Tehran Grocery Store: My Intelligence is Priced Clearly

Farhad's pupils suddenly contracted.

blacksnake?

Isn't this the person the Rafi family was supposed to meet in that recording?

"Boss, just who is this 'Black Snake'?"

"Senior Operations Director for the CIA Middle East"

Zhang Jian's voice was indifferent.

He also owns a foreign mercenary group called "Sandstorm".

Upon hearing the word "sandstorm," Suleiman's expression changed.

"Boss, is the information accurate?"

Suleiman's voice turned somber.

"What, you've heard of it?"

Zhang Jian looked at him.

Suleiman nodded.

"I encountered them once before when I was on a mission in Syria."

"These people are not ordinary mercenaries. The core members are all retired special forces soldiers from Europe and the United States, including SEALs, SAS, and Delta Force."

"Well-equipped, highly skilled in tactics, and extremely ruthless, never leaving any survivors."

He took a deep breath.

"Once, a small squad from the Holy City Brigade was almost surrounded and wiped out by their people."

"If we hadn't called in artillery support at the last minute, we might not have made it back."

The atmosphere in the room instantly became more oppressive.

Twelve elite mercenaries of this caliber are far superior to those gangsters in the Southern District.

"That's not all."

Zhang Jian paused for a moment and looked at the two of them.

"Intelligence indicates that they brought a purge list with them to Tehran this time."

"We're among them."

Zhang Jian pointed to his nose.

"In other words, they are most likely after me."

Farhad was taken aback, then slammed his hand on the table.

"Damn it! Do they really think we're made of clay?"

He suddenly stood up.

"Boss, let's get them!"

"They only have twelve people, just half of ours!"

"We have a strong and well-equipped army now, so we're really not afraid of them in Tehran!"

"Yes! Let's take them down!"

Suleiman echoed this sentiment.

Zhang Jian waved his hand, signaling them to calm down.

"Fighting with all our might is the last resort."

"We have weapons and intelligence now, there's no need to confront them head-on."

Zhang Jian looked at Farhad.

"What do you think Ahred will do after he gets his hands on that recording?"

Farhad pondered for a moment.

"The recording mentioned the B-73 underground air defense positions. This is top-secret information, and the general would absolutely not stand idly by."

"But he has no direct evidence to arrest anyone."

"The Rafii family is deeply entrenched in Tehran, and without concrete evidence, we can't touch them."

"Therefore, the general will definitely send people to the docks to keep an eye on things, ready to catch them red-handed."

Zhang Jian snapped his fingers.

"Absolutely correct."

"Since the military is going to keep an eye on things, let's give them a little something extra."

Zhang Jian stood up and walked to the map of Tehran city in the room.

"Five days later, 'Black Snake' will lead those twelve people to secretly infiltrate from the South District docks."

"The Rafi family will definitely be there to meet us."

Zhang Jian drew a heavy circle around the location of the South District Wharf with a red pen.

"Suleiman, you've been operating in the Southern District for so long, are you familiar with the Rafi family's docks?"

Suleiman stepped forward and glanced at the map.

"Cooked".

"We worked at those smuggling docks in the South District for a few days before."

"it is good."

Zhang Jian nodded.

"These next two days, take the master to scout out the location. I need a detailed map of the dock's defenses."

"no problem."

Suleiman agreed.

Zhang Jian turned his head to look towards the stairwell.

"Amir!"

"Hey! Boss!"

Amir quickly poked his head out of his room.

"Put your work aside for now and let someone else keep an eye on things."

"In the next two days, you will take over all the surveillance cameras around the docks of the Rafi family in the South District."

"We must keep a close eye on every move at the dock."

"Leave it to me, boss!"

Amir gave an OK sign and then withdrew.

Farhad watched Zhang Jian assign tasks and couldn't help but speak up.

"Boss, are you planning to take action right here at the docks?"

"That's the territory of the Rafi family. If we start fighting, we might not be able to gain the upper hand."

"Who said we were going to engage them in direct combat?"

Zhang Jian sneered.

"Didn't the military want to catch them in the act?"

"Then let's give them a hand and muddy the waters completely."

Zhang Jian looked at Suleiman.

"Five days from now, I want you to take Kamran and Ali to find the best vantage point and keep a close watch on the docks."

"Once the 'Black Serpent's' men make contact with the Rafi family, kill him immediately."

Suleiman's eyes lit up.

"Boss, you mean...?"

"Fight the black snake?"

"No."

Zhang Jian's lips curled up slightly.

"The person who made contact with the Rafi family."

Suleiman was stunned.

Why?

A glint flashed in Zhang Jian's eyes.

"Think about it, it's the middle of the night, and 'Black Snake' has just brought people ashore."

"Just as they were about to make contact, the Rafi family's contact was suddenly shot in the head."

"What will Black Snake think?"

Suleiman slapped his thigh.

"He'll think someone's lying in ambush! He might even suspect the Rafiki family has betrayed them!"

"That's right."

Zhang Jian sneered.

"And when the Rafi family sees their contact dead, they'll definitely assume it was Black Snake who did it."

"The transactions between the two sides were shady from the start, and there was absolutely no trust between them."

"Once the first shot is fired, they will definitely engage in a firefight on the spot."

Farhad gasped.

That's a really vicious move.

"What about the military personnel?"

"Can the military just stand by and watch them exchange fire?"

Zhang Jian countered with a question.

"We will definitely intervene directly and wipe them out in one fell swoop."

"We just need to watch them fight like dogs from the shadows, and maybe fire a couple of shots to relieve some pressure on the military."

Zhang Jian clapped his hands.

"This is my plan."

"Using the military as a weapon to kill CIA agents."

"And by the way, drag the Rafi family into this too."

"What do you think?"

There was a few seconds of silence in the basement.

Then, Suleiman grinned.

"Boss, your move..."

"That's ruthless."

"But I like it!"

Farhad laughed too, and his posture relaxed considerably.

"Five days is enough time for us to prepare a grand welcoming ceremony for this Mr. 'Black Snake'."

Zhang Jian clapped his hands.

"Alright, stop sitting there."

"Let everyone divide up their tools and get familiar with the feel of them."

"Five days from now, we'll head to the South Wharf!"