As soon as she hung up the phone, Xie Wendong asked curiously: "Whose phone number is it?" Bian Fei lowered his head and pondered, pretending to be respectful, but he was shocked and puzzled: "It was a friend who wanted to treat me to dinner, so I asked me to refuse. Brother Dong is sorry, I'm disturbing you."

"It's okay" Xie Wendong put one hand in his pants pocket and a cigarette in the other hand, as if his thoughts had already flown far away.

Seeing that Xie Wendong had no unusual reaction, Bian Fei slowly put his phone in his pocket and slowly exhaled. Because he was so nervous, his forehead and palms were sweating. His eyes were like poisonous snakes, his mouth slightly raised, and he said in a sinister way: "Brother Dong, there were many people dead in this mosque before, so let's not stay in this bad place."

"You believe in ghosts and gods." Xie Wendong asked with a smile in his eyebrows and eyes, without squinting his eyes, and he asked with a frank expression.

Bian Fei was very afraid of Xie Wendong's sharp gaze, and his body shrank back and said quietly: "I would rather believe that there is something than that without it. Who can tell the things like ghosts and gods clearly?"

"Haha", Xie Wendong shook the ashes and squinted his eyes and smiled: "Okay, let's go, that batch of goods has almost been shipped out of the city."

Letting the truck equipped with nuclear warheads mix among the other eight vehicles and escape from the city of Mosul, which is strictly controlled by Isis, is completely beyond Bian Fei's expectations, and also makes Bian Fei feel disgusting and uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.

However, Bian Fei would not give up. As long as Xie Wendong is in Iraq for one day, it will be hard to say who will win.

Bian Fei thought to himself that he must seize the time to grab the nuclear warhead. Otherwise, if he delays one more second, he will have a little more exposure. What he has to do now is to find the most critical one from the nine trucks that broke out.

Halfway through the road, Bian Fei secretly called Colonel Isi Yuri Ozelov on the excuse of using the toilet. He originally wanted to talk about his plan, but he did not expect that Yuri Ozelov gave him an important news, which completely disrupted the next steps.

Yuriozelov said to Bian Fei: "I have reported the situation here to King Baghdadi. King Baghdadi knows that the nuclear warhead has left Mosul, and is very annoyed. He decided not to wait and just come on." The author said; thanks to the ariessxiang brothers for the WeChat red packet reward of 66.66 yuan, thanks to the WeChat red packet reward of 66.66 yuan for the WeChat red packet reward of 66.66 yuan for the 2014 brothers for the WeChat red packet reward of 66.66 yuan, thanks to the enterprising brothers for the WeChat red packet reward of 66.66 yuan, thanks to the Tang Daoyan brothers for the WeChat red packet reward of 35.54 yuan, thanks to Chen Yanlin brothers for the WeChat red packet reward of 20 yuan, thanks to the Story brothers for the WeChat red packet reward of 10 yuan, thanks to the Leng Feng brothers for the WeChat red packet reward of 10 yuan.

Bian Fei was shocked when he heard this. He expressed his objection on the spot: "Mr. Colonel, have we reached a consensus before? Xie Wendong will definitely send heavy troops to protect the trucks equipped with nuclear warheads. I asked a little. Xie Wendong has nearly two hundred elites with white blood and dark sky eyes. You have also seen Xie Wendong's ability. If we don't concentrate the elites on our hands and attack one by one, it will be impossible to succeed. Moreover, such casualties will be very large. I think King Baghdadi will definitely consider this."

Yuriozelov: "Mr. Major General, you don't have to consider the casualties and manpower. The king means that the nuclear warhead is of great significance to us, and he will take it at all costs."

Bian Fei was about to explain, but Yuriozelov continued: "The king has ordered that nine thousand people be transferred from the Cobra troops. Without your people intervene, these people will be divided into nine groups. Each group will deal with a truck, and there will always be one with a real nuclear warhead."

As we all know, there are 13,000 to 15,000 core members of Isis, which are the most backbone and most combat-capable troops. In addition to belief and battlefield experience, these people have the most exquisite weapons of Isis. At the end of last year, they only used 3,000 people to beat the 50,000 Iraqi government troops in Mosul to the point of urination, directly occupying the most important city in northern Iraq. Speaking of this, everyone must have guessed the name of this army in almost 1000.

That's right, this unit isis Cobra.

The nine thousand elite soldiers from the Cobra troops were transferred in one go, which was enough to show how determined Baghdadi was to the nuclear warhead.

Bian Fei thought about it in his mind. If the Cobra troops robbed the nuclear warhead, wouldn't he have nothing to do? How can he make contributions within IIS in the future and how can he perform his revenge on the land of Iraq in the future. He quickly said: "Col. Can you explain it to the king? I have already thought of a good plan to grab the nuclear warhead without any effort. In this way, there is no need to directly conflict with Xie Wendong's elite, and you can avoid losses..."

Before Bian Fei finished speaking, he was already a little impatient. Although Yuriozelov was just a colonel and Bian Fei was a major general, the former had been in Isis for two or three years. In comparison, this colonel was more important than the major general speaking in front of King Baghdadi.

Yuriozelov said: "No need to be so troublesome. The king thinks Xie Wendong may have begun to doubt you. Otherwise, why would he leave a cart for cart in the city to divert our attention."

Bian Fei was so shocked that his chin was almost falling off: "No, I didn't show any flaws. Moreover, with Xie Wendong's personality, if he suspected that I had betrayed him, he would have been dismantled by me long ago."

Yuriozelov: "The king is just guessing. Now, your task is to stabilize Xie Wendong until the Cobra troops come. I will pay close attention to the movements of those trucks. No matter what the price is paid, you must take the nuclear warhead into your hands."

What else was Bian Fei trying to say? Yuriozelov had already hung up the phone quickly. The more he thought about it, the more angry he was, it must have been Yuriozelov, the bastard who exaggerated the facts in front of Baghdadi, making the latter think that Xie Wendong was not only super strong, but also cunning. The simpler and direct method was to deal with cunning people, the more effective it was. He spat on the ground and cursed viciously: "A great credit, just flew away in vain. Damn, I'm so angry."

Bian Fei regrets it now. Baghdadi is not as good as Xie Wendong. He is purely a pig's brain. Xie Wendong is not a good fight. One thousand cobra soldiers fight against two hundred Xie Wendong's elite soldiers. It is really not necessarily possible for anyone to beat anyone.

Betrayal has become a fact, and Bian Fei has no choice but to bite the bullet and grit his teeth and persevere.
Chapter completed!