Chapter 895: Abandoned Son (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
Chapter 895 Abandoned Son (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)
Christopher Stevens, the newly appointed U.S. ambassador to Benghazi, is sending his 511th email to his boss behind the scenes. In addition to tracking the batch of Stinger missiles, the content also explains the temporary diplomatic facility where he is currently located. The number of security guards is too small and more manpower is needed.
After closing the computer, Mr. Dashu leaned on the chair in his office with a dejected look on his face. He didn’t like this place at all, but he definitely couldn’t leave before wiping his **** off.
Because that batch of missiles was handed over to the Ansaral-Sharia organization through his hands, and the one who gave him instructions behind the scenes was the current Senator Madeleine Pierce.
He needs to find all the remaining missiles, but who knows where the **** things are now.
Stevens found the Ansar leaders through an intermediary, but the other party refused to admit that they were responsible, and the missiles were nowhere to be found.
He stood up and walked to the window. Outside was a large swimming pool. The conditions of this temporary diplomatic facility covering an area of 9 acres were very good, but the security was a bit rudimentary. He only had a four-person security team affiliated with Diplomatic Security Orange. (DSS), and the security work at the front and rear doors of the building can only be left to people from the local armed organization 'February 17th Brigade'.
But can you expect someone with a daily commission of only 28 US dollars and who has their own bullets to work hard for you?
The replies to the emails I sent before were all about being arranged and waiting for a while, because Washington is cutting funding, etc. Anyway, it is almost impossible to increase manpower in just one sentence, and now the recipients of many emails have stopped replying.
He can only place his hope now in the CIA intelligence station 1.9 kilometers away from him, where there is a battle-hardened GRS team.
Picking up the coffee on the table and drinking it all, Stevens walked out of the room and said to a DSS agent, "Scott, I'm going to Tripoli. You go and prepare."
There is no other way, no matter how reluctant you are, there is still some work to be done. If you do not solve this matter, your political career will be over.
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In Washington, Senator Madeleine Pierce was discussing Libija with several other people, including the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, two people from the American military, and the current commander of the 'organization' sitting across the conference table. Amanda.
Amanda watched these people whispering to each other, their faces expressionless but they were complaining in their hearts. Now that I think of her, didn't she act like she could solve it by herself when something went wrong?
This matter is not as simple as Stevens thought. It is not only about retrieving the remaining missiles, but also how they deal with the upcoming attack from the Republic D.
The best way is to let all the people who handle this matter disappear, so Stevens will never be able to wait for the security personnel he wants.
An aide came over and whispered something to Senator Madeleine, referring to the email sent by Stevens.
“No need to reply to the other party.”, Madeleine whispered.
Stevens has become an outcast, and Madeleine doesn't want to hear any news about him now. He has caused such a big trouble, and the problem has not been solved yet.
“Amanda, we don’t want this to have a negative impact on us and become an excuse for our president to cut the military budget.”
Amanda straightened her waist slightly and nodded seriously, "I understand, Senator."
"Our last operation in Bai'e was very successful. I hope we won't be disappointed this time." After Madeline finished speaking, she began to discuss something with the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff sitting aside, but Amanda knew she should leave. .
"Successful? Where is the success? Just because the executor is her son, so those problems can be ignored?" Amanda got into her car and said to herself, "It's good to have a good background. "
Back at the base in New Jersey, Amanda called Alex over. This time she was not going to send Sean Pierce over.
“There is no way, I can’t guarantee that our Mr. Justice will rescue Daxi like a cowboy.” Amanda said.
Alex is not very interested in this matter. All her thoughts are now on the Zettloff Group.
However, Amanda's words made her change her mind, "After this incident is over, I will fully support you in regaining Zetlov."
Alex thought for a moment and then replied, "Well, it's a deal."
…
Umbrella's oil field in Lipia Ogila seems to have expanded several times in size compared to last time. The surrounding area is no longer an uninhabited desert, and some tribes have begun to gather around it.
