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Chapter 617 Who is this deity again? (Third update!)
The camera slowly rises, the soldier disappears from view, and only his voice remains.

When the camera turned completely into darkness, the sound also disappeared.

Washington.

Upon seeing this scene, the reporters only saw a lonely soul with nowhere to go.

They frantically took this photo, then edited the relevant information and sent it back to their home country.

Western Regions.

With the strike operation in Pakistan a success, Leng Yun immediately began the next phase of the plan.

One of the deep roots has been pulled out, so the next step is to weed and get rid of those bastards who are hiding.

Just as he was meticulously devising his plan, news arrived from Yanjing that America had captured the real Bin Laden.

When Leng Yun received this news, she felt completely numb.

He stood in front of the map for a long time, gesturing with his hands for a long time, but in the end he still couldn't utter a single word.

It's important to understand that they just randomly chose an address and then fabricated related intelligence based on that address.

The purpose was to lure the Americans out and divert the terrorists' attention.

But how did they manage to catch them?

Is this just a case of a blind cat catching a dead mouse?

What the hell is going on?
Leng Yun retrieved the fabricated intelligence and began checking the relevant information word by word, trying to figure out where the problem lay.

Over the years, America's officials have been using bin Laden's name to raise money, while bin Laden and his al-Qaeda, like several Middle Eastern countries, have been drawing America's attention.

Now that Bin Laden is gone, America's attention will inevitably shift away from them.

They either move to the Middle East or to East Asia.

Irritability!

I should have gone somewhere else!
He went through the fabricated false information over and over again, but he still couldn't find the problem. In the end, he could only stare at the map, lost in thought.

After a long while, he sighed.

It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided.

It's like the sky is going to rain and a mother is going to remarry; let's wait until the Americans have shifted their attention before we talk about it!

He tossed the documents aside, took out the remote, turned on the television, and watched the combat footage of the action team heading to Pakistan.

The image has several angles, including a normal perspective, but the image is too dark, even after adjustments.

There's also an infrared view, which shows a grayish-white area interspersed with red humanoid figures.

It looks a bit strange, but it's enough to understand the battlefield situation.

In the footage he was watching, the 12.7mm machine gun was like a scythe, relentlessly reaping the terrorists on the other side.

The rocket launcher sent the terrorists and their houses flying into the air.

The whole match looked like a complete and utter annihilation.

For the army, this video has no reference value. The only reference value is that, given a generational advantage in equipment, they can do better than America did back then when fighting those with inferior equipment.

However, this video is quite valuable to the armed police who specialize in dealing with these terrorists.

This video shows that these terrorists are not omnipotent or invincible; they are also capable of fear.

Since you know you're afraid, things will be much easier.

Based on the relevant information and the powered exoskeleton provided by Xiaomi Heavy Industry, he prepared a combat plan for the Armed Police.

Sheva, North Waziristan, Pakistan.

The Haqqani network, Lashkar-e-Taiba, and a group of Pakistani Taliban members stood on the ruins, looking at the surrounding rubble, and couldn't help but gasp in horror.

As a terrorist, it was common for government forces and America to drop bombs on you.

However, being ambushed at night and then completely annihilated without any ability to resist was something that had never happened before on their land.

Even when the government forces attacked them, they only used planes to drop bombs. Moreover, because they did not know the specific targets and their bomb-dropping skills were poor, the bombs often hit civilians. Every time civilians were hit, it was an opportunity for these terrorists to show their faces.

So they never imagined that one day, a branch of a terrorist organization would be eradicated in North Waziristan.

There were more than 200 people!
In other places, these 200-plus people would be a very powerful force.

If spread out, these would be 200 human bombs, capable of creating a terrorist attack that would shock the world.

ISI's Badri took half of Mosul with only 600 men.

But overnight...

No, it can't be said that it happened overnight; it can only be said that within a few short hours, these 200-plus well-trained terrorists were directly eliminated.

This……

"Who do you think did it?" Ajall Haqqani of the Haqqani Network suddenly asked, causing the other two members of the organization standing nearby to frown as well.

They didn't know how to answer that question.

After all, judging from the traces of battle remaining in the ruins, the Turkestan terrorists who occupied this place could be said to have done everything they could.

They accomplished everything: nighttime sentry duty, tiered defense in the event of an attack, and retreat.

However, all of their actions were anticipated by the attacking side, or rather, the attacking side completely disregarded everything they did.

All the houses that could be used as cover were demolished, and the houses that were not demolished still had bullet holes and bullets lying on the ground.

The bullet head was as thick as an adult's thumb, and the casing was even larger.

These are 12.7mm bullets, and everyone present recognized them, as they would love to have them. But the situation on the ground made them even more terrified, because the attackers were using only these types of bullets.

The larger the bullet, the larger the firearm required to fire it, and at the same time, the fewer bullets a single person can carry.

The traces left at the scene included bullets, rockets, and even some explosives.

They couldn't comprehend how many people the attackers had to carry so many 12.7mm munitions and rockets.

After a while, Abdullah Ramad, a member of the Pakistani Taliban, picked up a bullet tip from the ground, examined it for a moment, and shook his head slightly: "I haven't received any news of a large-scale troop movement into Pakistan recently."

"China has indeed sent a team into Pakistan to work with Pakistan to fight terrorists, which means they are fighting us."

"But there were only about thirty people."

"Judging from the combat performance of the Chinese, it is indeed possible to kill the more than 200 people in Turkestan, but it is not that easy. Moreover, according to their habits, when they operate in other countries, they usually use the weapons and equipment of the host country."

"They rarely use their own weapons."

"Not to mention using a 12.7mm heavy machine gun."

