Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 304 DGSE's All-Out Attack

Song Heping climbed out of the window on the second floor of the hotel, then jumped onto the platform on the first floor. He looked around and did not find anyone chasing him.

This was the north side of the hotel, not the main entrance. He guessed that the other party must be searching for him in the lobby or underground parking lot.

If you don't run now, when will you wait?
The floating platform on the first floor was only about four or five meters from the ground. Song Heping leaped and landed steadily on the grass. He stood up, clapped his hands, and ran towards the back door of the hotel.

Soon, he walked through the back door into the street, looked back at the hotel, and determined the general direction. Song Heping went back to the street called Nafa Road on the right side of the hotel and walked quickly forward along the wall on the side of the road.

Not long after walking, an SUV appeared behind us.

Song Heping immediately became alert and reached into the pockets of his overalls. In the right pocket was a Glock 17 that he had searched from Huangmao, and in the left pocket were three magazines.

Song Heping did not find any clues to prove the identity of the yellow-haired man, but he felt that the yellow-haired man did not look like a member of the Eritrean military or the intelligence department.

After eliminating various possibilities, he concluded that this was the killer.

In Africa, killers are actually easy to find.

It's just that the price is different and the quality is also different.

From the moment they met in the elevator, Song Heping smelled murderous intent from the other person.

Even if Huangmao pretends to be a hip-hop guy, his hands reveal his identity.

There is an obvious thick circle of calluses on the base of the thumb and index finger.

It means that this guy has been touching guns for a long time.

Even ordinary soldiers in the African army would not have such thick calluses.

This shows that the person who came to deal with him was not an ordinary killer.

He is a professional expert.

Of course, he is not an ordinary person who is willing to hire such a killer to deal with him.

A milky white Toyota SUV drove past and suddenly stopped beside Song Heping. Almost at the same time, Song Heping drew his gun like lightning and pointed it at the people in the car.

"Song! Don't shoot! I'm Jimado!"

When Song Heping saw the person in the car, he found out that it was his contact.

They've all seen each other's photos, so there's no way they'll go wrong.

Jimado opened the car door and called out, "Come on in!"

Song Heping didn't hesitate and rushed into the car.

The Toyota SUV accelerated immediately after closing the door and quickly disappeared at the end of the long street.

Just as Song Heping jumped out of the window on the second floor of the north side of the hotel, Raymondo, who had obtained the highest operational authorization, was staring at the screen on his laptop in the hotel.

This is a picture taken by a French spy satellite.

In order to track Song Heping, Bal gave Raymondo the highest authority.

As the chief of the largest intelligence station in North Africa, Barr's rank allows him to obtain access to spy satellites through the Ministry of Defense.

In North Africa, France has been using spy satellites to conduct various surveillance operations on countries in the Sahel region.

Eritrea was also within the surveillance range, so they quickly obtained the surveillance footage.

Technicians at the Ministry of Defense's Space Force Control Center quickly adjusted the satellite's attitude, aimed the high-resolution lens at the vicinity of the hotel, and quickly obtained a large number of images and pictures.

"SIR, come and see!"

The intelligence officer in front of the computer pointed at a picture and shouted excitedly.

Raimondo stepped forward and stared at the screen.

The man circled a dark shadow in the camera.

"This is a set of images taken a minute ago on the north side of the hotel..."

He clicked play.

The screen returns to normal playback.

The whole process of Song Heping jumping out of the window, crossing the hotel's back garden, and flowing out of the back door into Nafa Street was in full view.

"Where is he now?!"

"I'll look for it again..."

Soon, by retrieving images from different angles, we finally saw Song Heping getting into a Toyota SUV.

"Zoom in and see if you can see the license plate."

Raymondo saw that it was an old Toyota LC76 based on the outline and style of the vehicle.

This type of car is not uncommon in North Africa.

In most cases, they are used to receive tourists. Many hotels also rent this type of car for high-end customers. Many people who come to Africa for adventure and investigation will also rent this type of car, which is very suitable for the terrain here.

Intelligence personnel began to search frame by frame for the best angle to see the license plate on the rear of the LC76.

Finally, when the video footage was almost exhausted, the intelligence personnel finally pressed the pause button.

The angle in the picture is just right so that you can see the license plate through the gap between the two trees.

"ER.1A917..."

After muttering to himself several times and enlarging the image to the maximum, causing the pixels to become blurred, the intelligence officer finally gave up.

"The last number is blocked by the tree, so I can't see it..."

"Baker, record this number. We have someone in the Asmara Vehicle Management Department. Send it to him and have him check which of the last 0-9 cars is LC76. That way, we can quickly identify the other party."

"Okay, sir!"

