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A strong Nordic man with blond hair pushed open the wooden door and came in. He unscrewed the thermos and took a sip slowly.

Looking at the rising heat and sniffing the aroma of coffee entering her nostrils, Scarlett couldn't help sticking out her tongue and licking her bloodstained lips.

"Think about it, there is nothing to say." The blond man took a porcelain cup, poured a cup of coffee, and placed it in front of Scarlett: "Say it, these are yours."

Scarlett's face was abnormally red, her lips were tightly closed and she didn't say a word.

A shivering black man came in and said, "Stop talking to her, push her out and bury her in the snow, and I'll tell you in half an hour!"

The strong Nordic man shook his head: "We are civilized people, how can we do such barbaric things?"

Hearing this, Scarlett breathed a sigh of relief.

After taking several rounds of psychedelic injections one after another, although he said a lot of things in a daze, but the most core secrets of the Special Affairs Bureau were still bitten to death.

Falling into the hands of these people, Scarlett was mentally prepared.

The body has developed resistance to the drugs, and the usual doses of drugs will hardly work on her anymore. Once the dosage increases, she may become an idiot.

These terrorists have become wary.

If you are mentally prepared, you are mentally prepared, but Scarlett still holds out hope just in case.

General Hawke and the comrades in the Special Affairs Bureau will definitely come to rescue her!

The blond man said: "Miss Scarlett, you are making it difficult for me!"

Scarlett still didn't speak.

The blond man shouted to the outside: "Come in!"

Someone carried the incubator, and someone carried the bathtub and water, and entered the wooden house together.

The blond man said, "Take her all off!"

Scarlett closed her eyes and expected this scene after being captured alive, but the terrorists were very restrained in this regard and never used the most humiliating way of destroying women.

"Don't worry, no one will rape you." The blond and strong man Hansen said with a smile: "We are all civilized people, and we never bother to use those low-level and boring methods."

Someone opened the incubator, and there were several snakes in the box.

Because of the high temperature in the incubator, the snake has woken up from hibernation.

Scarlett peeked at it, the snake was not very thick, it looked like a non-venomous snake.

The black man took a few men, stripped Scarlet naked, and threw her into a bathtub filled with ice water.

Scarlett shivered from the cold!

Hansen picked up the snakes and threw them all into the tub!

Scarlett suddenly remembered the tortures she had used in Afghanistan and Iraq, electrocution, waterboarding and all kinds of strange tortures, don't try too much.

As long as at that time, she was one of the executioners, the torturers were all terrorists!

Now the situation is completely reversed.

Scarlett suddenly figured out what these terrorists wanted to do!

The snake touched the skin, and the human struggled desperately, but the special alloy chains bound her hands and feet, making it impossible for her to break free!

"No! Not one by one" Scarlett roared hoarsely!

The snake enters the cold water, looking for a warm place, preferably a hole to hide in.

In another nearby house, the interior is warm as spring, and the firewood in the fireplace is crackling.

Ilsa, who just hung up the phone, sat on the thick sofa in front of the fireplace, watching the torture scene being staged on the monitor screen.

That woman has a very hard mouth!

The question Ronan wanted was never asked.

Ilsa watched quietly, without any expression on her cold face.

The Bucket Mother-like Helen Bingham brought over two cups of coffee, one on the table next to Ilsa.

Ilsa pointed to the monitor: "You think of a way?"

Helen said: "People like Hansen will only use the simplest and rudest way to deal with a woman, and sometimes they can't be too simple and rough."

Thinking that Ilsa is also a woman, she said: "Before I was rescued by you, I was caught by Mossad and sent to the IA. This is not what I thought, it was used by the CIA on me. .”

Ilsa sipped coffee slowly, and the topic suddenly changed: "Are you interested in going to the Middle East and dealing with Mossad and the US military?"

Helen Bingham was very interested: "Yes! A few days ago, Hamas blew up the Mossad training base with a hurricane. I was thinking, when will the Syndicate be able to go to the Middle East to play big."

