Chapter 223: Action Plan
"The good news is that the city councilor's team of bodyguards isn't very smart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info They are just a small team of five people from a non-famous security company. The store manager clearly didn't care about the city councilor.
In fact, the city councilor's security team used it to fool the layman. In the eyes of the insider, those five people are purely decorations. As soon as the connoisseur stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one. Those people seem to have worked in the military. But the kind that didn't matter much, and then fooled the city councilor into using these five people as his own security force.
"Hey, buddy! I'm not trying to kill that MP, in fact I don't even want to provoke him if there's no need. Hou Dasheng shrugged his shoulders and said, "What I want to kill is Basil." ”
Indeed, taking out a city councillor in Marseille is no small feat. Politically, at least for now, the ecology of France is too murderous. It is to fight and grab, and that is also to stop at the point. Do not harm the lives of the other party or the other party's family.
That's the bottom line. If Hou Dasheng violates this bottom line, then the consequences will be very troublesome. The decline and flight of Albizi the Younger is the best example of this. He committed the most serious crime of trying to take Benoit's life.
So, when he learns that Benoit is not dead, his first choice is to betray all his collaborators. Then run away. Because he knew that if he remained in France, he would be completely exterminated.
In fact, there were already countless people gearing up at that time. If it weren't for little Albizi's quick decision, even if it was a little later. There was no way he could leave France.
But even after he left France, the Albizi family's generations of accumulation were lost overnight. A group of vultures didn't mind dismembering the family, after all, the excuse was so high-sounding.
"Personal advice, you don't do it in Marseille." The shopkeeper turned around and brought Hou Dasheng a plate of pasta when he came up again. Then he smiled and said, "After all, it will be very troublesome for us to clean up in the city." ”
Hou Dasheng nodded, and the store manager put down the pasta and put the tray on his belly again and held it with both hands: "Basil will leave after the opera performance." time, about two hours or so. ”
After that, he will leave Marseille. You can wait for him at the pier. As he spoke, the store manager put a map on Hou Dasheng's table: "This is a map near the wharf." But now this is TIR's territory, and there are at least a hundred of them on the docks......"
Hou Dasheng lowered his head and picked up a ball of pasta with a fork, put it in his mouth and chewed it for a while before swallowing: "It's okay with this, I can withdraw it." ”
"Okay, that's the basics." The store manager smiled and said, "I wish you all the best." ”
"Hope everything goes well!"
The night was very good, and Hou Dasheng stepped back to the hotel in the night. But he didn't rest immediately and checked the room. The few secret notes he set up have not been touched, and Hou Dasheng nodded with satisfaction.
This means that no one has ever been to his room. Taking out his gun from under the bed, Hou Dasheng checked it again. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the gun, he opened it and put it in the box.
After changing his outfit and disguise, Hou Dasheng became a blonde businessman with gold-rimmed glasses. No one would have thought that a businessman dressed like this would have a killing weapon in his handbag!
Leaving the hotel smoothly, Hou Dasheng transferred to a fishing tackle shop to buy some fishing lines and fishing gear. Then I went to the military store and bought a camping knife and compressed biscuits, which were not very expensive.
Back in the car, Hou Dasheng spread out the map. I drove to the pier marked by the store manager. It was only a forty-minute drive, and Hou Dasheng arrived near the wharf. Not surprisingly, the vigilance here is not bad.
Yes, after all, TIR has been at war with Redmania lately. As a result, they escalated their vigilance. Hou Dasheng did not choose to enter the wharf, but went to a reef outside the wharf to fish like an ordinary angler.
At this time, Hou Dasheng changed into a sea fishing outfit. The hair turned gray and the pupils were brown. With slightly exposed sun-colored skin, it looks like a perennial sea fisherman.
There are also quite a few people in this vicinity who do do sea fishing. One more person came and it didn't attract much attention. Hou Dasheng lowered his hat and kept walking straight into the distance. It wasn't until a bush on the edge of the reef stopped, looked left and right to make sure that no one was nearby, and Hou Dasheng got in with the box he was carrying.
This shrub is circled in red by the store manager on the map. After Hou Dasheng went in, he found that this was indeed an excellent observation point. Shrubs cover the hillside, with a gap in the inconspicuous reef.
Through here, the telescope can easily observe the situation in the harbor. Hou Dasheng first took out a telescope from his bag and looked at the port opposite. Then the parts of the gun were taken out of the box and assembled "click~click~".
