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Chapter 1057

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After hesitating for a moment, Kutpov didn't make a move.

Carmen was the number one target of Ghost Agents, but he wasn't from the Russian Security Service.

His mission was to place beacons to guide air strikes, not assassinate Freemasonry officials. Compared to the Freemasonry, Arrow, which sent mercenaries to Ukraine, was a bigger headache.

With a distance of less than 500 meters, he was 100% sure he could kill him with the sniper rifle behind him. But if he shot, the mission would fail, and the entire Alpha team would have to die.

He could only watch as Carmen got into the Hummer and drove toward the depths of the base.

Two minutes later, he felt grateful for his decision.

The roar of the engine came from not far away, and a few snowflakes fell from the treetops.

A Russian soldier behind Kutpov put his face on the ground, listened quietly for half a minute, and whispered.

"One kilometer away, the size of the convoy is between 30 and 50 vehicles."

"At least one brigade, maybe two. Dammit … the intelligence is wrong."

Holding the binoculars in his hand, Kutpov observed the situation in the camp.

Carmen arrived at the military base next to Lake Inari, and Arrow suddenly added two brigades to the place. Everything exceeded the expectations of the intelligence. It was obviously not a wise choice to sneak in at this time. It was better to withdraw first and find a commanding height nearby to observe the situation in the base before making a plan.

What's more, there was a lot of valuable intelligence that needed to be reported.

With this in mind, he made a decisive decision and gestured behind him to retreat.

"Cancel the operation, retreat to observation point B …"

The group of people quietly retreated, just like when they came, without causing any commotion.



The Paltak refugee camp, as its name revealed, was located on the frozen land next to the small town of Paltak in northern Finland.

The "Frankfurt Humanitarian Foundation" funded the refugee camp, and the actual manager was Arrow. In the past two years, nearly 400,000 refugees were accommodated, and a month ago, it was still growing at a rate of 10,000 people per month. Not only believers in the Middle East, but also many illegal immigrants who refused to be repatriated for reasons other than war were sent here.

The entire refugee camp was semi-closed. The purpose was to provide a "new continent" for refugees and guide them to achieve self-sufficiency through labor.

In addition to distributing a small amount of daily necessities, many lucky people with skills were honored to work in the factories and farms invested by the foundation to produce bullets or potatoes. The reason why they were called lucky was that having a job here was a blessing. It meant that the family didn't have to tighten their belts.

Although the salary was meager, it was still there.

In addition to working in the factory, another good place was to sign up to be a mercenary. If they could persist in a month of hellish training, they could become the humblest member of Arrow's mercenaries. Not only could they get rid of their refugee status, but their families could also leave the refugee camp.

Of course, after joining the mercenaries as refugees, they would often be sent to the most dangerous battlefields and carry out missions with the highest mortality rate. But at least they had hope, hope that they could return to civilized society as normal people.

However, job opportunities were limited, and only a few went to the battlefield. Most people relied on relief to survive.

Unemployment and poverty have been hotbeds of crime since ancient times. Fights, robberies, and thefts occurred here from time to time. Arrow obviously had no intention of establishing any order. They only cared about distributing the poor bread and mineral water according to the number. As for whether these supplies would be robbed or not, as long as it didn't happen in front of them, they didn't care.

Many people would miss their life in Europe a few years ago. They slept in a warm and comfortable orphanage, lived a life of food and clothing, and occasionally had the chance to rape beautiful pagans … If they thought about it carefully, those days were like a "paradise."

There were no walls or checkpoints at the entrance of the refugee camp. Anyone could freely enter and exit.

The refugees living here occasionally ran to the nearby town and used their salary to purchase some daily necessities. Arrow's people were not worried about these refugees escaping. Without passports or visas, there were only two outcomes for those who ran out. They would either freeze to death on the road south or be caught by the police and sent back.

After Jiang Chen parked the off-road vehicle on the taiga outside the refugee camp and convinced Ayesha to wait for him there, he got out and walked in the direction of the refugee camp.

As soon as he entered the refugee camp, Jiang Chen immediately noticed that at least ten pairs of eyes were on him. Although he couldn't determine the meaning of the gazes, one thing he was sure of was that these gazes definitely didn't represent friendliness.

As for whether he would be recognized, Jiang Chen wasn't worried at all. The button on his collar had "covered" his face with holographic imaging technology, turning it into a Central Asian face. Other than the facial paralysis, it was almost no different from a real person.

