Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

The wild mandarin ducks kept their eyes on the rearview mirror, and Margaret also adjusted the rearview mirror outside the car to observe the movements behind.

"It looks good today," Owen said calmly, "No one is following us."

"Yes, indeed."

……

Hearing the conversation between the two, Rodris slapped his thigh excitedly.

It's not that there are no vehicles tracking now, but they are keeping a considerable distance from each other. In addition, they also used unmanned reconnaissance aircraft.

No matter how Owen circled, the plane in the sky kept its camera locked on his car.

“…We’ve arrived.”

This is Margaret's voice.

Owen handed Margaret an envelope containing a key and a string of inexplicable letters.

"Tell them that once they take their stuff, the deal is done."

Margaret nodded, going over what she had to do in her head. She took the envelope from him and put it in her pocket.

Then he gave the signal to wipe his forehead with the back of his gloved hand, as if wiping sweat, and then scratched his eyebrows.

She wondered if Owen got the signal.

In front is the handover building, where the shopping mall with huge flow of people is also located.

Contactless document delivery with a strong "Old School" style.

……

"Margaret got out of the car and is walking towards the main entrance of the mall." The radio reported.

When Rodris heard the radio, the smile on his face froze.

He considered whether to take out the pistol tucked in front of him...

"What's your idea, boss?" Field team leader Brooke Arthur did not hide it and already had a UMP45 submachine gun in his arms.

One of his subordinates offered his own opinion: "It is most likely a supplies delivery, just like we did before."

Rodris nodded in agreement.

He was worried that if a gunfight broke out, given Owen's performance during the war, it might cause a riot that they could not afford.

"Let's act," he thought for a long time, "Try not to shoot, and catch them alive."

Chapter 30 Now You Are Safe

"This is the last time, for God's sake."

Margaret walked slowly along the crowd of shoppers in the store. She had never been here before and had never delivered intelligence in this building.

But she was familiar with the building's layout because she had spent half an hour studying its fire emergency evacuation diagram.

Time is up!

She left the crowd and turned into a long and narrow corridor in the mall, following the signs on the smooth floor to the staff toilet.

Is it really okay to choose this kind of place?

But when she saw the fire emergency escape passage next to it, she immediately sighed in her heart: He is indeed an expert!

Click——!

But what happened next was like a basin of ice water pouring over her, chilling her from head to toe.

The door to the emergency exit was pushed open, and at the same time, hurried footsteps were heard from the direction.

"You're under arrest, Miss Margaret," Brooke Arthur shouted, raising his submachine gun.

"Excuse me, what's going on?" the woman asked in poor American English.

"Don't struggle. We have been targeting you for a long time."

"I am an American citizen, you cannot—"

Brooke warned cheerfully:

"Even if you have legal status, we can arrest you under the authority granted by the Patriot Act. Don't make a meaningless struggle, it will only get you hurt."

"You——" The team member next to him held up a gun and moved closer from the side: "Raise your hands and stand against the wall!"

Then he put down his gun, pushed her to stand against the wall, and said:

"Is it still the Foreign Military Intelligence Service, or has it been rebuilt into the KGB?"

"What did you say?" Margaret's voice showed fear and surprise, which made the lieutenant who arrested her think that she did not look like she had received any professional training at all.

The lieutenant was almost confused by what she said next.

"What are you talking about? What's going on? Who are you?!"

Margaret seemed to be totally out of her mind and started shouting, "Police - go call the police! I've been met with armed robbers, someone come and save me!"

"Control her."

After Brooke gave the order, he raised his hand and touched the woman's body a few times, then took out a waterproof envelope from the inside pocket of his coat.

The thing wrapped in the envelope is most likely a key. It is a very traditional and safe method. They have used this method in the past to store emergency items or make deliveries.

Nowadays, there are very few rental lockers that provide keys. Once a dangerous person gets the key, it will be exposed quickly. Therefore, they have abandoned this method.

"That's it. We can close the net now."

Before Brooke got the key, it felt like several hours had passed when he heard the woman's scream.

He had just felt uneasy, thinking that he might have messed things up, and that this woman might not really be a spy working for the Russians.

After holding the envelope in his hand, he swallowed and his violently beating heart finally calmed down.

……

Parking lot in front of the main entrance of the shopping mall.

"learn."

Rodris waved his hand, and the field team members who were scattered in a surrounding formation took off their coats one after another, no longer hiding the submachine guns in their arms.