Ilsa is going to see Ronan, and she won't take many people with her, saying, "Only you and me."

Helen said, "No problem!"

Ilsa looked at the time: "Wait for the result of the interrogation, no matter what the result is, we will leave on time tomorrow morning."

About half an hour later, Hansen knocked on the door here, and Helen went to open the door and brought the man over.

Ilsa looked at Hansen.

Hansen said: "She confessed the situation of the divine blood enhancement experiment. This is a top secret of the Special Affairs Bureau, and less than ten people inside know about it."

He came to the map of the United States hanging on the wall and pointed: "It's about this location. She hasn't been there specifically. I only know that there is an experimental base here. Sergeant Slavt of the Special Affairs Bureau accepted the blood experiment. On the basis of beast warriors, it has further improved its strength."

Ilsa heard Ronan say about Slaft: "This man is a radical from the Secret Service."

Hansen nodded and continued: "The Divine Blood Warrior is currently in the stage of exploratory experimentation, and the success rate is very low. The first batch of 26 people underwent intensive experiments, and only two of them succeeded. They are currently training with Slavt in Iraq."

Helen Bingham laughed suddenly: "Isn't that a coincidence!"

Ilsa asked, "Which god is the so-called god?"

"She probably doesn't know, or is still hiding it." Hansen can only say what the interrogation revealed: "This god was originally a homeless man captured by the Secret Service on the streets of the United States. Recovery, his strength has recovered, after using his diluted divine blood to enhance it successfully, the biggest feature is that the strengthened person can use the power of thunder."

Ilsa frowned slightly: "Thunder?"

Currently in Northern Europe, the first thing she thought of was the Nordic mythology: "Who are the gods who can use thunder, Odin? Sol? Zeus? Or the native gods of America?"

Helen shrugged: "I don't know much about the native gods in America, and I don't know if there are any who can use thunder."

Hansen said again at this time: "Just ask these questions for the time being."

Ilsa was not half-hearted and soft-hearted. She was soft-hearted to the enemy, but she was cruel to her own people. She said, "Helen and I will leave tomorrow. You continue to lead people to interrogate Scarlett, and you must drain everything she knows!"

Hansen replied: "Yes!"

Ilsa said lightly: "It doesn't matter what the means are!"

Iraq, more than 200 kilometers southeast of Baghdad, is a small city with a long history, Al-Amarah.

Gunshots rang out and flames flashed. Combatants in desert camouflage uniforms, under the cover of armed Humvees and helicopters, charged towards a temple.

Regardless of personnel or equipment, there is a striking "bear paw" logo on it!

This is a mercenary from the Blackwater Company!

Blinder, the person in charge of Blackwater in Iraq, personally directed the operation and ordered by radio: "Armored convoy, cover with machine guns! Helicopters, use rockets to open the gap in the wall! Team one, team two, team five, team six, assault! Team three Support with the four teams outside!"

He said coldly: "You are facing the most brutal terrorists, they have no humanity at all, don't care about their age and gender, because they can become human bombs at any time! So, rush in, except for the person in charge of the temple People, kill them all! What they personally carry will be your spoils!"

The mercenaries all had red eyes like hungry wolves!

Blind raised his voice: "Attack!"

Helicopters fired rockets one after another, knocking down the wall.

The grenade launcher on the Humvee military vehicle blasted open the gate of the temple.

The mercenaries of the Blackwater Company rushed in with skilled tactical moves.

Gunshots, screams, and angry howls sounded inside the temple one after another.

This historic temple is completely vulnerable to the anti-terrorist forces of the world police.

At the side of the command vehicle, someone came to Blinder and handed him the satellite phone: "Head, the number of the U.S. Army Command."

Blind picked up the phone and said seriously: "Come on, Amara is the one who opened fire on us. We have found the terrorist's lair and are currently clearing up the terrorists. I will give you a complete report later! Yes , we will act quickly and not leave the terrorists a chance to escape!"

After the phone call, the gunshots in the temple gradually subsided.

