Chapter 33: Borrowing a Tiger's Might

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  The leader of this Sunni militia force, Saraha, recounted the events surrounding the so-called "kidnapping": Last night at around 7:00 pm, two American soldiers brought a woman to their building. The woman was dazed and couldn't say anything. The American soldiers told him that the woman was an American soldier

  Fine, supplying anti-American armed forces

  Report, temporarily hand her over to them for management, whatever they want to do with her is fine, but she can't be allowed to run away or die. Recently

  The son, they were short of money, saw this woman was pretty

  The man had an idea, took her to the Hunter's Club, made over a hundred dollars, and brought her back by 12 o'clock. This morning, the woman suddenly woke up, shouting that she was the daughter of the American ambassador and would have them all killed. They were frightened and didn't know what to do when another woman came in. It was a mysterious masked woman who seemed to appear out of nowhere, as all the doors and windows were locked.

  Her hands were extremely skilled, and Saraha's several subordinates who fought with her were all beaten to the point of broken bones. Saraha was also subdued under her command, and Saraha took one of her subordinates, drove Allen to a highway near Maya Village, and then stuffed him into a bridge hole. She tore off the cloth ball from Allen's mouth and left without caring about his life or death.

  On their way back, the masked woman disappeared without a trace, but left a note asking them to drive around on the main street for an hour.

  Lem carefully recalled the events before and after this incident and gradually figured out the sequence of events: Imrani had ambushed and captured Allen and two guards somewhere, then killed the guards and gave Allen some kind of anesthetic. She made Zachariah and Slagi, her two accomplices, wear the guards' uniforms to disguise themselves as American soldiers and bring Allen to Saraha's place.

  In this way, she achieved a double goal: first, through Allen, she attempted to draw Saraha's armed forces into the terrorist camp; second, by throwing out Saraha, she framed the Sunni militia organization and shifted the attention of the US military.

  But what was her ultimate goal in doing so? Lem felt that something was not quite right. Lem made a phone call...

  Report to base, understand Zacharia's direction. The answer is that the positioning point of tracking Zacharia has not moved, in other words, Zacharia is like a wooden stake stuck in the mosque. He feels this is very abnormal. At this time, his mobile phone rang, and it was Jackson's call. This guy always brings trouble. After answering the phone, there was indeed a problem. The armored patrol car sent to monitor Zacharia in the north of the city encountered a roadside bomb attack. The patrol car was disabled, and one of the seven US soldiers inside was killed on the spot, and two were injured.

  Laim instantly understood that Imani was a three-in-one arrow, and the last one was to lure the tiger away from the mountain: to let Sarah drive around the street for an hour, intentionally letting the line discover her, and to take this old tiger away from Zacharia's sight. He fell for it.

  Laim didn't dare hesitate, leading the "Wolf" team to rush to the north of the city immediately. From a distance, he saw a towering mosque, and as he approached, he felt a solemn and sacred power pressing in. This mosque was about seven or eight floors high, built very grandly, with two white minarets guarding the magnificent main building, and the domed roof seemed to connect with the blue sky. In front of the temple was a smooth square, with a huge crater on one side, accumulating a lot of sand and dust, and a broken stone pillar fell to one side, looking a bit desolate and ruined.

  The explosion site was about 400-500 meters away from the mosque...

  The scene was embarrassing for the US military. The armored vehicle, like a crippled wolf, lay on the ground with its right side wheels blown off and smoke still rising from the engine cover. The area had been cleared, and the injured American soldiers had been taken away. Dozens of American soldiers were maintaining guard. A captain and a lieutenant ran over to salute: "General Lehm, Captain Gottwin and Lieutenant Boris reporting."

  "Ah, it's you two," General Lehm replied with a wave of his hand, recognizing them from the previous encounter on the road to Amman. He couldn't help but smile wryly, "You two seem to have a knack for roadside bombs. Twice we've met, and both times it's about dealing with roadside bombs."

  Lieutenant Boris scratched his head like a child, saying nothing. Captain Gottwin smiled wryly, "Maybe my luck is just too bad."

  "Have you checked the mosque?" General Lehm asked.

