"You probably don't know who your enemy is..." The old man turned around and looked at the president with sympathy: "Or, you don't even have the qualifications to know who your enemy is. If you know clearly who your enemy is, I think you will make an wise choice..."

But the old man turned around and walked towards the door: "It's a pity that you don't have this opportunity. My last advice to you is to leave with a decent look. At least you can maintain your last dignity."

"No! I will never!! I haven't lost yet!" The president stood up and shouted with all his might, but the old man didn't even pause for a moment. A few men in black in the room had already stepped forward and opened the door, and the old man stepped out of the office directly.

Israel, outside Tel Aviv. This is the most famous training center of the Golan Brigade, or their secret training center. It has never been opened to the public, and it has even been made into multiple camouflage to avoid being discovered by satellites.

The man once appeared, wearing a high-top black hat and wearing a traditional Jewish robe with a golden star embroidered on it. He had a long, gray beard that looked almost decayed.

Sitting in the main seat, on both sides of him were a row of old men in Israeli Defense Forces uniforms, who were basically around 60 years old. On his right were a group of old men in suits and walking sticks, who looked about 60 years old.

"Your Excellency, First Priest, we are not doubting your decision. It's just the current situation. We hope you can give us an explanation..." The old man in military uniform sitting at the top of the left said first: "You know what we are facing now, and you should also know what we are facing next."

And the old man in the suit in the top of the right side swayed his eyebrows slightly before whispering: "Lulia, don't be so aggressive! The First Chief Priest is also considering the whole of Israel!"

"Melle, I am not forcing the Chief Priest. I just want an explanation!" The man in the military uniform had no intention of giving in: "Do you know what dangers our children on duty outside have faced during this period?!"

But Lulia breathed a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "We are in South America, Africa, Asia... Basically, our sites outside have been attacked to varying degrees, and more than one hundred children have lost contact!"

"These were avoidable! You just need to inform me that I would withdraw these children." Lulia said, paused before continuing: "I believe that what you did is for the entire country. I have never doubted this. But I have to give the children an explanation!"

The old man at the top spoke slowly at this time. His voice was hoarse and tired, and he was about to be stale: "I actually didn't expect things to come to this point at the beginning. I even hesitated halfway..."

"I am a participant in how Israel was established. So I know better than you. At one point I was on the right side until this time..."

The old man's face was very serious, and he looked extremely tired. He looked like a traveler who had lost supplies in the desert and had almost lost his life. He looked so miserable and pitiful.

"We have been liquidated because of my mistake..." But the old man smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "But it is not only our family who have been liquidated, many people will pay a heavier price..."

But the old man pressed his hands on the stage and said in a deep voice: "The only way for us to save ourselves now is to help those three people. They cannot die no matter what. If they die, we will have no chance!"

"What do you mean?!" Lulia was a little confused, but saw the old man looking at him with a wry smile and said, "The specific reason is that only by becoming the first chief priest is qualified to understand. There are too many things and people involved in it..."

As soon as the old man said the words, the old man in the suit on the right couldn't help but twitch his eyelids: "Is it about the force behind the legion, jackal and service provider?!"

"Melle, you are still young. You don't know many things, and I can't say anything more to you." The old man's voice was gentle, but he had no doubts: "Do what I said, maybe we will be punished. But we can save our vitality in the end..."

The old man said, smiling bitterly: "Fortunately, we were not involved in this matter too deeply. Our main force has not been activated, otherwise we would have no chance to choose now..."

"Who are they?! Is it that scary?!" Lulia looked a little dissatisfied, but the old man looked at Lulia calmly and whispered: "World I and World War II can be said to have erupted under their leadership..."

"The establishment of Israel, the separation of large colonies, and all the wars after World War II have their figures..." The old man said in a deep voice: "You are not qualified to talk to them now, and you are not even qualified to hear their names..."

But the old man paused and whispered: "If one day you are qualified to know them, then they will naturally come to find you. Otherwise, I will tell you that it will harm you and this country too!"

Lulia was still a little dissatisfied, but Mele, who was on the top of the right, opened his voice at this time: "Lulia, weren't you very strange about the collapse of KGB back then?! Didn't you very strange about the red giant bear being destroyed overnight?!"

"You mean..." Lulia instantly felt a hint of coldness rushing directly from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. He studied this matter for many years and found some directions.

The reason why I was interested in this matter was because in the early years Mossad thought of burying nails in Moscow. At that time, Mossad beat a group of countries involved in the Middle East that were involved in the red giant bears. So it became a little swelling, and some people thought that the red giant bear was just like this.

So a plan to explore the interior of the Red Giant Bear began to take shape slowly and then began to be implemented. However, the people they had passed or entered through various channels quickly disappeared without a trace.

Then, they received bloody heads at their European sites. The sword of the red giant bear - KGB, told them in this way: what kind of results will be faced when trying to step into their field.

Since then, Mossad gave up the establishment of the Moscow site, which also made them understand how big the gap between themselves and the world is. The people who planted the American people in Moscow have paid.

But what we can know is that this price cannot be afforded by Mossad Ken.

"Don't ask, do things..." This was the old man's last explanation, and then he leaned on the chair and never said anything again.

This is the tenth day of entering the jungle. Five of these ten days had firefights. The iron arm was once again in gloriously injured, and the shrapnel hit the unlucky thigh. Fortunately, the shrapnel did not cut the artery, and luckily, the first aid and military doctors did not have any trouble.

So now the iron arms can still be wrapped around the horse, but the left wing team is not so lucky. They were almost wiped out by the entire army. They barely retreated under the cover of the troops behind the palace.

A team of thirty people entered the jungle, and only half survived now. This has to be counted as the three of them. Just now, a drug dealer base was robbed, and Hou Dasheng and the others were not short of ammunition and medicine.

Even their food is not short of them. The latest encounter happened two days ago. Although Hou Dasheng and his team were very careful to avoid the other party's searches many times, and even set up a large number of traps to mislead the other party. However, the occasional firefighting was still inevitable.

"It's strange that they seem to give up looking for us..." The manager exhaled, drank a cup of hot cocoa. Then he picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth: "We haven't met their sergeant team for a day, which is very abnormal..."

Although I am looking for a needle in a haystack, as long as the trace is exposed, the other party can still find the traces they left little by little through clues. But this is very time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Maybe the clue that I searched for a long time and finally proved that it was just a disguise of the jackal. Maybe what I found was a clue that had lasted for more than three days, Hou Dasheng and the others had long known where to go.

Hou Dasheng and the others never dared to turn on the satellite phone. They even turned off the satellite phone and hid it at a supply point unless they went back to replenish the supply, and they checked and confirmed that no one was found.

Otherwise, they would never turn on the satellite phone. The boss who was directly bombed by the Russian army's missiles left a deep impression on them.

"I'll get the phone first..." Hou Dasheng hesitated for a moment, but decided to go back to the supply point to get the phone to resume external contact. They had no idea what was going on outside now.

Maybe their men were wiped out, maybe their men had the upper hand. Or maybe their opponents were delayed for too long and a new enemy chose to attack their opponents.

"I think it's better not to take risks..." Benoit now has no aristocrat at all. He is now more like a miserable wild dog. His camouflage uniform is sour and ragged, and his head is a flat head that is casually hung with a dagger.

There were scratches and scratches everywhere on his face and hands. But he sighed and said, "We don't need to take this risk now, so we should wait first. If they don't move, please contact us to see what happened."

"In the past few days, people have been investigating near the contact point to see if the contact point has been exposed. If it is exposed..." Benoit smiled bitterly and said, "Then let's continue to escape..."
Chapter completed!