193: New clues about Ouroboros

The call returned half an hour later.

On the other end of the line, the Old Butler's respectful and efficient voice came through, without a single wasted word:

"Mr. Lin, the identity of the people you asked us to investigate has been confirmed. Based on the information we simultaneously obtained from the Libyan Ministry of Interior and several border tribes, these people all come from a small town on the southern border of Libya called 'Al Qafra'."

"On the surface, they are all ordinary camel herders and smugglers."

The Old Butler's voice paused, seemingly organizing more important information.

"However, less than ten minutes ago, our people raided the residence of one of them. In the basement, we discovered something... quite intriguing."

The Cavendish Family's efficiency really is high!

"The files have been sent to your tablet via an encrypted channel. Please check them."

Lin Feng hung up the phone and picked up the military tablet beside him.

On the screen, an encrypted file package was downloading rapidly.

The progress bar filled up, and the file automatically decompressed.

Several high-definition photos instantly popped up!

The background of the photos showed colorful, stylish corrugated iron houses, with walls covered in unrestrained graffiti. The sun was bright, and people were dancing the tango on the street.

A rich South American atmosphere rushed forth.

This was Argentina, Buenos Aires, the most famous La Boca District!

And the men in the photos, dressed in casual clothes, wearing sunglasses, and walking arm-in-arm like tourists, were precisely the armed individuals they had just riddled with bullets!

"It's them!"

Wang Dalong's eyes nearly popped out. He snatched the tablet, "Why would they go to Argentina to take pictures?!"

Lin Feng ignored him, lightly swiping his finger to open another document.

It was an encrypted email that had been violently cracked.

The sender's IP address, after layers of camouflage and redirection, ultimately pointed to a private server also located in Buenos Aires!

The email content was extremely brief, consisting of only one line.

"'The Eye' has opened. Eliminate all observers."

There was no salutation, no signature.

Only a closing mark.

A distorted serpentine symbol, drawn with strange lines, devouring its own tail!

Ouroboros!

Lin Feng instantly pieced together all the clues!

All the seemingly unrelated fragments were forcefully joined together by an invisible force at this moment!

This abandoned German base!

The son who appeared in Argentina in the suicide officer's family photo!

This group of Neo-Nazi attackers from Libya, yet connected to Argentina!

And this mysterious organization, the "Ouroboros"!

Everything made sense!

This base wasn't abandoned at all; it was merely dormant!

There must be some kind of alarm device in the base connected to Argentina!

When they opened the base gate, restored the power system, and activated those antique devices, the alarm instantly sounded on the South American continent, tens of thousands of miles away!

The "Ouroboros" received the message!

They were too far away to immediately dispatch core personnel, so they activated these "peripherals" lurking in North Africa—these controlled Nazi descendants who could be sacrificed at any time—to come and "eliminate" the intruders!

The two threads converged perfectly in Buenos Aires!

Wang Dalong was completely stunned. He pointed at the Ouroboros symbol on the tablet, then pointed at the corpses on the ground, his face full of shock.

Lin Feng turned off the tablet.

"This place is just an outpost, a backup base that hadn't been activated."

He raised his head. His face, which usually held a faint, calm smile, was now filled with cold killing intent.

"The real big fish is in South America."

"They panicked and revealed their tail, which actually did us a huge favor."

A detail suddenly surfaced from the depths of his memory.

The leader who committed suicide, before collapsing, had screamed in German, calling them "heretics"!

This word was strange.

The core ideology of Nazi Germany was racism and Fascism, which had nothing to do with religion; they even suppressed the church. Most of their core members were staunch atheists; they only believed in the Führer.

So where did the word "heretic" come from?

The only explanation!

After World War II, the remnants of the Nazi party who fled to Argentina, in order to re-cohere morale in a foreign land, to brainwash their descendants, and to maintain the absolute control and purity of the organization... they likely created a new, twisted, fanatical religion!

A cult that worshiped the Führer as God and viewed the Fourth Reich as paradise!

This so-called "Ouroboros" organization in Argentina might be operating under the guise of a legitimate religion, serving as their perfect camouflage!

Having figured all this out, Lin Feng's lips curved slightly into a cold smile.

He glanced at the wreckage of the vehicles still emitting black smoke, and then at the 88mm Anti-Aircraft Gun on the hilltop.

"Shi Tou."

Shi Tou immediately stopped kicking the corpses.

"Clean this place up," Lin Feng's order was concise and clear. "Blow up their vehicles and throw the bodies inside."

"Don't leave any trace that we were here."

"Understood!" Shi Tou nodded heavily and immediately signaled the mercenaries under him to start working.

Professionals do professional work.

Half an hour later.

A violent explosion echoed deep within the Gobi, with flames shooting skyward.

The attackers' remaining vehicles and their bodies were consumed by the raging fire and turned to ash.

The wind and sand would soon cover up everything here.

Two surviving Toyota Land Cruisers carried everyone, silently driving away from this desolate Gobi along the secret passage they had blasted open on arrival.

Headlights off, merging into the night... Three days later.

Argentina, Buenos Aires, Ezeiza International Airport.

A sleek and beautiful Gulfstream G650 private jet landed smoothly on the runway and taxied to its exclusive apron.

The cabin door opened.

Lin Feng and Wang Dalong, who had changed into casual clothes, descended the air stairs one after the other.

A moist and warm air, mixed with the salty smell of the ocean and the fragrance of plants, rushed toward them.

It was a completely different world from the baking heat of the Sahara that could dry a person out.

"Hoo... amazing!"

Wang Dalong spread his arms, a look of intoxication on his face. "Civilized society is great! There's water, trees, and girls! If I stayed in the desert any longer, I feel like I'd turn into a camel!"

Lin Feng said nothing, only raising his head and adjusting the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.

What met his eyes was an unfamiliar city full of rich European style, yet mixed with the unique wildness and passion of Latin America.

Ancient colonial buildings and modern skyscrapers reflected each other, and the streets were bustling with traffic and vitality.

The yellowing black and white photo lay quietly in his pocket.

In the corner of the photo, the young German officer smiled brilliantly.

Lin Feng knew.

He was one step closer to the truth from eighty years ago.

And one step closer to endless danger.

A black armored Mercedes-Benz S-Class Sedan silently slid to a stop in front of them.

A Latino driver, wearing a sharp suit and white gloves, got out and respectfully opened the car door for them.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Wang, welcome to Buenos Aires."

"The Madam has arranged everything for you two."

Lin Feng and Wang Dalong got into the back seat.

The car started smoothly and merged into traffic.

Wang Dalong, like a curious baby, pressed his face against the car window, looking at everything outside and clicking his tongue in wonder.

Lin Feng, however, leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes.