Entertainment Starting From Operation Red Sea Chapter 1114

Chapter 1114 Dhaka (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)

Gao Wen and Wu Wei looked at each other, and then stood up at the same time in tacit agreement.

They pulled Xu Chuan up and out of the room.

"You go find a room by yourself, Xiaowen and I will go together."

Wu Wei pushed him hard, but with the strength of the two of them, how could they really push Xu Chuan.

"Hey, this is too much."

Xu Chuan blocked the door and remained motionless despite being pushed and pushed by the two girls.

"No matter, get out."

Xu Chuan reached out and touched Wu Wei's cheek twice. After successfully making the other person's face turn red, he said, "You really want me to go out?"

Wu Wei's eyes immediately became hesitant, she hadn't seen him for a long time.

But when she thought about Gao Wen, she became clear-headed.

"Anyway, just go out."

Xu Chuan looked at the two girls in front of him amusedly, and finally gave way.

With a bang, the door closed in front of him.

"Hey, at least give me my bag."

Knocking on the door silently, the door opened after a while, and Wu Wei stood there holding her bag.

When the other party handed it over, Xu Chuan grabbed the other person's forearm and pulled him into his arms.

Amid Wu Wei's surprised expression, Xu Chuan kissed her.

"Oh~", the girl's whole body softened immediately.

However, Xu Chuan did not let the kiss last too long before letting go. He stretched out his hand and pinched Wu Wei's face twice with blurred eyes.

"good…"

Xu Chuan pushed the person into the room, helped her close the door, and then walked to the elevator with his bag on his back.

He is going to Bangladesh soon to deal with the drug lord.

In the room, Gao Wen was examining Wu Wei with a red face. He knew what happened without asking her.

Why Xu Chuan wanted to find Wu Wei here was certainly not just for some foundation matter.

This guy just wanted to have more contact with the two of them in order to achieve his evil purpose.

Just as Wu Wei was about to explain, she received a message on her phone.

She glanced at it and it was from Xu Chuan, and her expression changed drastically after reading it.

"He said he had something to do and left first."

Wu Wei stood up and was about to chase outside.

"Hey, calm down." Gao Wen stopped the other party, but she was actually a little panicked.

Then Wu Wei's phone rang, and of course it was Xu Chuan calling.

"I thought about it and I'd better make a call. I have to go to Midian right away. The phone will be turned off. If you have anything, please send me an email."

Xu Chuan, who had already gotten into the car, was worried about Wu Wei. He was worried that the child would think too much.

"Then you're really not angry?"

Sure enough, Wu Wei's voice sounded like crying.

"What are you thinking about? Of course not. How could I be angry with our Xiaowei, and of course Xiaowen."

"Who is from your family?"

Gao Wen retorted from the side.

"Haha, okay, I'm driving. I'll be back in a few days."

After hanging up the phone, Gao Wen looked at Wu Wei who was crying and laughing, "You are still so easy to coax."

As he said this, he held the other person's face in his hands. He was moved by the way this girl looked like a flower with rain just now.

"Aren't you the same?" Wu Wei choked back.

Gao Wen's face froze, okay, the other party was right.

When Xu Chuan got on the plane, he would go to the country first, then transfer to the Golden Triangle, and then go to Bangladesh.

This way no one can trace his whereabouts.

He hasn't been to the Golden Triangle Special Zone this year, and he almost didn't recognize it when he arrived.

Sure enough, it is easy to change the face of a region through infrastructure and real estate.

All the shacks that were scattered everywhere have been demolished and the roads have been widened.

Both sides of the main road running from north to south are unique resort hotels and hotels.

Although the airport here is planned, construction has not yet started. There is currently only an airstrip that can take off and land small aircraft.

The main means of transportation here are ships, and you can also take small planes from the airports in Daguo and Myanmar.

Each venue has its own small planes and luxury buses, and each has its own ideas in order to attract people to play.

Of course, this is the Golden Triangle, and safety is equally important.

The plane was okay, and the buses that picked people up from the pier had armed security escorts on each bus.

Umbrella is responsible for these.

Unlike war-torn areas, the personnel and equipment here are more fancy.

The same black combat uniform as SWAT, tactical vest, FAST high-cut helmet, and pickup headphones.

Currently the most popular HK416 rifle, optical sight.

