Chapter 37: The Mysterious Radio Wave Plea for Help

  On the third day after Christmas, to be exact on December 28th early in the morning, Professor Mark called me, and from his extremely magnetic voice I heard an excitement that was hard to conceal.

  "Boss! I have some good news to tell you. The results of the blood analysis are out, and after comparing various information, we've made a major discovery. Come here right away!"

  "Good!" I responded, and immediately called Jason, drove to Professor Mark's place.

  As soon as we walked into Professor Mark's office, he invited us to sit in front of his computer. Jason asked, "Professor, I heard you have made a major discovery, tell us quickly, what is it?" Professor Mark said, "Don't be impatient, first let me show you some data, after looking at the data, you will understand what's going on."

  Professor Mark opened a file on his computer and played three sets of pictures and two videos in sequence. The first set of pictures described the development and current situation of the "East Turkestan Terrorist Organization". The second set of pictures described the terrorist activities launched by Middle Eastern Islamic extremist organizations represented by "Al-Qaeda" over the years; among them, it specifically introduced the organizational situation of "Al-Qaeda" after its leader Bin Laden was killed.

  The third set of photos introduces the "Gurjit Singh Dhaliwal terrorist organization", all of which were collected and sorted by US intelligence agencies in recent years, and the content presented is in stark contrast to the first two sets of photos.

  From the information conveyed through pictures, the living and survival conditions of Islamic extremists in various places can be described as miserable. Although they are still persisting in organizing and carrying out terrorist activities, although many young believers continue to join their ranks, and although they still control a small amount of oil resources, all this cannot save them from their decline and collapse. Reality tells them that Muslims who yearn for a peaceful life have come to abhor their terrorist acts, and the world has cast them into an even darker corner, dealing them severe blows. They lack the wealth, weapons, technology, and social foundation to support their continued fighting, and the final outcome awaiting them will inevitably be annihilation.

  On the contrary, the "Gurital" that is rising day by day is completely different from them. They possess high-tech technology that no country in the world can match and covet, have a 50,000-strong elite army and tens of millions of cannon fodder troops, and own wealth that is inexhaustible. More importantly, its organizational members infiltrate the parties, governments, armies, and schools of many important countries around the world. All this proves that "Gurital" has the strength to contend with the world.

  The two video segments played afterwards were relatively short, with a total length of only 3 minutes and 11 seconds. The first segment was 1 minute and 7 seconds long, captured by spy satellites in Central Asia. In the video, an old man with a white beard wearing traditional Arabic clothing walked back and forth in front of a mosque, looking like he was waiting for someone. This scene continued until 1 minute and 59 seconds. Just as I was wondering what this segment meant, a bat-shaped flying device appeared in the video, landing near the old man. Then, a middle-aged man wearing a black suit walked out of the flying device.

  The man in black walked to the side of the old man with white beard under the escort of bodyguards. Just as they had just shaken hands, the man in black seemed to have received some message suddenly. He waved his hand towards the flying machine, as if he had sent out a signal. Then the video was cut off.

  Professor Mark told us that this black-clad man had activated a shielding program, making it impossible for the spy satellite to capture their images.

  The second video is also captured by a spy satellite, and the main character is still an old man with a white beard. Although he was not wearing traditional Arab clothing this time, it can be seen from his physical characteristics that he may be the same person as the old man in the first video. In this 2-minute-4-second video, the old man leads a team of soldiers and confronts a small US unit in a ruined town with broken walls. The confrontation quickly escalated into an intense battle, with both sides exchanging heavy fire. The old man's side soon showed signs of defeat and was eventually forced to retreat to a mountain bunker. During the exchange of fire, the old man was shot in the chest and his life hung in the balance. Just as the US unit was about to break through the mountain bunker, the flying device that appeared in the previous video reappeared, breaking through the dense firepower blockade and taking away the old man.

