"Boss of Umbrella?" Price was stunned for a moment, and then thought of the young man who was a headache five years ago.
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"I know this is Africa, so what's wrong? I only know how to kill someone to pay for my life."
"I'm very sober, I've never been so awake in my life. Since no one cares, I'll do it myself."
At that time, the child was not as calm as if he was only seventeen years old.
Price finally introduced him to the tactical training camp he was familiar with. He thought it was just the anger of young people and might give up after a while.
When he found out about him again, half a year had passed. An informant from the MIIS in Zimbabwe was attacked at home and was forced to ask about the news about Alasade. The work was very rough and people ran away.
Local police arrived and a gunfight broke out between the two sides. The attacker was injured and jumped out of the waterfall to escape. The victim identified him as an Asian.
When Price saw the information, the Asian, Ala Sade, almost his first reaction was that young man.
After that, he seemed to be a lot of carefulness and very little information. However, in the information of the MIIS on Allah SA, a certain stronghold would be attacked from time to time and several people would die.
In the next two years or so, even the MIIS knew that someone was targeting Ala S De, like a mad dog, and occasionally rushed out of the darkness and bit off a piece of his flesh.
Later, a PMC company named Umbrella emerged, "This name is really not very good." Price shook his head and retracted his thoughts.
They will board the HCLI cargo ship at the port, and the helicopter on the USS Charles de Gaulle aircraft carrier will come to pick up people.
"Take this Bichi." Koko's eyebrows stood up and pointed at Hex and shouted.
Hex, who had been holding his briefcase in his arms, looked at the woman with silver hair, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "I didn't expect you to be rescued. Although I was a little unwilling to accept it, I just want to do whatever I want."
After saying that, she closed her eyes and fell backwards. Fortunately, Potter helped her aside. The woman was injured. Not only was the gunshot wound on her shoulder cracked, but she also had a wound hit by shrapnel. She should have lost too much blood now.
Falme looked at Koko. She didn't care whether Hex was injured or not. As long as Koko nodded, she would really throw that woman into the sea.
Sandman stepped forward and said in a polite tone, "Madam, I don't know what you have to be, but she is the one Langley asked for, and it is also our purpose for us to come here."
It's not a threat, it's just a statement of facts. They have just been rescued by others, so they can't have a conflict now. Moreover, one of their own side is already in a state of being trapped, so how can they fight with the other side?
He made the meaning clear, if you still plan to throw people down, then just do whatever you want, I have tried my best.
The smile that Koko had been hanging on his face was gone, and he repeatedly weighed the pros and cons in his heart whether to offend Langley for the sake of this woman.
"Koko, now is not a good time." Rem came over, and he could only say a few words at this time.
He pointed to the sea in the distance, and several helicopters had already flew over from the air.
Koko looked at the super jaguar being ready to land on the deck, gritting his teeth and making a difficult choice.
George Black and Alice Grant got off the plane, and the medical staff carried a stretcher, and SAS had serious injuries that needed treatment.
"How is she?" Black looked at Hex, who was still unconscious. The woman was still holding the briefcase in her hand. Black tried to take it down, but she couldn't break her fingers apart.
"That's it." Black looked at Koko, "Miss HeckMedia, long time no see."
Koko didn't even look at him, and turned back to the cabin.
"Haha." Blake didn't care, "Let's go." He wanted to keep following Hex, or the briefcase.
The Italian named Renard Ricci behind Koko looked at Black meaningfully.
Alice Grant simply asked Porter about something and then boarded the helicopter again.
These people are very efficient and do not take long to load the personnel onto the plane and fly towards the aircraft carrier.
Rem and the others returned to the cabin, "Miss, they are gone."
Koko looked out the window, wondering what he was thinking, "Langley didn't say he was going to save Hex at that time, otherwise I would definitely not let her come back."
Many years ago, Koko was ambushed by Hex's men and died in escort Ike. This incident is a dead knot, a dead knot.
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Xu Chuan sat in the back seat of the car and was awakened by the sun again. "Which bastard parked the car in the sun again?"
Sirte, everyone had returned, "Boss, didn't you say don't call you up?" A group of people sat in the room, blowing the air conditioner, and exposing themselves to the sun.
Xu Chuan stretched out his middle finger, and was almost hit on his head by a can of iced coke. He poured half of the can of it, and then burped it with a carbon dioxide-filled burp.
"Comfortable." In this case, it's true that carbonated drinks are really good. Whether it's healthy or not. Look at the crazy thing in this room, who cares about this.
