Chapter 1192

A plane flew over Qin Fei's hiding place - it flew from behind. Mister first found it. Qin Fei focused all his attention on the busy armed personnel in the base, so he didn't notice the plane.

This is a two engine commercial airliner with two rear engines. The flight altitude is only less than 200 meters from the ground. If you look up, you can even see the landing gear that has been put down under the belly.

Passing over Qin Fei and mister, the plane flew obliquely to the East. Before long, it turned a corner in the air, then aimed at the center of the dry valley and began to land.

"Why another plane?"

Qin Fei got out of the camouflage blanket, raised his monocular and looked at the direction of the plane landing.

The plane passing over their heads had now landed, winding up the yellow sand and slowly stopped next to the six transport planes.

This commercial airliner looks like a big model, about 30 meters long. It's a big guy.

Qin Fei couldn't recognize the model of the plane.

"Lao MI, this plane looks so big. What model?"

Mister took a picture with Nikon's camera, and then sent the picture back to tiyo headquarters.

"It looks a bit like the DC-9 made by McDonald Douglas," he said.

The plane didn't turn off the engine and didn't seem to plan to stay here too much.

The pilot drove the plane into the parking position, then put down the gangway, and the aircraft engine was still idling.

The cabin door was pushed open, and then a man wearing tactical pants and T-shirt, a tactical vest and sunglasses came out, with an ak-74u submachine gun hanging around his neck.

Obviously, this is a bodyguard.

The bodyguard's expression looked very cold. After looking around, he became a little relaxed. He turned back and nodded to the cabin. He walked down the gangway to the ground and stood by the gangway.

Now the luckiest thing is that the location of the plane can let Qin Fei and Mister just see everything on the gangway.

Out of the cabin came a man who was much shorter than the previous bodyguard. He had short hair that was almost bald and looked a bit like a domestic reform through labor prisoner.

At the entrance of the side cabin, the short man built a canopy on his forehead with his right hand to block the fierce sun, and then observed the surrounding situation.

Especially when he saw that the base was being disassembled and the six neatly arranged transport planes were loading, the man's eyes stopped for a moment, and then seemed to show a satisfied expression.

He took out a pair of ray ban sunglasses from his pocket and gently put it on the bridge of his nose. There was a scar of about 3cm above his left face near the corner of his eyebrow. Short hair, sunglasses and scars. Although he was not tall enough, that momentum suddenly emerged.

The aura can't deceive people. This man has absolute authority and is the highest status among all the people here.

There is no doubt about this.

Qin Fei immediately became a little excited.

He was sure that he was definitely a big man.

It's a big fish!

"Headquarters, have you found the origin of the commercial airliner?"

"No, this plane doesn't have any airline logo or private transportation company logo and number. It seems that it has been handled deliberately." Lilith's voice came from the channel: "this is a" Tupolev tu-134 aircraft in the Soviet era, with a maximum passenger capacity of 84 people.

Qin Fei watched as more and more bodyguards came down from the tu-134 plane, two of them still carrying black travel bags in their hands.

It seems that this person is extraordinary. How many dozens of bodyguards are there.

"We have taken some pictures of people coming down from the plane. Can you check what is sacred?" Qin Fei said: "I don't think this guy is an ordinary person, but a big fish."

"Qin, do you think this guy looks a little familiar?" Mister sent the photo, handed the Nikon camera to Qin Fei and enlarged the facial picture of the scarred man.

Qin Fei's eyebrows locked.

Indeed, he also thought the man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had met.

Scar men look only in their twenties and thirties. Their faces are thin and their facial features don't look like typical European and American people, but they don't look like yellow people.

Of course, it's definitely not black.

"Lao MI, do you think this guy has a little middle eastern flavor?"

Qin Fei put forward his own views.

Mister retracted the camera and put the screen in front of him for a while.

"Don't tell me, it's a little Middle Eastern." Mister raised his eyebrows. "You said... Is this guy the head of any organization in the Middle East?"

"Who bought the nuclear bomb?" Qin Fei was surprised: "Lao MI, are you kidding?"

If it's a deal, it's big.

Once the nuclear bomb falls into the hands of some radical organizations in the Middle East, the world will be in chaos.

"Did you see those two bodyguards with black travel bags? What do you look like? They look very heavy. I'll bet you a hundred dollars that they are definitely not clothes and toiletries," Mister said.

Qin Fei put down the monocular.

The magnification of this thing is only 4 times, not so high, so it is not particularly clear.

He gently moved to the high-power reconnaissance telescope on the tripod next to him, gently adjusted the lens and aimed at the two bodyguards with black luggage in their hands.

After a few eyes, Qin Fei turned the lens to his hand and magnified it again.

Under the powerful function of the high-power telescope, Qin Fei saw the green veins on the hands of two bodyguards carrying black luggage bags.

As Mister said, clothes aren't that heavy, and toiletries aren't that heavy.

The luggage bag is soft, so the edges and corners of the things inside are also printed, square and angular.

Obviously, this is not luggage.

"Is it money?" Qin Fei took his eyes away from the telescope and looked at Mister: "it's cash!?"

"I think it's very likely that only a bag full of paper will be so heavy," Mister said. "There's a lot of money for the two bags. I estimate there must be millions of dollars."

Then he licked his lips.

"Falk, how can these bastards earn so much money?"

"Selling arms and drugs, plus donations from fanatics, it's not difficult for them to make money," Qin Fei said.

"Oh! It's easy for you to say. But I forgot you have a lot of money." Mister said, "your treaty base brings a lot of income? And all kinds of training expenses given to you by the kingdom of Comoro every year. I heard that Kun guesses that there are 3 billion US dollars, which he wants to share with those who avenge him, right?"

"Are you interested in having one?" Qin Fei asked.

"I originally wanted to track down the eagle plan. The black sun is a clue, which is within my tracking range. It's good to make money easily," Mister said.

Qin Fei said with a smile, "OK, Kun guess it's not a stingy person. Let me talk to him?"

"Thank you first." Mister showed an excited expression.

"Don't talk to me about this at this time. Ask the headquarters. Did you find the information about the Scarface man?"

"OK, I'll ask right away." Mister opened the communication channel and began to ask Lilith: "I said Lilith, dear baby, have you found the information of this Scarface man?"

"Strange..." Lilith seemed to pay no attention to Mister's ridicule and didn't seem to hear her voice almost talking to herself in her headphones.

"The Scarface man is not in our database at all. There is no information about him."

"How could it be?" Qin Fei was surprised.