Price roughly explained Zakayev's situation. There was not much to explain, really, since Zakayev had not been active as a terrorist for only a day or two, and he was highly capable. This nuclear bomb had likely come from Zakayev as well.
After all, that guy had once stolen nuclear materials from Ribel City, which had already become a ghost town. Of course, perhaps not—nuclear materials and a nuclear bomb were still two different concepts.
If obtaining nuclear materials were enough to make a nuclear bomb, so many countries in the world would not have worked so painstakingly for so long without succeeding.
Jiang Yan Hai understood that clearly enough, but there was no longer any doubt that Zakayev was the one behind Assad.
By the time Price had nearly finished, they had entered the northern forest. Once inside, it would be difficult for the terrorists to catch them. Price's helicopter would probably be coming back soon.
"Sea Eagle, I owe you a favor this time. Without you, we couldn't have ended the battle so quickly," Price said seriously.
"We share the same mission. It was what we should have done." Jiang Yan Hai nodded.
"I hope we'll be able to fight side by side again in the future." Price held out his fist.
Jiang Yan Hai raised his fist and bumped it against Price's. Then Price's team members all came forward to thank Jiang Yan Hai before leaving.
They were headed in different directions. Price's group would head northwest, where there was a spot on the hillside where a helicopter could land and extract them. As for the footage they had recorded, Tablet directly copied a version onto the battlefield tablet device they carried and gave it to Price's group.
After Price and his team had withdrawn, Jiang Yan