  After finishing the materials, Professor Mark asked us: "How about it, have you two found anything?" I thought for a moment and asked the professor back: "What are the identities of the white-bearded old man in the video and the black-clothed person who came into contact with him?" Professor Mark said: "The white-bearded old man is the new leader of Al-Qaeda, who has emerged in recent years. His name is Ayman al-Zawahiri. The black-clothed person who came into contact with him is called Tian Sha, the military commander of the Guritta organization."

  "Professor," Jason asked, "what direct connection does this have with the blood samples we collected?"

  Professor Mark said, "There is a connection, of course. Although the 'base organization' has strong armed forces, it has been defeated and fragmented in the anti-terrorism war in recent years. They want to establish an Islamic state with a true sense of unity between politics and religion. However, the decline of Islamic extremist organizations makes their ideal more and more elusive. But just when they were at a dead end, 'Gurital' reached out to them. You also saw that their high-level officials have already begun in-depth contact."

  I asked, "But isn't it said that 'Al-Qaeda' and other Islamic extremist organizations fundamentally disagree with the 'Gurkhas' in terms of their beliefs and have nothing to do with each other? Why did they abandon their faith and form an alliance now?" Professor Mark smiled and said, "This is easy to explain. One side has advanced technology, money, and weapons, but lacks a spiritual belief that can rally and mobilize troops; the other side has only loyal beliefs and people who can serve as cannon fodder. Therefore, they naturally joined forces. One side strengthened its cannon fodder army through the alliance, while the other gained technical, military, and financial support through the alliance, each taking what they needed."

  Jason said, "But Professor, even if the facts are as you say, that only proves that the Gurtal cult has formed an alliance with Al-Qaeda, but what does it have to do with blood?"Professor Mark said, "Don't be impatient, I haven't gotten to the key point yet. Bort said that 'Gurtal' has a mind-swapping technology that can help key personnel complete top-secret missions and extend the lives of important figures. You saw that Amy was seriously injured in that battle, as an important leader of Al-Qaeda, his life is extremely valuable to Gurtal, so the leaders of Gurtal must have tried every means to save his life. Moreover, Bort also said that there are very few Muslims in the Chinese Southern Battle Corps, and even fewer in key positions. Therefore..."

  "Professor, you mean that the true identity of Bantou Ryuu, who is possessing Liu Hui's body, is actually Amy!" I asked anxiously before Professor Mark could finish speaking. Professor Mark nodded and said: "From the current information analysis, it is highly likely." I asked again: "But if Bantou Ryuu is indeed Amy, why did he call himself Bantou Ryuu?"

  Professor Mark said, "This is not difficult to explain. When we interrogated Krute, we learned that the core members of the Gureitar cult organization all have a special code name. For example, Zayil's special code name within the cult organization is 'Broken Army'. And I think Amy didn't reveal her identity because she didn't want the world to know that she was still alive."

  "This is getting interesting, Professor! Now that you mention it, I'm becoming more and more interested in this cult organization. What else did Krute tell you? Tell us, it'll help us with our future battles." Jason said excitedly. Professor Mark said: "I won't say any more, I've already said too much, saying any more would be a violation of discipline."

  Professor Mark's lips curled up with "Guritar" just piqued our curiosity, but his abrupt stop suddenly threw us back into the depths of excitement. Jason said relentlessly: "Don't do this, Professor, please, reveal a little bit of information, it doesn't matter, we're all special agents." The professor shook his head very firmly and said: "No way, I really can't say anything else, I've done what you asked me to do, at least now you know the true identity of Liu Hui's host, that's enough. You know the secrecy clause, don't make it difficult for me."

  "Otherwise, Professor, why don't you tell us some marginal information, just like telling a story? You can be a bit vague with your words." I said after thinking for a moment. Jason added, "Yes, Professor, it won't harm the interests of the United States to reveal some information. Since you've already started, why not say more?"

  Professor Mark thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then I'll tell you again about the special code names of cult organization members." "Good! Good!" Jason and I responded simultaneously.

