Curtis quickly stopped Albert, Damien Scott, a guy who has always been unrestrained and has caused a lot of trouble here.
With Albert's hot temper, he will really fight with this guy. At that time, these two people may demolish the place.
Then their boss will have reason to deduct their year-end dividends. Albert is a little better, Scott really has no money to deduct.
Xu Chuan ignored them. These bastards were too energetic and fighting with them was just the norm.
"HCLI? Or Cassabel is here?"
Albert, who was stopped, gave Scott a middle finger and replied, "None of them are here, they are a supervisor in charge of port business. He doesn't know you are here."
No wonder, otherwise their staff would have enough to get those Americans out.
Xu Chuan thought for a while, "One person has 200,000 yuan, no bargaining."
Anyway, these people can survive in the end, so why don’t you make a profit by the way? It’s not a loss.
Send the news to the HCLI supervisor, and he doesn't care about the price the other party wants to ask the Americans.
"Boss, it's too cruel for a person to have 200,000 yuan, and the other party can't agree." Curtis was worried that his chance to make extra money would be gone.
Xu Chuan said, "Don't joke, is America's shortage of money? Who do you look down on if you want it?"
...
"Bob, Bob!", an intelligence officer jumped from his chair excitedly, "HCLI agreed to let us leave Benghazi on their cargo ship."
In a word, everyone looked at this guy. Bob, the webmaster who was contacting his superiors, was the same, but he was calm, "Where are the conditions? How do we get to the port?"
"The ticket to Italy is 150,000 per person, and the armed guards need to contact others each with 200,000 per person."
Bob's face turned dark, "Damn it, they're robbing." The price is really a bit high.
But looking at everyone's hopeful expression, he couldn't say anything to refuse, "Tripoli's support is already on the plane, and HCLI can be used as an alternative."
The GRS of the Tripoli Cabinet have already taken a plane to Benghazi. They said they would contact the National Army or Les Brigade in Benghazi to provide transportation and escorts, which is also a lot of money but is much cheaper.
Everyone cheered, at least there was hope.
"Bob should have promised HCLI's offer," said Oz, who was once a member of the Marine Corps.
Jill Anne brought some food and drinks to the roof and told everyone the news.
"Glenn and the others are not familiar with the environment in Benghazi, and they have to spend money to find people at the airport. In this case, it is difficult for them to contact helpers." If they can contact people, they have already arrived at the airport.
It is obvious that these armed organizations that usually have a good relationship with them all know who is attacking them. These people have to consider their relationship with these people. It is very likely that the people in these organizations are all acquaintances and know each other and are all concerned about them.
At that time, we will still see how much money we can spend in Tripoli.
"How long can you stay?" asked Jill Anne.
Oz shook his head, "If I encounter a heavy weapon, I can't say it well."
He looked at the other person seriously and said, "Go and make a few phone calls at home." This sentence made Jill Anne feel cold.
If time continues, it is hard to say what will happen to the opponent's second wave of attack. They cannot make any mistakes at all, otherwise as long as the opponent breaks through a little, it will be a consequence of losing all the game.
"If Glenn and the others knew that Stevens was still alive in the hospital, he would have gone to pick up Mr. Dahuan first." Jack Silva took advantage of the fact that there was nothing outside and climbed onto the roof of Ron's room.
"You are right, so we may need to keep on holding on for a while." Everyone fell silent, and this was not good news.
It was already past one o'clock in the morning, and Glen Doherty's plane had landed at Benghazi Airport for half an hour, but until now they had not boarded the car provided by the local armed groups.
"Brother, can we snatch their car?" Grinch of Delta felt extremely bored as he watched the locals who kept shouting in the hangar.
The two of them had not been in a close relationship for two days. After returning to Tripoli after carrying out the reconnaissance mission, they found out that there were Americans in Benghazi that needed support, so they took the initiative to look for it.
Glen Doherty is the same, but he knows very well that in Benghazi, a place where he is unfamiliar with people, it is impossible for them to bring more than thirty Americans to the airport safely.
"It's easy to get in, but the hardest thing is how to get off," Glenn said.
He walked towards the translator he brought over, and the man was talking to an officer of the National Army.
"What the hell are they arguing about? Where is my car?" Glenn pulled over the translator and asked.
These people quarreled in local language, just like the other party was the enemy who killed his father.
The translator explained to him, "They are discussing who drives, who walks first, and who gets the most money."
Glenn was so angry that he almost rammed all these people with the automatic rifle in his hand. "Let them discuss it quickly, and tell them that if an American dies, I will come back and cut their necks in person."
What a hell is that what the hell are these people thinking in their minds? Glenn always feels that these people are deliberately delaying time and that they are acting for him to see all the quarrels.
