(If the title is wrong, it cannot be changed. This is Chapter 903)
"It's all awesome to cheer me up. This is a rare opportunity for others to advertise for money. Don't mess it up." Xu Chuan shouted at the few crooked melons and cracked in the car.
In the past two years, Xu Chuan has been deliberately controlling the development of Umbrella, but even so, the scale of Umbrella has reached a time when it has to start expanding.
Development plans in the African region are the first step in this expansion.
Now we can take this opportunity to show Umbrella's strength. Of course, the target audience is not ordinary people, but Umbrella's potential customers, just like Nanshu Dan, who is currently negotiating cooperation, but is still skeptical about Umbrella's strength.
"I know the boss, I ask me to tell you that as long as you show your face, we will definitely be famous." Curtis was in a good mood, which means he could make a lot of extra money.
"Get out of here!" Xu Chuan stretched out his middle finger. Although many countries and organizations already knew that Umbrella and the boss of UC Technology were the same person, this does not mean that he needed to stand in front of the stage.
Of course, sooner or later, you will find that these two companies that seem to have no connections are the same boss. After all, their logos are the same, but that will happen in the future.
"Save the time, those people from the Nusra Front might be preparing for the third wave of attack." Xu Chuan patted the car door and told them to leave quickly. If both of them died, it would be money.
Xu Chuan didn't follow him, so there was no need for him to do such a small business.
He was drinking coffee in the company while watching the drone.
It is about four or five kilometers away from the intelligence station. It takes only a few minutes to drive. Curtis has already received the phone number of the intelligence station manager Bob and has already contacted him on the way.
"Hey, man, we're on the way, arrive in five minutes, you guys are ready."
There are two trucks, two SUVs and four armed pickup trucks, which are enough to pull these people away in one trip.
The people at the intelligence station were almost ready, and only the GRS was still maintaining their combat state. They all knew that the more they could not relax in the end, and those extremists were likely to be staring at them somewhere.
"I don't know if those guys are reliable." Tanto looked at the horizon that had already begun to shine, and kept talking in his mouth.
"After all those people in HCLI have opened such a high price, it doesn't seem like perfunctory." Ron replied, not afraid of the other party's high price, at least it can prove that they have the confidence that others do not have.
As they were talking, a slightly dull explosion suddenly came from the distance. Everyone in GRS looked in confusion in the direction of the sound, until a sharp whistling sound came from the air a few seconds later.
"Mortar!" Ron shouted directly, then quickly lie down on the spot with his head in his arms.
A few seconds later, an 81mm shell hit the wall of the yard and overturned a car parked there.
The shock wave shattered the windows of the building next to it, shocking the people inside.
Bob also lay on the ground with his cell phone, and many people in the room started to cry.
"HCLI, where are you? We were bombarded." Bob shouted with his cell phone.
Curtis over there had already heard the explosion, "I heard it, please be careful, we will deal with it." He said and hung up the phone.
"Hey hey...!" Bob shouted a few times with the phone. He lay in the corner and didn't dare to move. After hearing that there was no movement in the phone, he leaned over and pulled the intercom on the table to the ground.
"Ron, what the hell is going on?"
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"Boss, have you heard it?" Curtis contacted Xu Chuan with a walkie-talkie.
Xu Chuan has been staring at the situation near the intelligence station with a drone. The mortar is in an alley 1.5 kilometers away from the intelligence station. Someone is lying on the roof with a telescope to observe the bounce point, while the gunner is correcting the parameters.
This situation basically has no solution to GRS. If the opponent's shells are sufficient, it can really directly kill all the people in the intelligence station.
But in that case, wouldn’t Xu Chuan be embarrassed?
He was prepared for this situation. Umbrella's drone troops had already controlled the suicide drone to fly over the mortar position. If he wanted to kill the first shell from the Nusra Front, he would not be able to shoot out.
But in that case, wouldn’t Umbrella be worthless? Now that there is such a shell at the bottom, Americans will only feel the true value of the money spent.
With Xu Chuan's order, two drones quickly rushed towards the mortar.
Due to its size, the explosives loaded by this drone similar to cruise missiles are only equivalent to two 40mm grenades, but it is enough to deal with infantry.
One pounced on the ammunition box placed on the ground, and the other pounced on the surrounding crowd. Two explosions came from a distance, followed by a larger explosion, and two boxes of shells exploded.
The explosion of black smoke rushed into the air, a gap was blown out on the wall on the side of the road, and six or seven corpses were upside down on the ground, including the gunner and several top leaders of the Nusra Front.
The others were originally ready to attack again after the shells were shot, but now they don’t know what to do.
Everyone looked at each other at a loss, just as all their commanders were bombed into the sky.
While these extremists were hesitating, the convoy that temporarily sprayed the Umbrella logo arrived at the gate of the intelligence station. The fully armed Curtis jumped off the SUV and patted the door hard.
"Little Red Riding Hoods, I'm here to pick you up home." Curtis's loudspeaker voice spread throughout the street. Two armed pickup trucks carrying M2HB-QCB heavy machine guns crossed them to establish lines of defense in front of the wall.
