Jasper felt a chill creeping up from the soles of his feet.
Simon's face was cold as ice, filled with murderous intent.
He glanced to his side, Kobe's body lay beside him, the assault rifle still in a guarding stance clutched in his hand, but his forehead had an extra charred bullet hole.
"Damn...it's all over..."
Jasper cursed, trembling.
Just over half an hour ago, he still had a well-equipped "Watcher" squad under his command, now he was left all alone.
More frighteningly, the "Satan" Team A, who were supposed to be ambushing the periter, had completely lost contact, and from Simon's slightly smug smile, he seed to have found the answer.
Although both the "Watcher" and "Satan" battalion Team A were elite, Simon was familiar with the deploynt positions of these people, making a move from behind was as easy as pie, no elite commando could withstand a cold gunshot from behind.
"Sizzle..."
Suddenly a static noise ca through the headset.
"Sir...we were ambushed...the other side used the sa channel and identification code as us..."
A violent cough interrupted the communication.
"This is a trap! I repeat, this is a trap..."
Bam!
The gunfire rang out, the communication abruptly ended.
Jasper's cold sweat soaked through his combat uniform.
The voice on the channel just now was from one of the mbers of the "Satan" battalion Team A.
Clearly, they were all finished.
There's no need to ask, it must have been Simon's handiwork.
He recalled Simon's eerie smile before departure, rembering Song Heping's several precise breakouts through encirclents, including when he tracked Khalid's cabin, within ten minutes, Song Heping had already fled like the wind to the refinery, and knew like Heavenly Eye the arrival ti and troop deploynt...
All the clues suddenly linked into a horrifying truth — Simon was clearly
"When did you start working for Song?"
He asked unwillingly.
Now, Jasper knew he could no longer leave alive.
But before dying, he longed for an answer.
"I can only tell you, it's been a while."
Simon frowned a bit, replying nonchalantly.
"It's just that you guys didn't know."
Suddenly, his right foot stomped fiercely, pinning down Jasper's wrist.
Crack—
Jasper heard a dislocating sound from his wrist.
"Ah—"
He cried out like a slaughtered pig again.
"Don't play tricks in front of ." Simon bent down, fished out a hand grenade from Jasper's waist, looked at it, and then tossed it aside.
"You can be a hero, but not now. In a few hours, you'll die here, and so will Song, then you'll be listed in the casualty report and sent back to headquarters, then a new star will be posted for you on the wall of unnad heroes."
"Simon...we used to be partners..."
Jasper's face looked even paler than a corpse in the morgue under the moonlight.
"You don't have to..."
"Only the dead can keep secrets."
Simon interrupted his plea, took all the grenades and weapons off his body, and tossed them away.
Then dragged the screaming Jasper towards the center of the factory district, blood trails forming a grueso path on the rusty ground.
While Jasper and Simon were conversing outside the factory district, Song Heping and others, who were ambushed inside, faced a long dead silence.
"Is there a battle outside?"
Antonov inquired over the channel.
"Did the Persians arrive?"
"Impossible!"
Song Heping looked at his watch.
"They should still be twenty minutes away, besides, I told them not to approach recklessly when they arrive nearby, to contact first for the situation, and act on my orders."
"Then what's with the gunfire outside the district?"
Nura was curious.
"It couldn't be that they had an infight, right?"
"Let's take a look and then talk..."
At this point, Song Heping was also confused.
Expecting a fierce battle of life and death tonight.
Unexpectedly, things just started with a few trap mines, and everything went quiet?
They had an infight on their side themselves?
"Soone's coming!"
Antonov suddenly issued a warning.
"From the direction of the gate...huh? Sothing seems off...is it soone dragging a dead body? What's going on?"
Song Heping quickly saw Simon at the gate too.
But the distance was a bit far, it was hard to tell through night vision who it was.
Judging from the shape and movent, it seed like soone dragging a corpse...
"That's not a corpse...it's a living person."
Song Heping saw clearly, the person being dragged wasn't dead yet, still struggling, but appeared severely injured, utterly incapable of resisting.
"Should we take him out?"
Antonov's finger was already pre-squeezing the trigger of the VSS.
"Let's wait and see, don't shoot."
Before Song Heping's words were finished, the familiar voice already ca from the factory gate.
"Song! It's , Simon!"
He cursed loudly: "Hurry and get out, get out quickly! If you're late, you'll all die here, I've cut their communications, took out their n, there's a car arranged outside, leave imdiately!"
"Who is he?!"
Nura looked at Song Heping in surprise.
The visitor could even call out Song Heping's na.
"An old friend..."
Song Heping had already figured out it was Simon.
But an odd intuition surged from his heart, indescribably strong.
Sothing seed off...
"Simon! Why are you here?"
"If I hadn't co, you'd have been dead already. This ti, not only was there the 'Watcher' squad, but Jasper also deployed the 'Satan' battalion's elite team to ambush when you guys break out!"
He paused and cursed: "Damn it! Don't babble here with anymore, get out, leave here, I've planted a virus in their command system, their communications and contacts are all cut off, otherwise, how do you think just now it was so easy to repel their first wave of attack?! No ti left, hurry!"
Finished, he threw the person, Jasper, dragging on the ground.
Jasper pained in start cursing again.
"Simon, you despicable traitor! I curse you to go down..."
Before finishing his second curse, Simon raised his hand and shot him in the head.
Puff—
Jasper's brain matter splattered all over the place, lying directly on the ground as a true corpse.
"Suka! He killed a CIA man? This guy is also CIA?"
Antonov seed to have guessed the identities of the two, but witnessing this bizarre scene, he was so shocked his jaw almost hit the ground.
Song Heping furrowed his brow even tighter: "That's right, he's a CIA agent, the chief of the Illigo Intelligence Station, Simon."
"Song! Hurry, where are you? Get out quickly, leave here! No ti left!"
Simon was still urging, his voice filled with urgency.
"Once their systems recover, everything is over, leave quickly!"
Nura said: "He seems to be right, now is the CIA surveillance blind period, it's also our best ti to withdraw, if he's your man, then we can withdraw now…"
Song Heping looked around.
The surroundings of the district were completely dark, the entire refinery shrouded in silence.
"FUCK! Damn Song! Get out quickly! I took such a big risk for you, if you don't get out now, I'll have to withdraw, I can't cover for what happens later, otherwise I'll have to get involved too!"
In the open space of the district, Simon was even more anxious.
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