There is not only water here, but also countless oil well workers who have money but no place to spend it, and a large number of PMCs responsible for security.
These are all consumers, from food and beverages to daily necessities, to ladies and sisters who help people solve their stress. An ecological chain has been formed around this place.
Umbrella's camp has been moved outside the oil field, and the entire area is now planned more rationally.
The camp is surrounded by anti-riot walls filled with sand. The modular design is easy to disassemble and assemble.
Xu Chuan's arrival did not attract too many people's attention. After all, many people did not know him.
John Smith has already gone to Europe, and the person in charge here is Felix Masuku. Since the training camp in Africa needs someone to be in charge, Masuku, a native of Zimbabwe, is also half a local.
So, the daily affairs here are left to him, which is why he doesn't often go on missions with Xu Chuan and others.
“Boss, long time no see.” Masuku greeted warmly.
Xu Chuan sat down in the command center and wiped the sweat from his head, "This place is still so hot."
Located in a desert, the climate here is dry and hot, and even sweat is easily evaporated by the sun, so it is particularly easy to become dehydrated if you don't pay attention to sun protection.
Smith took Parker and Swager to Europe. Williams and Sanborn were still in the United States and had not returned. There were not many people left here. The others were soldiers recruited from other countries, mostly Yemenis. Some are European and American, mostly Americans.
There are also some personnel recruited in Africa. These people will first go to training camps in the border areas of Algeria and Tunisia, where they will become temporary employees after completing all assessments.
The entire camp in Ojila has about 120 personnel. Except for a platoon-level combat unit of 40 people, the rest are logistics and technical personnel.
Curtis walked in from the outside. The only core members of Umbrella here were him, Masuku and Albert.
“Hey, boss, you returned home early for the All-Star Game, which made the local media speculate whether you had a conflict with Sheila.” This guy gave Xu Chuan a piece of gossip as soon as he came in.
Xu Chuan didn’t care at all. Of course Xuela’s team could handle such trivial matters, and they might even have made up the news themselves just for the sake of popularity.
“I thought you would stay in the United States for a while.” Xu Chuan gave them a holiday, and the time should not be up yet. "It's really boring, boss, believe me, if it weren't for the child, Williams would have come back." Curtis grinned and showed his white teeth.
“Well, I’m glad you’re motivated, but there’s no bonus.”
“Fuck!”…, several people cursed at each other.
“Is there anything special happening recently?” Returning to the topic, Xu Chuan rarely asked about work matters.
Masuku shook his head. The situation in Libiya has been relatively normal recently. After Ka Dazuo was dragged out of the sewer and shot in the head, Libiya's faction began to flourish.
To be honest, it is estimated that the CIA, MI6, and the French Foreign Intelligence Service will not be able to find out how many armed factions there are.
There are those who are anti-American, those who support the West, those who are supported by local tycoons in the Middle East, those who are supported by Egypt, those who are supported by Mao Zedong, those who are supported by Turkey, those who are supported by the base, etc.
Even Xu Chuan felt that they themselves didn’t know what they were doing.
Although the whole Libiya is very lively now, it is only a small fight at the moment.
Anyway, these people will fall out sooner or later. The whole Libiya is already more lively than the Eight-Nation Allied Forces.
But there should be another year or two, and Umbrella will have enough time to prepare. When they get into chaos again, Umbrella will have the opportunity to tear off a piece of flesh from Lipia.
“By the way, what happened when a US military helicopter was shot down by a stinger?” Xu Chuan remembered this incident.
Masuku shrugged, "What else could it be? It's a joke made by the United States."
This kind of thing is actually very common. In the early days of the Lipiya War, the American government tacitly allowed some countries in the Middle East to transport large quantities of weapons and equipment to Lipiya through the military base in Kattar. Well, a large part of it was through Delivered by HLCI cargo ship.
