When you're in the Wolf Pack, your ability to obey orders becomes stronger.

Chapter 318 Terrifying?! (4.6K)

The phone screen displayed a message that the commission details had been changed, the assassination target was now Ye Haiya, and there was also a payment notification that the client had transferred the deposit.

Niu Sanxian was completely stunned: "Ye Haiya hired someone to assassinate Ye Haiya?"

All current intelligence indicates that the client is none other than Yahya, the president of the country of Stan.

Upon seeing the new commission details, Niu San initially found it utterly absurd, but quickly realized: "Were the previous commissions all placed by someone impersonating Ye Haiya?"

"should be."

"So, will you accept this commission?"

Before the other party could answer, Niu San said to himself, "Our mission is to confirm whether there is a traitor here, so we definitely can't accept the job. Let's refund the money..."

"catch!"

"Watfa?" Niu San was surprised. "Why did you accept this? Old Wang told me to follow you. You're not going to Yilan City or Laval City, are you? Let me make this clear, I'm not going!"

The other person handed over a monocular telescope: "To measure parameters."

"What parameters are you measuring? Are you planning to finish this job before leaving? Bhutto doesn't need you anymore... Holy crap?" Niu Sanxian suddenly realized something. "You don't mean to say that Yahya is coming here, do you?"

"Ok!"

"Damn! What's he doing here? Why the hell do I have a bad feeling about this?"

The two stopped talking and lay on the rooftop, gazing at the central hospital 1600 meters away.

Around 5 p.m., a convoy slowly drove into the binoculars. Niu Sanxian immediately perked up: "They're here! I've seen that W222 S-Class Mercedes before. It's Ye Haiya's car, modified with armor and bulletproof glass!"

"Speed!"

click!
The sound of a gun being pulled back came from the side.

Niu San turned his head and saw that the other party had loaded a .338 armor-piercing round into the chamber.

"Speed ​​40 km/h, no wind, distance 1200 km, angle of attack 55°!"

After waiting for a while, the other party did not fire. Niu Sanxian updated the parameters again: "Distance 1500, speed 28, estimated to enter the hospital gate in ten seconds."

Half a minute later, Niu San put down his binoculars and turned around: "Why aren't you firing?"

"No chance!"

"So, the mole isn't over there?"

"Wait."

"Row."

Niu San knew that Bhutto was on the 18th floor, so he looked directly at the corridor and sure enough, a group of people appeared a short while later.

He did not notify his comrades to fire at this time, because their objective was not to kill, but to find the traitor.

About twenty minutes later, figures began to move in the corridor. Niu Sanxian knew that Ye Haiya was about to leave and asked, "Did you find the signal given by the mole?"

"No."

"Then let's fire a shot when Yehya comes downstairs and leaves the house, to test their reaction!"

"it is good!"

"Get ready, they're about to get into the elevator, probably in two minutes... wait!"

When Niu Sanxian's gaze swept across the corridor windows, he suddenly noticed something unusual: "The northernmost corridor window on the 18th floor is open, and someone has walked to the window!"

The gun barrels next to them were immediately moved away.

"Holy crap! It's Ye Haiya! He's smoking and on the phone!" Niu Sanxian's face was grave. "Why do I have a feeling this was deliberately arranged? Do you think this could be an opportunity given by an inside agent?"

Try it and you'll see!

Before the words were even finished, bang!

Even with a silencer, the loud gunshot still made Niu Sanxian's eardrums ache.

"go!"

The two immediately packed their belongings. Niu San slung his bag over his shoulder and got up to run, but suddenly heard a buzzing sound. He turned around and saw two drones flying over from the direction of the hospital, about to crash into the rooftop.

"Damn! The wet nurses reacted incredibly fast!" Niu San shouted, drawing his pistol. "Should we fire or not..."

Bang bang! Bang bang!
Gunshots rang out nearby, and two drones were shot down instantly.

The two quickly ran to the other side of the rooftop, fastened ropes around their waists, and descended directly from the roof.

At a height of over 100 meters, the two people reached the ground in just over ten seconds, untied the ropes, and immediately ran towards a car parked on the side of the road.

"Go ahead and drive!"

"it is good!"

Niu San jumped into the car, started the engine, shifted gears in one smooth motion, and floored the accelerator. The car roared away and quickly disappeared around the corner.

In the car, Niu San clicked his tongue twice: "You're quite decisive, aren't you? Don't you feel any remorse for those two drones? Aren't you afraid the nanny will come after you later?"

"Someone will reimburse me."

"Wasn't that also bought with military funds?" Niu Sanxian spoke with the air of a successor.

No one paid him any attention.

Niu Sanxian then asked, "Did you notice anything just now? I think that window was definitely opened by the traitor!"

"Ask the wet nurse."

"Hey, you actually trust that big guy. Where are we going now?"

"Out of town."

"Okay, if we don't get out soon, we're probably going to be stuck... damn it!!!"