The intelligence agent immediately wrote down the number and then stood up to contact the intelligence department's local insider. Generally speaking, all intelligence agencies would bribe local officials when infiltrating a country, and ask them to assist when they needed to obtain local information at critical moments.

After all, it was DGSE, so Baker quickly hung up the phone and returned to Raymondo.

"I've checked. Of the last two 0-9 numbers, only 3 is LC76. This car belongs to the Jade Hotel and is rented to guests. According to the hotel's rental information, it's rented by a guest named Jimado. He checked in yesterday and his room number is 4112."

After obtaining the information, Raymondo immediately picked up the radio and notified the remaining five killers through the channel.

"They're probably on their way to the Emerald Hotel right now. Get there as quickly as possible and monitor Room 4112. If Song Heping shows up, kill him immediately! I don't care what means you use, but you must make him a corpse tonight!"

"no problem!"

Sando, the leader of the five-man killer group, responded immediately.

"Just leave it to us. Prepare the money and don't delay the payment."

"Sando, are you bargaining with me about the price?"

Hearing that Raymondo seemed unhappy, Sando didn't dare to say anything more and quickly said, "Let's go there immediately. If we hurry, we can probably reach the Emerald Hotel before them."

Twenty minutes later, the LC76 off-road vehicle slowly drove into the parking lot of the Emerald Hotel. After circling half a circle, it found a parking space and Jimado parked the car in.

"Let's go to the room and talk." Jimado parked the car, turned off the engine, pushed the door and was about to get out.

Song Heping stopped him: "Wait."

Jimado was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Song Heping: "You've been targeted. We will arrange for you to leave Eritrea tonight and enter Sudan by land. From there, our troops will escort you to Mali."

Song Heping said, "Go upstairs first and tell me your room number. I'm going in from the underground parking lot. It's too conspicuous to walk through the lobby. I wonder if they have spies in the hotel."

"Room 4112." Jimado spread his hands: "Then I'll go up first, you can come find me later."

"it is good."

Song Heping got out of the car from the other side, looked around, and then walked along the parking lot towards the main building.

He tried his best to choose secluded places to walk. Fortunately, the green plants and landscaping around the Jade Hotel were very well done, with landscape trees everywhere, which provided Song Heping with good concealment.

Go around to the back of the hotel and there is a large swimming pool not far away.

Eritrea is very poor, but even the poorest places are always rich.

By the swimming pool, bikini-clad beauties, European tourists and local wealthy people were playing in the water and having a great time.

Song Heping walked hurriedly with his head down and soon arrived at the entrance to the underground parking lot.

Since the hotel is quite large and there are enough parking spaces in the ground parking lot, and there are not many guests today, the parking lot on the underground floor seems a bit secluded.

He quickly found the elevator entrance, pressed the up button, and stood at the door waiting.

For some reason, Song Heping always felt insecure.

He always felt that this matter was not that simple.

The people chasing me tonight are powerful people, and they will definitely not give up so easily.

Ding--

The elevator finally reached the basement level, and after a beep, the door slowly opened...

The elevator was empty, no one was there.

Song Heping secretly breathed a sigh of relief and loosened his hand that was holding the gun in his pocket.

He got into the elevator and pressed the button for the 4th floor.

Just as the elevator door was about to close, Song Heping suddenly pressed the door open button again.

I just kept pressing it and stood there thinking for a long time.

He stepped out of the elevator and pressed the close button before leaving.

Watching the elevator go up, Song Heping turned around, entered the fire escape, and walked up the stairs to the 4th floor.

It's almost intuitive.

Intuition was like a voice circling in his head, constantly reminding him not to take the elevator, not to take the elevator.

The hotel's fire escape was empty and the lights were dim.

Most guests don't walk here, so it seems very quiet.

Walking up the stairs slowly, Song Heping still walked silently. It had become a habit.

The 3th floor arrived soon.

Didn't meet anyone.

Just as Song Heping was about to go up to the fourth floor, he suddenly stopped on the stairs.

A long shadow was reflected on the stairs 3-4, and it seemed that the other person would be visible as long as they turned the corner.

Judging from the position of the figure, that person is opposite the elevator on the fourth floor, behind the fire escape door.

Song Heping's heart suddenly tightened, his nerves instantly tensed, dopamine was secreted crazily, and his whole body entered combat mode.

He carefully pulled the silenced Glock 17 from his pocket.

Not bad, good gun.

Also comes with a silencer.

Song Heping had to give a thumbs up to the organizer of tonight's hunt.

He walked up slowly, passed the corner of the stairs, and saw the guy standing behind the fire door through the iron railings of the stairs.

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(End of this chapter)