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Chapter 36 Chapter 34 Terrorist Organizations

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He still has a lot of work to do.As soon as he returned to the office, Beide'an turned on the computer.He tapped a few keys and began to read the world's major newspapers online; the important news published in these newspapers is almost exactly the same.He knew Wren had been an intelligence officer, and he knew that the British, Russians, and Israelis respected him, because the reports said so.This made him a little uneasy, and I'm sure his superiors must have been surprised too.Rein was more formidable than Da Yelan estimated, because he knew how to take decisive action in difficult situations.

It's clear from news reports that Wren may be a bit overwhelmed at the moment.He had seen a recent editorial calling for Congress to investigate Wren's activities at the CIA.And the Colombian government's demand for an explanation for the inference is sure to cause another storm.How will Rennes react?Bedian thinks it's hard to say, because Rennes is always unpredictable.He printed some important articles and editorials, and then got down to business. There was a front page devoted to conferences and trade shows in the United States, which he thought might be run by a travel agency.Ok, it's interesting.He clicked on the city, and then the venues appeared, mostly in large barn-like buildings, with icons and travel guides on them.He collected twenty-four pieces of information, although it was a little bit more, it was just in case.Fashion and Textile Fairs These are winter fairs.And then there's the auto show, where automakers tour the U.S. with their wares like a walking circus, which he thinks is nice.

Circus, he thought, and quickly went to another page, no, the timing was too bad.Damn, looks like the only way to get started is at an auto show or something. The people in the second group were all terminally ill, and it was time to end their suffering, out of efficiency rather than mercy.Moody saw on the screen that they were injected with a large amount of medicine like the first group of patients. Through the thick plastic suits, the expressions of relief of the medical soldiers were still clearly visible.In just a few minutes, all the experimental objects went to the west.The doctors were secretly thankful that nothing had gone wrong and that no one else had been infected, mostly because of their ruthlessness.He knew that he would not have such luck in other normal hospitals.

The medics started loading the body onto the stretcher when he turned and walked away because he didn't want to look at it again.Moody walked into the lab. Another team of technicians is filling the flasks with soup.They have rehearsed a thousand times for operational needs.These flasks are all made of stainless steel, which is strong and durable even at extremely low temperatures.Each flask was sealed after it was three-quarters full and sprayed with a caustic to keep the exterior clean.They were then transported to a freezer in the basement and submerged in liquid nitrogen.The Ebola virus can stay there for decades, the low temperature makes it dormant, and it will reproduce again the next time it encounters a warm and humid environment, which can be used as a killing weapon.The remaining flask remained in a cryogenic container in the laboratory, and its internal temperature was displayed by a liquid crystal.

Well, it's almost over, Moody thought, standing by the door, seeing that there were fewer staff members too, and perhaps they felt the same way.Soon the twenty containers will be filled and sent away, and then someone will thoroughly clean every corner of the building and ensure that every place is absolutely safe.The Commander would be back in his office, and Moody would never be in the World Health Organization again because he had died in a plane crash just off the coast of Libya.Someone's going to get him a new identity and a passport to go elsewhere; or just to be on the safe side no, the Commander shouldn't be that ruthless, right?

Hello, I'm looking for McGregor. May I ask who is calling? I'm Dr. Lorenz from the Centers for Disease Control in Atlanta. Please wait a moment. Gus waited two minutes, long enough for him to light his pipe and open the window.Young colleagues occasionally scold him for this habit, but he doesn't actually smoke, he just thinks it helps him think. I'm Dr. McGregor.said a young voice. I'm Gus.Lorenz. Oh, Hello!professor. How is your patient now?Lorenz asked.He liked McGregor's voice, which made it clear that he had just worked long hours; that's what dedicated people are all about.

The male patient was probably beyond cure, but the child was getting better. real?Great, we tested the samples you sent.Both of these are Ebola virus, the Maine-ca strain. Are you sure?asked the young man. Pretty sure, doctor, I did the test myself. That's all I worry about.I sent another sample to Paris and they haven't responded yet. I need to know something.On the other end of the phone, Lorenz took out his notepad and told me in detail about the patient. It's a bit difficult, Professor Lorenz.McGregor had to say.He didn't know if his phone was tapped, but he had to speak out, so he was careful to reveal everything he knew.

I saw you on TV last night.Dr. Alexander decided to go see Kathy again at lunch, and he liked her very much.Plus, she might need to hear some kind voices, too. When he sat down, Kathy was looking down at her salad and replied, great.Alexander saw that the bodyguard looked nervous. You are doing well. real?She raised her head and said lightly, I really want to tear his face off. This is not excessive.You are very supportive of your husband and you are a smart guy. What happened to those reporters?i mean why Alexander smiled slightly.Doctor, when a dog pisses on a fire hydrant, no one thinks it's vandalism because it's just a dog.Altman almost choked.