"Follow them, I can't tell who is the good guy at all." Glenn said to a GRS player.
Then I walked aside and started contacting the Tripoli cabin, "We are trapped, are you sure Stevens is not dead?"
"Then he is really lucky." After hearing the other party's affirmative answer, Glenn couldn't help but complain, "However, we can't go anywhere until these scumbags discuss who gets the most US dollars."
The news came back to the intelligence station, and Bob really smashed the walkie-talkie on the table this time.
With this bad news, the group of extremists seemed to know that they had not had much time and immediately started a second wave of attacks.
These people drove the nearby flock over and hid in the flock to approach the walls of the intelligence station in this way.
Not only that, this time they learned a little smarter and divided a few people through the residential houses next to them, and caught these Americans off guard.
However, there were too few people invested, and these people did not close the distance with their opponents at the first time. The consequences of the first wave of offensives made these people seem to want to stay away from these Americans more.
A car drove towards the main entrance of the intelligence station, and the headlights turned on had no intention of hiding himself.
Ron shouted on the intercom, "Don't open the fire, I don't want to send you to prison."
The two GRSs ran towards the reinforced front door to prevent the car from rushing in for no reason.
The car drove to a distance of more than ten meters from the gate and stopped. Get off the passenger seat and holds a local bomb burning with a fuse in his hand.
The ending was obvious. Before this guy could throw it out, he was hit into a sieve by more than a dozen bullets. The people in the car were also killed by GRS and could not die any more.
As the bomb that fell to the ground exploded, a second wave of attack began.
This time, the people from the Nusra Front chose two directions to attack at the same time, and the number was twice as high as before. Abdu almost took out all his old capital. If he couldn't get it, his ending would be very miserable.
He pressed everyone up and took out the American M1 81mm mortar that he had been reluctant to use. The main problem was that there were too few shells, and now these two boxes of shells were still Tamara's reward.
Moreover, their gunners are not professional, and their shooting rate at night is very low, so you cannot waste precious shells.
Although the attack this time was more numerous and more fierce, it also failed to last too long.
The people who came from the residential area were soon discovered by GRS. The M240B shot a few long shots suppressed these people in the room. Others started to name these people one by one with precise firepower.
Without heavy weapons, these armed personnel have no way to break through the GRS's defense line. In addition, the predator drone in the sky provides them with real-time ground images, so it is difficult for these people to even get to the wall.
...
"Stop so soon?" Xu Chuan was still listening to the gunshots over there on the terrace of Umbrella. This time it was a little longer than the first wave, but not much longer.
This scene is actually quite boring from the scene. The pressure faced by GRS is more due to its own delay in getting support. This situation will make people fall into despair.
This group of extremists is not a serious threat. It is polite to say that they are mobs. They are just a bunch of waste. It is not too much pressure to defeat these people for the well-equipped and ammunition GRS.
"HCLI did not reply, it is probably because your asking price is too high." Curtis looked regretful, their extra money was gone.
"Don't worry, they will get it back." Now no one in Benghazi takes on their job, and everyone is watching the show and delaying time.
Can the local National Army or Les Brigade really not be able to come up with a team to support? How is that possible?
Combined with the news from Alex and the information found on the cabin server, Stevens was simply an abandoned child. Some people in the United States must have used some channels to prevent the local forces in Benghazi from intervening in this attack.
But this matter is definitely impossible to be said openly, and the American side did not expect the thugs to be found to solve the problem with the CIA people.
So, some military executives in Benghazi who can make decisions now may now think that this is all planned by the Americans, and they are all delaying time with justification.
Those in America who know what happened now have troubles and can only make mistakes, and it is even more impossible to emerge at this time.
At least until dawn tomorrow, the intelligence station will not find anyone to support them.
As for those GRSs who have arrived at Benghazi Airport, their top priority now is to go to the hospital to ensure Stevens' safety. If they don't, Alex will go over and take Stevens' life.
So far, the plot has been very different. Stevens' inexplicable survival has led the world line to another fork.
Glen Doherty of Benghazi Airport used a lot of money to finally reach an agreement among the members of the armed group who were jealous of money.
The good news is that after so much trouble, we can finally start to act, and the bad news is that it is almost dawn.
"We first go to the hospital to determine the safety of the driving, and then go to the intelligence station. They have blocked two attacks, and no one knows when the next time will start." Glenn was very anxious.
If it is normal, he should be divided into two groups, one to support GRS and the other to be responsible for Stevens' security. However, the performance of these armed groups just now made him know that these people are completely unreliable, and what happens at that time is likely to leave their people and run away directly.
To be continued...