After a while, the iron door was pushed open a little, and through the crack of the door, you could see two GRSs hiding behind the bunker, pointing at the door with muzzle.
These people are very careful and have not relaxed at this time, which shows their professional abilities.
Seeing that the guy in the lead was obviously an American, GRS let go of his guard.
"You guys came in time." Tanto complained, the shell just now almost scared him, and it was not a joke.
After struggling for a night, they were almost sent away by a mortar, and it was difficult to explain how desperate they were at that time.
"Hey, man, you should complain to your boss about this, not me." Curtis's stinky mouth, no one can make him suffer any loss except Xu Chuan.
Scott, who was sitting in the car, looked at Ranger's tattoo on Tanto's arm and complained directly, "Ranker's kittens, Dad is here to pick you up."
Tanto carried the rifle behind him, "Fuck you..." and rushed up to prepare for action.
Ron quickly dragged him behind him. Now is not the time to fight.
"Are you HCLI people?" He first looked at the armed personnel in the car. In addition to the black man standing under the car, there was also the guy who was very worthy of beating, and some of the others were Middle Eastern people. These people looked like mercenaries and their equipment was more American-oriented.
After taking a look at the sprayed sign on the car, Ron felt as if he had seen it somewhere.
But these are not very important now. He pushed Tanto behind and asked the uneasy person to shout out everyone.
Bob and other intelligence personnel didn't need anyone to greet them. They were already waiting in the yard with big and small bags prepared, and several women all shed tears of excitement.
Everyone started to board the bus, and there were two GRS SUVs in the intelligence station. For safety, they chose to drive themselves, including Bob, and as the webmaster, he now has some information that must be taken away in his bag.
"Webmaster, where did they come from?" asked a GRS. This group of people didn't look like HCLI people. They have been to the port in Benghazi. He has also seen HCLI people.
Bob looked out of the window, then took out a UC phone from his pocket, "Have you ever used a smartphone?"
Ron looked at the white umbrella pattern behind the fuselage and suddenly realized, "Hey, I said why do you look so familiar?"
But now a new problem has emerged, how could a mobile phone maker appear here?
Bob shook his head. He obviously knew the inside story, but he didn't want to say anything now.
The extremists saw people from the intelligence station getting on the bus from afar, but after the leader was gone, they didn't know what they were going to do now, and someone ran away with weapons.
However, there are also extremely extreme people who want to launch an attack regardless of the heavy machine guns on the two armed pickup trucks. All of these people were pressed to the ground by others, and then scolded these people in local language, "Are you blind? Didn't you see the pattern of that umbrella?"
Most of these people are native natives. To be honest, they may not know what the US military looks like, but they all know the legend of this pattern.
The U.S. military may just throw bombs on their heads, and the people represented by this pattern will really drag them out and pour them on the roadside with cement.
Umbrella's name is really a place where children can stop crying.
People like GRS don’t know, it’s just because they have been deployed in Benghazi for the longest time, only three months.
These surviving extremists just watched the convoy pull the Americans away from the scene. These people had no idea that there were many eyes in the sky looking at them, and as long as there was any abnormal movement, they would also be bombed into the sky.
"Ron, Ron, what happened to you? I heard the explosion." Glen Doherty, who was trying to transport Stevens to the airport, heard the explosion, contacted Ron as soon as possible. He could hear it was the sound of a mortar.
Ron was sitting in the car, "The matter has been resolved, we will take a boat from the port to Italy." He had no idea that he would evacuate one step ahead of the other party.
"Fuck, you're so lucky." Glenn cursed. He didn't ask about the specific situation because he was so angry that he was looking for an ambulance and needed a doctor with him. Stevens had not yet recovered his consciousness, but Tripoli asked him to transport the person back.
Two fully armed deltas guarded the door of the ward, looking like they were not close to strangers. Nearby patients and doctors and nurses basically walked around.
Several people from local armed groups were surrounding Glen Doherty for the final payment, but this guy was so annoyed that he would not have to pay the final payment after half of his work.
However, after a while he knew why. As the sun rose, more and more senior Benghazi leaders and pro-Western armed groups began to appear in the hospital. The relationship they had searched for for a night finally appeared.
Therefore, I asked him for the final payment because the armed organization I sent to was very clear about, and I may not be able to use them in the future.
Somewhere in the hospital, Alex was replying to Amanda, "The GRS people are staying in the ward, and I have no chance at all."
It was too late to give her the order. GRS had already arrived at the hospital. It was impossible for her to escape after killing Stevens under the strict guarding of so many people.
Amanda's emotions were not as irritable as Alex thought. When the extremists began to attack the intelligence station, she knew that things were in trouble, and these people were indeed unreliable.
The news that Stevens was sent to the hospital was received by the CIA, which put Amanda in a passive state.
But this matter has nothing to do with Alex. Implementing this plan is a requirement of the top. It makes a very simple thing so complicated, but there is indeed a problem.
Senator Madeline said that she had a very big temper, but Amanda just smiled. She gave the other party the right advice, but the other party insisted on doing it. Whether it was a senator or not, she should have already understood that it would be the right choice to leave this kind of thing to professionals.
To be continued...