Long Zhan's teasing had some effect, making Clay realize his current "little brother position" clearly, and finally stopped dreaming of pulling up a hammock and lying down to sleep.
I asked Diaz for an Ambien (sleeping pill) and honestly "tied" myself to a chair.
22 hours later.
Monrovia, the capital of Liberia.
The C17 transport plane carrying Long Zhan and his party crossed the entire Atlantic Ocean and finally arrived at its destination, stopping at the capital military airport.
Everyone put their luggage in the dormitory and had breakfast. It was already 8 am.
The task is time-sensitive and must be acted upon as soon as possible.
The four-person intelligence team foreign aid headed by Mandy and the first-level combatants of the action team commanded by Eric, including two new foreign aids Long Zhan and Clay, were all summoned to a temporary command center in a warehouse.
Although this command center was temporarily renovated, it still has everything it needs.
Especially the African-style two-story building model placed on the left side of the meeting, with a height of about 1.5 meters, its level of detail is very expensive.
The basic situation has been announced before departure, and everyone has arrived at the meeting to get straight to the topic.
The intelligence team transferred the real-time surveillance footage from the drone to the LCD monitor in front of the conference room. The clarity of the footage was pretty good, but the Lionheart's location could not be seen.
Various gray, black, and brown mist-like gases obscured the entire station.
"These are not clouds, they are smoke. The whole city is in flames. This is obviously intentional. The smoke prevents drones from taking high-altitude shots."
The introduction is a male intelligence officer, who is responsible for the tracking work here.
That natural curly black hair is very recognizable.
"This is indeed a big trouble. If we can't confirm Samir's appearance, we won't be able to carry out the operation." Every operation requires the permission of one party, and the one Mandy mentioned is the CIA.
"Are you kidding me?"
Jason stood up from his chair, stared at Curly Hair with an unhappy expression and said, "Why didn't you tell us about such a big thing in advance?"
"Two hours ago in the early morning, we could still clearly see the craters in the smoke. But just an hour before your arrival, a large number of civilians started setting fires in the town where Lionheart King was stationed. Now even Lionheart King All the soldiers from the camp joined in.”
The curly intelligence agent said that he was a rogue, and Long Zhan couldn't help but sigh secretly when he heard this: "There are no sophisticated weapons that can bring down the drone, so we just use local methods to make the high technology of this era ineffective.
Even if you can see people with thermal imaging, it's useless if you can't tell who's on top. This General Lionheart King really has two brushes. "
The Lionheart King used local methods to suppress high technology, making Long Zhan realize that the "black brother" was also growing up.
Although he himself knew the plot of this mission, facing such a cunning General Lionheart, the actual operation would still be very risky.
In order not to cause you to die before you leave the battlefield, you must be cautious and cautious again.
At the same time, I also started to recall the plot of the TV series, trying my best to find out every detail of this operation to see if there was a chance to get Samir's gold.
Even the CIA attaches such importance to it, so the amount of gold will certainly not be small.
Maybe we can take off directly from the spot!
Even though he already has a guarantee of 10 million US dollars, he still wants to snatch food from the powerful CIA tiger's mouth. If he is not careful, he may be shattered to pieces.
but……
Who would mind having too much money?
If Mandy's information is true and Samir has really saved up his gold wealth for 20 years, then it is indeed worth the risk for Long Zhan.
As for how to not disturb others during the action, complete your small actions quietly.
Long Zhan is thinking of a plan!
At this time, Lei suddenly remembered something, stood up and asked Curly Intelligence Agent: "Did you just say that Lionheart's soldiers also joined in and set fire to it?"
"Yes, the large number of rubber products makes it impossible for drones to observe."
Curly's answer inspired Mandy, and she also thought of what Lei was thinking, and said excitedly: "This means that Lionheart is covering Samir in advance, and Samir is likely to appear soon. "
"It's not likely, but it's certain."
Seeing that the situation was not as bad as he imagined, Jason's mood eased a lot. He smiled confidently and boldly, put his hands on his hips and said to Lei, "Since the drone has no effect, how about we go on our own?"
"On the ground?"
Before Lei could answer, Mandy was startled and said nervously: "That's the territory of General Lionheart. Your appearance is so different from the locals that it's impossible to get close to the target building.
If your identity is exposed, not only will this mission face failure, your life safety will also be threatened. "
Mandy's concerns are well-founded.
In the world of black people who are so thin because they don't have enough to eat, Ray, a lean black man, is okay. Jason, Sonny, Long Zhan and other white and muscular people are tall and strong, and they are not ordinary people at first glance. Asian.
Walking in is like lighting a 100-watt incandescent lamp in the dark.
Don't be too conspicuous!
"Clay, I think before the mission, we can jump into the crude oil and take a bath and have a black man's quick fix, what do you think, haha."
Foreign aid was not qualified to participate in the action discussion, so Long Zhan simply joked with Clay.
"I don't want to enjoy your black quick fix. If I have to make a choice, I would rather fight head-on with Lionheart's army."
Clay curled his lips, expressing strong disgust.
Long Zhan and Clay started chatting out of boredom. At Jason's suggestion, the official members of Team B had already discussed the actual action plan.
A second-hand 8-seater minivan, which Jason ridiculed as "Slubby", had serious paint peeling off. The glass on both sides of the car was covered with cloth.
Everyone is equipped with a set of traditional local cloth robes and turbans, and they put them on after they are fully equipped.
There were five official members of Team B plus two foreign aids. When it got completely dark at night, the seven people set off in a broken van.
have to say.
This is indeed courageous enough.
