The station manager believes that as long as he does not take the initiative to provoke, the intelligence station will not be attacked by militia groups, and he is very optimistic about the situation in Benghazi.
Although Long Zhan disagreed with the webmaster's judgment, he liked his idea very much.
The less trouble, the better.
"Don't worry, that's all the money you gave me. I don't want to risk my life. You're worried that I'll do something random. I hope you don't do anything wrong."
Long Zhan crossed his legs leisurely, completely ignoring the webmaster's warning.
"Very good, I hope you can do it."
The webmaster seemed to be used to GRS's peeing, so he didn't say much about Long Zhan's disrespect. He picked up two document bags and threw them on the table in front of Long Zhan.
"The bag on the left contains your ID and the two-week commission paid in advance. The bag on the right is the mission information. You can take it back to Woods and give it to Woods. He knows how to do it."
"OK!"
Long Zhan took the document bag, opened it, looked at it, stood up and left the webmaster's office.
10 minutes later.
All six members of the GRS team gathered in the operations conference room.
Captain Tyrone took the mission information and explained to everyone: "The mission is very simple, protect CIA officers Weiner and Gilani, and have a public meeting with the local oil company executive and his wife.
The venue was Pepe's restaurant, where Gilani had been "developing" him for months..."
(Development is code for espionage.)
After the mission briefing process was over, Tyrone looked at Long Zhan and said, "Gibran, this is your first mission and you are a new face here. Today you will play Gilani's husband and you will be responsible for personal protection."
"Oh, I lost the election. It was me last week." Tanto said with a disappointed look on his face.
"She's hot!"
Boone blinked from the dragon attack, with a hint of envy on his expression.
"That's great. I like hot girls the most. This seems like a good opportunity. I happen to be sleeping alone and can have some fun at night." Long Zhan said with a smile.
"She's not that easy to pick up. I've been here for almost two weeks and I still haven't gotten her right," Tanto said.
"Okay, listen to me."
Tyrone interrupted everyone's chat and began to arrange other people's tasks.
"Gibran will provide personal protection. Oz and Teague, you two go to explore the spot first. Boone and Tanto will follow behind and be responsible for covering outside."
"What about you?" Long Zhan asked.
"I am the driver, responsible for coordinating and commanding. I will send you there when the time comes," Tyrone said.
2:15 noon.
The action officially begins.
Oz and Teague first drove away from the intelligence station and went to Pepe's restaurant to set up locations and set up defenses, eliminating as many hidden dangers as possible.
About 10 minutes passed.
Weiner, who was only a little over 1.6 meters tall, and Gilani, who was over 1.7 meters tall and had a really hot figure with blond hair, got into the off-road vehicle driven by Tyrone.
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"Gibran, this is Sona Gilani, an American who grew up in France, and this is CIA officer Weiner."
Tyrone briefly introduced everyone, then started the vehicle and left the intelligence station, driving along the narrow road towards Pepe's restaurant.
Arriving at the street outside Pepe's restaurant, Weiner and Sona Gilani got out of the car and entered the restaurant together.
"We don't have enough time, so I won't talk nonsense. Today we must convince him to be ours," Weiner said as he walked.
"Is this too fast? If it's too fast, it might scare him away." Gilani said worriedly.
"It's okay, I'll take care of it."
Weiner turned around and glanced at Long Zhan, complaining: "I didn't remember this one before. I really don't understand, why do you have to keep changing bodyguards?"
Weiner's old habit of engaging in intelligence came back again, and he was always uneasy about strangers.
No matter how you look at it, Long Zhan is a very reliable bodyguard.
"The superiors think we need a nanny, but in fact we do. This kind of thing is not something we are good at," Gilani said.
"Okay, Kahlil Gibran, right? Just drink your coffee later, don't be too fussy, and don't say anything. I don't want anything to go wrong." Weiner warned in an official tone.
"If you don't want to be attacked by a gunman and have no one to protect you, or if you don't want to be beaten accidentally, I suggest you be polite."
Long Zhan looked at Weiner with a smile on his face, but the threat in his words was already obvious.
"you……"
Weiner turned around and looked at Long Zhan. He originally wanted to show off his official airs and have a bad temper, but when he saw Long Zhan's body that was as big as his own and GRS's history of peeing, his pupils shrank and he chose to shut up.
.
Outsourced employees are different from our own people, they will really do evil things if you piss them off.
"Okay, let's check the information."
Seeing that the two of them were in a bad mood, Gilani stood up to smooth things over and said: "My current name is Nashia, and I lobby for Iverson Mobil. Britt is my boss, and my name is Pete. You are my husband, Jack.
Don’t forget it.”
Britt is CIA officer Weiner.
Long Zhan, Weiner and Gilani walked and talked through a street and alley, and came to the store with the signboard of Pepe's Restaurant.
In a country that has been torn apart by a long civil war, the only place that can provide food is the restaurant.
The name of Peppa's restaurant is a restaurant. You might think it is the kind of indoor restaurant that you know, occupying a large area, but in fact it is not at all.
The restaurant is right next to the street, and the customers are sitting at tables along the street.
It's just a larger roadside stall.
The director of the oil company and his wife had already set up a table and were waiting here. When they saw Long Zhan and his party coming, they stood up and greeted them.
"Nice to see you again, Farid. Let me introduce you. This is my boss, Pete, and this is my husband, Jack."
"This is my wife, we are so happy to meet you, this is a great Italian restaurant, I hope you enjoy it."
After the two parties met and introduced themselves to each other, they quickly sat down and started chatting.
Long Zhan has many personal protection experiences and has received special VIP security training. He knows how to be a qualified personal bodyguard.
While in Veena, Gilani was on high alert while negotiating with oil executives.
Long Zhan entered the "bodyguard" state, and several other people from GRS were already in place at this time.
Tyrone's parking location was far away and he couldn't see the situation inside the restaurant. He could only call the vanguard to confirm the current status of each group.
That's why we use mobile phones instead of walkie-talkies or radios.
Mainly so as not to reveal your true identity.
In this city where the streets are full of militiamen, talking quietly while wearing headphones is more suspicious and taboo than talking on a mobile phone.