The problem now is that once the opening is opened, it cannot be closed if you want to.
Many people have tasted the sweetness. Even after the war has ended, this business has not stopped, but the money has entered the pockets of some people.
After these weapons arrived in Libiyah, they were distributed by intermediaries to familiar armed factions. These weapons were easily resold. This kind of business was prosperous in Iraq and the US military in Afhan would have done otherwise. A plane crashed for the first time without attracting attention at all.
This matter had nothing to do with Umbrella. Xu Chuan stopped paying attention after asking a few questions.
He came here mainly to mobilize Gogol's attention, so he soon began to assign tasks.
First let people from the business side start to contact Nansudan. Since its independence the year before last, the youngest country in the world has fallen into civil war. Tribal armed forces have occupied various oil-producing areas and exchanged the produced oil for weapons and equipment. This has begun. Became a warlord.
Xu Chuan plans to start from here. Of course, the transportation in this inland country is definitely not as convenient as that in the coastal areas, but it is chaotic enough. Only people like them who are in chaos have a chance. I guess Gogol's Ali Taseloff and him will be the same idea.
Although the purpose is to help Nikita divert Gogol's attention, anyone who cheats will definitely reveal their flaws, so it is better to take advantage of the opportunity to start his own plan.
Don't be too hasty after that. I believe Ali is also paying attention to his news, and the other party will definitely know that Umbrella is contacting Nansu Dan.
Xu Chuan planned to wait a few days for the news to come back from the business side. If there was still no movement from Gogol, he would contact him again.
Then, he started walking around the camp. Well, the big boss came to inspect the work.
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New Jersey, Alex has packed her luggage and will enter Lipia through normal means, using a fake passport of course.
Sean Pierce has some objections to Amanda's arrangement. In his opinion, it is not a good idea to let Alex go on a mission alone.
He had never completely trusted this girl. Alex was too involved with Nikita. This woman was the highest threat to the organization, so Sean Pierce had to be extremely careful.
“I have my own plans for this matter, and it’s also Senator Madeleine’s intention.” Amanda sat in her office and used the other person’s mother as a shield without any pressure.
Sure enough, the mama's boy opposite was very fond of this trick and was speechless.
Sean Pierce understood that Amanda was still angry about not obeying her order last time, but the other party's excuse was something he couldn't refute.
Lately, his mother seems to be very worried about her safety, and doesn't seem to trust the security personnel very much. There is no other choice but to take Sean with him.
Looking at the young man walking out of his office, Amanda had a sarcastic expression on her lips.
Sean came to the door of Alex’s dormitory and knocked on the door. Soon the door opened. Alex, who was wearing a tight-fitting shirt and sportswear, saw that it was him and said, “Come in.”
"Are you ready?" Sean looked at the backpack that the other party had packed. Ever since Alex returned to her previous home, she had never lived outside the base again. Zeitloff already knew this. With her presence, the organization base is undoubtedly a safer place.
Alex, who tied her long hair into a braid, nodded. She can set off at any time now.
Sean looked at the room slightly. Like other newcomers' dormitories, there was no other furniture except a bed and a cabinet. A man's hand was placed on the bedside table. It was Sean who took it out from the evidence room and handed it to him. Alex's piece.
Noticing the look in the other person's eyes, Alex smiled and walked over to pick up the watch and then handed it to Sean. "It doesn't seem to be moving. Can you help me fix it? I don't have the tools here."
Sean looked at the watch in front of him and nodded calmly, "Of course, no problem, give me ten minutes."
He just took advantage of this opportunity to replace the positioning device inside.
Alex deliberately created this opportunity for the other party, hoping that this guy would not cause anything else when she went to Libiya, so that he would feel at ease.
Ten minutes later, Sean came back with the repaired watch. "It's been repaired. By the way, pay attention to safety. There is a CIA intelligence station over there in Benghazi. If there is any danger, you can go there."
(End of this chapter)