Qi Tianlin could only be glad that he did not carry any burden in order to facilitate infiltration. Apart from a pistol and the stress tester, the next trip speed was a little slower than before, and he returned to the US military base without stopping. This time, he didn't even delay the parking at the door for the document inspection. Seven or eight cars were parked again in the parking lot. Before entering the fenced yard of the CIA, Qi Tianlin obviously felt that when he left, several military jeeps and military uniform patrol personnel were added around!

I am now taken to a strictly guarded US military compound!

He couldn't express Qi Tianlin's mood at this time when he said he was complaining. He hurriedly let go of his hand and let himself fall on the ground of the parking lot and keep shaking his palms, soothing his arms that were already swollen.

It is good to have the ability to regenerate yourself, but if you keep it in a fixed position without moving for two hours, the feeling of tension between muscles is still very real, and you will feel tired after thinking about it!

Qi Tianlin, who was relieved, learned a lesson this time. He found that the agents got out of the car with a few white robes and entered the house without saying a word, quietly followed the cover between the bottom of the car, moving one by one to the corner of the wall. Finally, after twenty minutes, they slowly stuck to the wall and moved themselves out of the bottom of the car. The discomfort symptoms in their hands had disappeared. They moved the P226, which was screwed on the muffler, and opened the anti-infrared detection pen, measured that there was no infrared camera around, and then stood up cautiously against the wall.

It was already dark, and the usual black long-sleeved T-shirt, jeans and desert combat boots were the clothes that Qi Tianlin often wore when he was working in the past two days. Although he had worn a temperature-controlled ice silk suit that could control heat radiation as much as possible, he still had to prevent any camera from leaving behind.

With a little agitation, Qi Tianlin walked along the eaves directly towards the glass door that the CIAs had just rushed in!

This is what makes people brave and talented. Qi Tianlin has always been familiar with the structure of these barracks and knows that it is mostly a long corridor inside, with various offices on both sides. Rather than being sluggish outside the wire, it is easy to be discovered by sentries or high-point sniper observers outside the wire, it is better to cut into the building first to look for opportunities.

Anyway, he has changed his height and appearance now. There will be no reception in the office on duty at night. Sure enough, after the door in the middle was pushed open, a loud shouting and footsteps could be heard inside. Qi Tianlin was about to pick a room and push the door in, but suddenly his footsteps paused, and several posters on the side of the door caught his sight.

Two Arabian white robes wearing black top rings on a colorful poster of four-open size.

This is a poster that can be seen everywhere in the capital of Karta...

It is this poster that makes Qi Tianlin feel familiar!

The old former head of state announced the voluntary abdication to his son who was only 33 years younger... This behavior similar to abdication is extremely rare in the Arab world. As the head of state, it is almost the first case, so it has become an important gimmick for Karta to promote himself as a democracy!

This is a sensational thing in the Arab world in the past two years.

Monarchical democracy? Stop kidding!

So Qi Tianlin had never read this poster seriously before, but now he clearly found that the older former head of state was one of the white robes that he was taken back here in the car and brought back to the car in the operation just now?

Qi Tianlin suddenly realized that his national leader's disease was still continuing. Has he met a former head of state with inside information?

But I paused slightly without stopping. I quickly walked to an office opposite. When I crossed the entire corridor, I glanced at at least thirty offices, and the most lively ones were all concentrated at the end of the right. There were also people walking back and forth in the aisle there in a hurry, and I didn't notice Qi Tianlin dozens of meters away!

The spherical door lock has no lock. This movable board room, which is assembled with lightweight partition boards, is the most used material in the US military's base barracks around the world. It can be knocked open even if it is hard. However, Qi Tianlin still tried to open it silently as gently as possible, and entered without any aggressiveness. He had already touched his pistol and carried it behind his butt with his right hand.

A staff member who was lowering his head to sort out files and entering the computer did not look back at all, but felt the door open: "Keck? Is it going well?"

Just as he was about to turn his head, Qi Tianlin slashed his neck with a knife, and slowly fell down. Then he sat at the table, took off the work nameplate on the other party's chest, and touched a car key in his pocket, then pulled out the dagger from the battle boots, first spread a piece of white paper on the table, stepped on it and pried it at the seam on the top of the wall.

If we follow Qi Tianlin's previous plan, we can leave now and leave the office area where he can sneak into the base to do what he was planning to do before.

But now Qi Tianlin obviously wants to urgently correct his action plan.

He was very interested in learning what was going on.