Niu Sanxian was speaking when suddenly a large hand reached out, grabbed the steering wheel, and pulled it sharply to the right. The car immediately swerved, and he instinctively pulled the handbrake and revved the engine.

Buzz!
squeak! ! !
The tires screeched violently against the ground, and the car drifted at high speed.

boom!
A rocket grazed the car and exploded behind it, the huge blast wave nearly flipping the car over.

"Where is the enemy?"

"11 points!"

"I'll drive, you take care of the sniping!" Niu Sanxian's face was ashen. "Damn it, are we going to kill him to cover our tracks so soon?"

boom!
The sniper in the passenger seat leaned out and fired a shot directly at the rooftop to the left.

"middle!"

"Sit tight!"

Niu Sanxian turned the steering wheel, and the car crashed through the fence and into a pedestrian street.

Da da da!
clap clap clap!
Wow!
Gunshots rang out, and bullets struck the car doors and windows.

The two men quickly looked down, and Niu San pressed the accelerator to the floor, gripping the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

Boom!
Bang!

The car crashed directly into a shopping mall.

Less than a minute later, a group of people dressed in black combat uniforms rushed over. Someone opened the car door, but the car was already empty.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening when the two figures met again in a park near the Central Hospital.

"The whole city is under martial law now, and the signal is still blocked, so you can't make phone calls at all!" Niu San stared at the other person, "Tell me the truth, did you hit the target with that shot or not?"

"No."

"But Yahya is dead! We were both caught on camera, and now we're the real culprits in the president's murder! Damn it!"

Niu Sanxian looked regretful. "Damn it, if I had known, I would have worn a mask like you..."

"It was killed by an inside traitor!" someone suddenly interrupted.

Niu San was startled, then realized, "It might really be true! Damn! Old Wang really guessed right! Quickly, find a way to contact home!"

"We need to get out of the city!"

"I know, but there are so many more troops outside, and a lot of SSG people are chasing us. How do we get out? Should we go to the hospital and meet up with the healer and the others?"

"No, go find Rama!"

Who is Rama?

"The professional assassin has arrived too."

"".

. . .

Let's rewind four hours.

Inside the black Mercedes, Yehya, with his hair and beard completely white, was sitting in the back seat, smoking and making a phone call.

"Hazard, I'm at the hospital now. Do you think Bhutto will really agree to my request?" Yahya's expression was somewhat uneasy.

"Don't worry, I'm her husband, you could say I'm the person who knows her best in the world," Hazard's voice came from the other end of the phone. "Do you know what Bhutto's greatest strength is?"

"What is it?"

"It's that she is able to clearly recognize her shortcomings and has the courage to admit them."

"How so?" Ye Haiya asked humbly.

Hazar said calmly, "She knows that fighting is not something women can be good at, and she also knows that the few capable generals in the military have already sided with us. Therefore, in order to deal with this self-defense war, she will definitely agree to relinquish power."

"I hope you're right. Should I just tell him my request when I see him later?"

"Okay, no need to beat around the bush. Oh, and don't mention my name!"

"know."

"Okay, remember to call me as soon as you're done talking to her."

"no problem."

Yehia hung up the phone; by then, the convoy had already driven into the hospital.

Surrounded by security guards, Yahya got out of the car, went directly into the elevator to the 18th floor, and was then led by the Chinese security guards to the ward where he met Bhutto.

"Hello, Mr. President!" Bella greeted him with a smile.

"Hehe, Nana's here too!"

Yahya stepped forward with a smile, handed over the flowers, and asked with concern, "How are you injured, Prime Minister Bhutto? I brought several experts with me this time!"

Bu Tuo leaned back against the headboard and smiled, gesturing for Ye Haiya to sit down: "Thank you for your kindness. The injury isn't serious; I can be discharged after a period of rest."

"That's good! That's great!"

Yahya turned around and said to everyone following behind him, "You all go out. Prime Minister Bhutto and I have important matters to discuss."

"Yes! Mr. President!"

The accompanying personnel immediately left the ward.

Yahya smiled and looked at Beina again: "Nana, I also brought you a gift this time. It's with my secretary. You also..."

"Mr. President, my mother is a patient and needs someone to stay by her side every moment!"

Bella was worried about leaving her mother alone with Yahya here.

Before Yahya could say anything more, Bhutto spoke up: "Mr. President, Nana is my daughter. She doesn't need to avoid anything!"

"Okay then, hehehe!"

Seeing that Bhutto had said so, Yahya did not insist. He looked at Bhutto and said, "Prime Minister Bhutto, I'm sure my secretary has already discussed the purpose of my visit with the people in the Prime Minister's Office. The Tiandu side is coming on strong, so we definitely need to prepare a response as soon as possible!"

Bhutto nodded: "That's natural."

"You've always been in charge of the Air Force, and at this time I hope we can stand shoulder to shoulder and weather the storm together!"

"No problem, I'll contact the Air Force's deputy commander shortly and have them prepare for war."

