Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 662: The Uncontrollable Mad Dog

"They're all a bunch of idiots!"

Under the cover of night, Huggins slammed the steering wheel hard and cursed.

"I've known for a long time that the guy released from prison is unreliable. This guy used to study theology, he knows nothing about fighting! He only knows how to kill people!"

Jody looked down at the military laptop in his hands.

There are the latest pictures taken by spy satellites. In Langley's technical center, technical agents upload these pictures to the designated internal server as soon as possible, so that the overseas agents involved in this operation can obtain the latest information as soon as possible.

Huggins and Jody are foreign agents of the Langley Clandestine Operations Division.

They have been assigned here for nearly a year.

The task was simple: to provide the I5I5 organization with the necessary weapons and funds, and to help them organize training and complete the establishment of their organizational structure.

Being a secret agent requires a strong heart and a low moral bottom line, but at the same time he must be a true patriot.

The former is because it requires doing some very dirty things.

The latter is because they do not have enough dedication to the country and do not believe that what they are doing is beneficial to their country, and they will soon suffer a mental breakdown.

For example, the I5I5 organization.

Huggins and Jody began contact with Baghdadi after being deployed here last year.

Dealing with and providing assistance to an extremist released from Guantanamo Bay is something that no American, after experiencing the 9-1-1 incident, can tolerate.

But no matter how much Huggins and Jody disliked that damn neurotic bearded man, they had to follow their superiors' orders and help him expand his team.

Especially in the past year, in order to expand his team and rally people's hearts, Baghdadi actually declared his allegiance to al-Qaeda.

When this happened, Huggins reported it to Kelly and complained a lot on the phone.

After all, the wars now being launched in Irigaray and Afghanistan are being carried out in the name of "anti-terrorism" and are known as "wars of justice."

But at this time, he had to provide services to a terrorist organization loyal to Al-Qaeda, the culprit of 9-1-1, which was founded by the famous Brother Deng.

This is black humor no matter how you look at it.

However, Kelly remained calm upon hearing the news and instructed him to continue assisting the mission until the I5I5 armed forces grew stronger and were able to control the northwest region.

After all, the director is the director.

This woman's bottom line is even lower than mine.

No.

There is simply no bottom line.

Huggins had no doubt that Kelly wouldn't bat an eyelid if her job required her to shoot her husband in the back of the head.

However, what happened today still made Huggins feel upset.

A week ago, Huggins and his partner Jody received a mission to reveal intelligence about the People's Power's base to Baghdadi and asked him to concentrate his forces to organize a large-scale attack and simultaneously launch attacks on the three most important strongholds of the People's Power.

At the same time, the I5I5 armed forces must launch an attack on all Musician Defense operations in Irigo.

These two tasks are mixed and are actually one plan.

It is not difficult for Huggins to understand the need to annihilate the armed forces of the people.

After all, this local militia organization is spontaneous, but it has gained the support of some people. It is not justifiable to bring them down openly.

Therefore, choosing to destroy this organization in secret is the CIA's job.

Just let the I5I5 organization attack a defense company's transportation business and oil field security business.

This left Huggins confused.

He retrieved some information on the "Musician's" defense and read it.

It was discovered that this defense company was responsible for the transportation of materials for the U.S. military stationed in Iraq, and the oil fields were also the interests of the American company Wood Energy Group in Iraq. How could they allow a terrorist organization to attack their own country's enterprises and military logistics?

It sounds like a fairy tale.

But professionals are professionals after all.

Huggins didn't ask any questions and just followed the instructions.

But after the attack ended tonight, Hawkins saw from the latest satellite images that the effect of the attack was not as ideal as expected.

But two tribal villages were massacred.

This incident shocked him a little.

As an agent, I am quite numb to death.

Available satellite images show that the I5I5 organization massacred and beheaded the elderly, the weak, women and children in the village, and piles of corpses can be clearly seen in the pictures.

The piles of corpses somewhat challenged Huggins' bottom line as a human being.

It makes him feel ashamed to cooperate with such terrorists.

Not only did he kill innocent people, but he also failed to complete his mission.

Huggins felt that he needed to go and meet the bearded man in person and reprimand him in person for his incompetence.

The bearded Baghdadi's current residence in Iriguto is confidential.

Such people have many enemies.

The local armed forces want to kill him.

The Persians wanted to kill him.

The new Iriguchi government and army also killed them without mercy.

Even in the entire coalition forces, Baghdadi is on the blacklist.

However, no special forces of the coalition will receive the mission to assassinate the bearded Baghdadi.

This is the role of the CIA operating behind the scenes.

As the person chosen by the CIA, in order to allow this terrorist leader who was released from Guantanamo as a "low-level threat prisoner" and returned to Irigaray to take the top position in the I5I5 organization, the CIA even planned an airstrike on the founder of the I5I5 organization, Zarqawi.

After Zarqawi's death, Baghdadi successfully succeeded to the position of leader of I5I5 as a candidate, and became the spokesperson of a new East Asian force that was fostered by the CIA.

"Beard!"

In a small village in Irigu, near the Syrian border, Huggins jumped out of his car and strode into the small courtyard where Baghdadi was hiding. Several guns were pointed at Huggins.

