Chapter 780: Intelligence Shock (asking for monthly votes)

Chapter 780: Intelligence Shock (asking for monthly votes)

"So that's it..."

Gao Bo finally understood why everyone was gathered here to look at an illegal arms dealer who had long been dead.

After a long time, they still hadn't found out the true identity of the mysterious seller, so they could only start from the social relations related to him.

During this period, they also got a piece of news.

That is, the person who prevented the Prime Minister's Office Special Security Force from supporting them was a director of the National Defense Military Intelligence Bureau named Raman.

At present, the Intelligence Department has launched an investigation on him.

Gu Ji was actually not surprised by this matter.

According to the information provided by Gould.

What the First Speaker of the Brazilian Parliament, what the Minister of Health of Nepal, even they are members of THEO, so it is not so surprising that the Director of the Military Intelligence Bureau is an insider.

So, his current focus is actually on the monk, Riddle, and Cohen.

These are also the three private forces that pose the greatest threat to him and the 7472 troops, except for national power.

No matter whether the monk is his father or not.

From Gu Ji's perspective, he must fully understand everyone's information, so that he can decide the next specific action based on intelligence analysis.

So.

He continued to give the task of investigating the monks to Sima and Vidi.

Gu Ji knew very well that since the monks could disappear in India, the point where the flight crashed, and then appeared in Nepal and Bangladesh, they have been active in South Asia.

And there happened to be a mysterious sphere research institute in the Himalayas.

As for Wang Xueming, he was transferred to Central America to follow his old partner Barron and Yasen to find the secret base mentioned by Tao Hu.

As the saying goes, "The monk can run away, but the temple cannot."

As long as this treasure house can be found, Riddle can naturally be found.

The last thing left is THEO.

Gu Ji has sent all the latest information about Cohen to Gould.

Calculate the time.

This guy should have arrived in Russia a long time ago, but there has been no movement.

He was still waiting for Gould to pass on the intelligence of "THEO" so that superpowers such as Russia, Xiaguo and the United States could prepare for the response as soon as possible.

Moscow, Russia.

A villa safe house in the southern suburbs of the city.

Gould sat quietly at the round table by the window of the living room, taking advantage of the midday sun, holding a newspaper in his hand and sipping coffee quietly.

In fact, his eyes were all focused on the screen of his mobile phone.

This seemingly leisurely day has been going on for six consecutive days.

Since he arrived at the Murmansk military port in northern Russia on the "Losharik" submarine, he was directly sent to Moscow by Captain Akelimovich on a special plane.

He thought he could meet the senior intelligence officials of the Russian Ministry of Defense.

Unexpectedly, this red-faced fat captain put him under house arrest in this so-called safe house on the grounds of "needing an appointment".

But Gould was not in a hurry.

It was just right to use this time to avoid the limelight, so as not to be discovered by the "THEO" organization that he faked his death and then assassinated to silence him.

Result

Just now, his mobile phone received the latest mission background from the 7472th unit, which was mainly related to a core member of the THEO organization named "Cohen".

After reading the whole article.

Gould was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

He knew very well how high the status of a person who could use "rebirth" many times, which is the so-called brain memory loading.

It is not just a core member.

It is even possible that it is those "apostles"! !

He had heard the Brazilian Speaker Patrice who brought him into the organization vaguely mention that above the highest-level core members of the organization, there are managers called "apostles".

The resources and capabilities in the hands of these people are simply unimaginable to ordinary people.

And if Gould remembered correctly.

In the "Hook" submarine, he just killed a "Cohen"! !

"Damn, fortunately I was wearing a tactical mask at the time."

Gould cursed in his heart.

Although Cohen's body is now in the hands of the Deep Sea Investigation Bureau, there is no guarantee that his memory will not be secretly extracted by THEO.

If his face is not covered, he will definitely be exposed.

And a traitor who dares to kill an apostle will be hunted down by the organization.

"Mr. Gould, Arbat called and invited you to come over."

Just when he was worried.

A seriously dressed female special agent suddenly came behind him. She was also the person in charge arranged by Akelimovich here.

Arbat Square refers to the Russian Ministry of Defense.

After waiting for six days, there is finally a result.

