John Potter was very confused. Although Hex's charming body made him extremely excited, as a man he really didn't want to be pressed down all the time.
Being used as a tool made him feel a little insulted, second only to the time when he joined Branch 20. The psychiatrist believed that his lack of self-confidence and lack of sexual love might affect the mission, so he directly arranged for a female agent who was good at sex. To him, I still felt that I was still charming.
He still remembered the nurse's name, Dani.
"I'll have someone contact Jimal again tomorrow." This woman is really crazy.
Hex lay naked on the bed, his cheeks were reddish, and he looked more feminine than usual. "Can you still find him?" Normal informants would have disappeared long ago if something like this happened.
"What he has in his hands can only be sold to us, no one dares to take it over." Of course, there are some extremists who want to bid, but as long as Guimard still has a shred of sense, he should know what the right choice is and take some money. Can't spend it either.
A charming smile appeared on Hex's face, and he wrapped himself around Potter's back like a snake, "That's good." Feeling Potter's resistance, Hex smiled like a witch, "This time I under."
Just when the two people were fully communicating about hormones, they didn't know that Guimard would definitely not show up.
"Who can tell me, what the hell is going on?" Xu Chuan looked at the corpse in a strange posture on the ground. A living person must not be able to do it.
A Yemeni soldier looked at Xu Chuan with sweat on his face and kept explaining that this guy, whose name he didn't know yet, wanted to jump out of the car and escape halfway.
This story tells us that if you jump out of a car traveling at 70 kilometers per hour, if you are not Jackie Chan, it is easy for your head to fall into your neck.
Guimard actually didn't want to do this, but when the convoy got closer and closer to Sirte, he had no choice but to give it a try. Now that Sirte is still controlled by the government forces, then this group of soldiers who attacked the National Army camp , most likely a mercenary hired by Khamis.
If Khamis saw him, it would not be as simple as death.
Xu Chuan looked depressed. He originally planned to go back to Sirte to interrogate this guy again. He ran out of the National Army camp in the middle of the night, driving a Land Rover Defender and a driver. He might be someone from the Libija government who was planning to defect. This Don't give him a hard knock.
It's a pity. Let's bury it. Well, let's raise it up. Let him merge with the heaven and earth. It can be regarded as a good deed.
Masuku looked at Xu Chuan with a constipated expression on his face. He was really not an ordinary person who could talk about destroying corpses and eradicating traces in such a fresh and refined way, although he didn't understand what this had to do with accumulating merit.
Pour gasoline on it and burn the disemboweled body (it can easily explode if not cut open) to medium rare. It is actually difficult to burn the body to ashes using only gasoline.
"Okay, let's do that." He asked people to dig a hole on the side of the road and throw the body that had shrunk to the size of a monkey into it.
"By the way, let's take a photo of him. Go back and find out who it is." Xu Chuan was curious about how much he owed someone. He would rather die than go to Sirte.
Masuku handed him a briefcase, which was in the man's car. The driver had already hung up at the beginning.
He had been sleeping in the car and didn't take this person seriously at all, so he died like this. It was such a pity.
After getting in the car again, Xu Chuan took out the contents of his briefcase, including some paper documents, a mobile phone and a USB flash drive.
After flipping through a few documents, some of which were inventory information, some of which were personnel information, and photos and other things, Xu Chuan whistled, "Oh, I didn't expect it to be a hot potato."
"What?" asked Swag sitting next to him.
Handing over the document, "This time I know why SOG is there."
Swag took it over. The above content was about Wodan, located in the Jufra Oasis in central Libiya. There is an underground bunker that stores biological and chemical weapons, which contains a large amount of VX poison gas.
"Oh, damn, this is really annoying." Swag cursed.
Is there VX gas in Kadazou?
No matter what, the problem is that the rocket in the photo is an M55 rocket, which is the VX poison rocket currently in service in the US military. How did this damn thing appear here?
"These arms dealers really dare to sell anything!" Xu Chuan sighed with emotion. Of course, it is also possible that the US military itself sold it directly. Throughout the history of the US military, this kind of thing has not been done before.
Xu Chuan put the document back in his briefcase and stuffed it into a backpack. "Tell Masuku that this person's affairs are strictly confidential. This group of Yemeni soldiers will return to the training camp in the name of vacation. Let's leave the rest of the matter first." Just let it go."
Once again, the plan failed to keep up with the changes, which was really bad luck. There was no need to think about profit in this matter, just think about how to get rid of yourself first.
