Fifteen, Praying Mantis Catches Cicada

  Two days later.

  Team members 9397, 9296 and 9155 have been selected by the computer to form an action team. Standby for departure.

  Zhang Jie quietly packed up his equipment. Would he have a chance to use these things again? Zhang Jie didn't know, nobody knew.

  His face was grave.

  Xu Fu watched Zhang Jie clean up without helping. He vaguely felt that Zhang Jie was doing this as a way to relieve his own pressure.

  He sensed an air of danger.

  For this half-master who is 6 years older than himself, Xu Fu has a inexplicable feeling. Half of it is friendship and half of it is kinship.

  In fact, the two people usually don't have much communication in private either.

  Many times, people's care for each other is more infectious and persuasive in action than in words. Thinking of Zhang Jie's usual care for him, Xu Fu felt that he should do something for him.

  After putting away his belongings, Zhang Jie lay down.

  To be honest, he really didn't have anything to gain. Doing these meaningless things was just a form of tension. He had carried out the task more than once before, but this time felt strange, and he felt a thread of fear.

  The will had already been left behind, and before joining the team, each member had to go through this procedure.

  Xu Fu left no will, for he was already a "dead man".

  I don't know how long I've been lying down, looking at the lower bunk, Xu Fu has gone who knows where. This kid is always mysterious and unpredictable. Let him be, Zhang Jie didn't want to think about it anymore at this moment.

  Tomorrow's affairs will be decided tomorrow.

  As soon as the sky brightened, the three of them left their quarters. A helicopter was waiting for them outside. Xu Fu didn't see him off, and from the moment he got up in the morning, he hadn't seen his shadow. This made Zhang Jie feel somewhat regretful.

  The plane roared northwestward.

  In Urumqi, a travel group is waiting for them.

  Destination of travel group: Pakistan.

  "On *th, ****, at around *, local time, a car carrying 6 Chinese engineers was attacked by two gunmen on motorcycles in Hub town, Balochistan province, Pakistan. Two Chinese nationals were killed on the spot, one died after being sent to hospital, and three other Chinese nationals survived."

  After the incident, Pakistani police arrested more than 50 suspects in a raid on the second day. It is reported that 11 Chinese engineers who worked with the deceased engineer in the same factory have been taken to the Chinese Consulate in Karachi and will return home soon, and the bodies of three victims will also be transported back to China in the near future.

  Looking at this news, Zhang Jie felt depressed: Why are the ones who get hurt always Chinese? And his mission this time was related to this news.

  Chinese blood cannot be shed again! And among the three dead people, two of them were his own comrades, Zhang Jie had a kind of resentful anger that was hard to express.

  This is his first time going abroad on a mission.

  He didn't know that for another person, this was his first overseas mission.

  As soon as the plane landed, three people left the group at a special exit in the airport. A car from the embassy quietly took them out of the airport and headed to the Chinese Consulate General in Karachi. Three Chinese men holding their passports replaced them and started a seven-day happy journey.

  After the attack, a man claiming to be a spokesman for the Baloch Liberation Army called the Associated Press in the local bureau and claimed responsibility for the attack. The man, who identified himself as Brahamdagh, said: We killed the Chinese engineers and their driver.

  Balochistan is the largest province of Pakistan by area and the smallest by population.

  In 1947, when India and Pakistan were partitioned, the Kalat State of Balochistan refused to join Pakistan and declared its independence as "Balochistan" but was crushed by Pakistani forces.

  From 1973 to 1976, some tribes in Balochistan province launched armed uprisings. Prime Minister Ali Bhutto sent a total of one million troops to quell the rebellions.

  After Ziaur Rahman came to power in 1977, he adopted a policy of appeasement, declaring general amnesty and increasing development expenditure, which eased tensions but did not address the problem fundamentally.

  Balochistan province is rich in mineral resources, with half of Pakistan's natural gas production coming from here.

  Recently, some armed groups in Balochistan, including the Baloch Liberation Army or Baloch Liberation Front, have been demanding more political power while also seeking greater control over local natural gas and other mineral resources. Their activities have affected Chinese nationals.

  There are currently 4 construction projects in this province that were aided or contracted by China.

