"Welcome all warriors to join us. You have come just in time."
The stationmaster, as the representative of the intelligence station, went up to greet him. He enthusiastically took the initiative to shake hands with everyone who got off the bus, and his expression showed happiness from inside to outside.
"North Africa never disappoints. It opens my eyes every time I come here."
Jason's words were clearly a compliment but actually a criticism, and they had a double meaning.
One is a secret satire on the "corruption" of Libya's interim transitional government. It was so easy to drive here, but it took several hours.
The other one also indirectly explained to the webmaster why it took so long to come.
What an old hermaphrodite!
When Jason was talking to the station commander, his eyes kept looking around the intelligence station, as if he was observing the terrain and environment, or looking for something.
Sonny's approach was more direct, shouting at the top of his voice: "Where are the Jedi guarding here? Why don't you come out and say hello?"
Everyone in GRS and DSS was already observing, and when they heard this, they all stood by the wall and said hello.
"Hey, guys, can we pack up and evacuate?" Tanto knew this was impossible, so he just said it deliberately to tease Mengzi.
"For the sake of God, take me back to Tripoli quickly. When you get there, I'll treat you to a treat and make sure you have a good time," Boone shouted.
"Thank you for coming, welcome." Tyrone said more formally.
"Hey, brothers, we meet again. I'm so surprised to see you here. Did you miss me, haha."
Long Zhan's way of greeting was unique, with a familiar kindness from inside to outside.
Tyrone, Tantor and others all heard it and realized that the person coming and Long Zhan were probably old acquaintances, and they also had incredible eyes.
Plus Jason and his group who got off the bus exuded a very unique aura.
The worry that had been lingering in my heart because the number of support people was too small began to calm down inexplicably at this moment.
This is a very strange feeling that cannot be described in words.
It can be understood as the sixth sense.
To put it simply, when I saw Jason and his friends, I knew that their origins were unusual, and I suddenly felt at ease.
It seems that with the presence of these pedestrians, no matter how big the problem is, it can be settled.
"Long, isn't tonight exciting? Have you taught these rookies a lesson? Let them know what real fighting is, haha."
Sonny and Long Zhan have a very good relationship, and they speak more directly due to their personalities.
Just calling them all rookies in front of everyone in GRS and DSS doesn't give these people any face at all.
If anyone else had said this, everyone at DSS might have been able to hold it in, after all, their abilities were average.
But everyone in the GRS is a combat veteran who has participated in actual combat in various commando units. Among them, Tyrone is also a real SEAL.
Being treated as a rookie by someone who shows no respect to Shan, he would definitely not be able to keep his temper and retaliate on the spot.
Even if these people are rescue troops!
But the strange thing is...
Sonny was outspoken and disparaging in person, but no one in Tyrone and the others refuted. At most, they only frowned and then felt relieved.
This posture is already very obvious, and he has basically accepted the title of rookie.
Long Zhan knew that Sonny's character was like this, and the atmosphere within DG itself was also like this. He only recognized his own people and ignored others.
You can understand it as arrogance!
It can also be understood as pride!
However, as a first-level combatant, they have this qualification.
"Tonight is just a warm-up. There are still big things to do next. I was a little worried at first, but now that you are here, it is basically stable."
After Long Zhan replied to Sonny, he shouted to Jason: "Boss, I'll come over to you in a minute and let's go have some fun together."
"OK!"
Jason was used to Long Zhan's unconstrained style, and looked forward to that gesture, and said to the stationmaster: "Are you the person in charge here? If so, please take us to understand all the situations first."
"Okay, okay, follow me this way."
Jason's whole person exuded competence and toughness, and the webmaster's momentum was directly suppressed to the bottom. He completely let go of his airs and was very cooperative.
As Jason followed the webmaster into the office building, Trent and Lei also greeted Long Zhan from afar and followed Jason in.
The two deltas wanted to run a few steps to the front, and walked forward side by side with the stationmaster.
The one with long hair said: "Webmaster, we have been ordered to destroy confidential documents. Please arrange for someone to take us there immediately."
Only Clay, who had the best relationship with Long Zhan, did not follow him in for the meeting.
Instead, he jogged all the way to the side of Building D, climbed up the iron escalator to the roof with nimble hands and feet, and strode towards Long Zhan.
As he walked, he joked humorously: "I traveled hundreds of kilometers to help you, but you didn't prepare any fireworks. It really disappoints me."
"Don't worry, there will be fireworks. I will take you to put them off myself in a moment."
Long Zhan put the gun on the ground and gave Clay a big hug. After that, he punched Clay twice in the chest. His casserole-sized fists made Clay grin.
"You are still so strong, like a grown-up Siberian bear." Clay said, rubbing his chest.
"Ha ha!"
Long Zhan laughed heartily, and it felt right. This was the way brothers chatted.
During this period, I first acted with Black Fox, and now I am fighting with DSS. Long Zhan has not felt this kind of "brotherhood" for a long time.
Clay and Long Zhan went from the Green Team to the B Team together and experienced too many things.
Ever since Long Zhan temporarily withdrew from Team B due to injury, Clay has been regretting Long Zhan's departure, and now his emotions are equally intense when they meet again.
Thousands of words finally turned into one sentence——
"Long, I'm so glad to see you again, and it's when you need help the most."
“It really came on time.”
Long Zhan patted Clay on the shoulder, pulled him to sit on the floor like a brother, and asked with concern: "We haven't seen each other for several months, how are you doing recently?"
"It's still the same, but without you, it lacks some passion."
Clay didn't hide his emotions. Team B didn't have the newcomer king Long Zhan standing in front of them, and he became the best newcomer.
Without the challenge goal in mind, it will naturally lead to the dissipation of passion.
"I'm quite passionate here. I just had a big fight not long ago. I was made a mess everywhere and almost exhausted myself to death. I really should let you experience it." Long Zhan teased.
"I'm not too late. The trouble isn't over yet, is it?" Clay said.
"That's right!"
Long Zhan put his hand on Clay's shoulder, whispered in his ear: "I'm going to do something big, are you interested in participating?"