  Professor Ma paused for a moment before continuing, "In the 'Gurital Organization', each important person has a special codename. As I mentioned earlier, Zha'er's special codename is Pojun. According to Kruit's account, aside from Pojun and Tiasha, there are several other key figures within their organization. They include Dishasha, Canglang, Ming'e, and Guimeng."

  I asked: "What about the Tiān Shā, Cāng Láng, Mìng è and Guī Míng? What kind of people are they within the cult organization, what do they manage, and are they all core figures in the cult's armed forces?" Professor Mark said: "Tiān Shā, Dì Jiǎo, and Mìng è are respectively responsible for strategic planning, logistics supply and equipment, special operations and cannon fodder management of the cult's armed forces. As for Guī Míng, we know very little about him. Guī Míng is a particularly mysterious figure, seemingly in charge of the most core matters within the cult organization."

  Jason asked, "What is the so-called core thing?" Professor Mark said, "Many, such as high-tech, such as ideological thoughts." I asked, "And what about Cang Lang? Who is he?" Professor Mark said, "He is Umi's personal bodyguard, a mysterious and unfathomable person."

  Jason said, "The Gurital cult organization's water is really too deep, Professor. Let's talk about something more specific, such as the layout of their military base and their recent movements."Professor Mark looked at Jason and hastily waved his hand, saying, "That's all I know, don't forget that I'm just a technical person, not a Pentagon executive or a core manager of the Foreign Affairs Bureau."Jason said, "Professor, don't be coy. Since you've already broken discipline, it doesn't matter if you say more."

  Professor Mark smiled and said, "Jason, don't try to fool me, I'm not that easy to deceive. I didn't say anything just now, you know that in your heart. What do you think, Bolt?" I nodded and said, "Yes, Professor! You didn't say anything." Professor Mark smiled again and said, "Alright, I'm busy and so are you, let's stop here for today."

  I stood up and said to the professor, "Alright, Professor! Then we'll take our leave first. Sorry for the trouble, thank you again for helping me find out Liu Hui's true identity." After finishing speaking, I pulled Jason: "Jason, let's go!" Jason hurriedly said: "Don't be in a hurry, mudfish, I still have something to ask the professor!"

  "What's the matter, Professor is busy, let's come back another day." I pulled Jason up from his chair without saying a word and dragged him out of Professor Mark's office. Before being dragged out, Jason didn't forget to say to Professor Mark: "Professor, thank you, we'll talk again another day!"

  After leaving Professor Mark's place, I suddenly stopped in front of Mrs. Jones' office while passing by. Jason asked: "What's wrong, why aren't you moving?" I thought for a moment and said: "Jason, didn't the lady say that we would be sent to New Delhi to catch Mr. T after Christmas? But now that Christmas is over, why haven't we received any news?" Jason said: "Don't rush, Auntie said so, let's calm down and wait for orders. The day after tomorrow is New Year's Day, maybe it's waiting until after the New Year to send us."

  "No!" I said with some annoyance. "Jason, I don't want to wait any longer, I want to take action as soon as possible, can you help me ask?" Jason said: "Eel, I understand your feelings, but it's best not to ask. Although Auntie seems easy-going on the surface, she is actually very strict in her work principles. Since she hasn't given us an order to capture Mr. T, there must be a reason for it. If we go find her rashly, it will be useless."

  "I said faintly, 'But... Jason, you know that humiliation and hatred are weighing on me like a mountain, I'm having trouble sleeping and eating, I'm really being pressed to the point of suffocation. I don't want to live with this burden of humiliation, I want to throw myself into battle as soon as possible and complete my final mission as a soldier, I want to return to my country and unit with my head held high, or... or die on the battlefield.'"

  Jason asked, "Muddy, why can't you just blend in with the current life, forget about the past and live happily?" I shook my head helplessly and said, "Sorry Jason! I really can't do it, this world doesn't belong to me..." Jason looked at me without speaking, after a long while, he finally patted my shoulder and said, "Alright Muddy, let's give it a try." I nodded and said, "Thanks Jason!"

