At this critical moment when time is at stake, half an hour has passed, and the anti-government armed forces still have not come up with a plan.
No matter which country this is placed in, it is nonsense.
As the saying goes: The more capable a person is, the greater his personality...
Among the first-level special forces, Jason's temper is considered to be very good, and he rarely loses control of his emotions.
But the actions of the militia leaders in front of him made Jason's defenses broken again.
Anger is rising to the top of my head!
"Hey, what on earth are you doing? Where is the car we need? We flew more than 600 kilometers here, not to watch you quarrel."
Jason's face was livid with anger, and he roared angrily and rushed towards the leaders, as if if you don't send a car, I will force you to come.
The liaison officer, who had been communicating and supervising at the side, saw Jason's expression was wrong and rushed over to stop him.
Explained: "The anti-government bureaucracy is so rotten that no one has been sent here until now. These militia leaders refuse to obey anyone and have been arguing about who will send people and vehicles, who will go in front, and who will get the most."
money……"
"Damn it, there's no time, you go over now and tell them to hurry up."
Jason couldn't listen anymore and interrupted impatiently. At this time when his life was at stake, he was still arguing about interests, which would only make him more and more angry.
Sent a liaison officer over to urge them, Jason told Lei who was following him: "Keep an eye on them. Libya is too chaotic now. We can't tell who is the enemy and who is a friendly force. I don't want to fall into the trap of a thief."
car."
"OK, leave it to me." Lei nodded in agreement.
Brock, Trent, Clay and Sonny, who were standing on the sidelines not far away, looked ugly at this time. They were all very angry at the "rottenness" of the Libyan Anti-Government Committee.
If we didn't have to rely on the help of these bastards, we would have sent an escort to take them to the intelligence station.
Clay and Sonny, who are very worried about the safety of their good brothers, may have already rushed forward to let these Libyan anti-government leaders know what a fist as big as a casserole is.
It was precisely because of this concern that Jason resisted the urge to rush forward and beat someone.
Then the liaison officer came up to stop him, and he used the donkey down the slope to stop his thoughts of rushing forward.
Benghazi has now set off an anti-American trend, and militiamen hostile to the United States can be seen everywhere on the streets. Without the escort of the anti-government armed forces, their eight-person rescue team would not have been able to reach the intelligence station.
Even if we fight our way in with strong combat power, we won't be able to rescue dozens of people at the intelligence station by then.
Seeing that the bosses in front of him were still arguing and that he urgently needed their help, Jason could only dial the satellite phone again.
"Embassy, we have landed in Benghazi, but now there is a serious problem..."
Jason's road to rescue was bumpy and bumpy all the way. After solving many problems, he finally arrived in Benghazi, but now new problems have arisen.
He had to continue to contact the embassy and put pressure on the Libyan anti-government through the political level.
The intelligence station soon learned of the situation, and Gilani also organized people to contact various anti-government militia groups and promised them various benefits.
No matter who comes to take them to the airport, they will definitely be given a satisfactory price.
The U.S. government has always been famous for its deep pockets, and the CIA is one of the most famous foreign agencies in the United States. Gilani's words are quite confident.
However, although the bait was thrown out, due to some concerns, no one agreed on the spot.
Whether any fish will take the bait in the end, only God knows.
After all, a certain Middle Eastern religious group is not a small fish, and its influence in Benghazi is extraordinary. Helping the Americans now is tantamount to going against it.
Due to these concerns, other militia organizations need to think carefully before sending troops to help.
If you offend a certain Middle Eastern religious group, can you get enough gains?
Profit is always the core!
The arrival of the rescue force in Benghazi was a big event. The news had already reached the intelligence station, and Long Zhan, as one of the core members, naturally knew about it.
But he didn't expect that the person coming over was his old buddy from Team B.
With the news that the rescue team has arrived, we can recall the memories of this attack in our previous life.
Long Zhan has basically determined that as long as they can continue to hold on to the intelligence station until dawn, they will be able to escape this major crisis.
As for why Long Zhan was so sure, the rescue force was sure that the rescue force would come after dawn.
The reason is actually very simple.
For humans who evolved from apes, the fear of darkness is deep in their bones.
Long Zhan could basically guess that the Libyan anti-government militia groups did not dare to send troops to escort them at this time because they were worried that they would be attacked by surprise when they went out at night.
As long as the night dissipates after dawn, you won't be afraid of being attacked when you go out.
Among the anti-government militia groups who have been tempted by profits, there must be courageous warriors who are not afraid of religious groups and will stand up and work hard for money to escort American rescue troops.
After confirming when the rescue would arrive, Long Zhan felt completely relaxed.
He was convinced that with the existing ammunition and personnel, as long as the enemy did not use any unexpected special means, it would be impossible to capture the intelligence station before dawn.
Tyrone, who learned that the rescue team was blocked at the airport, was not optimistic about the next battle because he had the Eye of God like Long Zhan.
Instead, I became worried!
After a period of confusion, he deliberately ran down from the roof, asked the logistics staff for two cups of coffee, and made a special trip to find the webmaster.
At this time, the webmaster has been completely defeated and is now extremely decadent and discouraged.
A man was hiding in his office, lying on the sofa with the door closed, without even turning on the lights. The dark room just matched his mood.
"The consulate was ransacked, and the sharks smelled blood, so they all came over. You have handled it well."
Seeing how decadent the webmaster was, Tyrone couldn't bear to get straight to the point.
After a few words of comfort, he handed over the coffee.
The stationmaster took the coffee and held it in his hand without drinking it. He said with a dull expression: "The team from Tripoli is now trapped in the airport. They are completely unfamiliar with this place and need an escort to lead the way..."
Having said this, the webmaster smiled helplessly, looked at Tyrone and asked, "Tyrone, does this situation give you a feeling of deja vu?"
Tyrone also laughed after hearing this.
They were surrounded at the intelligence station and were in urgent need of rescue troops. However, the troops who came to rescue were unable to move because there was no one to protect them.
Those who come to save people also become the ones being saved.