Of course, in the past forty-eight hours that Barker didn't know, the intelligence investigation about him had a rapid heating process.

Originally, after checking the special training, two bureau-level leaders checked the foreign aids who were making trouble. A criminal police captain in Tiexi District submitted a detailed investigation report. The speculation about whether Ba Zhiming came from a national security force made Deputy Director Fan, who was in charge of counter-terrorism in the Municipal National Security Bureau, sneered at it. However, since there were any doubts, they uploaded the entire report to the database of the previous department for verification.

In less than two hours, the face recognition system of the national ministries and commissions found the face and photo matching Buck in a massive amount of image information widely collected!

Today, with such developed modern Internet information, it is basically impossible to completely disappear.

What's more, Buck didn't have any intention of hiding his mind in Eastern Europe in those years. He would still have comrades taking photos and posting friendships online, and would also be stupid in making scissors when taking photos.

And for today's national military intelligence agencies, this is a very precious point!

This is the first reaction of the military intelligence department after discovering this photo.

The Chinese people are now spread all over the world. In addition to the most purchasing power and noisy and energy-ridden aunties, they are international students and workers who have silently gone abroad. Among these people, there are many people who have personnel installed by military intelligence departments, but more are concentrated in civilian business and academic intelligence systems. They are difficult to enter the military intelligence system in various countries, especially for the military intelligence systems in Central Asia, Eastern Europe, and the Middle East, which have great political and ethnic economic links in China. They are eager to install personnel.

However, it is not easy to deliberately install and send people in. Even staying in those areas is easy to be identified. In addition, the excessive conflicts between ****** and religion, the king's flag changes from city to city, and the regime changes like a lantern, making it even more difficult to buy local intelligence personnel.

If the national level needs to influence these regions from a political and economic perspective and obtain national interests, countless unknown points are needed at the actual operational level to complete intelligence collection, incident guidance, control of events, even destruction, subversion, assassination and other things.

Whether due to the needs of economic and political development or the threats and divisions of the country by ethnic and religious extremists in recent years, national military intelligence agencies urgently need such talents.

Do you ask a question in English if you crouched high heels: "Can you speak Russian and English?"

"Mainly Ukrainian, Russian and English are common languages, and the Caucasian languages ​​are also more exposed to..." Buck hesitated for a moment, so he simply poured beans on bamboo tubes, using Mandarin as the main mix of English and Russian words: "Russia is common in most parts of Central Asia and Eastern Europe, but in actual conditions, it is easy to be recognized by local people. The former Soviet Union's franchise republics have their own languages, and they are more accustomed to using local languages ​​in the local area. I do not have a heavy Russian local accent, so I can serve as a pioneer in the team. Based on the changes in the Slavic language family, I can temporarily imitate some local languages, which is quite mixed. This is my strength. After all, East Asian facials also belong to the Mongolian system. Similar ones can be found in Central Asia and Eastern Europe, which is not very special."

Buck has already heard some trend. Perhaps these people are doing national security work rather than interrogation experts, and have not concealed their attention to them too much. They can reflect their own value. Buck thinks they can also have more capital for communication.

"I belonged to... Blue Shield, a mercenary company that mainly local Ukrainians, and later absorbed many foreign military personnel. However, the registered place is in Belarus, the training and assembly venue is in Kazakhstan and Latvia, and military clubs with Cossack descendants are very common in Ukraine and the Caucasus region. We are not very particular. We only participate in what kind of contracts we receive or where ethnic political conflicts broke out. We usually go to and get off work like ordinary people."

"I joined by chance. In the photo... two-thirds of the deaths have been killed. The combat loss rate is actually very large. These Slavs' fighting styles are different from ours. They are more powerful in rushing and fighting, so... I am usually behind them, and I am a military doctor."

Director Fan obviously remembered Buck's performance in the traffic accident and nodded suddenly.

The cold man couldn't help but smile: "But you just said you were a vanguard?"

Buck smiled: "You can't hide behind all the time. My physique may be good in China. Compared with those fighting nations, it is very average, so it is mainly agile. You either reconnaissance and concealment, or you can clean up the mess by being a military doctor. Other blasting, sniper, driving, and fighting can be done, but it is a matter of making up for shortcomings. There is really no talent. We are mercenaries, not regular troops, and there is no absolute distinction between positions."

The high heels' eyes had changed. Maybe he was feeling a little uncomfortable when he squatted down. He got up and walked back to the interrogation table and sat down. His shiny eyes looked at Buck, but it was definitely not the kind between men and women.

The middle-aged man simply said: "If the country needs you to go back to those areas..."

Buck directly interrupted: "No! Escape from the battlefield has already put a lot of psychological pressure on me. I am now a patient with the sequelae of war. I don't want to return to the battlefield, and I don't want to deal with my previous circles anymore. I just want to go home."

Speaking of this, Buck finally looked up and looked at the three of them, looking at them: "There is no crime or human nature on the battlefield. What kind of wanted war criminals are the ones that the state does for the people to see. The warriors are all murderers under the will of the state. I don't want to do such things anymore."

The middle-aged man's face became colder again: "Where is no country? What the country needs is countless people who follow one after another..."

Buck's eyes also became cold: "I am an individual and not a machine. My psychological endurance is limitless. After seeing the taste of the battlefield, I will understand the relationship between the individual and the country. If the motherland is invaded, I should stand up. But now please let go of a retired person like me who has been physically and mentally exhausted. My combat effectiveness has been drained and younger people have taken over."

The middle-aged man hummed: "What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with the country? You have never served for the country!"

Buck was so annoyed that he always talked about qualifications. The battlefield was really much simpler: "In 2007, the domestic leader visited Eastern Europe. A business that had been moving through several levels was a mess. I participated in stopping it and also destroyed two chaotic actions I knew. Not to mention the Southern Austrian war in 2008, and then defeated religious armed forces many times in Central Asia. Although it was arranged by other countries, I still understand that some of them are politically related to the country. If the country does not have to serve the country, I still have this basic patriotism and national centripetal force."

At this time, someone knocked on the door. A man carrying a small bag on his back was held hostage by Buck. He brought a fax piece to him: "The department has just sent it back, ten places."

Buck noticed that it was her high heels who reached out to take the document, she was the youngest.

The girl's face suddenly changed.

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Chapter completed!