The mercenaries of the Blackwater Company are powerful in combat, and the terrorists have no power to fight back.

Someone came out and reported to Blinder: "The terrorists in the temple have been wiped out. Except for the two persons in charge of the temple, all the rest were killed."

"Okay." Blind got out of the car and entered the temple with a few guards.

The white turbans and black turbans had already turned into red turbans. The old clergymen, women wearing black turbans, underage children, and a few middle-aged men all fell into a pool of blood.

The mercenaries were used to doing these jobs. Some black mercenaries with lower status, under the urging of the white people, moved the corpses out and piled them in the yard, waiting to be poured with oil and burned.

Suddenly, a teenage boy emerged from under several corpses in the corner of the temple yard!

He pulled off the grenade on the tactical vest of the black mercenary who was caught off guard, clenched his hands tightly, and rushed towards Blind!

Although little knowledgeable, but who is the leader, the boy can tell! ,

Thanks to the war in Iraq, the boy can use grenades and wants to pull out the safety pin while running.

With a blank expression on his face, Blind pulled out his M9 pistol and fired with a bang!

Bleeding flowers burst out from the back of the boy's head, and the corpse fell down!

Blinder put away his pistol and said to the men who were recently transferred from the United States: "See? Terrorists have nothing to do with age and gender! Underage children can also become human bombs!"

These words are too reasonable, very in line with American logic, and everyone around them thinks it is very reasonable.

Soon, someone escorted two old Iraqi men, who were in charge of the temple.

Blind ordered his deputy: "You lead people to interrogate, get evidence that they are terrorists, and ask where the treasure house is."

"Yes!" The deputy knew the way, and immediately led a few mercenaries, pressing the old man into a room.

Although not as professional as A and the people from the Special Affairs Bureau, ordinary people can't stand the interrogation of these wolf-like mercenaries.

Ten minutes later, a cellar was opened, and a large number of gold and silver artifacts were brought up.Blackwater has made a fortune again!

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Chapter 255 The Trial of Blood and Fire

Baghdad, once known as the capital of the third most powerful country in the world.

Nowadays, there is turbulence, public security is worrying, and the occasional gunshots and explosions have added a few different colors to this city with a population of 500 million.

Ronan entered the country through normal channels as a businessman, and he connected with a trading company controlled by Assassin.

But instead of going to the Amber Hotel in Baghdad, he checked into the Coral Hotel.

It is located in the International District with better security, and Nasor Square is in front of the main entrance.

Ronan stood on the balcony and looked out. He could see Baghdad University and Baghdad Library.

Of course, with his eyesight, he could also see ordinary residential areas.

Years of economic sanctions and nearly two years of war have devastated the city.

Most of the buildings in ordinary residential areas are dilapidated, the roads are potholed, and the roads covered with dust and gravel are full of rubbish.

There are some potholes in it, Ronan can tell at a glance that they are caused by roadside bombs.

According to the U.S. military, the protracted roadside and body bomb attacks by Iraqi terrorists are seriously disrupting the normal social order in Iraq, causing the city and the people living in it to bleed and cry.

Ronan looked at his watch. It was still some time before Ilsa came from Europe. He immediately went downstairs, left the hotel to find a place to disguise himself, bought a second-hand off-road vehicle, and drove to the Baghdad library.

When checking in, I made an appointment with Elder Assassin Ayman to meet in the Baghdad library.

The Baghdad Library was established as early as 1929 and moved into a modern building last year. It is currently affiliated to the University of Baghdad and is also an important landmark building of the US's economic aid to Iraq.

Ronan was about to come to the Baghdad library, and Ayman agreed to meet him here.

The library is by the Tigris River. Compared with the dilapidated buildings in the urban area, the model project of the cooperation between the United States and Iran can definitely be called a luxurious style.

After parking the car in the modern parking lot, Ronan entered the library alone. After simply showing his passport, the security personnel let him in.

It is marked in the introduction of the library that there are 100 million volumes of various books, including many ancient books.