The new American voyage in Benghazi, Christopher Stevens, is sending his 511th email to his boss behind the scenes. In addition to tracking the batch of stingers, it means that the number of security personnel in the temporary diplomatic facilities he is currently in is too small and needs to be increased.
When he closed the computer, the man Dahuan leaned on the chair in his office with a decadent look on his face. He didn't like it at all, but he would definitely not be able to leave before wiping his butt on it.
Because the missiles were handed over to Ansar al-Sharia by his hands, and the current Senator Madeleine Pierce was instructed behind the scenes.
He needs to find all the remaining missiles, but he knows where those damn things are now.
Stevens found Ansal's leader through the middleman, but the other party did not admit that they did it, and the missiles could not be found.
He stood up and walked to the window. Outside there was an oversized swimming pool. The temporary diplomatic facilities covering an area of ​​9 acres were very good, but the security was really simple. He only had a four-person security team (DSS) affiliated to the Diplomatic Security Orange. The warning work on the front and rear doors of the building could only be handed over to the people of the local armed organization "February 17 Les Brigade".
But can you expect only $28 per day to have a commission, and the person who brings your own bullets to fight for you?
All the reply to emails sent before were arranged to wait. Washington cuts funds and other things, it is almost impossible to increase the staff in just one sentence, and now many emails are no longer replies.
He can only hope for the CIA intelligence station 1.9 kilometers away from him, where there is a battle-hardened GRS team.
Picking up the coffee on the table and sipped it all, Stevens walked out of the room and said to a DSS agent, "Scott, I'm going to Tripoli, you go and prepare."
There is no way, even if you are reluctant, you still have to do some work. If you don’t solve this problem, your regular life will end.
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In Washington, Senator Madeleine Pierce is discussing Libiya with several others, including the president of the Joint Conference and two American military personnel, and the current commander of the "organization" sitting opposite the conference table.
Amanda looked at these people whispering something, but she was complaining in her heart. Now she remembered her. When something happened, she didn't look like she could solve it herself?
This matter is not as simple as Stevens thought. It is not only about retrieving the remaining missiles, but about how they deal with the upcoming attacks from the Republican D people.
The best way is to let all the people in this matter evaporate, so Stevens will never wait for the security personnel he wants
An assistant came over and whispered to Senator Madeleine, saying the email from Stevens.
"No need to reply to the other party." Madeline whispered.
Stevens has become an abandoned son. Madeline doesn't want to hear news from the other party at all. She has caused such a big problem and has not yet solved the problem.
“Amanda, we don’t want this to have a negative impact on us, and serve as an excuse for our President to reduce the military budget.”
Amanda straightened his waist slightly and nodded seriously, "I understand, Senator."
"The last time you took Bai E's action was very successful. I hope you won't let us down this time." After Madeline said that, she began to discuss something with the chairman of the Joint Conference sitting aside, and Amanda knew that she should leave.
"Success? Where did you succeed? Because the executor is her son, can those problems be ignored?" Amanda got into his car and said to himself, "It's great to have a good background."
Back at the base in New Jersey, Amanda called Alex over, and this time she was not going to send Sean Pierce over.
"There is no way, I can't guarantee whether our Mr. Justice will rescue the big driver like a cowboy." Amanda said.
Alex is not very interested in this matter, and she is now all about the Zetrov group.
But Amanda's words changed her mind, "After this matter is over, I will fully support you in taking back Zetlov."
Alex thought for a moment and replied, "Then, one word is certain."
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Umbrella is located in the oil field of Libiyaojira. Compared to the last time I came here, the scale of this place seems to have expanded several times. The surrounding area is not a deserted desert, and some tribes have begun to gather around it.
Not only is there a water source here, but there are also countless oil well workers who have money but no place to spend and a large number of PMCs responsible for security.
These are all consumers, from food and beverages to daily necessities, to young ladies who help people solve their pressure, an ecological chain has been formed around here.
Umbrella's camp has been moved outside the oil field, and the planning of the entire area is now more reasonable.
The camp is surrounded by riot walls filled with sand and soil, which are modularly designed and convenient to disassemble and assemble.
Xu Chuan's arrival did not attract much attention, after all, many people did not recognize him.
John Smith has already gone to Europe, and the person in charge here is Felix Masuku. Since there are people in charge of the training camps in Africa, Masuku, a Zimbabwe native, is also half a native.
Therefore, the daily affairs here were handed over to him, which was also the reason why he didn't do much with Xu Chuan and the others.
"Boss, long time no see you." Ma Suku greeted him enthusiastically.
Xu Chuan sat down in the command center and touched the sweat on his head, "This place is still so hot."
Located in the desert, the climate here is dry and hot, and even sweat is easily evaporated by sunlight, so if you don’t pay attention to sun protection, this place is particularly prone to dehydration.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Smith took Parker and Swager to Europe. Williams and Sanburn were still in the United States and did not come back. There were not many people left here. Others were soldiers recruited from other countries, mostly Yemeni, and some were mostly Americans.
Some people are recruited in Africa, who will first go to training camps in the Algeria and Tunisia border area, and will only become temporary employees after completing all assessments there.
The entire camp of Ojira has about 120 people. Except for a platoon-level combat unit with forty people, the rest are logistics and technical personnel.
Curtis walked in from outside, and here he was the core member of Umbrella, Masuku and Albert.
"Hi, boss, you returned to China early in the All-Star Game, which made the local media guess whether you had a conflict with Xuela." As soon as this guy came in, he gave Xu Chuan a gossip news.