After noticing the armed men surrounding him, Ronald Owen was suddenly stunned. At first he felt something was wrong, and then he felt that all his efforts had failed - he was finished.

"General, you are arrested." Rodris stared into Owen's eyes, hoping to see any regret.

"You won, congratulations, young man."

"You are under arrest for treason, General." The last words seemed to come out from between his teeth: "Take him away."

Rodris and his superiors knew that they had only recovered their losses. They had caught Ronald Owen—not in the act, but in custody.

That is one of the purposes of this case, at least for them right now.

Everyone involved in this case knows that there is something behind this, but they can only pretend that it doesn't exist.

This case is definitely a big deal for them.

……

"Hello, Raphael."

The voice on the phone said.

"Morning... no, good evening, Harry. How's the weather where you are?"

"It's cold and wet and awful. I want to get some sunshine on the California coast."

"There are no golden beaches there, only swarms of infected creatures." Raphael waved his hand into the distance and then made a gesture to silence.

"I have some good news, would you like to hear it?"

"Nothing good comes out of your mouth." She choked casually: "Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

"Not this time."

"Don't keep me in suspense. If you have something to say, just say it. I'm very busy now."

"Remember those Russians you met in New York and Kyoto?"

"Of course I remember. It should be the former Russian PMC company, under the jurisdiction of the Russian Ministry of Internal Affairs. Active special operations personnel often enter in the name of PMC and go to hot spots to carry out covert operations."

Their fighting power is truly the ceiling of humanity. Raphael first praised these people in his heart, and then said:

"The PMC's current focus should be on the Norvinsk New Economic Zone in Leningrad. If the information I received has not expired, the authorities are still paying attention to the region..."

"Not them, but we found the bastard who leaked your whereabouts and related information."

"And the person behind him?"

"did not find."

Is this good news? Raphael thought, as long as the person behind the scenes is not found out, someone else will make the same choice sooner or later.

"Do you know there is only one traitor?" she asked back.

At this time, a strange voice interrupted and said, "It's being investigated. Don't worry, Captain."

"who are you?"

"I am Giles Ingersoll, and this arrest was carried out by my men."

The general, who was wearing an Army uniform, said he was the head of DOD's counterintelligence division.

"From my dim old eyes, the Russians have long been eyeing the technical information you and DARPA have. Now I can say that you are safe."

Raphael was very surprised and angry. How could the head of the counterintelligence department think like this? Since you all know about this kind of thing, why do you let it go?

If we really want to explain it, "letting it go was to lure out the people behind the traitors", but after paying so much price, we only caught two traitors in the end...

"General, please forgive me for being blunt, but if you can give me a more reasonable explanation of your future plans, I would be willing to believe the nonsense that 'it's safe'."

"This is a mistake on our part, and I don't want to find excuses," Giles said without losing his dignity. His attitude surprised Harry, who was in a lower class.

Chapter 31 Joint Security Expeditionary Company

After hanging up the phone, Raphael showed a disdainful attitude. Russia and Brussels haven't really become the new Soviet Union yet, so how come this side is about to become a sieve.

If you think about it carefully, DOD is a very large administrative agency. In addition to the administrative office staff of the Navy, Army and Air Force, there are also a considerable number of staff hired from the civilian sector.

Comprehensive screening cannot be said to solve the problem, it can only make those with ulterior motives feel a little more at ease.

In addition, the higher the position, the less they care about rules and regulations. There are many generals in that place, all of whom hold important positions.

Although Raphael understood it, he still held the same attitude towards the work of the Counterintelligence Department - this is their job.

"It looks like it's not over yet." Raphael murmured.

The Counterintelligence Department only intercepted the last part, and her current position is transparent to the Russians.

In this way, coupled with the transfer of the German Bundeswehr KSK Brigade half a month ago, Raphael realized that the reason why the brigade's special reconnaissance company stayed nearby was not just to deal with the refugees.

The Germans must have noticed something unusual, which indirectly proved that the Russians had mixed in with the refugees.

Those people are definitely not private military contractors belonging to BEAR, but should be real combat personnel transferred directly from the military.

Okay, no problem, we all play this game, right? Raphael dialed the number and called Harry's private phone again.

"… Urgent matter?"

"I want to temporarily hide my military identity and register a private security company in the security market."

"What's the reason?"

"The Russians came, and they used the name BEAR as usual," Raphael said. "The Germans haven't figured out why yet, but they have pre-deployed a combat unit near the institute."

"I understand what you mean, but where is the evidence?"

"I don't know, I just feel that way."

"It feels like it."