Tehran Grocery Store: My Intelligence is Priced Clearly

Ten thousand it is!

Zhang Jian gritted his teeth.

"System, make payment."

The account balance was instantly deducted by $100,000.

[Ding! Payment successful, $100000 deducted.]

[Target: Reza.]

[Identity: Major in the Iranian Intelligence Department.]

[Hidden identity: CIA informant (turned three days ago).]

[Top Secret Intelligence 1: Reza is not single. He has an unmarried girlfriend in Lyon, France, with whom he has a seven-year-old son. Reza regularly transfers 7000 euros to her every month.]

[Top Secret Intelligence 2: Three nights ago, Reza led a team to ambush the area outside the South District docks, where they encountered the fleeing "Black Serpent," who was subsequently captured and betrayed them.]

[Top Secret Intelligence 3: Reza has revealed all of the host's information. Following an assessment, the CIA determined that Zhang Jian is a high-ranking intelligence strategist for the Iranian General Staff, posing an extremely high threat level, and has been prioritized for elimination.]

[Top Secret Intelligence 4: Reza's visit today is ostensibly to assist a CIA armed operations team in pre-battle reconnaissance. Operation time: 4:00 AM tonight.]

[Operation Objective: Kill Zhang Jian and eliminate all armed personnel in the grocery store.]

[The following is the relevant chain of evidence, please check...]

Zhang Jian quickly scanned the information, his expression growing increasingly grim.

He and Farhad were absolutely right.

On the night of the capture of "Black Snake", Reza did not have any capture missions.

Instead, in order to steal credit, he secretly led two trusted confidants to the outer perimeter of the South District Wharf.

As luck would have it, they actually ran into the "Black Snake" that had broken out of the General Staff's encirclement.

As soon as the two sides exchanged fire, Reza's two men were shot in the head on the spot.

Reza was captured alive, stabbed, and then surrendered and betrayed the enemy.

In order to save his own life, Reza not only betrayed him, but also cooperated with the CIA to kill him.

Intelligence indicates that "Black Snake" is unwilling to swallow the humiliation of being ambushed by the General Staff, and with his stronghold in Tehran almost completely destroyed, he urgently needs a breakthrough.

Given that his own threat level had increased, he was preparing to take action against himself first.

Reza's purpose in coming today was to confirm his firepower configuration and personnel positioning so that they could operate at night.

Zhang Jian turned off the system panel, took two deep breaths, and turned to walk to the backyard.

In the backyard, everyone was still turning the roasted meat over, and the aroma of cumin filled the entire yard.

Fahad and Shahra stood under the eaves, talking in hushed tones.

"Fahd, Shahra, come here for a moment."

Zhang Jianchong and the other man waved and headed straight for the basement.

The two exchanged a glance and immediately followed.

The basement door was locked from the inside.

Under the incandescent light, Zhang Jian pulled out a folding chair, sat down, and pointed to the two chairs opposite him.

"sit."

Fahadela pulled up a chair and sat down, his expression stern.

"Boss, what have you found out this time?"

Zhang Jian took out a cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff.

"We were right, Reza has betrayed us."

The basement fell silent instantly, with only the sound of everyone breathing.

Shahra suddenly raised her head.

"Sure?"

"Absolutely certain."

Zhang Jian exhaled a puff of smoke.

"My sources just reported that he betrayed us three nights ago."

Farhad clenched his fists, his eyes bulging with fury.

"That bastard!"

"He not only betrayed us, he sold us all out."

Zhang Jian flicked off his cigarette ash.

"Therefore, the CIA now believes that the threat here is greater and needs to be eliminated as soon as possible."

"Reza is here today to scout out the location for the CIA's operations team."

"They made their move at four in the morning tonight."

"Target: Kill us all."

Upon hearing this, Shahra immediately stood up.

"I'll contact General Al-Khalid right now!"

"Have him send men to seal off the entire area and encircle them!"

"sit down!"

Zhang Jian whispered a few words.

Shahra paused, looking at Zhang Jian.

"Boss, this is a CIA armed operations team, not street thugs."

"Since they dared to operate in downtown Tehran, their firepower must be considerable!"

"I know."

Zhang Jian threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out.

"I spoke to General Aiharid personally with the General Staff."

"However, it's not our style to suffer in silence."

"Since they dare to come closer, let's teach them a lesson, avenge our defeat first, and then let the General Staff get involved."

He turned to look at Shahra.

"If you go and talk to them, there's a high chance General Aiharid won't agree."

"I have to handle this personally."

"I will explain Reza's situation to him and provide him with the relevant evidence."

"Then we'll bring up this request with him again."

"so……"

"Farhad, after lunch."

"Go to the front hall and inspect all the roller shutter doors. Reinforce any that can be reinforced."

"Then, let everyone come down and collect their equipment."

"Tell Suleiman to keep a close watch on the street corner."

"Have 'Old Ghost' set up booby traps in the surrounding area."

"Bakhtiar is sticking to the old strategy: suppressive fire."

Zhang Jian issued instructions methodically.

Fahad and Shahra immediately sprang into action.

Zhang Jian looked at the empty basement and activated the system again.

"System, do you have any specific configuration information for tonight's CIA task force?"

[Ding! Inquiry into CIA armed operations team tactical configuration requires a payment of $20,000.]

"Payment".

Payment successful.

[Operation Team Codename: Night Owl]

Number of people: twelve.

[Equipment Configuration: All personnel are equipped with silenced submachine guns, night vision goggles, and stun grenades. Two personnel carry breaching explosives, and one personnel carries a large-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifle.]

[Tactical Route: Split into three groups. Four men will storm the main gate, four will scale the back wall, and four will rappel down from the roof.]

Zhang Jian sneered.

A pincer attack from three directions.

They really didn't intend to leave any survivors.

Since you want to play, then we'll play a big game with you.

He turned to look at the box of rockets next to him, and a crazy plan popped into his head.