Even if it wasn't like the sword blade, the sharp dagger still easily and silently pried open a gap on the top of the wall. The sound of speaking next door came from the house, which was all about family matters at work. Qi Tianlin simply pried the higher point again, and two CIA staff were also sitting in front of the computer, but they didn't seem to participate in the action just now, just the technicians were facing a large number of laptops, desktop computers and monitoring equipment.

Qi Tianlin couldn't hear anything valuable, so he curled his lips and jumped off the table. As soon as he grabbed the white paper with the shoe prints and planned to knead it into a ball, he heard the door lock ringing!

No need to spy!

Qi Tianlin waved his right hand and jumped to the door silently with the lightness of the battle blade. The door had already opened, and his hands holding two paper cups of coffee came in first: "You don't know this Emil..."

There is no need for interrogation, which means that the one I got back just now is really the former Emil, the current Emil's father Khalid!

Qi Tianlin slashed the other person's neck with one palm, grabbed two cups of coffee with both hands, and supported the falling human body with his knees. After putting the paper cup, he reached out and put the guy down in the corner.

After thinking for a moment, I took off the other party's suit and put it on, and then I still held the pistol in my hand. I pulled out two pistol magazines with my left hand and held them together as if I were put in my suit pocket. Then I quickly walked into the corridor!

Walk directly to the right side of the aisle!

The steps were fast, and I quickly passed through the middle. I could hear the end of the sound insulation in my ears. An angry shout in Arabic came from the room: "Is this what you do? Is this the result of my cooperation with you for fifteen years?"

That's right!

All of Qi Tianlin's previous plans were overturned, just like he once snatched General Jalar from the Americans. This kind of fighting for the top figure and destroying the overall plan was his favorite, because the changes in situations brought about by a senior figure even exceeded the coup of an army.

So following the sound, Qi Tianlin went straight to the penultimate office on the right. Thankfully, no one came out of another room, and could hear the noises of Arabic dialogues in other rooms. I think the other white robes are not good at it.

There may be cameras monitoring the aisle. Qi Tianlin changed his clothes to prevent bad things from being found in the aisle in the past few seconds. As soon as he pushed open the door and went in, he raised his pistol directly. There were three black suits with his back facing him in front of him. Two were standing by the door and one was sitting at the table.

No one could have thought that someone would pass through the heavy guards outside quietly and rushed into the room! So the three of them turned their heads one after another until they heard the sound of the door opening.

Qi Tianlin was not interested in fighting the armed forces outside, so he fired without hesitation. The first shot was almost driven by a burly man next to the door. The back of the neck, the larger caliber and stagnation force of the pistol bullet prevented the bullet from rushing away from the front, but it was obvious that a bullet was enough to smash the movement center of the back of the brain, and it might have lost the control of the motor neuron before life completely disappeared!

He held the magazine and held the left hand and the second bullet hit the second person's head accurately. The first person had no reaction at all. The second person turned his head at least, two rounds. In order to ensure that the other party had no sound or death at this distance of seventy or eighty centimeters, two rounds were the safest. Qi Tianlin even used his toes to slam the bullet shell that popped out. He thought quickly in his mind that he would not want Tiya to make a shell bag for himself. His hand had turned to the third person next to the table...

It was when Qi Tianlin killed two people so quickly. The third person was persuading in Arabic with diplomatic questions: "There are two hours left, the military plane has been arranged to escort you to the United States for recuperation..." He turned his head according to the surprised eyes of the white robe opposite, and half of his words were almost stuck between his throat!

Two strong CIA agents had fallen softly. While helping the second person, Qi Tianlin shot in a low position at the same time, and had to make sure not to accidentally hit the white robe opposite the table. The pistol had a deliberately low position fire. With the action of dropping the corpse, his wrist was basically close to the ground and shot three times in a row!

The first shot passed through his chest and hit the wall high point close to the ceiling. The second shot had been slightly adjusted and hit the neck. The third shot was accurately hit on the head! This senior CIA official, who was quite old and had a gray hair, died. He had a nameplate with a dark red high-level authority sign on his chest and could not save his life!

When Qi Tianlin rushed over, he happened to catch the body in the third game and fell down. He took off the nameplate and pointed his pistol at the face of the former head of state who was much older than the poster outside: "Are you willing to be a tiger for two days or a sheep for two hundred years?"

This sentence is asked in a low voice in Arabic with a deliberate dialect tone, not a casual comparison, but a famous saying of the leader of the king of the Fu Islamic National Movement in the Ahanian century. Almost all Islamists in the Middle East know it!

The 63-year-old old man in white robe looked at the corpses and blood flowing all over the ground, and the gunman in front of him who belonged to whom he didn't know which country he belonged, and his face couldn't help but change!
Chapter completed!