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Chapter 613 CIA: Fighting the Boss! (Second Update!)
Having decided to drag the Americans into this mess, the next step is to play the role of the water ghost well.

It turns out that people don't feel tired when they're doing bad things.

In order to maintain control of the security situation, when communicating with Pakistan, Pakistan has always provided information about terrorist organizations and occasionally mentions Bin Laden, but only in general terms.

I only know the other party's general location, but not the exact location.

But now, we can make up a place.

"I think it would be better to place it in North Waziristan!"

"Good idea, so when everyone gets together, it'll be a free-for-all, huh?"

"Let's put it in Islamabad. As the saying goes, the greatest hermit lives in the city, and the lesser hermit lives in the wilderness. In Islamabad, with so many people, hiding one person would be a piece of cake."

"That's not good. That's the capital of Pakistan, after all. If things get chaotic there, it won't be good for us either. The higher-ups won't approve this plan."

“We need to choose a place where the verification is more complicated, the operation is more complicated, and America is already there, so we can ensure that we can keep people at a distance.”

"How's it here?" After listening to their argument for a while, Lin Yi stepped forward and pressed his finger on the mountainous area north of Islamabad.

His voice gradually silenced the argument around him.

Leng Yun looked at the spot Lin Yi was pointing to.

There are two cities there.

One is Abbottabad, and the other is Mansehra.

They are all mountainous areas.

There is no airport. To get here, you have to enter from Islamabad by land, or you have to fly from Afghanistan and then parachute in.

These two cities are surrounded by mountains, and fifty or sixty kilometers to the north lies the endless Himalayas.

Here, once someone escapes, there's simply no way to catch them.

There's no way to check.

Moreover, this is a federally administered tribal area of ​​Pakistan, where locals don't really listen to the Pakistani government, and outsiders are even less likely to listen.

Moreover, judging from the numerous public statements made by al-Qaeda, they likely live in a city that provides them with a place to hide while also offering convenient living conditions.

From this perspective, these two cities perfectly fit the requirements, and there is another city nearby, Muzaffarabad, which is even more secluded.

Leng Yun clapped his hands: "This is it! This is Abbottabad!"

He finalized the address, and the next step was to fabricate evidence.

There are specialists in charge of fabricating evidence. What Leng Yun and his group need to pay attention to is how to send out the evidence in a way that makes the Americans believe it without getting themselves into trouble.

After a long period of thought, one of the young staff officers smiled and said:

"With the recent rise in international terrorism, we have every legitimate reason to request the assistance of Pakistan's security agency to investigate the relevant situation."

"After the investigation, we will definitely provide feedback. For the feedback, we will take an extra step in the process and have our diplomatic department send the information back to us."

"Then, we made a mistake and deliberately let America's eavesdroppers hear the content we added."

"They will definitely take this level of intelligence transmission seriously."

"Once they get the information, they will definitely try to confirm it. America's intelligence network is practically all over Pakistan. They will have no more than a week to review the intelligence!"

"And this week is perfect for us to use for training!"

The young staff officer's words made Leng Yun fall into deep thought.

All of these reasons are perfectly valid.

Given the deteriorating international environment and the rise of terrorism, it is perfectly reasonable for China to send people to Pakistan to discuss combating terrorists.

As for spreading false information, it's not appropriate for the diplomatic staff to do it. They haven't made any mistakes, so we need someone who isn't familiar with the procedures to spread this information and clearly expose the error.

We need to send a separate team from China.

It would be best to send someone who is not aware of the procedures.

Having made up his mind, he nodded:
"Just do it!"

Having confirmed the plan, he turned to Lin Yi and said, "During this time, you and your men will help our soldiers master the use of powered exoskeletons as soon as possible. You can also collect data to upgrade the equipment."

"No problem!" Lin Yi made an OK sign and stepped aside.

The days ahead are going to be quite lively!

Practice has shown that people are very united when they do bad things.

Leng Yun submitted his plan in the morning, and before noon, a professional, responsible, and experienced comrade led a team to Pakistan to discuss joint efforts to combat terrorism with the Pakistani side.

On the plane to Pakistan, Qian Hongyi kept replaying the mission he had heard, and the more he thought about it, the more numb he felt.

What is this thing called?

Why should I be chosen to perform this task?
Do I look that unreliable?

While he was still pondering the situation, the plane arrived in Islamabad, where he was connected with the diplomatic comrades who had come to receive him. Under the escort of the Pakistani security services, he arrived at the meeting place.

Next, we'll discuss how to deal with those terrorists.

After a day and a half of discussion, Qian Hongyi obtained the information from the Pakistani side.

After personally taking the documents into his hands, he went to the restroom in the negotiation venue.

When I came out.

His hands were empty.

As he walked out, he dawdled. When he reached the door, he deliberately asked his assistant, who had come with him this time, a question. The assistant, who knew about the plan, exaggeratedly asked, "Boss, the documents aren't with me. You took them yourself!"

Immediately afterwards, Qian Hongyi's expression began to change. His eyes widened slowly, his face filled with disbelief, and then turned into terror.

Finally, he turned around abruptly and ran into the venue in a very unseemly manner.

The briefcase was still on the sink in the bathroom.

The moment Qian Hongyi received the briefcase, he opened it and checked its contents.

Seeing the slight signs of being turned over, a smile appeared on his face:

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, it didn't fall!"

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and turned to the Pakistani security officials: "I'm sorry to have troubled you."

After apologizing, he regained his confident demeanor and led his team back to their residence.

Back at his residence, he first had someone check the communication lines.

After confirming everything, he picked up the phone and called back home.

The call back to China was immediately transferred to Leng Yun. When Leng Yun answered the phone, she was greeted with Qian Hongyi's complaints:
"Could you please not make me play dumb next time?!"