  We knocked on Mrs. Jones's office door and walked in together.

  Mrs. Jones looked at us, smiled and asked: "Uninvited guests, what's up? Do you two have something to say?" I said carefully: "Yes, ma'am!" Mrs. Jones asked: "What is it, speak up." I said: "Ma'am, please forgive my abrupt words, but you mentioned that after Christmas, we would take action to capture Mr. T, now that Christmas has passed, when will you send us to New Delhi to capture Mr. T?"

  "What's wrong with you, Mudfish? Have you forgotten? I told you to wait for my command." Mrs. Jones said calmly. "Yes, ma'am! I know I should wait for your command, but..." Before I could finish speaking, Jason took over and said: "Auntie, please understand Mudfish, he's not American, don't think of him with an American mindset. Honestly, I can understand him, his days are really tough now, he's really eager to join the fight, to shorten this endless war, to clear his name!"

  Mrs. Jones asked me: "Is loach like this?" "Yes!" I said firmly.

  "Alright, so be it," said Mrs. Jones thoughtfully. "Muddy, you'll fly to New Delhi tomorrow first. I'll send over the relevant materials and tasks later." "Okay, ma'am, thank you!" I nodded in agreement. Jason asked, "Auntie, why are you sending Muddy alone? What about me?"

  "Wait, Jason, let me finish," said Mrs. Jones. "The mission to capture Mr. T is definitely yours and Muddy's to carry out, but you can't go together. I've arranged it this way partly to satisfy Muddy's desire to get into battle as soon as possible, and partly so that you can spend New Year's with your parents." Jason said, "No, Auntie! Let us go together, I'll be with Muddy through thick and thin!"

  Mrs. Jones smiled and said, "I know you two have a deep friendship, but it's not necessary to be inseparable, actually there's another important reason for letting the catfish go to New Delhi first." "What reason?" I asked eagerly.

  Mrs. Jones said, "We've caught a distress signal, and it's coming from New Delhi. After decoding, we found that the signal is using the original international special forces' cipher! Muddy, you should be familiar with this." I said, "Yes, what's the specific content of the distress signal?"

  Mrs. Jones said, "According to the information displayed, the distress signal was sent out by a subterranean branch of 'Gurital' in New Delhi before it was captured. What's more, at the same time we intercepted the distress code, we also intercepted another important piece of information, and this information is related to the catfish."

  "Oh..." Jason and I exchanged a look of surprise. I quickly asked, "Ma'am, what is it?" Mrs. Jones paused for a moment before saying, "The informant has obtained some important information, which contains crucial details about the 'Gurital' military operation; and with this information, we can clear your name." "Rosspbina..." Tears almost fell from my eyes as I immediately realized that the informant Mrs. Jones was referring to was Rosspbina.

  Mrs. Jones saw that I was somewhat excited and asked, "What's wrong, Loach? Do you know this man?" After calming down, I said, "His name is Ross Pindar, a comrade-in-arms from my special forces training days, an Estonian. I had contact with him in Thailand using secret codes, but lost touch later. It turns out he was trapped in New Delhi."

  Mrs. Jones said: "Eel, to be honest with you, I was very hesitant before telling you this information, and I really didn't want to lose a capable assistant like you." I said: "Thank you, Mrs. Jones, I understand what you mean, thank you for finally telling me." Jason said excitedly: "Eel, it seems that the injustice you suffered will soon be revealed, but please agree with me, let's stay in America forever and be brothers for life!"

  I patted Jason on the shoulder and smiled at him, saying: "No matter what happens in the future, we are brothers for life." Then I said to Mrs. Jones: "Ma'am, my comrades are suffering, I can't wait any longer, I want to set out now!"

  "Alright! Be careful..." said Mrs. Jones after a moment's thought.

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