  "We just came out of the temple, didn't find anything, and left a platoon to guard around the mosque," Captain Gottwin replied.

  "Did you find the tracker's location?"

  "No. The tracker signal suddenly disappeared at some point."

  "Oh? Go back in and take another look, do a thorough search." General Lehm furrowed his brow, ordering Major Duncan to lead the troops in strengthening the guard around the mosque, sealing off all exits. He also ordered Lieutenant Colonel Mack to bring a nine-man team, along with Captain Gottwin and Lieutenant Boris, to follow him into the temple for a search.

  After leaving the highway, a wide, smooth stone road stretched out before them, leading to the square in front of the mosque. On the steps of the mosque, two guards from the 4th Mechanized Infantry Regiment saluted, standing at attention. General Lehm and his team passed through the arched temple gate and entered the prayer hall.

  Seven or eight imams were gathered near the lectern, talking about something. When they saw the American soldiers enter, they immediately dispersed.

  General Lehm looked around, taking in the surroundings. The mosque was old but still beautifully decorated inside, with intricate geometric patterns and Arabic calligraphy that seemed to convey the depth and richness of Islamic civilization. The hall was empty, with thick Persian wool carpets covering the floor. On either side were eight rooms for the imams to rest.

  General Lehm observed carefully, noting that the walls were clean, and the carpets were about 70% new, indicating that there were still believers coming to pray here.

  After searching the main hall for over half an hour without finding anything, General Lehm ordered his team of thirteen to split into four groups of three or four to search each room.

  General Lehm led Captain Gottwin and Lieutenant Boris to check the rooms on the left corridor. When they reached the sixth room, they found something unusual - a small dark red spot on the corner of the carpet, which was a bloodstain. Judging from the color of the blood, it had been left there today.

  General Lehm asked Lieutenant Boris to call in a few imams from outside. Soon, two imams were brought in by Lieutenant Boris. The two imams wore the same white robes and headscarves, with only their beards different - one was white, the other black. Neither Captain Gottwin nor Lieutenant Boris spoke Arabic, so General Lehm had to ask the questions himself.

  "Has anyone been in this room today?" General Lehm asked.

  The two imams looked at each other, then shook their heads.

  "Where did the bloodstain on the carpet come from?"

  The two imams remained silent.

  It's big, it should be the result of usual lecturing on ancient Quran training.

  "What's with the blood in your room?"

  Again, silence.

  "Is it raining blood from the sky? But your room has a roof and won't leak rain."

  Still silence.

  "Speak up!" Laim raised his voice, "This is human blood, someone was killed here, who did it? Is it you guys?"

  The two Ahong both knelt down,

  The old man bowed deeply, facing Lem as if in prayer, knocking his head incessantly: "Sir, the mosque murder, blasphemy against God, unforgivable."

  Lem was speechless, waving his hand to let the two ahongs go.

  Gottwein said: "Otherwise, change two people to come in and ask again?"

  "No need, the ahongs here are all of a kind"

  "Let's search carefully again, see if there are any other discoveries." The three of them patted the wall left and right, then bent down to tap on the ground left and right, but still couldn't find anything. Laim was getting more and more anxious, this was his first big loss, he had been tricked by the female demon head, a patrol car had been destroyed, and three people were injured, this made him furious, and with a loud shout, he pulled on the carpet, flipping it over. This time, they saw a smooth granite floor, with a stone slab about one meter square, with an inlaid copper ring on top. Laim pulled on the copper ring, and the stone slab opened up, revealing a spacious entrance. Gottwin took out a military flashlight and shone it down, seeing a long staircase leading down, but couldn't tell how deep it went.

  The commotion had gotten loud, and the monks inside the temple came running in, trying to stop the American soldiers from going down into the hole. Laim shouted: "Major Mac, get everyone over here!" Mac brought his special forces team running in, and chased all the monks out. Laim ordered Gottwin and Boris to guard the entrance, while he took Mac and the team down into the hole.

  The staircase had over a hundred steps, leading to a narrow passageway, which they followed for over thirty meters before it gradually widened. Suddenly, they stopped in their tracks, seeing two people lying on the ground, both shot dead, with a bullet wound on their forehead and a large pool of blood behind their head.