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Chapter 615 Bewitching People! (First Update!)

Unfortunately, the screams of these knowledgeable people went unnoticed by ordinary people. They only cared about one thing: with all these outsiders dead, the few remaining opportunities in the village to barely make a living were gone.

I want to go out and find out about those alien theories, or rather, I want to ask them if they want to stay in the village and if they need to pay money.

Alien currency is acceptable, as long as it can be exchanged for US dollars, food, or other goods.

But after glancing at the light outside the window, these ordinary people chose to give up and stay at home, waiting for the explosion to end.

At midnight, the explosions and gunshots outside the window gradually subsided, with only one or two gunshots occasionally rang out, each accompanied by screams of agony.

The screams were sporadic, sometimes one or two would be heard, and sometimes there would be no sound for a long time.

Gradually, all sound outside the window ceased. The people hiding inside did not rush out, but waited for a while longer to make sure there was no more noise outside before they opened the door and left their home.

Under the dim moonlight, those who stepped out of their homes discovered that the houses where the outsiders had lived had completely collapsed and turned into ruins.

One or two bodies can still be seen in these ruins.

They're all dead!
Looking at the corpses, the people who came out did not feel very scared. After a brief observation, they quickly rushed towards the ruins, especially the few buildings in the middle.

Those outsiders had US dollars in their hands, and in cash.

They're in one of the houses right in the middle. Dig quickly, search fast, and once you find them, they're yours.

In the southern part of the village, in a relatively flat canyon.

With his infrared binoculars in hand, Seidar looked out at the village in the distance. He saw the men, women, and children rushing toward the houses. He immediately realized that these people were probably there to collect the bodies and, incidentally, to steal his money.

Having figured out what these people were thinking, he turned around and gently waved to the mountains.

The evacuation point is behind the mountain; we need to get there as soon as possible.

They began to evacuate, and the news that this group of terrorists had been completely wiped out was also passed on to Qian Hongyi by Sedar and others.

Soon, the relevant information reached Leng Yun.

Leng Yun was overjoyed to learn that all 33 people she had sent out had returned safely, and that all their equipment had also been returned.

After letting out a joyful cheer, he turned to look at the map in front of him, ran his finger across it, and finally slammed his fist into it.

"Good job!"

"This strong counterattack is a warning to others. Those remaining bastards who want to cause trouble should think twice about their own strength."

"At least for a while, those bastards will be much quieter."

At this point, Leng Yun let out a long sigh of relief. Then he picked up another document on the map and stared at it intently.

This information came from Pakistan after Sedar and his men launched their attack.

The Americanians are launching a fierce attack on several buildings in Abbottabad.

The resistance demonstrated by these buildings in Abbottabad exceeded everyone's expectations.

It's weird!
After reviewing the document several times, Leng Yun turned to the staff behind him and cautiously asked:
"Do you think it's possible that Bin Laden was in this area, and we just happened to let the Americans find him?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present couldn't help but gasp.

But soon, a group of people started shaking their heads frantically.

That's unlikely. If it happened, well...

That just means Bin Laden was unlucky; it was his bad luck!
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Explosions and gunfire outside the Pakistan Military Academy in northeast Abbottabad jolted the entire city awake. Police officers who heard the noise dared not approach, as they were very familiar with the gunfire from both sides.

One side has equipment from America, while the other side has equipment specifically for terrorists.

They are just ordinary people.

Unable to provoke either side, they could only watch from the sidelines, observing the distant buildings and the two groups inside and outside them engaged in a fierce firefight.

Inside the Pakistan Military Academy, young students, hearing the gunfire, wanted to go out and get to the scene to subdue both sides.

However, before these young students could act, they were stopped by the school teachers.

The teacher stopped the action, and the hot-blooded students were very dissatisfied. One of them immediately shouted, "Teacher, those who launched the attack are obviously Americans."

"The Americans are killing our people, why should we just stand by and watch!"

"Isn't it said that people with the same faith are family?"

Hearing the students shouting, the principal was at his wit's end. Instead of forcefully instilling theories like other teachers, he led them to the wall and made them stand there to look at the houses in the distance.

In the distance, outside a house surrounded by barbed wire, several Navy SEALs were launching a assault.

Inside the house, there were also several people with guns, firing wildly at the attackers.

However, when someone fires a gun while slightly excited and in a frenzy, the gun will be inaccurate.

The bullets flew everywhere, hitting all around.

The two sides opened fire in a street that wasn't exactly a busy area, completely disregarding the lives of those around them.

After the students had watched for a while, the military academy's principal shouted:
"Now listen carefully to the gunshots. These are the gunshots of a fully loaded gun."

"Then take a good look and think about why they dare to fire so recklessly in our country, on our land!"

"Once you understand this, you will also find the motivation to learn."

As the principal spoke, the young students slowly turned their gaze to the battlefield. Gradually, the confusion in their eyes dissipated, leaving only determination.

In the distance, outside the building that looked like a prison, SEAL Team Leader Jonathan raised his hand and fired a shot, taking down a man firing a rocket launcher. He then turned and shouted to his comrades behind him:

"Put on C4 and blow the wall down immediately. Be quick, or the terrorist reinforcements will arrive soon."

Upon receiving the new orders, the demolition expert among the 18 men, carrying C4 explosives, quickly ran to the bunker under the cover of the machine gunners and planted the bombs he had already made onto the opposite city wall as fast as possible.

After attaching the bomb, the demolition expert quickly retreated to a safe position and, without the slightest hesitation, pressed the detonation button.

20 kg of TNT perfectly demonstrated its power at this moment.