"NATO has been fully involved in the war. Although the situation last night's situation suffered heavy losses, it also gave them an excuse to enter Libiya on the surface." NIKI has been collecting information from all aspects.
"It doesn't matter. The most important thing now is to move the command center away. Benghazi or Aijidabiye. I guess Misurata will definitely not be able to defend it." As long as NATO makes up its mind, Libiya's war will only be a matter of time.
Then there was Tripoli and Sirte, and then there was a nearly unstoppable civil war. Alas, if it weren't for the Colonel's own, how could it have been like this?
Xu Chuan sighed, but then he thought, if they didn't do this, how could they get their own oil field? Well, if they think so, I feel much more comfortable. Amitabha, please help the people of Libiya to observe silence for three seconds.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "What should Makarov do?" Xu Chuan almost forgot him. This time he seemed to have mixed up his plan again. I think I am very sorry for him.
However, this guy attacked the transportation team, not only killing more than a dozen people but also losing tens of millions, which was also considered a revenge.
But it seems that this matter cannot be over. Makarov will never make peace with Umbrella unless both parties can have common interests.
But how could he have common interests with a KB member? It’s not that he can’t make money in other fields.
"I think Makarov may not have time to cause trouble for us." Michael pushed the monitor over. The TV news has begun to issue a wanted order, and the current reward is $2 million.
Xu Chuan lay on the table, "It's nothing, isn't he wanted by the world before?"
"This will make him a star that is highly anticipated. I promise that the Colonel will definitely clear his relationship with him as soon as possible." Smith held his private whiskey in one hand and a cigar in the other.
"No, it's impossible." Several people expressed doubts.
Curtis opened the market directly, and a group of people were busy placing bets. Xu Chuan shook his head and did not participate. I was irrelevant to gambling and drugs.
The battle situation afterwards became even more intense. With the support of NATO's air firepower, the National Army of Missoulata almost captured half of the city, but was driven out by reinforcements from Tripoli. The two sides tug at each other for nearly a month.
Sporadic battles occurred in Tripoli and Sirte, which accelerated their withdrawal from Sirte.
During this period, Smith really made a fuss. The colonel directly announced that he had never contacted Makarov and that he was a legitimate government and had never supported KB members. As a result, he might have forgotten the Northern Ireland Republican Army.
Umbrella has been paying attention to Makarov's trail, and NATO's contingent has also launched arrests on some suspected targets, but none of them have succeeded.
"This guy can really hide. After the last operation, he couldn't find anyone. The intelligence agencies of the United States, Britain and France were unable to find him." Michael has been looking at various aspects of information recently, but he didn't find anything.
Xu Chuan thought about it, squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "Actually, I have a way." Seeing that everyone was looking over, he continued, "Release the news of VX gas will definitely lead people out."
"Are you crazy?"
Xu Chuan smiled and said that this method has a chance to succeed, but the risk is too great. If something happens, the weapon of mass destruction will fall into the hands of a KB member.
However, if you die, I will not die. Anyway, he is also heading for Europe with this thing, which is what does it have to do with my Eastern power.
Speaking of VX gas, it seems that NATO didn't do anything after getting the information. He thought 141 was going to play, so he was so excited for a long time.
"By the way, I haven't seen Modoc for a long time. He won't go to the hospital again." This guy was locked in a mental hospital every few days. Everyone got used to it. "This guy's medical insurance seems to be almost over."
Smith rubbed his forehead, "I asked him to go back to the training camp in Morocco, where pilots are needed."
"Brave students." Xu Chuan drew a cross on his chest and prayed for them.
"Boss, you've drawn the wrong way."
"none of your business."
As time comes, the government forces are shrinking on the battlefield of Libiya and can only gain some advantages in some areas.
Most of Misurata has fallen into the hands of the opposition. It is estimated that the defenders will collapse in another week. The battle is so bad that it can be delayed for so long with NATO's bombing. It's such a bunch of waste.
If this were just taken out of a country in Northeast Asia, even if it took 10,000 steps back, it would have been done even if it was 4V.
Umbrella has set up a new command center in Benghazi, and moved from the government forces to the opposition, but she didn't feel any disagreement.
By the way, he sold the information about Sirte and Hamis Brigade. Xu Chuan said that he was helpless, and he asked the opposition to open a price that no one could refuse, eight million, what kind of bicycle do you want?
"So, you took such a big risk last time, what exactly do you want?" Xu Chuan sat in a restaurant near the beach and was meeting the little fox.
Chapter completed!