But none of us want that.she says. Two cases of Ebola have been detected in Sudan.He discusses his problems with her. Such a ridiculous place to have such a virus.Did it come from Say? Gus is investigating, and I am waiting for the results of his investigation. Professor Alexander replied that it is impossible to erupt locally. Why?Atman asked. The environment there is too bad.As Kathy explained, he began to eat lunch. The heat, drought, and a lot of direct sunlight; the ultraviolet rays in the sun were enough to kill the virus. Like a flamethrower, Alexander agreed, and no jungle animals survived there.

Two more cases?Kathy asked with a mouthful of salad, and Alexander thought, at least he had given her an appetite. He nodded.A grown man and a little girl, that's all we know for now.Gus will be doing the test today, probably already done. What a nasty virus.You still don't know what a host is? I've been observing it for twenty years, Alexander said with certainty, and never found that the animal host after the disease didn't get the disease, you know what I mean. Like a criminal case, huh?Altman asked, looking around for physical evidence? It's close, Alexander replied, except that we're looking all over the country, and we're not quite sure what we're looking for.

Don.Russell watched the children go downstairs for their nap.What a great idea, all grown-ups think so.Mrs. Dackett was a good parent, and all the children knew their daily routines.The children were all in bed, covered with blankets and with their teddy bears in their arms, and then the lights were put out, while Mrs. Daggett and her assistant sat in chairs and read. The small bunker fell asleep.Russell said, and went outside to get some fresh air. Sounds like a winner.The mobile team sitting in the house across the street thought, their car parked in the garage.There are three operators here, and two of them are sitting in front of the window facing the bigfoot nursery and watching.Someone patrols the yard about every fifteen minutes, and cameras keep watch for traffic on the highway.In addition, there was always one person on standby near the nursery, and at this time it was the turn of the young and beautiful Hilton, who always carried a purse, a purse specially made for policewomen, which had a side pocket so that she could Always have a 9mm automatic pistol. He doesn't like the place too much because it's too accessible, too close to a high-traffic highway, and has a flat parking lot.If that bastard wants to spy, this parking lot is the best place.Fortunately, the reporters were all driven away, and they were politely but firmly refused to leave the door.So they had to talk to Russell, and his kind attitude was only reserved for the children in the nursery. With these people, he had a fierce look, wearing sunglasses, and looked exactly like Arnold.Schwarzenegger, and Arnold was three inches shorter than him. His squad had been reduced to six men.Three people were at the scene and three others were across the street.The latter three carried shoulder weapons, Uzis, and M|Sixteen rifles with scopes.Six would be enough elsewhere, he thought, but not here.Unfortunately, any additions would make this nursery look like an army barracks, and President Wren has had enough trouble. How's the situation, Gus?asked Alexander.He has returned to the office, ready to start the afternoon rounds.An AIDS patient's condition has worsened again, and he is trying to save it. It was determined to be Ebola-Mainga, as in the two cases in Say.The male patient was incurable, but the child is reported to be doing well. oh?great!Is there any difference between these two cases? Not sure, Alexander, Lorenz replied, I don't know much, only that the male patient is called Seiler and the child is called Shahele. Is it an Arabic name? I think so. This may help to understand the difference between the two cases. I thought about that too.The physician in charge, McGregor, did not know how the two were different or how they were infected.They came in at about the same time with roughly the same symptoms.The initial symptoms were like a cold or jet lag, he said Where did they come from?Alexander interrupted him. I asked, and he said he couldn't speak. Why? I also asked, and he couldn't tell, but he said that there is no obvious connection between the two cases.Lorenz's tone said it all.Both men knew there had to be local politics involved, a real problem in Africa, especially with AIDS. Is there anything new about Say? No.Gus replied in the affirmative that the incident was over.It's a real headache, the same disease showing up in different places thousands of miles apart.McGregor had the right restraint in place, and it sounded like he knew what to do. The FBI guy was right at lunch, Alexander thought.It's more like detective work, like a murder case with no clues; it's fun to read, but it's nerve-wracking when it comes to reality. Well, what else do you know? We know that subspecies of the Mainca strain exist and are active.We are analyzing proteins and structures. Damn, what is the host?Gus, can you find it? Watch your words, doctor.Gus was equally annoyed, and both were used to it.It took thousands of years to discover malaria, but they had only been studying Ebola for about twenty-five years.The virus flickers, like a killer in a novel.But Ebolas have no brains, no strategy, can't even act on their own, and can only live in a limited environment, but they don't know what it is.It's really forcing people to drink away their sorrows, isn't it? I think the vodka would kill it, Gus.I have to see a patient. Do you like rounds, Alexander?Lorenz kind of misses the job, too. It would be nice to be a real doctor all over again.I just want