Chapter 919 - 414: The Hunt Begins

Chapter 919: Chapter 414: The Hunt Begins

"Let’s go, check it out!"

Gong Qingyong led everyone to the ambulance.

Zhuang Feng was lying on the bed inside the vehicle, allowing nurses and doctors to treat his head wound.

"Zhuang Feng, what did the doctor say?"

"It’s nothing, just a mild concussion. A bit of bed rest and I’ll be fine."

Hearing the commotion, he slowly propped himself up from the bed, spoke softly, and finally turned his gaze to Gu Ji, "Sorry, I shouldn’t have been so reckless back then. If you hadn’t stopped me in time, we would have already..."

At this point, Zhuang Feng lowered his head in shame, unable to face everyone any longer.

After all, if it weren’t for Gu Ji seizing the steering wheel in time, letting the car crash into the wall and stop, he would have already led everyone into the core of the explosion, perishing on the spot.

"You did it for the mission too."

Gu Ji replied warmly.

He actually understood Zhuang Feng very well.

Just like during the Brazil operation when Ling Yousong and Zhou Yu charged into the hail of bullets, even knowing the danger ahead, just to snatch the briefcase.

They all regarded the tasks assigned by the organization as more important than their own lives.

As for Gu Ji himself.

Although he sometimes also got heated in the moment for the sake of the mission or intelligence, ignoring everything.

Once he assumed command.

He had to see the bigger picture, especially after the incident where Zhang Wenjun sacrificed himself; he cherished his current companions even more. Therefore, before giving any order, he must bear responsibility for their lives.

"Zhuang Feng, we already know the real background of this rescue mission, and understand your past actions. But in future operations, without my or Gu Ji’s command, you absolutely cannot act on your own like that again."

Gu Ji played the good cop, so Gong Qingyong could only play the bad cop.

Otherwise, if Zhuang Feng made a mistake and wasn’t even reprimanded, this team couldn’t be led anymore.

Zhuang Feng glanced at Chen Zhiyu standing in the crowd, nodded earnestly.

"Rest assured, everyone, I will definitely obey orders in the future!"

"Good, Gu Ji just spoke to Mr. Ghabari on the phone before..."

Gong Qingyong recounted everything that happened while Zhuang Feng was unconscious, "Now, we just wait for the Security Department to send intelligence information, then we can directly raid Shalam’s stronghold in Iran to rescue Mr. Kang!"

"Gu Ji, I’m Hasha, the intelligence collection department has news."

Unexpectedly, they had only chatted for a short while before Savama had already found some clues.

Upon hearing there was intel, Zhuang Feng ignored his treatment, removed all the monitors on him, and jumped off the ambulance, "I’m going with you guys!"

And so, everyone boarded a vehicle from the Revolutionary Guard and hurried towards the city military base.

This time, Ghabari was serious.

To quickly find Shalam’s activity tracks, not only did he mobilize all surveillance cameras in Tehran Province, he even authorized the use of the Iranian military’s ace card: Noor-3 Military Reconnaissance Spy Satellite.

Iranian Revolutionary Guard’s Tehran Military Base Command Center.

An intelligence technician pointed to the villa area displayed on the LED screen.

"Here is where we found Shalam’s personnel most active. Through surveillance cameras at nearby intersections, we noticed a large gathering of armed personnel. Among them, a few faces were captured, all of them active private mercenaries in the Middle East and Latin America!"

As he explained, the screen displayed several people’s photos and information.

Gu Ji’s pupils abruptly contracted.

Because he saw... Cohen among them!

"Hold on, what does it mean by suspected Rosolino Cohen? I met him during an external mission in Brazil. I personally saw him get killed, between these two..."

Gao Bo, listening to his half-genuine inquiry, subtly twitched his eyelid.

He participated throughout Brazil’s ’Golden Shield Operation’ and naturally knew that the man in the black hood was killed by Gu Ji himself.

It seemed he didn’t want to discuss it here to avoid drawing the Iranian Security Department’s attention.

Because based on the intelligence records shown, this man’s history could almost be described with the word "legendary."

West Point Military Academy graduate, served in the United States Army Intelligence and Security Command, participated in the Afghan and Yemen wars, retired with the rank of lieutenant colonel, and since then had been active globally as a private mercenary.

"The person you saw was a fake."

While Gu Ji was waiting for the intelligence technician to explain, Ghabari, who had been quietly sitting behind the desk, suddenly spoke.

Hasha’s eyes slightly widened, a bit surprised.

Because with Ghabari’s temperament, it was rare for him to take the initiative to explain these things to others.

So, Hasha continued.

"Cohen is considered a legendary figure among private mercenaries. During the Afghan war, he commanded many classic special operations, escaping death several times, earning the nickname ’Black Ghost’;"

"We’ve investigated him. Cohen was born into a military family, with two brothers, all three having military experience. After retiring, he joined the mercenary circle. Perhaps due to facial injuries in wars, or to preserve family features, they all wore black hoods, which were later emulated by many in the circle. So, the one you saw was likely fake."

"I see..."

Gu Ji feigned a look of sudden realization on the surface, but secretly, he was contemplating.

First of all, he was one hundred percent certain.

The Cohen who commanded the raid on Laird Airport was the same one who attacked the Ministry of Defense in the Brazil operation.