Since joining GRS as a retired special forces soldier, Tyrone has been on duty many times.
There had been no major danger before. At most, the intelligence personnel were attacked on their way back and there was a brief firefight.
This was Tyrone's first time encountering such a large-scale attack.
Since the attack broke out, Tyrone's biggest feeling has not been the fear of the rushing mob, but the broken family caused by the death.
I am worried that if I die here, my two daughters will lose their father's company and will not be able to have the perfect childhood that normal children should have.
When he was threatened by a heavy machine gun and put into danger, Tyrone's fear reached its peak.
Now as the adrenaline wears off and thoughts of homesickness begin to rush through the boss, Tyrone has developed a strong intention to quit. .
If you can successfully evacuate from here, take a flight back to the United States.
Tyrone will resign and leave GRS to truly integrate into social life in order to let his daughters have father's love and be able to accompany them throughout their growth.
Even if I continue to sell insurance, I don’t want to put myself in danger again.
If Long Zhan knew Tyrone's thoughts now, he would definitely extend an olive branch to him as soon as possible and book him a satisfactory contract.
Long Zhan's goal is to set up a pmc company, and a legal private military company not only needs "contract workers" who can carry guns and go out to fight, but also "temporary workers" who can be called in to help at any time when the number of people is not enough.
There is a greater need for a large number of "office workers" who can sit in the company and perform logistical work.
With Tyrone's experience as a retired Navy SEAL, coupled with such a family-oriented and responsible sense of responsibility, he can undoubtedly become a qualified logistics personnel.
Tyrone was stimulated and his mood fluctuated, and he sat there with Tanto and chatted about home affairs.
The office lobby of the main building has become a mess.
The sound of the aerial bomb exploding just now was really scary. The intelligence officers inside the house felt it even more intensely than outside.
Under the violent explosion, the whole house shook violently.
For those who had not experienced the war, that moment seemed like the end of the world.
More than 20 intelligence officers were so frightened that their faces changed drastically. None of them could keep their emotions calm. As the boss, the webmaster was also panicked.
"Everyone come here..."
The stationmaster swept away all the items on the conference table and spread a military map flat on the table.
He loudly said to everyone: "Help me mark the area around Libya, the air force bases, quick reaction forces, naval aircraft carrier combat groups, and all military units that can provide help, now, immediately."
"Here, in Benhaz, Croatia, there is a US military direct attack force. It only takes two hours to fly over."
An intelligence officer wearing glasses drew a circle on the map with a red pen.
"Aviano, there are also quick reaction troops here." A female intelligence officer with short hair drew a circle with a red pen in another place.
"Signella, there is an air force base here, which is a quick response base. They have an F16 on standby all year round. It only takes 20 minutes to get here."
The place the bald black intelligence officer mentioned only takes 20 minutes to fly over. The webmaster who had not expressed his position suddenly became emotional.
"Contact me immediately, speed."
"Okay, right away."
Upon hearing the stationmaster's urging instructions, the bald intelligence officer immediately picked up the phone and entered the string of numbers in his mind into the phone.
When the call reached the base, the bald black man handed the phone to the station manager.
"Signera Base, this is the Benghazi Intelligence Station. We need your help here. You are the closest. It only takes 20 minutes to fly here. Please send fighter jets immediately for support."
The webmaster was really anxious now. He didn't say any nonsense and stuck to the topic as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Benghazi Intelligence Station, we have not been notified of resources to go to, we do not have the right to fire, and we cannot provide you with help."
The reply on the phone was calm, which was incompatible with the anxiety in the office hall.
"You don't have to launch a missile attack, you don't even need an aerial machine gun. You just need to fly low overhead to let the bastards outside the door know that we are not alone, and they will be scared to death and stop attacking." Station Chang explained.
"We need permission. Do you have permission? Permission to dispatch us for support."
"My authority?"
Things have already reached this point, and the U.S. Air Force base as a friendly force is still doing this. The station commander is so angry that his neck is thick.
Although he wanted to catch the person on the other end of the phone and curse him, he thought that he had something to ask for, so he could only hold it in.
He took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, suppressed the anger that was about to explode in his heart, and said helplessly and angrily: "I only have one authority...
If you don't send F16 to support, all Americans here will die, including me who is talking to you, go to hell with your md permissions. "
In the end, the webmaster couldn't hold it back and blasted several Faqs in a row.
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Benghazi Airport.
4:25 am.
"Jie, we can't wait any longer. Did you hear the explosion just now? There may have been a big change over there."
Lei is a relatively calm person in the B team and never has any big mood swings.
But listening to the constant gunshots and various scattered explosions, especially the last one, it was like a big explosion like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
Even if Lei was not at the scene of the battle, he could imagine how bad the situation of the intelligence station was at this moment.
"Yes, can't wait any longer."
As a person with the most irritable personality, Sonny was almost bursting with anxiety at this moment.
He echoed: "It's been almost three hours since we arrived at this place, and these idiots outside are still arguing endlessly. By the time they discuss how to divide the money, I'm afraid we don't even have to go there, and people will be dead long ago. ."
"The government personnel on the committee have not shown up, and it is impossible for outsiders to discuss the results." Trent said.
"Do we really need their help? We never go out on a mission alone. I think we will be safer without the stupid pigs outside. At least if we go there earlier, we can still help."
Being strong is the main characteristic of Clay's character, but what he said is not an exaggeration.
Especially the last sentence, going there early could help, and Jason, who was still hesitant at first, finally made a decision.
"Brock, you stay here and wait for the results. The others follow me, and we'll go there in the car first."
Jason issued two orders in succession, leaving one person waiting here to bring reinforcements later, and the others would follow him.
This arrangement is indeed stable and more reasonable.
He is worthy of being an old captain!
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