After the Pakistani Taliban member finished speaking, his gaze fell on the Lashkar-e-Taiba group standing to the side. Lashkar-e-Taiba is considered a terrorist organization in Pakistan, but because their primary targets are Indians, Pakistani intelligence has not specifically targeted them; in fact, they have provided assistance in some areas.

We would occasionally give them some intelligence.

Noticing Abdullah's gaze, Jalali, the captain of the Pious Army, gently shook his head: "Don't look at me. In any world I know, or in any intelligence I've received, there is no information about such a special forces unit."

"Look at all these bullet casings and rocket tracks covering the hillsides. There must be at least a dozen tons of ammunition."

"You should know very well how many people are needed to transport more than ten tons of ammunition."

"Moreover, no one would be foolish enough to transport 12.7mm heavy machine gun ammunition alone. Because once it runs out, it means that logistics cannot replenish it, and without replenishment, the heavy machine gun is just a fire poker."

"Moreover, on my way here, I carefully asked the people around me, and they did not see any large convoys."

“Even the arrogant and conceited Americans wouldn’t do such a thing.”

As Jalari spoke, he kept shaking his head. After finishing his last sentence, he looked at Abdullah and asked, "By the way, is the Bin Laden thing true?"

“Really!” Abdullah nodded, rubbed his head, and said somewhat irritably, “It seems that one of Bin Laden’s personal guards went out, showed his face, and was recognized.”

"Then the Americanes quickly followed and found him."

"We're planning to launch an attack on Pakistani officials in a while to threaten Pakistan. What about you? Have you taken any action?"

"Not at the moment!" Ajall Haqqani gently shook his head.
"Our main target is the American people. They just captured Bin Laden and held a press conference, so they know very well that we will definitely target them. At this point in time, they should all be on guard, making it difficult to launch a successful sneak attack."

"So we'll wait a while!"

"Al-Qaeda did contact us, saying they wanted to join us in retrieving bin Laden's body."

"But I was rejected!"

Ajay Haqqani shook his head himself and pointed to the ground:

"My personal advice is that you should keep a low profile during this period. If you happen to provoke this unknown organization, you'll be in big trouble."

In the direction he was pointing, half a severed hand lay there, next to a bullet.

It was a bullet that randomly fell here; it wasn't the bullet that shot off this hand.

Look at these two things.

Abdullah slowly closed his eyes: "Fine, I'll go and try to persuade them!"

"I go first!"

Abdullah turned and left, leaving only Ajar and Jalari on the scene. The two looked at each other, and Ajar spoke first:
"Who do you think it is?"

Jalari turned his head and looked at the snow-capped mountains to the east: "Everyone has their own goals, and these Turkestans also have their goals."

"I heard recently that they had achieved remarkable results."

"It seems that they were just waiting for an opportunity, waiting for everyone's attention to be drawn to the Americas."

"Once their attention is drawn to the Americans, they will send out a large force to wipe out these idiots in one fell swoop."

"But the only thing that can't be explained is how these people came and how they left."

"To be able to annihilate these 200-plus people so quickly, it would require at least 500 to 800 people."

"With so many people, the scale must be enormous, but there's not a single word from them!"

“That’s why I find it terrifying!” Ajar took a step forward, stopped beside Jalari, and looked up at the snow-capped mountain, saying:

"Our eastern neighbor has always been amicable on the international stage, but this time they have acted out of character, so their attitude is questionable."

“This time, it seems that these Turkestan people have crossed their bottom line.”

"That's why they came to Pakistan at all costs."

"But I still don't understand how they fought!"

"If you don't understand, then don't bother!" Jalari withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked to the car not far away. He took a camera from the back seat and began frantically taking pictures of the scene in the sunlight.

He took over a hundred photos before stopping.

After checking the photos inside and confirming they were suitable, I took the camera and walked towards the Toyota pickup truck.

The driver started the vehicle and drove away.

After the vehicle drove out of the valley and climbed to the top of the mountain, Jalari picked up the satellite phone and camera from the car, walked to a secluded corner, and dialed the satellite phone.

After the call connected, a voice quickly came from the other end: "How's the situation on the ground?"

Jalari didn't rush to reply. Instead, he turned on the camera, opened the photos, and started looking through them one by one.

After looking through it for a while, he asked, "I'd like to ask, how many people did they send out this time?"

This was an exchange, and the other person clearly understood that too, but he didn't rush to respond. Instead, he lowered his voice and said urgently, "Tell me what the situation is like on the ground first!"

Ultimately, Jalari made concessions.

Given the situation on the ground, the other side could have easily found someone else to film, and by then, he would have lost the initiative and also lost a friend.

Flipping through the photos in the camera, Jalari said softly:

"All 200-plus Turkestan people are dead; not a single one survived."

"The traces left at the scene indicate that the attackers used 12.7mm heavy machine gun ammunition, and in large quantities, at least 10 rounds!"

"In addition, there were a large number of rockets and explosives."

"I simply cannot understand how so many of them managed to get in so quietly!"

"If I could, I'd like to learn too!"

After hearing his explanation, the person on the other end of the phone remained silent for a long time. Just as Jalari was about to ask again, the other person spoke:

"33 people!"

"If your intelligence is good enough, then you should know that a few days ago, China sent 33 special forces instructors to help us train and then fight terrorists."

"This time they only deployed 33 people in total."

"As for the weapons and equipment, I don't know, that's handled by a separate person."

"That's all I can say! Also, keep a low profile for a while and don't cause any trouble."

After issuing the warning, the other party hung up the phone, leaving Jalari alone, standing on the hilltop with his phone in hand, staring blankly in the cold wind.

33 men, more than ten tons of ammunition, annihilated more than 200 people!

This……

(End of this chapter)