"Okay."

Gould closed the newspaper, slightly adjusted the collar of his suit, and followed the female special agent out of the safe house.

There were two black full-size SUVs at the door.

All of them were special agents in black suits.

From their positions and rough palms, it can be seen that these people are all professional soldiers.

He listened to the arrangements honestly and was taken to the back car.

After the driver received the order, the convoy began to drive towards Arbat Square in the city center.

From a distance, Gould saw the three buildings connected by a huge arch on the Moscow River, with a golden double-headed eagle carved in stone hanging in the center.

It was the symbol of the highest military power in Russia: the Ministry of Defense building.

The motorcade drove to the door.

In addition to the red-hatted military police responsible for security, there were several staff at the door. Among them, Gould saw an acquaintance, Cavell of the Sea Dogs Special Forces.

"Let's go, sir, waiting for you inside."

When they met, Cavill led him directly into the building without saying anything.

Walk through the splendid front hall.

Gould followed him all the way to the new building connected to the Third Yard Defense Control Center.

He was immediately attracted by the huge LED sphere with a diameter of eight meters in the center.

News from all over the world is played on it, and the flags of different services of the Russian Federation are hung on the walls on both sides, including the navy, land, air, air and space defense forces, etc...

Compared to the front hall, this place is obviously much busier.

Many officers in military uniforms could be seen walking back and forth in the corridors holding documents.

Until you get to the top office.

Only then did Gould learn the identity of the building: a department of the General Staff of the Russian Federation Army.

This floor is where the General Intelligence Bureau of the General Staff Headquarters has its offices.

The bureau also has another name, called "GRU". It is the highest agency of the Russian Federation's armed forces intelligence system and is known as Russia's strongest foreign intelligence agency.

There is also an exclusive special forces unit under him, which was responsible for reconnaissance and destruction behind enemy lines during the Cold War. Its strength is positioned at T1 level.

"You can go in."

After receiving confirmation, the secretary let Gould enter the office.

The space inside the house is very large.

The south-facing windows offer a clear view of the Moskva River and the Gorky Cultural Park on the other side of the river.

Aklimovich put on a dark blue military uniform and was standing respectfully in front of his desk.

Sitting behind the table was an old man with gray hair wearing a green military uniform. Although his face was wrinkled, his eyes were even sharper than many young soldiers.

It was the first deputy director of the GRU, Goldkov.

"Sir, this is Gould. He is from Unit 7472. The incident at the Arctic Ocean was successfully resolved in the end. He helped a lot."

Aklimovich took the initiative to introduce.

The white-haired old man raised his head and looked carefully:

"Tell me why you want to infiltrate this extremist organization and why you want to cooperate with us."

"To prevent a crisis."

"Stop the crisis?"

"Yes, the situation is more serious than what I said in my previous briefing. The latent infiltration of 'THEO' organization is extremely serious. Just now, a nationwide terrorist attack occurred in Bangladesh. According to the tip, we locked the intelligence of the Bangladesh Ministry of National Defense. The director is also one of their people..."

Gould followed the prepared remarks and recounted the latest information sent to him by 7472.

Regarding THEO's penetration in countries around the world, including the so-called memory reading, seed mechanism, etc., the pupils of several people present shrank sharply after hearing each sentence.

The white-haired old man squinted his eyes, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

"Is this organization really as powerful as you say?"

"The facts about the Losharic are right in front of us, aren't they?"

Gould gave the example of the mole Ivan.

Aklimovich on the side was so angry that his eyelids jumped wildly. As the captain of the submarine, he had to take full responsibility for this matter.

So he quickly explained:

"Sir, we believe that there is only one mole in my army for the time being, and after the second investigation, there are only six suspects. When the investigation is completed, I dare..."

"Can you prove that there are no insiders in your team, and can you guarantee that the entire Ministry of Defense and the entire Russia are free of their people?"

As soon as Gould said this.

He was immediately speechless.

The white-haired old man frowned and suddenly said:

"Is this information only known to you, Unit 7472? How can I verify its authenticity?"

"Currently we are the only ones who have it, but the ones cooperating with us 7472 are not only you, Russia, but also Xia State, the United States, India, Japan, Israel, and South Korea. They will also get this information one after another."

