Long Zhan performed outstandingly during Operation Irene, commanding the team to complete the impossible mission, and was seriously injured during the mission, which earned him the Navy Cross.
As participants, Sonny, Clay and Brian also each received a Silver Star.
Everyone is happy.
As DG's internal award ceremony, the procedure is not as complicated as outside. Please tell me that there will be a reception and banquet afterwards.
It's still the special forces style of acting, clean and neat without any sloppiness.
After hanging the medals on their clothes, the four of them gave speeches as winners, and the people below applauded to express their congratulations.
The entire award ceremony ended here, and everyone went back to their homes to find their mothers.
Long Zhan didn't even change into decent regular uniforms, so he was taken to the black team headquarters by Blackburn and conducted formal handover procedures with the black team squadron leader Gianfranco Chigoni.
The personal file was officially transferred to the black team, making Long Zhan officially a member of the black team.
The captain of the black team is a bald black man, about 40 years old, who looks rather old-fashioned and serious, without any smile on his face.
"Welcome to the Black Team."
Gianfranco spoke in a dry tone with no expression on his face. He picked up the mobile phone he had prepared in advance from the table and handed it to Long Zhan.
"The Sixth Special Service Group operates independently and is not part of the regular establishment. This mobile phone will be yours from now on. It will be your only communication channel with the Sixth Group.
If there is a task that you need to perform, your person in charge will contact you via mobile phone.
If you have nothing to do and want to find some work, you can also take the initiative to contact him and he will make arrangements for you. The phone number is already stored in it.
You don't need to come here to report normally. From now on, you are completely free. "
Originally, Long Zhan thought that handing over to the Sixth Special Service Group would require some complicated procedures. After all, it was a top-secret department.
As a result, the squadron leader of the black team in front of him could get it done in just a few words, which was easier than drinking water.
Long Zhan is really not used to it.
Seeing that there was no response from Long Zhan Cognition, Squadron Leader Gianfranco said again: "If you have nothing else to do, you can leave now."
"..."
This time, Long Zhan was even more speechless!
Does this make him a member of the Sixth Secret Service Team? Isn't this a bit too simplistic?
Long Zhan felt that he couldn't laugh or cry, and he wanted to ask what the sixth team of the special service looked like, and if he could meet the team leader to get familiar with each other.
But seeing that Gianfranco had already issued an eviction order, he would not get an answer even if he asked 80% of the time.
I could only hold a military mobile phone that was obviously customized and encrypted. I came in confused and left confused.
I remember when I first joined DG and entered Team B, Jason and other veterans came over to greet me.
The atmosphere in the team is very good.
Now joining the sixth special service team of the black team, I only saw the squadron leader during the whole process, and the others didn't even see a shadow.
Not to mention that Long Zhan was depressed, and anyone who came over would be fooled.
When Long Zhan returned from the base and waited until the next day, the military mobile phone he got back did not ring. The address book only had a contact named Kobe.
After waiting for a few more days, there was still no response.
Still confused about the sixth group.
The only thing he knew was that he was truly free.
There is no need to face random calls like before, there will no longer be regular postings, and there is no need to even go back to the base.
I have become a complete jobless vagrant, with a lot of free time every day.
So much so that in addition to satisfying Stella, Long Zhan can even often go to Mandy who is on vacation to deeply feel the body temperature between each other.
Stella is quite happy that Long Zhan can be by her side every day and no longer has to guard an empty bed alone.
They all began to enter the "good wife and loving mother mode", learning to cook at home whenever they had time, and "feeding poison" to Long Zhan in different ways every day.
When eating dishes prepared by a novice chef, you have to praise them vigorously in order not to dampen your enthusiasm.
Long Zhan feels like these days...
Even harder than in Mogadishu.
In order to find out the details of the Sixth Special Service Group as soon as possible, and to escape from the "claws" of Miss Stella, the chef, and no longer have to eat those weird-tasting foods.
After waiting for a week, Long Zhan took the initiative to call Kobe, the only contact on his phone.
As soon as the call was connected, the other end said proactively: "Congratulations, Mr. Gibran, for breaking a new record."
His voice sounded unusually hoarse and deep. He was at least 50 years old. He was very familiar with Dragon War information and could call him by his first name from the beginning.
"New record? What do you mean?" Long Zhan didn't understand.
"Your patience is better than I thought. I didn't expect that you could hold back for a week before calling. Among the team members I am responsible for, the most I could hold back was four days."
Kobe is the exact opposite of the captain of the black team. He speaks in a relaxed tone and is a cheerful and talkative person.
It broke Long Zhan's imagination that the secret contact person should speak very little and give people a very mysterious feeling, the kind of image that makes people unable to figure out.
"I'm not interested in this record."
Long Zhan was not interested in chatting with him, so he got straight to the point and said, "I've been so idle recently that my bones are almost rusty. Is there any work that allows me to go out and do some activities?"
What kind of existence the Sixth Special Service Group is can be figured out after performing one or two missions.
"It's refreshing enough."
Kobe admired Long Zhan's straightforwardness and said after a while of typing on the keyboard: "I happen to have a mission in hand, which is very suitable for you."
"Tell me about it." Long Zhan said.
"The overseas anti-drug operation is located in Kenya. The departure time is 3 pm tomorrow. The task is not difficult. It is to protect CIA senior agent Helen Grimaud to complete the operation. The specific details of the task will be answered in due course.
Oh, by the way, Helen's codename is Black Fox, a very sexy little wild cat. If you weren't older, I wouldn't be willing to give you this task. "
Kobe's age-old voice made him talk dirty, giving people the impression of being old and disrespectful.
"How much is the commission?"
What Long Zhan cares about most is money. Women are little wild cats or something like that. They are just condiments.
"The mission is not too high-risk, and Black Fox will handle all expenses during the process, so the commission is not high, only 100,000 US dollars. After completion, it will be transferred to your designated account, and the IRS will help you handle it," Kobe said.
100,000 US dollars is indeed not a lot, but it is just right to try out.
What's more, no matter how few mosquito legs there are, they are still meat.
"Okay, I'll take it. Where will we start tomorrow? Should I go alone?" Long Zhan asked.
"Bay Island, Naval Air Station, I will prepare the plane for you there. Helen will set off with you. I wish you a pleasant journey."
After Kobe finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