This button-sized electronic device was Yao Yao's DIY gadget. Although the little girl's hardware technology wasn't as strong as her software, it wasn't the slightest bit lacking. The first reconnaissance drone Jiang Chen used was created by her.

Jiang Chen lowered the cap on his head, smiled at his perfect disguise, and stepped into the refugee camp.

From the image sent back by the satellite, his current position was very close to Arrow's military base. However, it would be too ridiculous to just walk in like that. Even a Gundam couldn't withstand the concentrated fire of an RPG. Before he went in, he at least had to inquire about some useful information.

For example, how many people were inside, how many tanks were there, and whether any big shots had arrived recently …

Ignoring the unfriendly gazes, before the refugees put their "unfriendly" intentions into action, Jiang Chen turned straight into an alley on the side. After releasing the drone to scan the nearby map, he quickly walked into a residential house.

He glimpsed with the corner of his eyes that the moment he accelerated, several brawny men in down jackets immediately ran to him.

“@#*!” The man with a red headscarf was the first to run to the alley. He looked at the empty alley and cursed, "He got away!"

"What do we do? Are we going to report this to them? "The brawny man behind the man asked dumbly.

"Are you a pig?!" Hatefully slapped the guy's head, Harig said angrily, "What did the boss say to us? Hurry up and find him! If you can't find him … If you can't find him, pretend this never happened! Do you hear me?! "

"Yes." The few people around him nodded and quickly chased into the alley.

Looking at his brothers chasing into the alley, Harig hesitated, gritted his teeth, and also chased.

However, when they chased into the alley, Jiang Chen had already turned a few corners.

He easily left those people behind. After confirming through the drone that they couldn't keep up, Jiang Chen leisurely walked into an alley.

Just as he was about to click on the holographic screen to confirm the map, slightly shaky English came from the corner.

"You are a reporter, right?"

Jiang Chen paused and looked at the source of the sound.

A dark-skinned boy was squatting next to the ditch, washing clothes. His black eyes were looking in their direction.

As if he heard something interesting, Jiang Chen looked at the boy, pointed to his face, and asked with a smile, "Am I looking at a reporter?"

The little boy shrugged.

"I don't know, but if you are a reporter, I advise you to be careful of those people in gray down jackets. They are employees of Arrow. If they know that there are reporters in the refugee camp, your best outcome is to have your phone confiscated, get beaten up, and be thrown to the nearest town. "

"There are a lot of people wearing gray down jackets. How can I distinguish them?"

"Use your eyes to distinguish them. There will be arrow-shaped signs on their arms. Also, you have to be careful of the Sami Gang. "

"Sami Gang?" Jiang Chen frowned.

The boy didn't speak and just blinked.

Jiang Chen was slightly taken aback, then he smiled. He reached into his pocket and took out two "Franklins" from the storage dimension and stuffed them into the boy's hand.

"Your tip."

When the boy saw the two hundred-dollar bills, his eyes almost popped out, but he quickly used his immature acting skills and pretended to accept the huge sum of money. He stuffed the bill into his shoe and hid it.

"They are a gang in the refugee camp. Because Sami is the leader of those bullies, they call themselves the Sami Gang. It is said that they formed a gang in Syria and were sent here after being caught in Germany. Rumor has it that they have a good relationship with Arrow, so several of Sami's right-hand men can always successfully avoid military service. In short, they are the most difficult people to deal with here. If you don't want to be miserable, it is best to stay away from those people. "

"I thought your boss was from Arrow," Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Arrow people don't care about us. For them, we are just bugs," the boy said indifferently. The boy said indifferently, "This refugee camp is like a prison. Arrow's people are prison guards, we are prisoners, and Sami Gang is the prison bully here. As long as too many people don't die at once and it doesn't affect the production of the factory … If you have a camera on you, can you censor it for me? If my face appears in a report — "

"Don't worry, I'm not a reporter." Jiang Chen waved his hand and was ready to leave. "Thank you for your information. If someone asks you if you saw it …"

At this point, Jiang Chen suddenly stopped.

Just now, he suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.

He didn't need to parachute a brigade into Finland, nor did he need to make too much of a commotion to remove the "turtle shell" on Carmen.

Looking at the boy, Jiang Chen asked, "Do you know where to find Sami?"

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