  China Harbour Engineering Company (Group) has completed the first phase of Gwadar Port. Under a subsequent supplementary agreement between China and Pakistan, a company is now carrying out dredging works at Gwadar Port.

  Apart from the Guadal Port dredging project and highway projects undertaken by North New Road Bridge Construction Co., Ltd, there are also two other projects - the Shandong Copper Gold Mine development and the Duda Lead Zinc Mine development, with more Chinese construction personnel.

  The Pakistani government has raised the security protection of the two projects to the highest level. The true purpose of the two projects, as speculated by foreign media: that is China's secret submarine base!

  Objectively speaking, Pakistanis are still quite friendly to Chinese tourists. Chinese people in the local area can basically receive good treatment. Decades of friendship have forged a brotherly relationship between the two nations' citizens.

  Therefore, from various intelligence clues analysis, things are not as simple as they seem on the surface. Behind the entire incident, there is another behind-the-scenes black hand.

  Zhang Jie and his team's mission was to find out who was behind the scenes and eliminate him if they had the chance.

  Pakistani police acted swiftly, conducting a surprise raid on some villages near the scene of the incident overnight and arresting more than 50 criminal suspects by dawn. Zhang Jie and two others waited at the embassy for the results of the interrogation. As for the outcome, they did not hold out much hope.

  As for the situation at the "Baloch Liberation Army" headquarters, the three had already become familiar with it on the plane. They were just waiting for nighttime to take action.

  9296 was in charge of reception, 9155 was in charge of exploration, and Zhang Jie's task was to cover. In the special warfare brigade, he was a sniper. For his own profession, he was familiar with it.

  The equipment has been prepared by someone, and the three of them are hurrying to rest. Tonight's task is a physically demanding one.

  Quetta, the capital of Balochistan Province, is about 400 kilometers away from Karachi. After a bumpy ride, we arrived at 2 am.

  The three did not enter the city, but hid their car in the northwest corner of the city center and walked along a mountain road. About 500 meters away from a villa, they stopped. The villa occupies an area of about one square kilometer, facing the highway, with its back against the mountain. On both sides of the villa, about one kilometer away, there are two smaller gardens.

  The three manors are arranged in a triangular formation, forming the shape of a character. This is an excellent layout for both offense and defense. From this point alone, one can see the vigilance of the opponent.

  Intelligence shows that the "Baloch Liberation Army" headquarters is located in one of these three villas. Which one, this makes Zhang Jie and others somewhat difficult.

  At this moment, 9155 patted Zhang Jie's shoulder and signaled him to turn back. Three cars were driving along the mountain road towards them. The bright headlights in the dark night looked very dazzling.

  9155 made a gesture, indicating to hide.

  The car sped past the bend, passing by the hiding place of the three people, and finally stopped in front of the largest mansion. Two Mercedes-Benz cars sandwiched a Cadillac. Quite luxurious, in a country that is not considered wealthy, using such famous cars is quite unusual.

  It's him. Looking at the person with obvious characteristics of a thug in the sedan, all three confirmed it at the same time.

  The moment the car disappeared from the gate, the three men rushed out of their hiding place and moved towards the wall.

  A three-meter-high wall was covered with electrified wire mesh, and the humming noise of the electric current was faintly audible in the night wind.

  After observing for a while, the three of them found a blind spot in the surveillance camera's view and crouched down. 9155 took out a grappling hook from his backpack, swung it to hook onto the top of the wall, and quickly climbed up. As he approached the top, he secured the hook with one hand and hung suspended in mid-air. After stabilizing himself, he pulled out two one-meter-long wires, clamped them onto either side of the iron wire fence, and then flipped over into the courtyard. 9296 followed suit afterwards.

  After watching the two of them go in.

  Zhang Jie retreated to a big tree by the wall and climbed up it.

  After assembling the sniper rifle, he aimed at the courtyard.

  Everything in the courtyard is at a glance through the infrared sight.

  At 9:55 and 9:29, they alternately advanced using trees and standing pillars, and in ten minutes, they approached the main building.

  Watching the two disappear into the main building's gate, Zhang Jie suddenly felt a thread of unease. Smooth, too smooth, things that are too smooth often have unexpected changes.