"These past two days I've been having a constant internal struggle between my left and right brains; I feel like I've really turned into an idiot." Hearing this, Leng Yun chuckled and asked, "Has the information been sent out?"

"It's out! I left the documents on the sink, and when I came back, the zipper had been zipped up, and the documents inside showed signs of having been looked through. I'll be back tomorrow, and I've also made arrangements with the Pakistani side. In a few days, a group of soldiers will enter Pakistan as instructors to carry out counter-terrorism missions, and they will provide logistical support for the operation."

"That's settled! Be careful on the road!" After giving these instructions, Leng Yun hung up the phone and turned to look at the group of staff behind her:
"We can wait and see what happens."

…………

Virginia, George Bush Intelligence Center.

A piece of intelligence from Central Asia broke the silence of the intelligence center.

In the intelligence command center, Navarro looked at the intelligence report, unsure of what expression to wear.

10 years!

It's almost been 10 years.

After the 9/11 attacks on the Twin Towers, America listed Osama bin Laden as her number one wanted criminal and continued to hunt him down for some time afterward.

Unfortunately, bin Laden had previously cooperated with the CIA and was very familiar with their practices, so in the first few years, the CIA tried everything but failed to capture him.

Later, this guy got even more used to hiding, and he didn't let any information slip by.

The last time I received accurate news from this guy was last year; almost a year has passed.

Moreover, the intelligence received that time indicated that bin Laden was active in northern Pakistan.

However, northern Pakistan is a vast region, spanning hundreds of thousands of square kilometers and home to millions of people. It would be wishful thinking for them to find a single person in such a large area.

Now, God has eyes, and I've actually caught this guy.

He put down the documents, braced his hands on the table, and glared menacingly at everyone present.

"This intelligence comes from the Pakistani and Chinese governments."

"Recently, terrorism has been on the rise internationally, and China has also been threatened. They went to Pakistan to discuss the fight against terrorists with Pakistan."

"And Pakistan provided this information."

"The area is still a bit large, but it's enough."

"Next, mobilize all our intelligence personnel in Pakistan to go to Abbottabad and search for Bin Laden's whereabouts!"

"This time, he must die!"

"Understand?"

"Understood!" A unified voice rang out. The group of people in the conference room received the order, turned around, and left to their respective posts to take on their responsibilities.

Navarro, who remained in the meeting room, picked up the documents, left after everyone else had left, and went to the White House.

The CIA acted quickly because they actually paid them.

Less than two hours after the order was issued from the George Bush Intelligence Center, several more vehicles departed Islamabad in batches, heading towards the northern city of Abbottabad.

Abbottabad, at an altitude of approximately 1200 meters, is home to the Pakistan Military Academy, often referred to as Pakistan's West Point.

Due to its high altitude, this area produces a variety of fruits and vegetables.

In April, the strawberries grown here begin to hit the market, and these strawberries are very popular in Islamabad.

The reason these cars were heading to Abbottabad was to buy strawberries.

Upon arriving at the location, these people did not rush to gather intelligence, but instead wandered around the area under the pretense of collecting strawberries.

Over two days, these men searched the entire city of Abbottabad. After a thorough search, they found several suspicious targets near the Pakistan Military Academy.

Further investigation revealed that these suspicious individuals were surrounded by a large number of security personnel, preventing them from getting close.

Ultimately, all they could do was take photos of these security personnel and send them back to the CIA so that the CIA could verify their identities and confirm whether bin Laden was hiding in these houses.

George Bush Intelligence Center.

Upon receiving the report from intelligence personnel, the intelligence center staff did not dare to delay and immediately retrieved the database to verify the people in the photos.

One has no information, two have no information, three have no information.

Just when they were about to despair, the system popped up a message that the comparison was successful.

Upon seeing this message, the person responsible for verifying the data let out a scream, then found the corresponding photo and personnel data, and confirmed it once again.

After another check, the photo matched the photo information left in the database.

Only then did they look at this person's information.

[Pari Mohammed Skarri]

The photo left behind by this person was taken by intelligence personnel when they last tracked down information about Bin Laden.

According to intelligence left over from the previous incident, this person was one of Osama bin Laden's bodyguards.

The information matches up!
Soon, the compiled intelligence data fell into Navarro's hands.

Looking at these documents, his smile grew wider and wider.

According to publicly available information, there is no terrorist activity in Abbottabad. So why were bin Laden's bodyguards there?

Then there is only one possibility left.

Bin Laden is nearby!
It was near the buildings where this person appeared.

Knowing the other party's location, Navarro immediately sent this intelligence to the White House and to Barack.

After reviewing the documents, Barack returned them to Navarro.

"This operation is led by the Department of Defense, with the General Staff providing advice, and your CIA is working alongside our troops stationed in Afghanistan."

"Remember, you absolutely cannot let him go!"

"Also, the information must be kept secret, especially in Afghanistan. Personnel movements there must be handled with utmost care, and we must not let them find out."

"Bin Laden has been missing for so many years. If he gets away this time, next time we probably won't get any news until he's dead."

"Understood!" Navarro nodded vigorously and turned to leave the White House.

Bin Laden was a very good boss.

If he can be taken down, Barack's reputation will reach its peak at that moment.

It can also lay the foundation for his next re-election. For others, if they can command this operation, it will be an achievement that they can talk about when they are promoted in the future. Unless they are stupid, no one will cause trouble in this matter.

Navarro did not return to George W. Bush's intelligence center. This operation needed to be faster and more precise, so he directly coordinated a plane and secretly traveled to Afghanistan.

Only on the front lines can he better coordinate and direct operations.

He flew to Afghanistan, followed closely by a team of 72 elite Navy SEALs, assisted by America's Ministry of Defense.

(End of this chapter)