Gould directly explained all the intelligence activity areas currently illuminated by Unit 7472.

It really surprised the white-haired old man.

After all, it has been less than a year since the end of the Romania International Anti-Terrorism Summit. Unexpectedly, Unit 7472 has already reached out so widely.

As for Russia, they have only just come into contact with Unit 7472.

"So what do you need us to do?"

"It's very simple. I need you to help me dig out all the members of the 'THEO' organization and stop the various terrorist attacks they create!"

Faced with Gould's conditions.

The white-haired old man pondered for a moment, then suddenly tapped the table, "Okay!"

Immediately, he called his secretary.

"Go ahead and make arrangements. Before tonight, all senior officers and above in the General Intelligence Bureau will undergo X-ray examinations, including myself!"

I have to say, as the first deputy director of the GRU.

The white-haired old man is quite courageous.

And he caught the key right away: the seed mechanism.

Although X-ray imaging is easy to overlap and has poor definition, it is still very easy to inspect a subcutaneous human implant device as long as you don't cheat.

"If your information is correct, this THEO organization is indeed a very troublesome existence."

With that said, the white-haired old man stood up from behind his desk.

Slowly walked up to Gould, gently reached out and patted his shoulder, "From now on, on behalf of the Russian Federation General Staff Intelligence Service, I will formally establish a cooperative relationship with your 7472 unit!"

…

"Everyone, stop eating now and pack up immediately to go to the airport."

"Ah? You are going back to China so soon. Could something have happened?"

Xia Guo safe house, Dhaka, Bangladesh.

Gao Bo and others were having dinner in the living room when they suddenly saw Chen Zhiyu pushing the door in from the outside, looking very anxious.

"The latest news is that the Indian subcontinental branch of the extremist organization Qaidah has just attacked the Prime Minister's Office. The Bangladesh government has declared a state of martial law across the country."

"You mean, the command center is worried about our safety?"

Ye Xiaoshu asked with some confusion: "What about Wu Kang and the unconscious Cohen?"

Chen Zhiyu walked up to him, took the water glass from Gu Ji, and drank it all in one gulp:

"This is just one of the reasons. The most important thing is that the latest news came from Unit 7472..."

"Boom buzz~"

Dhaka International Airport, Bangladesh.

Gu Ji found a seat in the civil airliner and sat down, then turned to look out the window.

In the afternoon, Gould had completed his cooperation with the Russian Ministry of Defense.

So he directed Sima, who had worked with Zeng Dan, to compile information about THEO organization into intelligence and share it.

I believe CTOC must have been so anxious to call them back after learning about this incident.

Even Wu Kang, who had just completed his second surgery, and Cohen, who was still in a coma, were brought back.

To ensure their safety, Air China even arranged a special flight.

After all, because of last night's riverside incident, the Bangladeshi government began a violent purge against extremist organizations, which undoubtedly angered more than a dozen organizations, large and small, in the country.

Both sides have completely broken up with the government.

No, even now at the airport, Gu Ji could still faintly hear gunshots.

But he looked out the window.

In addition to eliminating threats, I also want to look for traces of the monk-robed man.

The last time he took off from Nepal to return home, he finally saw the monk-robed man outside the airport.

When he thought that the face under the gas mask might be his father, Gu Ji couldn't help but feel an indescribable emotion in his heart.

"CA7918 should be the plane Gu Ji and the others took!"

Next to the road outside Bangladesh Airport.

The curly-haired foreigner rolled down the window and pointed at the Air China passenger plane roaring into the sky.

Enter the co-pilot.

Gu Jian raised his head slightly and watched the plane flying higher and higher through the front windshield, "Okay, let's go!"

"It's so fast, why don't you wait a little longer..."

"People have been waiting for us for a long time."

After saying this, Gu Jian tilted his head and looked in the right rearview mirror at a jeep with the lights turned off in the distance, "If I don't wipe your ass, both of us will die here!"

"Hehehe...Old A, I didn't know they could see through my optical camouflage. Fortunately, you and I have always had facial camouflage. Even if they take photos, they can't confirm our identities."