Dry Fire

Chapter 60: Dry Fire

The waiter pushed the food cart out of the room and had just reached the elevator when two more agents dashed out and blocked his way.

"How many people are in room 506?"

"Two people."

"What are they doing?"

"The man was in the shower and the woman was in the room."

"Taking a shower? Then how do you know the man was in the shower?"

"He was talking in the shower!"

"What did he say, tell us without a word."

The attendant repeated what Liao Fei had said in the bathroom.

The two agents nodded, since Liao Fei responded to the attendant in the bathroom, it proved that he was in the room, and it seemed that this guy Liao Fei was quite a womanizer. Yesterday he fought with Milan passionately, and today a different woman again staged a passionate scene. The two men are envious and jealous of Liao Fei's voluptuousness. Both women are sex goddesses, and for them, one is full of Western spontaneity and passion, and the other is full of exotic Oriental flavor.

"Something from the room to walk here?"

"Yes."

The two agents checked everything on the food cart and found nothing. One of them had his hand on the white masking of the food cart to lift it to see if anything was put under it.

At that moment, the agent's cell phone rang.

"Coelho, the jackals are here."

Coelho asked, "Are you talking about Ilyich Ramirez Sanchis?"

"Yes, it's Carlos the Jackal."

"That's impossible, he's still serving his sentence in Clairvaux prison in northern France!" Coelho was familiar with this famous jackal.

Born in Caracas, Venezuela, on October 12, 1949, he trained in 1966 at the Matanzas Battalion, a guerrilla warfare training school under the Cuban intelligence organization dgi. In 1968, at the behest of his father, Sanchez attended the People's Friendship University of Lumumba in Moscow, from which he was expelled in 1970. After leaving school, Sanchez's life took a different path. He went directly from Moscow to Beirut, Lebanon, where he volunteered for the Palestinian People's Liberation Front (pflp) and was sent to a training camp in Amman, Jordan. At that time a number of revolutionary youths from all over the world gathered there to be trained in guerrilla warfare. In September 1970, the Jordanian-based Palestine Liberation Organization (PLO) was expelled by force by order of the Jordanian king for overreaction, which led to a series of battles known as "Black September" and the eventual defeat of the PLO. The PLO was defeated and its remaining members moved to Lebanon and other locations to form the clandestine terrorist organization "Black September. During this process, Sanchez, a recent graduate of the training camp, distinguished himself and gained the attention of the organization. He moved to Beirut and became a member of Wadi Haddad's staff. He then left Lebanon and returned to England to continue his studies, but remained in contact with the pflp, using "Carlos" as his code name.

In 1973, in retaliation for the assassination of Mohammed Boudia, one of the leaders of the pflp, by the Israeli secret service Mossad in Paris, the pflp assassinated Joseph Schiffer, vice president of the British Zionist Association and chairman of Marks & Spencer in England, and Carlos participated in the failed operation. On June 27, 1975, the pflp liaison with Carlos, a Lebanese-born French citizen named Michel Muhabar, was arrested and gave him up. To escape capture, Carlos shot two police officers and Muhabar, who came to identify him, and then fled to Beirut via Brussels.

On December 21, 1975, Carlos planned the kidnapping of the Vienna headquarters of the Organization of Petroleum Exporting Countries (OPEC). He organized a six-man squad to break into the ministerial meeting, took over 60 hostages, and killed an Austrian police officer, an Iraqi employee, and a member of the Libyan delegation. He demanded that the Austrian authorities read aloud a communiqué on the liberation of Palestine every two hours via radio and television media, or else kill one hostage every 15 minutes. The authorities agreed, and on Dec. 22 they flew to Algiers with 42 hostages. Then former RAF pilot Neville Atkinson - who at the time was Libyan leader Gadhafi's personal jet pilot - took charge of picking up Carlos and some of the other terrorists then in Algiers for Libya. They arrived first in Baghdad, where 30 hostages were released, before continuing their flight to Tripoli. More hostages were released and the plane later returned to Algiers, where all the hostages were released and Carlos and others were granted political asylum.

Bassam Abu Sharif, a member of Arafat's inner circle, and Hans-Josim Klein, a German terrorist who was involved in the operation at the time, accused Carlos of keeping the $50 million ransom money to himself. It turned out to be embezzled by Carlos, and the pflp expelled him from the organization after he could not get the money.

Carlos wandered around and eventually chose Aden as his base to organize his own "armed struggle organization" with members from Syria, Lebanon, Germany and other places. He also contacted the Stasi, the East German secret police, and had his own office in East Berlin with 75 men and a car and a gun. In February 1982, two of his members, including his German wife Madalena Kopp, were arrested in Paris. In order to get his wife back, Carlos planned a series of bombings in retaliation against the French government.

