the information as soon as possible!" Jack completely lost his patience.
"About two million dollars in funding are needed. Last time I was in France, I met a beautiful woman from Iran, the daughter of their Defense Minister Samnira..." Yu Ping lied without thinking at all.
He knew how much money Jack could call in the hands of the Middle East Intelligence Agency, and how much money Jack could afford to pay him, he also understood.
So, without any hesitation, he directly reported a figure of two million US dollars.
This money is enough for him to save his whole life.
Moreover, as long as this money can be obtained, it is a very small price.
In the whole of the United States, the richest department is Cia!
Even the US parliament does not know the amount of CIA's annual funding. After all, this is related to the security of the entire United States. It also has to spy on the Soviet Union's intelligence while defending against the spy on the Soviet Union's KGB, surveillance of the entire Western camp, and prevent them from privately damaging the interests of the entire camp.
At the same time, Cia had to cause trouble for the Soviets in the whole world and teach lessons to governments and countries that were not in the interests of the United States.
"Samnira is the person in charge of weapons and equipment procurement who negotiated with Pakistan and China..." Yu Ping hurriedly explained when he saw Jack's face gloomy as if he was about to fall hail.
Jack is not unfamiliar with Samnira. Samnira's archives are the thickest in the Middle East except Khomeini.
That guy's attitude towards the United States was even stronger than Khomeini. There are reports that the Tehran hostage incident was planned by Sam Nira.
"At that time, if successful, we will have any intelligence in the entire Iran, and we can even know from him what technology there is in the hands of the Chinese. Boss, the director of the CIA should be the wise and generous! At that time, maybe I can become the head of the Asian Affairs Department..." Without ambition, I am naturally not a good intelligence officer. (To be continued.)
ps: The chapter in the morning was yesterday, but it was reviewed because there were violations in it. Today, my wife caught a cold and was taking care of her daughter-in-law. So, there was a little less update. Let’s have another chapter...
Chapter completed!