Having said that, he led the group into the airport and managed to secure a private plane.
Under normal circumstances, renting a plane would be quite expensive.
But now that the lira had depreciated so drastically, it was very cost-effective to pay in US dollars, and the private plane rental company was also very happy to accept US dollars.
Thus, the group quickly boarded the plane once again.
Sitting in the private plane, Song Heping felt like he was about to vomit from all the flying he had done that day.
Flying back and forth, both regular and irregular flights, he had been on them all.
After a big detour from Persia, they had finally arrived in Turkey.
Fortunately, although the plane was small, the pilot's skills were quite good, and they reached Trebizond in three hours. They landed at a suburban civilian airport and soon transferred to another Volkswagen van.
As a coastal city, Trebizond's scenery was quite nice.
But at this mont, Song Heping was in no mood to appreciate the scenery.
He watched the streetscapes and pedestrians outside the car window, observing the situation in the market.
Indeed, every few blocks, one could see police cars parked at the intersections, with ard police standing beside them, chatting.
It seed Oma was right, police presence had indeed been stepped up around the city recently.
This damn...
A herd of grass-mud horses ran wild in Song Heping's heart.
His luck was just too bad.
To run into such a situation.
It seed Avanti had been very shrewd in assigning this mission to him.
Although a reward of 1 million US dollars seed high.
Compared to such risks, 1 million US dollars suddenly didn't seem like much anymore.
Finally, the buildings outside the car window began to look increasingly luxurious and seed to be getting closer to the seaside.
Clearly, this was an affluent area.
There were fewer pedestrians on the streets here than before.
But...
there were even more police...
"Damn, why are there police everywhere here?"
White Bear was starting to get anxious as well.
"How are we supposed to make our move!?"
Oma, driving the car and without turning his head, asked, "Do you have any plan? Any tactical arrangents? How are you going to get Hassan out of his private villa?"
Song Heping answered with a smile, "No plans."
Oma obviously paused for a mont, "No?"
Song Heping said, "Plans can never keep up with changes. You see, no one expected that your place would beco so chaotic these days, with so many police on the streets, right?"
After thinking for a while, Oma felt Song Heping made too much sense. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Right! You're absolutely correct."
Suddenly, he pointed at a building in front, slowing down the car's speed.
"See that villa there? It belongs to Hassan, and he's inside."
Song Heping looked towards the villa.
It was no different from what the intelligence had shown before.
But what was different was that there was a police car parked next to a fountain in front of the villa, with three or four police officers sitting inside.
"There's a police car at the entrance, that wasn't ntioned in the intel, was it?"
He couldn't help but ask Oma.
Oma glanced at the police car and began to turn into a street on the right, saying casually, "I only saw it today too, maybe it'll be gone tomorrow."
"Ha..."
Song Heping was speechless.
Considering the difficulty.
He really had to ask Avanti for more money.
After turning right, the van didn't drive far before turning into another villa.
Although this villa wasn't as luxurious as Hassan's, it was taller with five stories and was not far from Hassan's villa, about only 200 ters away.
"Wow! A luxurious villa!" Hunter started getting excited, "Are we staying here?"
Oma said, "Yes, fortunately the budget for this operation is sufficient, and recently the lira has devalued, or else I would feel the pinch just renting this place."
They entered the yard, parked the car, closed the big iron gate, and got out of the car.
Oma said to Song Heping, "If you encounter the police, just say you're tourists, here for a vacation."
"Don't worry." Song Heping said, "We'll handle it."
He glanced in the direction of Hassan's villa and then said, "When are you going to take us to get the equipnt and gear?"
Looking at the ti, Oma replied, "Let's eat sothing first, and when it gets dark, I'll take you to our arms cache."
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