Yahya was stunned for a moment. He hadn't expected Bhutto to agree so readily, and all the words he had prepared were stuck in his throat.

"Prime Minister Bhutto, are you telling the truth?"

"of course."

Bhutto said solemnly, "Mr. Prime Minister, I must remind you that given my current situation, if war breaks out, the only one who will need to step forward and give the people of the whole country confidence is you!"

"I know!" Ye Haiya said, a hint of excitement in his voice.

Hazard was right, war is indeed one of the fastest ways to gain power!

"So, are you ready, Mr. President?" Bhutto said with a half-smile. "Actually, I'm very grateful that you've stepped forward at this time."

Yahya paused, sensing something amiss in Bhutto's words, and immediately asked, "Prepare what?"

Bhutto: "Be prepared to face the anger and condemnation from the people of the whole country after the defeat in the war."

Yahya chuckled and said, "Prime Minister Bhutto, you're exaggerating. We might not lose this war. Haven't you always had a good relationship with China? Last time, China even sent us a batch of fighter jets and missiles. They certainly won't just watch us lose, right?"

Bella pursed her lips, wanting to say something but holding back, inwardly cursing the other person as a shameless old bastard.

Bhutto smiled wryly: "Have you forgotten that last time I proposed a motion requesting support from China, you were the one who led the opposition?"

Yehya looked embarrassed: "Huh? This..."

"Also, that batch of fighter jets had an accident, and the radar is basically unusable, unless our pilots fly blind."

"ah?!!!"

Yehya instinctively took out a cigarette to light it, but stopped under Bella's stern gaze.

"But don't worry, I accepted the Air Force Deputy Commander's suggestion immediately and allocated special funds to support their pilots' blind flight training. There should be some results by now," Bhutto said.

Ye Haiya's face was grim: "But even so, the number of fighter jets on the Tiandu side is more than five times that of ours!"

"That's your own business, Mr. President. In anything, if you want to gain something, you have to bear the negative consequences first."

Bhutto closed her eyes wearily. "I agree to your request. I need to take good care of my injuries now!"

"Then I wish you a speedy recovery!"

Upon hearing Bhutto's order to leave, Yahya wisely stood up, took his leave, and departed.

As soon as I left the ward, my secretary came over with the phone: "Mr. President, is this your phone?"

"who is it?"

"That one."

Yehia immediately took the phone, gesturing for everyone else to move away, his expression grim: "Bhutto just told me that China won't help in this war! Did you already know this? Why didn't you tell me beforehand? Are you trying to make me the scapegoat for the entire nation?"

Azar's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Don't be nervous, my old buddy. Who told you that our Stan nation would definitely lose this war?"

"Don't you know the strength of the Sky Poison? This time they've deployed over 50 Rafale and Mirage fighters alone! What are we going to use to defend ourselves? Those J-10s that are now just scrap metal?"

"Have a smoke and calm down first. Let me explain slowly. Don't worry, everything is under control!"

After hearing what the other person said, Yehya really wanted a cigarette, so he took out his lighter and lit one.

The smell of ashtray wafted to Ye Haiya's nose. He looked up and saw an ashtray on the window in the corner of the corridor. Without thinking, he walked over and asked into the phone while smoking, "So tell me, how should I deal with it if a fight breaks out?"

"My old buddy, you graduated from an aviation academy, have you forgotten that our country just bought Saab-2000 early warning aircraft from Sweden? We've also built radar stations all over the country. Although a few were destroyed by the Tiandu missiles the day before yesterday, they weren't seriously damaged!"

"It is precisely because I understand this that I know even better that the Saab 2000 and China's J-10 and JF-16 have incompatible data and are completely useless without radar interconnection!"

"Haha, what if I told you that I've already mastered the U7 data link technology?" Hazard laughed.

Ye Haiya was taken aback: "What did you say? U7's full-chain technology has already been developed? How come I didn't know..."

Snapped!
Suddenly, a loud bang came from the window, startling Ye Haiya so much that he jumped back.

All the entourage members, who were more than 20 meters away, changed their expressions drastically.

"It's a sniper! Protect the president!"

The nanny was the first to react, shouting, "Smoke grenades for cover, launch drones to track, Mr. President, lie down and don't get up!"

Hurala!
A group of people rushed over, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

"The president is dead!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

The wet nurse felt a chill run down her spine and rushed through the smoke, shoving aside the security personnel in front of her: "Get the hell out of the way, what the hell is going on?"

Upon approaching, the nanny reached out and touched Yehya's pulse as he lay on the ground, and was utterly shocked.

The pulse stopped; death was confirmed.

"Damn! He's not injured, the sniper missed, what happened?" The nurse glared at the security personnel around her.

The secretary replied tremblingly, "The president has a history of heart problems. Perhaps the sudden incident caused him too much stress, so... so..."

Even the nanny was shocked: "What do you mean? You mean the president was scared to death?!"

(End of this chapter)