Anyway, what looks professional is what we use. Tourists who come here are told everywhere that we are professional and it is safe here.

In fact, these are recruits who have just come out of the training camp and have not experienced actual combat. They are just showing off.

The business of blocking the market here is already on the right track. Those who want to destroy the business environment, Umbrella does not need to take action, these people behind the blockade can kill such signs.

Umbrella's command center is located in the headquarters where the four countries jointly captured Nuoka.

After Operation Mekong, Umbrella bought the entire complex directly.

Now renovated, the building's exterior is spray-painted with Umbrella's prominent logo.

The surrounding heightened and reinforced walls are also equipped with electrified barbed wire, as well as lookout posts with remote-controlled weapon stations.

Gee, this looks like the base camp of a villain in a movie.

Xu Chuan felt that the aesthetics of Umbrella's group really needed to be improved.

Fortunately, there was no sentry at the gate, but the two thick reinforced iron gates looked more like the configuration of a prison. Xu Chuan felt that ordinary bombs should not be able to blow open these gates.

He did not notify Liu He of his arrival, but he did not deliberately hide his whereabouts.

When he walked to the door, the two doors opened automatically.

Liu He and his people were already waiting there in line.

"boss."

This guy gave a habitual salute.

"I'll wipe it, brother, don't!"

Xu Chuan quickly stopped the other party. If someone saw this, he wouldn't be able to explain it.

"How did you know I was coming?"

Letting others do what they should do, Xu Chuan followed Liu He into the command center.

“The AI recognizes it from the moment you get off the ship.”

The monitoring equipment here are all services provided by Umbrella, and the facial recognition technology has become very mature after many iterations.

In addition, Umbrella is responsible for all the communication base stations here, and now the entire Golden Triangle Special Zone is under their surveillance. Xu Chuan nodded, not bad. He was satisfied with Liu He's reaction.

Informatization and intelligence were his requirements for Umbrella's various strongholds.

After that, there are hugely expensive servers and data centers. This is the most advanced intelligence center in the entire Golden Triangle region or Southeast Asia.

"Boss, over in Bangladesh, Li Bing has been watching."

Liu He knew the purpose of the other party's coming here and asked people to put the information of the Bangladeshi drug lord Aamir Asif on the big screen.

A drug lord entrenched in Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh, well, Xu Chuan felt that this man looked no different from his third brother.

"What's the news about Li Bing? Didn't he do anything after Black Cat died?"

Liu He changed the photo and said, "This guy recently had a conflict with a drug lord in India. Maybe he doesn't have time to pay attention to it."

Moreover, the repeated failures of assassination operations have meant that individuals have to weigh their own concerns.

Xu Chuan touched his chin. This was good. At least there was someone who took the blame. It would be difficult for him to be associated with Umbrella after his death.

Then I heard Liu He continue to say, "This guy kidnapped the son of the Indian drug lord, and the other party is trying to rescue him."

Of course Xu Chuan doesn't care about the war between the two independent traders. For him, fishing in troubled waters is the best option.

"The Indians seem to have hired a team of mercenaries to rescue them."

Several photos were listed on the display, all of which were the core members of this team of mercenaries.

Xu Chuan took a look at them twice and then became interested in one of them.

"That one, the one with a head like a hammer."

Xu Chuan pointed at the screen.

Liu He had no reaction to his magical adjectives, and they had become accustomed to it.

Zooming in on one of the photos, Liu He, who had already seen the information of these people, said, "Tyler Rick, a former member of DEVGRU, retired because his son died of lymphoma, causing severe mental trauma and developing a habit of drinking. He divorced his wife and now lives in Western Australia.”

"Core operators, good at firearms, fighting, diving, and driving special vehicles."

Xu Chuan whistled and then said, "Send the photo to Lynn Fiennes, maybe his former colleague."

This kind of talent can still be examined.

"Prepare transportation for me, I will go to Dhaka now."

Work here is progressing normally, and as long as the construction projects don't stop, Umbrella has no enemies here.

They are not involved in the business of blocking the market, so Liu He is enough to handle the work here.

"By the way, where is Dongqin?"

Coming out of the command center, Xu Chuan asked about Dong Qin's news.

This kid brought a few people from UC Media over for a seven-day trip, otherwise he should have been in Hengdian to follow up on the project.