my patients to have a little more chance of survival, that's what we do, isn't it? If you want, I will fax you the data of the sample structure analysis.The virus appears to be well under control, which is good news.Lorenz repeated. I will be very grateful.Goodbye, Gus.Alexander hung up the phone.Good suppression, that's what we used to think. Then he thought of something else: white male, thirty-four, gay, resistant to foreign tuberculosis.How can we stabilize his condition?He picked up the chart and walked out of his office. So I'm not supposed to help pick the judges?Pat.Martin asked. Don't be too sad, Van Damme replied, none of us are suitable for our positions. Except you.The president emphasized with a smile. We all misjudged, admits Van Damme, I was leaving President Fowler, but Roger said he needed me yes.Lane nodded. That's how I became president.How, Mr. Martin? It's not illegal.He had spent three hours going through the CIA file and Wren's order summary for the Columbia operation.At least you are not breaking the law.Wright and Moore could be prosecuted for failing to report the full covert operation to Congress, but they would argue that it was an order of the sitting president, and that the special and dangerous operations clause attached to the law would provide them with a defense.I could sue them, but I don't want to investigate the case myself," he continued. "They're trying to solve the drug problem, so most of the jurors don't want to hurt them.The toughest ones are international relations, sir; Colombia will undoubtedly be condemned, and that involves international law and treaties, but I'm not too familiar with this area to offer any advice.From a domestic point of view, this involves the Constitution.The President is Commander in Chief, and it is part of his executive power to determine what are the national security interests so that the President can take actions as he deems appropriate to protect those interests. what about others?asked the Chief of Staff. Are you talking about CIA operations?They are perfectly legal, but the problem is also political.It seems to me that I have done espionage in the past, Mr. President, and what a wonderful job that is!But the media is planning to make trouble.he warned. Van Dam thought it was a good start, his third president without the fear of jail time.Political matters are easier to manage, which is not difficult for him. Should the hearing be made public?asked Van Damme. It's a political issue, and the point is that it's an international affair, so it's best left to the State Department.And, seriously, you've pushed me over the edge.In case I find anything against you in any of these three cases, I cannot discuss them with you.All I can say is that the President is asking for my opinion on other crimes, and it is my job as a federal officer to provide an answer. I'd appreciate it if people around me wouldn't talk to me like lawyers all day, Lane pointed out angrily, I had real difficulties to deal with.That new country in the Middle East doesn't like us, the Chinese are somehow causing trouble at sea, and I don't have a full Congress yet! This is really a problem.Van Damme told him again. I know.Ryan pointed to a pile of newspaper clippings on the table.He's just found out that the media is planning to run an unfavorable editorial tomorrow.I'm halfway through the Supreme Court list, and they're all excellent.By this time next week, I'll have a decision. The American Bar Association intends to cause trouble.Van Damme said. Whatever they are, I can't show weakness, I learned that last night.What is Kirti going to do?the president asked next. All he can do is weaken you politically, scare you with scandal and force you to resign.Van Damme raised his hand again, I don't think there's much point in that. Three divisions, heavy equipment.This is an emergency analysis report from I|TAC. I|TAC is the U.S. Army Intelligence and Threat Analysis Center, located in the Washington Naval Shipyard.The same report was quickly passed on to the Defense Intelligence Agency and the CIA.A review of the new state's combat orders is underway and, although not yet complete, preliminary estimates suggest that the UIM's military might be well over twice that of the rest of the Persian Gulf states combined.After a full assessment, the situation may be even worse. Where is their destination?When the tape was spinning, a watch officer asked loudly. Iraq's border regions are Shia seated, sir.A warrant officer specialized in the area alerted the colonel. It is also the area closest to our friendly countries. Dayelan had many things to think about, and he walked slowly outside the mosque in the ancient city of Ur.Persian civilization originated here. Ur was once a great city, but now its walls have collapsed and its temples are in disrepair. This is all because of wrong beliefs. It is his task to rebuild civilization; yes, here he will build his city, and a new age will unfold in its most ancient birthplace, and a great new nation will grow and thrive. but first Although Allah has mercy on those infidels, if they are going to harm Islam, they have to destroy them, it is inevitable.Because they are destroying faith, sullying it with money and strange ideas, looting oil, and teaching children in a corrupt way.They resisted his unification of the Muslim world because they knew it would threaten their faith and secular power.They are the worst enemies and they must be crushed for the sake of the unity of Islam. For him, there was no choice left.Allah used disasters, plagues, and misfortunes to fulfill faith; Muhammad also fought wars, and he had to tell himself that was all he could do.
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