  This feeling kept reminding him, making him very uncomfortable.

  One minute, one minute, time passed slowly. Zhang Jie's forehead was covered with fine sweat. Why hasn't it come out yet? Patience, you need to have patience, Zhang Jie kept reminding himself of the basic qualities of a sniper.

  When the alarm sounded, Zhang Jie didn't react immediately. The prolonged high tension made his reaction a bit dull. He hastily raised his gun, ready to provide support.

  Figures flit about in the manor.

  As if suddenly emerging from underground, more than a hundred people, holding guns, rushed towards the main building from all sides.

  A burst of shattering glass, a black figure leapt out from the fourth-floor window. The figure landed at an angle on the second-floor balcony, did a somersault and jumped to the ground. The entire movement was smooth and uninterrupted. At the same moment the figure landed, his gun barrel spat out flames.

  Another figure landed safely with a gourd painting bucket.

  The crackling sound of gunfire burst forth.

  Seven or eight dark shadows rushed forward and fell to the ground, which served as a warning to those behind.

  Machine guns spitting fire tongues, continuously sweeping the spot where the two men in black had just landed. Branches, wooden shoes and cement powder flew wildly.

  Zhang Jie saw that there was no one in sight at that place. If he stood still, even if he wore a bulletproof vest, he would have been riddled with bullets by now.

  At this moment, 9155 and 9296 were suppressed behind a large tree, unable to show their heads.

  Although they had run tens of meters away from the landing point, the stray bullets flying everywhere made them dare not to show up easily. In this situation, once locked by the opponent, except for surrendering, it's likely that they would become human targets.

  Two people waiting for support.

  Behind a window on the west wing of the main building, a figure was smoking and appreciating the scene below. He is the director of today's play, the leader of "Baloch Liberation Army", Mubarak Hahn.

  After wiping his own feces and urine, he guarded against this move.

  No matter whether the ones who came today were Burmese police or Chinese agents, he wanted them to come and never return. Foolish, not even thinking that without powerful backing, how could he be so arrogant? Behind him, however, was a master who could make the world tremble.

  I've already dug the hole, just waiting for someone to jump in. What's that Chinese saying... Ah yes, it's called "Mantis catching cicada". Wonderful Chinese language, magical Chinese culture! Unfortunately, Chinese people have too much cultural air and lack a bit of wildness.

  Two shots rang out, and two figures fell from the surrounding shadows.

  There is a sniper.

  A brief panic appeared in the crowd.

  A few inexperienced guys stood with guns in hand, looking around cautiously.

  Two more gunshots rang out, and the crowd of people rushed to the ground. Everyone was lying on the ground. The opponent's sniper hiding in the dark corner began to look for Zhang Jie's position.

  The tree was too conspicuous, easy to be discovered, but Zhang Jie had no choice. The commanding heights that controlled the entire manor were only these few trees. Fortunately, before firing, he made special arrangements for the muzzle. He used a broken tile to cover the muzzle, avoiding the flame exposure when the bullet was fired. Even so, he couldn't guarantee how long he could support without being discovered.

  Taking advantage of the weakening gunfire, 9155 and 9296 quickly got up and rushed in a direction 45 degrees opposite to Zhang Jie. The attention of the pursuing troops was once again attracted by them.

  When the pursuing crowd slowly gathered in his direction, Zhang Jie pressed the detonation button.

  The tremendous power of the C4 bomb tore human limbs apart, and the rolling air waves tossed these severed limbs into the air like a goddess scattering flowers. A large hole was blown in the surrounding wall.

  9155 and 9296 quickly turned around and rushed over. Two tongues of flame engulfed the crowd, and more than a dozen lives were reaped by the god of death in an instant.

  As the two rushed out of the cave, Zhang Jie had already slid down from the tree. After the two rushed past him, Zhang Jie quickly set up several tripwire traps and retreated under cover.

  Time is running out.

  On the tree, Zhang Jie had already seen two other villas on this mountain road, with a row of car lights lit up. Three guns against hundreds of people, the chance of survival was zero.

  The car stopped not far away. Before getting in and starting the engine, Zhang Jie heard a few explosions and the sound of footsteps chasing behind him had also become sparse. He was still quite pleased with his own arrangements.