Liu He scratched his hair, "Xiao Celery is taking people to visit the crematorium..."

Well, Xu Chuan stared, indicating that the child was hopeless.

"I won't wait for her any longer. Let's leave now."

When Dong Qin came back, she immediately complained to Liu He, "Uncle Liu, why didn't you inform me?"

This title made Liu He speechless, "What can I do? The boss just walked around for a while and left in a hurry. I inform you that you won't be able to come back."

This made Dong Qin very unhappy.

Dhaka, the capital and largest city of Bangladesh, is located in the Ganges Delta, on the north bank of the Buriganga River, with a population of more than 17 million.

Xu Chuan got off the plane and got into a taxi, and then he was stuck in traffic.

The chaotic traffic conditions here are world-famous. The congestion on the second and third rings in Beijing is nothing. If you come to Dhaka once, you will find that it is not worth mentioning at all.

In the Global Liveable Cities Survey, Dhaka ranked 137th out of 140 cities, narrowly beating out Tripoli, Damascus (the capital of Syria after war damage) and Lagos (the capital of Nigeria).

The infrastructure survey ranked last.

There are only 60 traffic lights in the entire city, which is not necessarily good. The traffic here can no longer be described as chaotic, it is called despair.

Xu Chuan sat in the back seat of the taxi with his chin in his hands, looking desperately at the traffic jam ahead, which even a human-powered three-wheeler couldn't pass.

"Sir, there are not many cars today. We should be able to get to the hotel soon."

The driver who charged Xu Chuan fifty dollars was chatting with him enthusiastically.

"Huh? That's not much?"

Xu Chuan felt that this guy was entertaining him.

"Yes, yes, I promise I will be at the hotel within two hours."

The other party said it very sincerely. Maybe in his mind, this was really smooth.

And Xu Chuan almost vomited blood. The distance from the airport to the hotel is only a little over ten kilometers. If you drive for two hours, I can even climb there.

As we passed the intersection, a uniformed traffic policeman handed a leaflet promoting compliance with traffic order through the window.

Xu Chuan looked at the blocked intersection in front of him and felt funny.

One hour and fifty minutes later, Xu Chuan got out of the car with his luggage in confusion. It was his first time in a car and he almost vomited.

Well, he has to admit that this kind of chaos has its benefits. At least he can do something. The police can't get over it, unless they use helicopters.

Li Bing was already waiting for him in the hotel lobby.

"Boss, have you seen the traffic here?" Li Bing, wearing a sand-colored tactical shirt, came over and took Xu Chuan's backpack.

"I'm so sick." Xu Chuan threw his bag to the other party. He needed to slow down.

The hotel is quite good, not far from Buriganga River and next to the famous attraction Pink Palace.

There were six people who followed Li Bing here, all familiar faces.

But to be honest, Asians are quite conspicuous here.

"Boss, there's some trouble. We don't have much equipment here."

Umbrella never planned to start business here in Dhaka, and Li Bing and others now only have one pistol for self-defense.

What they brought over were more reconnaissance equipment, cameras, laser rangefinders, and electronic equipment such as drones.

Most of these things are for both military and civilian use, and can still be brought in through formal channels.

As for firearms, you can get them on the black market.

But if you need more firepower, it will be a bit troublesome.

Without a trusting relationship, they would not dare to buy even if they have money, and the other party may not dare to sell.

It is not impossible to even collect money and sell the person directly to the police.

"It's not a big problem, and I don't intend to confront these people head-on."

However, the issue of equipment still needs to be solved, at least bulletproof vests and rifles are needed.

"Have you almost done your investigation? Amir Asif kidnapped an Indian?"

Li Bing heard this and took out all the investigated information.

"The person arrested is the son of Indian drug lord Mahajan, Ovie Mahajan, sixteen years old. He is now imprisoned in a slum in the old city, not far from here."

Just like the favelas in Rio, the favelas here are also under the control of gangs.

Aamir Asif is not an ordinary drug lord, but a mafia that has penetrated all levels of Dhaka.

The business he does is not just about unique products.

Here, Amir Asif's words are more useful than the mayor's.

Xu Chuan looked at the child's photo. He was still waiting for news from Lynn Fiennes.

The other party followed Nikita back to New York to investigate the case of the cult.

Chapter end

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