The rammed earth wall, over a meter thick, and the terrorists hiding behind it, went to meet their maker. A breach was blasted in the wall, and Jonathan, taking advantage of the smoke and dust, was the first to rush inside. Two grenades flew from his hands, accurately smashing through the glass and into the house.

Two terrorists hiding behind a window were blown away by the grenade. Just as those two grenades exploded, two more grenades flew past Jonathan and landed inside the house.

"Charge in!" Jonathan shouted, and once again rushed into the house.

He had just rushed in when two bullets flew from the corner and hit him squarely in the chest.

The two bullets struck Jonathan like two heavy hammers, sending him staggering backward.

Fortunately, there were only two bullets, because Jonathan's teammate hit the other person in the head after the shooter had only fired two shots.

The impact of the bullet was strong, and it took Jonathan a while to recover.

He reached up and touched his chest. The ceramic bulletproof plate was shattered, and it seemed that one of his ribs was broken, but thankfully, it hadn't pierced his heart or lungs.

He quickly pulled a small bottle out of the cake, unscrewed the cap, poured out two white pills, and put them in his mouth.

The two pills quickly masked the pain in his chest. After taking a moment to feel his body, he stood up and directed his teammates to defend while searching the house.

They spent about 20 minutes searching the house inside and out, even turning over all the bodies on the ground, but they couldn't find Bin Laden.

Unable to find his target, Jonathan was getting angry and was about to vent his anger on the terrorists outside when a scream came through his earpiece.

"This is Condner from Team Four, repeat, this is Condner from Team Four, we have located bin Laden, repeat, we have located bin Laden, requesting backup, requesting backup!"

Before this mission began, Navarro divided the 72 men into four groups of 18 each, based on the number of targets to be searched, ensuring a very even distribution of firepower.

The four targets to be searched are all located northeast of Abbottabad, with a certain distance between them. The house that the four groups were searching is located northeast of the first group and is also close to the Pakistan Military Academy.

Having received confirmation from the other side, Jonathan waved his hand and shouted towards the northeast, "Go! Capture Bin Laden alive!"

At his command, the 18 members of Group One packed their gear and began a frantic sprint towards the location of Group Four, which was to the northeast.

After running a few steps, they realized they were in the city center and could rob...borrow a car.

Eighteen people borrowed five cars from the roadside, quickly started the vehicles, and drove northeast.

The siege of bin Laden's real residence has alarmed not only the CIA but also al-Qaeda members operating in Abbottabad.

Bin Laden is their spiritual icon. Now that their spiritual icon has been attacked, if they don't react, they're doomed.

Under the relentless attacks of these terrorists, the fourth group was in grave danger.

Even under these circumstances, while bound, Bin Laden continued to make statements behind the scenes:
"Young man, do you know how I started out?"

"Do you know how I established Al-Qaeda?"

"At the time, I was a wealthy Saudi businessman, but because of the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan, I chose to lead people into Afghanistan to fight against it."

"Here, I met with people from America's CIA. It was during the Cold War, and America's CIA people were very keen to get involved in any action against the Soviet Union."

“We were short of guns and ammunition at the time, and I had some cash on hand, so I used that money to exchange for some equipment with America’s CIA.”

"With these weapons and equipment, I finally gained a foothold in Afghanistan and even achieved a certain reputation."

"Speaking of which, if we use a joint-stock company as an analogy, America also owns a share in al-Qaeda, isn't that amazing?"

"What's even more amazing is that, as you probably know, the funding for us terrorists comes from the various people who support us."

"I received a sum of money a while ago. The source of this money was very secretive, but I was eventually able to find out who made the remittance."

The soldier, who was busy with his defense, turned around when he heard this, opened his mouth, but ultimately couldn't bring himself to ask the name he had guessed.

Seeing his expression, Bin Laden knew that this soldier in front of him was wavering in his resolve.

We need to strike while the iron is hot.

Whether I can escape or not depends on this tremor.

He took a deep breath and continued to entice, "This funding comes from America's CIA, about $10. It's not enough, but it's a good addition."

Perhaps fearing that the soldiers in front of him might not believe him, Bin Laden tapped the bookshelf next to him with his chin.

"By the way, I still have that data saved. It's in that cabinet over there. There are a few hard drives inside. You can see it once you read the data."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers looked at each other.

In the end, no one opened that cabinet.

Because nobody knows what will be released from there.

Bin Laden was somewhat disappointed not to see what he wanted to see.

Then he changed the subject: "Soldiers, America invaded Iraq under the pretext of liberating Iraq and bringing freedom and democracy to Iraq."

“I know that you young people came to Iraq and the Middle East with the same idea.”

"But the problem is, Iraq was conquered, and it's been conquered for so many years. If freedom and democracy really work, then why is Iraq in this terrible state now?"

Have you thought about this?

"Shut up!" Finally, bin Laden's incessant chatter angered a soldier nearby, who roared and then shoved his gun barrel into bin Laden's face.
If you say another word, I'll kill you right now!

“No, you won’t!” Bin Laden continued to shake his head. “If you wanted to kill me, you would have done it already.”

"Don't talk about how important the mission is. The fact that the Americans are punctual is already very moral."

"You can kill me now to avenge the victims of 9/11."

"However, when it comes to 911, I need to say that America's radar technology is unparalleled. How could they not detect the movements of two aircraft?"

“You’re a soldier, you should know this better than I do.”

This sentence completely broke the soldier who had just told Bin Laden to shut up, and he grabbed the butt of his rifle and struck Bin Laden twice.

"shut up!"

(End of this chapter)