He was hired by Romanian intelligence organizations to assassinate Romanian exiles in France. After the poisoning death of Wadi Haddad, Carlos, backed by the Iraqis, re-established a relationship with the pflp.

In 1994, Carlos' bodyguard sedated him while he slept and handed the unconscious man over to French intelligence. on August 14, Carlos was escorted to Paris and charged with the 1975 murder of two police officers and police informant Muhabar.

In 2001, Isabelle divorced her husband and became Carlos' third wife, although he was not divorced from his second wife at the time, and the two were married in a Muslim wedding despite the fact that they would probably be separated by prison bars for the rest of their lives. Now, Isabel is still fighting for Carlos' early release from prison.

On December 15, 2011, a French court in Paris sentenced Venezuelan terrorist Carlos to life in prison on December 15, local time, and stipulated that he must serve at least 18 years before he can apply for parole, according to AFP and Reuters.

Carlos, once known as the world's number one terrorist, is being held in France's most secure prison, Clairvaux, and is unlikely to escape.

"That's the truth. There's no mistaking that Carlos appeared in the photos taken by the Secret Intelligence Service when they were following Trine."

"The Secret Intelligence Service people didn't catch him?"

"He was caught 20 years from now, each person can recognize him at once, not to mention that now the agents are young, no contemporaries with him, and when the photos are brought back for analysis, they have been separated."

"What about Colin?"

"Colin was captured, and we learned from him that Carlos was going to kidnap Lin Jiaqin."

"What are we going to do? Immediately send Lin Jiaqin and his men to the Security Bureau for protection?"

"No, they won't believe it. You have to protect Lin Jiaqin tightly absolutely nothing can go wrong. I have already dispatched 3 combat teams to support them, so you guys should fight and absolutely nothing should happen before the combat teams arrive."

"Okay, should we inform Lin Jiaqin about the possibility of them being attacked."

"Not yet, our men are already contacting the French side, we'll notify when everything is confirmed."

Coelho put down the mask of the dining car and immediately walked to his room with another agent. He was going to tell the news to all the Security Bureau personnel in charge of surveillance and protection. As for the Special Investigation Corps, he didn't know them and didn't know who they were, and trusted that the leaders of the Corps would inform the members of this news.

The waiter pushed the food cart into the elevator, went down to the kitchen on the first floor, put the cutlery in the recycling area, and then went to work on other things.

A minute later, the cloth of the food cart moved and was lifted off a small piece. Liao Fei looked to the side, did not see anyone, lifted the cloth a little larger, probe out, found that this is the place where the kitchen specializes in placing food carts, two chefs are busy in the distance, there is no other person's presence.

Liao Fei came out of the food cart, looked around, and there was a room next to it, with a sign that said dressing room. Liao Fei walked over carefully, leaned his back against the door, looked at the two chefs, saw that they did not look at him, and reached out and twisted the door handle. The locker room was for the employees' use, and the employees who went to and from work changed their clothes here, so there was no lock at all. Liao Fei pushed open the door and dodged into it.

The locker room had more than 40 square meters, with closets placed around it and two rows of closets in the middle. Both the room will be separated, and put down more closets. At this time, it was already past the hotel shift change time, and there was no one in the locker room. Liao Fei tested several lockers and they were all locked. He did not try to pry the closet, but continued to patiently go to the open closet. When Liao Fei was in the United States, many people would throw their work clothes in the closet and not lock it. He tried a few more, and sure enough, he found the unlocked closet. When he opened it, there was a set of waiter's uniform inside. Liao Fei closed the locker door and continued to look for it.

At this time, the door of the dressing room was opened, and Liao Fei immediately flashed to the back of the middle closet to avoid being discovered by the people who suddenly came in.

A male and a female waiter walked in hand in hand, looked at no one, the two quickly kissed together, hands began to feel each other. The two waiters male is more rugged-looking, a face with a big beard. The woman was petite, but not bad looking. The two were clearly the real-life version of beauty and the beast.

Liao Fei hid behind the middle closet, peeking at the passionate two foreign men and women, hating to rush over and shoot them to death. You are also the hotel staff, you need to go to a room can not? Must play in the locker room passion, not afraid of being discovered ah!

The progress of the two people is very fast, the woman is panting, the man also began to undress quickly, look at the current progress, the two people in a few minutes to officially start a fierce battle. Liao Fei didn't know how physical this dude was and how long it would take to roll out of the locker room, but he didn't have much time, and the longer he dragged it out, the more likely he would be found out.

Liao Fei considered how to make can make two people leave the locker room, he was not interested in watching the live broadcast. But the two are dry vegetables and fire, it looks like they definitely will not run out on their own, Liao Fei and can not rush out and give them a knockout, can only think fast.