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"Activate all our resources imdiately, find out who did this at any cost! Even if it ans turning over the soil of Turkey three tis, find the bastards who attacked our squad and bring them to ! I don't care what ans the 'Watcher' uses! I only want results!"
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SAD's senior director for covert operations, Alvin, was furious.
Other regular intelligence agencies might consider diplomatic or other impacts when carrying out their activities.
But the SAD's "Watcher" didn't need to.
They looked at the outco, not the process.
Not long after, Alvin's resignation was irreversible.
Even if he captured the people who killed the mbers of the action team and regained so face, he still had to take responsibility for sothing that happened an hour ago.
Before he stepped down, he had to find the attackers and eliminate them.
This was an account of his professional career.
A huge net had already started to unfold over the skies of Turkey.
As the CIA's intelligence network started to operate frantically and utilize all resources to search for clues, Song Heping was driving alone towards the mountainous area bordering Persia on the eastern side of Turkey.
When it was just barely light outside, the scenery outside the window gradually changed from the plains to rugged mountains.
The Alles Mountain Area, this is a region filled with mythical flavors. The story of Noah's Ark is said to originate from here, and even Persian myths say it is the cradle of humanity. According to local legend, there's a village on the Alles Mountain Slope above the Alas Plain, the place where Noah built an altar and planted the first vineyard.
At the sa ti, this is one of the world's top ten plateaus, part of the Arnian Plateau. The average altitude ranges from 1,500 to 2,000 ters, with the highest peak within Turkey reaching 5,165 ters at Great Alp Mountain.
The mountain areas are sparsely populated.
The scarcity of residents is due to the desolation.
In the past, this was where the Kurdish forces within Turkey's borders concentrated, and the Kurds resisted the Turkish using this place as a base, but after the Kurdish were subdued, they all fled to neighboring Illiguo and Persia, leaving not many people behind, apart from so travelers and Turkish border forces, no one else would co here.
It wasn't until he drove to a point where there were no more roads that Song Heping took a path off the road.
When there were no more paths left and continuous mountains lay ahead,
He parked the car in a shady spot beneath a hillside, got out, and began to take all the equipnt out of the car.
He was well-prepared, including a waterproof mat and a simple one-man tent, as well as a ghillie suit.
Holding the ghillie suit, Song Heping went to a nearby bush about a ter tall, pulled so dry grass and leaves from the ground, and snapped branches from the bushes, tying them to the ghillie suit.
A general-purpose ghillie suit is just like a standard camouflage or combat uniform.
When entering an unfamiliar environnt, a qualified Special Soldier will improvise with local materials, using local plants and vegetation for DIY modifications.
Even the camouflage paint on their faces can be DIYed using plant juices instead of professional products, without any reduction in effectiveness.
However, professional ghillie suits typically include so infrared-blocking features, which DIY camouflage lacks. Therefore, using standard equipnt enhanced with DIY is definitely the preferred choice for veterans.
After sorting out the ghillie suit, Song Heping slung all the equipnt on his back and tested the weight.
Not bad, around 50 pounds, not too heavy.
He then took out his satellite phone and called Oma.
"Oma, where are you guys at?"
"We've already arrived near Erzurum and are heading south."
Song Heping pulled out a map, spread it in the trunk, and looked at it.
Erzurum is a city near the Euphrates River.
Seems like they had followed his instructions and were quickly moving southward.
"Good, do as I said. Also, I need you to do sothing for right now."
"What is it?"
"Report my whereabouts anonymously."
"What?!"
Oma couldn't believe his ears.
Reporting Song Heping?
What was he planning?
Was he reporting himself?
Song Heping explained, "You also have your own intelligence network in Turkey, right? Have soone make an anonymous call to report . Of course, not my real identity, but tell the departnt currently in charge of Blattson about the incident last night. I guess with so many people dead and a house burned down, no matter what, it's not sothing the police can handle."
Oma still didn't understand.
Because doing this was risky.
Even if it didn't expose Song Heping's identity, once the word leaked to the Turkish police, they would definitely send people to chase after Song Heping.
Wasn't this essentially seeking death?
The SAD was already frantically searching for him, and the "Watcher" squad would surely be all out in force.
And he felt the pressure was not enough—he wanted to add the Turkish police to the chase?
"This is too risky. The police definitely won't handle it, they will deploy counter-terrorism squads, especially since Turkey has beco particularly sensitive recently because of the economic crisis. It may even be treated as a terrorist attack. Are you sure about this?"
Oma expressed his concerns.
But Song Heping still seed unfazed as he said, "I'm not worried about myself, but about you guys."
"Us?" Oma asked, "What about us?"
Song Heping said, "That five-story building, you rented it, right? Are the procedures clean? Can they be traced back to you?"
"Don't worry about that, we aren't fools," Oma said. "The person who signed the lease was using a fake identity, there's no one in the several buildings around, and no one saw us moving in. They won't be able to trace it back."
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