Baghdadi's bodyguards appeared and surrounded him and Jhodi.

"Get out of here! You bugs!"

As the representative of the financial backer behind the scenes, Huggins is very confident.

Looking at the AKM assault rifles in the hands of the terrorists opposite, they were all delivered to them by Jody and I.

"Look!"

He turned back to Jody angrily and said, "We gave them these guns, and now they're pointing them at us!"

Jody's character is much deeper than Huggins'.

Looking at his furious partner and the black muzzle of the gun in front of him with the safety off, Jody tugged at Huggins's clothes and said, "Calm down, these guys have all their guns loaded. I don't want to die from a misfired rifle."

"Humph! They dare?!"

Huggins remains arrogant.

In his eyes, the bearded man was just a puppet.

Everything he has was given to him by the CIA.

A dog dares to bark at its owner?

If you do it, beat him to death!
However, he soon discovered that the bodyguards in front of him did not seem to take him seriously at all.

The muzzles of their guns never left their chests, as if they were ready to shoot if you dare to move forward again.

The head bodyguard is not at all weak in momentum.

Although he knew the identities of the two people in front of him.

But he still pointed and gesticulated at him, cursing, "This is not your home. You can't just barge in if you want! If you dare to mess around again, I'll shoot you to death!"

"FUCK! Don't you know who I am, you bastard?! Where is the bearded man?! I want to see him right now!"

Huggins was indignant.

The head of the bodyguards refused to budge, saying, "The chief is praying in the house, wait here!"

"Bullshit prayer!"

Huggins sneered, "Without our support, do you think your Lord will give you bastards guns?!"

As a long-term agent stationed here, Huggins is very proficient in Arabic.

"The Lord arranged for you to assist us. This is God's will!" The bodyguard leader sneered and gave a unique explanation, then returned the sneer to Huggins: "Just like you believe in God, we also have our own God."

Huggins was speechless.

He didn't expect the other party to reject his request in this way and didn't take him seriously at all.

"I want to see Baghdadi immediately! Otherwise, tell him that you will suffer the consequences! If you really think your god can give you guns, then let him do it in the future and let him provide you with funds and funding!"

Hudgens was completely enraged and started barking like a poodle whose tail was stepped on.

"Do you think we don't know that the so-called help you provide also has your own motives? You Americans, are you helping us for free? You're asking us to die for you! Do you know how many of our brothers died tonight?! These guns and money are what we deserve!"

"Get out of the way! You blind bastard!"

"If you dare to move, I will shoot!"

A quarrel broke out between the two sides.

At this moment, a man walked out of the house and shouted to the bodyguards, "Mohammed, how could you treat our distinguished guest in such a rude manner?"

As he spoke, he walked towards Hasjin.

This man had a big beard and was exactly who Huggins was looking for.

"Mr. Huggins, I was just in my room reciting scriptures and praying. I usually stay alone at times like this, so I told my people not to let anyone in and disturb me. I'm so sorry that they actually stopped you."

Hawkins stared at Baghdadi in front of him and saw deliberateness in the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

This guy is definitely pretending!
He must have been hiding behind the door and watching me and his bodyguard arguing through the crack.

It has nothing to do with any prayer.

He just wants to strike at himself and the authority of the American intelligence agencies behind him.

Huggins suddenly realized that Baghdadi was like a dog that could not be tamed and would turn against him and bite his owner at any moment.

"I want to talk to you about something important!"

"Come in, Mr. Huggins."

Baghdadi had studied in a seminary for many years and still had some basic manners. He led Huggins and Jody into the room, and they sat on the floor and began to talk.

"Mr. Huggins, are you coming here in anger to call me to task?"

Before Huggins could speak, Baghdadi started talking first.

"I have followed your request. Over the past few days, my men have lost over 600 men in order to complete the mission you assigned, especially tonight. Do you know what 600 men mean to me and my organization? Especially 600 experienced warriors."

As he spoke, he adjusted his robe, then raised his head slightly and looked at Huggins with squinted eyes, as if he was the one who should be held accountable.

"Your people are simply reckless! They massacred an entire village! Do you know what this means? Once this gets out, it will be a fatal blow to us! Are all your people insane? How can you sleep at night by killing the elderly, children, and women?"

Huggins was so excited that his saliva was about to fly into Baghdadi's face.

Baghdadi looked very calm, but his expression turned cold, and a look of contempt crept onto his bearded face.

"That's an interesting question, Mr. Huggins."

He took the tea from the servant with a smile, holding the cup with both hands and letting the warmth of the hot tea soak into his palms. Then, in a tone colder than the Antarctic ice sheet, he asked, "You Americans have massacred so many innocent women and children in Irigaray and Afghanistan, killing innocent people and taking the lives of civilians to fill the terrorist list and collect rewards. How can you sleep at night? Since your bigwigs and your soldiers can sleep so soundly..."

He took a sip of hot tea, then spread his hands and said in a very disdainful tone: "Why can't I sleep? I only killed some traitors who violated God's will. I chopped off some infidels' heads. Are there more heads than you Crusaders did in your time?"

When Huggins and Jody heard the last word, their faces looked uglier than rotten tomatoes that had been left on the ground for ten days.

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