If Bald Eagle knew that he understood their PY transaction, Umbrella would still have a way to survive. Xu Chuan covered his face, what the hell is this?
The good mood originally generated by having completed the military operation against the National Army was completely ruined by this incident.
No matter what, Umbrella must not be related to this person.
"What if you just burn the files and pretend you don't know?" Swag came up with an idea.
Shaking his head, "The documents are not the point. This person appeared there, and we were there, and then he disappeared. What do you think Langley thinks?"
"We must be destroyed first and then we can talk about it." Can you expect the CIA to talk to you about evidence?
Xu Chuan kept cursing in his heart, but it was of no use, so he had to think of another way.
In Sirte, in Umbrella's command center, Xu Chuan sat on a chair and took off his military boots and put his feet on the table. Nikita frowned and kicked his chair down, "Hurry up and take a shower. You're already sour." This taste is really a bit strong.
Xu Chuan got up from under the table and said, "Can you respect me as the boss?" Believe it or not, I will deduct your dividends, but he still took his shoes and cursed and went to take a shower.
"This guy is in a bad mood. What happened?" Nikita looked at the others.
Swag shrugged, "Let him tell you, it's a bit troublesome." After that, he stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower too. It's been almost a week in the desert."
This is the best hotel in Sirte. It has not been affected by the war, and various services are relatively complete. Umbrella's simple command center module is located here and has not been moved into the military camp.
The technical department led by Birkhoff has completed the modular design of the command system, which can select appropriate equipment for combination according to the scale of the task. It is currently in the experimental stage, and the effect is not bad.
The war in Sirte has not yet reached its peak. As the hometown of Kadazou, it is the place where he has the most supporters and will become the hardest nut for the opposition.
At present, the two sides are still evenly matched, but with the intervention of NATO, the balance will definitely tilt towards the opposition. Umbrella will definitely withdraw from Sirte before that day comes.
The last battle of Sirte was the last large-scale battle of the entire Libiyan War. Nearly 20,000 opposition opponents besieged thousands of government troops. The battle lasted for more than a month. If it weren't for NATO's air support, these idiots would have been able to It’s really hard to say that it can’t be beaten down.
Four hours later, Xu Chuan, who had had a good sleep, appeared in the command center again. Now only the core members of Umbrella were left here, and they needed to discuss something.
Xu Chuan continued to put his feet in flip-flops on the conference table. Nikita was helpless, so it was better to ignore him and talk about business.
"We have evaluated the operation in the past half month, and nearly half of the arms supplies of the National Army have been destroyed by us." Various data and maps were displayed on the screen, pointing to the road connecting Ojira to Ajdabiya. "The surrounding gangs that have problems with us have basically been wiped out."
Why is it basic? Because some of them are deliberately left behind. If they are all killed, these territories that Umbrella cannot occupy will only be used cheaply by local tribes to arm themselves.
It might as well be like this. The remaining people were so frightened that they did not dare to approach this road at least for a certain period of time.
Transportation lines have been restored, and all parties have
I'm very happy. With a group of cents missing, everyone's income has increased again. Who cares whether the corpses hanging on both sides of the road are the murderers who attacked Umbrella.
"It's good. At least we will share the accounts for the next batch of arms." HCLI was very happy. This is all business. If you don't consume the inventory, how can I sell my things?
On the whole, half a month has been fruitful. If I hadn't encountered that last thing, it would have been perfect.
"Let's talk about the two NATO people in Misrata first." One is Heix, whom everyone here has seen, Michael's friend Yishuang, and the other British one is unknown, Burkholder. My husband is querying the database.
At this time, Masuku raised his hand and said, "Boss, I know this man, John Porter, a former member of the SAS, who saved my life before. At that time, he was working for a department called Branch 20."
What the hell is John? Can you be more thoughtful when choosing a name? Xu Chuan can no longer complain.
"What is Branch 20?" A group of people asked in a hurry.
It seems to be a new department of the security department of the Republic of China that specializes in external operations. Simply put, it does dirty work. Generally speaking, the consequences of doing this kind of work are not good, especially because of the tradition of being inhumane.
"Okay, then it seems that these two people were in contact with the deceased, but they were interrupted by us." The drone picture was very clear. After the man got off the car, he said something to Hex If so, the transaction is definitely not completed.
"Have you read those documents? Did you find anything?"
Nikita nodded, "I guess you haven't finished reading it. The later stuff is more interesting."
The document not only contains information about biological and chemical weapons, but also the defense plans of the government forces, as well as the structural diagram of the Aziziya Barracks, where Kadazou currently lives.