The bushes were very dry, and Hou Dasheng laid down a mat. Then he put the gun up with a gun mount, put on a disguise, and began to observe the port.
It's not a particularly busy port, and there aren't many ships coming in and out. But at the same time, there is no shortage of vigilance. As far as Hou Dasheng discovered, there were at least more than 30 people on the dock.
And many of them are behind the containers, or at the commanding heights of the floors. These men were armed with automatic weapons and were clearly ready to deal with the unexpected. Seeing this, Hou Dasheng smiled slightly.
Keeping himself in a more comfortable position, Hou Dasheng fell asleep. At the same time, the scope of his gun was also covered with a cover. When Hou Dasheng opened his eyes again, it was already late at night.
Raising his wrist and looking at the watch in his hand, it showed that it was eleven o'clock in the evening. Hou Dasheng was very satisfied with his sleep, and he hadn't slept well for a while because of the need to be vigilant during this time.
This sleep made his spirit full again. I spread out the map and did the math again. Hou Dasheng turned out a ball of C4 from his bag. Yes, C4!
Hou Dasheng brought a lot of C4, and he took these C4s apart and kneaded them together. Then keep making comparisons on the map. Then he frowned, and scolded the damned Frenchman for being lazy.
At this point, there will be basically no convenience stores open in France. Don't think that European countries are very prosperous, cities that never sleep or something. Indeed, there are quite a few small convenience stores in France. But these shops usually close at half-past eight to nine.
Even if Hou Dasheng wants to buy stuttering now, he can't find a place. However, Hou Dasheng didn't want to buy food now, he just needed some jars. So he changed his outfit, put away all his things, and put them back in the car parked in the shadows.
Some discarded cans, beverage cans, some beer bottles. This was found by Hou Dasheng from the garbage heap. He didn't feel dirty, so he casually took some scrap newspapers on the side, wiped them down and brought them back.
Using a dagger to trim these into the shape you need, clumps of C4 were stuffed inside. Pressed inside. I raised my hand and looked at it, and it was already twelve o'clock in the morning.
Hou Dasheng took these C4 cans that he had set up and quietly touched them on a frey road. This is the only way to get out of the pier. It's not far from the marina. You can even see it clearly from the wall on the outside of the pier.
Of course, it had to be daytime. At night, especially at this point, not many people will notice here. In the night, Hou Dasheng's figure touched the cedar road like a ghost. Jars of C4 were quietly buried by him.
The threads are all connected, of course! In a short period of time, you don't expect Hou Dasheng to be so exquisite. He just managed to make these C4s detonate at the same time.
After confirming for the last time that there was no problem with these C4 jars, Hou Dasheng left here in the night.
Hou Dasheng did plan to kill Basil at the docks, but he didn't wait for him to come out of Marseille, as the store manager had thought. It's very simple, since the other party is going to go from the dock, then he is sure that he will come from the dock.
Since he's coming out of the docks, why not kill him when he comes out of the docks?! Of course, Hou Dasheng didn't tell anyone about this idea. He didn't have to tell anyone.
With the box he had loaded with his gun, Hou Dasheng returned to the bushes safely. Putting on a night vision device, Hou Dasheng assembled a gun and continued to observe the situation at the dock. At this time, there was no movement at the dock.
There are just yawning gang members, starting to change shifts. Hou Dasheng smiled slightly, and broke the compressed biscuits to fill his stomach. He needs to stay awake, he needs to keep the energy.
That night, nothing happened. In the wee hours of the morning, anglers began to appear on the beach reefs. Hou Dasheng did not leave the bushes, he still stayed quietly. It's quiet like a shrub from the inside.
The midday sun is a bit scorching, and even the sea breeze makes you feel the slightest bit of heat. Hou Dasheng still didn't move, he just quietly in the bushes, observing the pier through the cracks in the reef.
"It's finally here......" Until a quarter past three in the afternoon, a smile appeared on Hou Dasheng's face. Because, there is a luxury yacht slowly heading towards the marina. Looking at the crowd on the dock, Hou Dasheng knew that his goal was coming.
It was just over 20 minutes, and the dock was full of people. There were even some black short-sleeved men armed with automatic weapons, who stood on top of the container regardless of it, vigilantly watching the movements around them...... (To be continued.) )