Xu Chuan didn't care at all. Of course, Xuela's team could handle such small things, and maybe they made up the news themselves for the sake of popularity.
"I thought you would stay in America for a while." Xu Chuan gave them a vacation, but the time should not have come yet.
"It's so boring, boss, believe me, if it weren't for the child, Williams would have run back, too." Curtis grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth.
"Well, I'm glad you're working motivated, but there's no bonus."
"Fuck!"..., several people scolded each other.
"Is there anything special about it recently?", back to the point, Xu Chuan rarely asked about work.
Masuku shook his head. Libiya's situation has been normal recently. After Colonel Ka was dragged out of the sewer and shot him in the head, Libiya's faction began to show a scene of blooming flowers.
To be honest, I guess the CIA, MI6, and the French Foreign Intelligence Agency are tied together and cannot find out how many armed factions are there.
Among them are anti-American, Western support, Middle Eastern tyrants, Egyptian support, Russian support, Turkey support, and base support, and there are a variety of different categories.
Even Xu Chuan felt that they didn't know what they were doing.
Although the whole Libiya is very lively now, it is just a small fight.
Anyway, these people will sooner or later break up, and the entire Libiya is already more lively than the Eight-Nation Alliance at that time.
But there should be a year or two left. Umbrella has enough time to prepare. When they get messy again, Umbrella will have the chance to tear off a piece of meat from Libiya.
"By the way, what happened to the US military helicopter was hit by a poisonous stinger before?" Xu Chuan remembered this incident.
Masuku shrugged, "What else can it be, a joke made by America itself."
This kind of thing is actually very common. In the early days of the Libiya War, the American government acquiesced to some countries in the Middle East to transport large quantities of weapons and equipment to Libiya through military bases in Jatar. Well, a large part of it was transported by HLCI cargo ships.
The problem now is that the hole is easy to open, but if you want to, you can't collect it.
Many people have tasted the sweetness. Even if the war has ended, the business has not stopped, but the money has entered the pockets of some people.
After these weapons arrived at Libiya, they were distributed to familiar armed factions by intermediaries. These weapons were easily sold. This kind of transaction was done by Irak and Afuhan. If it weren't for the fact that one plane was dropped this time, it wouldn't have attracted attention.
This matter has nothing to do with Umbrella. Xu Chuan stopped paying attention after asking a few questions.
This time he came mainly to mobilize Gogol's attention, so he soon began to assign tasks.
First, people from the business side began to contact Nansu Dan. Since independence two years ago, the youngest country in the world has fallen into a civil war. Tribal armed forces have occupied various oil-producing areas and exchanged oil produced for weapons and equipment, and have begun to become warlordized.
Xu Chuan plans to start from here. Of course, the transportation of this inland country is definitely not as convenient as that of coastal areas, but it is chaotic enough. Only those with chaos can have the opportunity. It is estimated that Ali Taselov of Gogol will have the same idea as him.
Although the purpose is to help Nikita divert Gogol's attention, using fraud will definitely reveal its strength. It is better to take advantage of the opportunity to start your own plan.
You can't be too anxious after that. I believe Ali is also paying attention to his news. The other party will definitely know that Umbrella is contacting Nanshu Dan's information.
Xu Chuan plans to wait a few days first, and after the business side sends back the news, if there is no movement in Gogol yet, he will contact the other party.
Then, he started to stroll in the camp, and well, the boss came to inspect the work.
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In New Jersey, Alex has packed her luggage and she will enter Libiya through normal channels, of course, with a fake passport.
Sean Pierce had some opinions on Amanda's arrangements, and in his opinion, it was not a good idea to let Alex go to the mission alone.
He never completely trusted this girl. Alex and Nikita were too involved. This woman with the highest level of threat to the organization had to make Sean Pierce extremely careful.
"I have my own plans for this matter, and it also means Senator Madeline." Amanda sat in his office, taking out the other party's biological mother as a shield without any pressure.
Sure enough, the mama baby boy opposite was very fond of this and was criticized for nothing.
Sean Pierce understood that Amanda was still angry that she didn't listen to her orders last time, but the other party's excuse was something she could not refute.
Recently, his mother seemed to be very worried about her safety and did not seem to trust the security personnel very much. She had no choice but to bring someone with her.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! As the young man walked out of his office, Amanda's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm.
Sean came to the door of Alex's dormitory and knocked on the door. Not long after, the door opened. Alex, wearing a tight body shirt and sportswear, saw that it was him and said, "Come in."
"Are you ready?" Sean looked at the other party's backpack. She had never lived outside the base since Alex returned to her former home. Zetlov already knew her existence and organized the base was undoubtedly a safer place.
Alex, who tied her long hair into braids, nodded. She could set off at any time now.
Sean looked at the room slightly. Like other newcomers' dormitories, there was no other furniture except for the bed and a cabinet. A piece of furniture was placed on the bedside table by the man. It was the piece that Sean took out from the evidence room and handed to Alex.
Aware of the other person's eyes, Alex smiled and walked over to pick up the watch, then handed it to Sean, "It seems that it will not leave anymore. Can you help me fix it? I don't have tools here."
Sean looked at the watch in front of him and nodded calmly, "Of course, no problem, give me ten minutes."
He happened to take advantage of this opportunity to replace the positioning device inside.
Alex deliberately helped the other party create this opportunity, hoping that this guy would not do anything else when she went to Libiya, so that he should be at ease.
Chapter completed!