Chapter 618: Letting the Tiger Return to the Mountain

Chapter 618: Letting the Tiger Return to the Mountain

From the snow-capped mountains to the bottom of the valley, from the broken dirt road to the airport, Chen Chen vaguely felt that the scenery in front of him was constantly changing.

He never dared to fall asleep until he got on the plane, and Pingchuan beside him told him that he could sleep now.

The reason was simple, it was not an ordinary plane, it was a medical charter plane.

As soon as he got on the plane, Chen Chen was immediately pushed onto the operating table for anesthesia.

Although it was impossible for a delicate operation to proceed smoothly in a bumpy environment, at least from that moment on, Chen Chen's life was completely saved.

When he woke up again, he opened his eyes and saw the ward.

The fully armed security personnel wearing sterile suits were guarding the door. What surprised Chen Chen a little was that those people were all white faces.

Not Arabs, but serious white people.

The way they looked at him was not very friendly, and even revealed a kind of "forced" helplessness, but Chen Chen could indeed see that they were protecting him, not monitoring him.

When he struggled to sit up, they just looked at him indifferently, without any intention of reacting at all.

Of course, it was even more impossible for them to come to help.

The one who took action was Shi Dakai, who was waiting on the side. When he saw Chen Chen stand up, he suddenly stood up from the chair and pressed Chen Chen's shoulder directly.

"Don't move, you just finished the operation, you can't get out of bed for 24 hours."

"24 hours?"

Chen Chen was stunned for a moment, and then said with a little sarcasm:

"I thought I had to stay in bed for at least ten days, but I didn't expect it to be so simple?"

"It's indeed simple, but that's because we are in Saudi Arabia."

Shi Dakai continued:

"The medical level here is indeed much higher than other neighboring countries. If you change to another country, you may not be able to find doctors and equipment that can handle it."

"According to Mr. Chuan, your situation is different from when Xiaoyu was injured. The low-pressure environment accelerated the deterioration of the disease, and part of the lungs are on the verge of necrosis."

"If you are not rescued in time, the metabolic disorder caused by subsequent failure will be enough to kill you."

"But anyway, you are alive now."

"But no one can say how much you can recover in the future."

"Fortunately, according to the doctor, the prognosis is still good."

"After your left lung function is damaged, the right lung will have a compensatory effect, which should allow you to return to normal."

"But you are really no longer suitable for strenuous exercise in the future-according to the doctor, you can't participate in any activities including mountaineering, skiing, and high-intensity hiking."

"I understand."

Chen Chen nodded slightly and said seriously:

"Then gunfights are allowed."

".No."

Shi Dakai smiled and said:

"Don't make such jokes at this time. We really thought you were going to die this time."

"Where is Li Bang?"

Chen Chen interrupted Shi Dakai and asked.

Shi Dakai remained calm and replied calmly:

"I haven't mentioned him yet, so you should be able to guess the situation."

"If he is in trouble, I will tell you the first time you wake up."

"The leg cannot be saved, but everything else is fine."

"By the way, Lin He lost one ear, and his left front skull was fractured, and his brain stem was almost injured."

"We didn't notice it, and he didn't know it himself. It was only after you were sent to the emergency room that Uncle Chuan saw something wrong and touched it, and found that his left forehead was soft."

"He is also lying in the ward now, and it is estimated that he will lie there longer than you."

When these words came out, even Chen Chen felt terrified.

Skull fractures are indeed not fatal, but in the subsequent transfer and movement process, it is very likely to cause secondary injuries.

He didn't find out until he entered the hospital, and he was still fine.

It can be said that he has won the lottery in terms of "staying alive".

Chen Chen sighed, and Shi Dakai continued to inform Chen Chen about the situation of others.

Needless to say, those who have died in the battle, and those who survived, are basically all injured.

According to the standards of "ordinary people", almost all of them are seriously injured.

It is not obvious on the battlefield and during the evacuation, but once they return to the real "civilized society", the injuries of these people are quite terrible.

The only thing to be thankful for is that although everyone will inevitably face various sequelae, at least, those who arrive in Saudi Arabia can return to Pubei alive.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen nodded with a little relief.

Then, he looked at the security personnel standing at the door and asked Shi Dakai:

"Who are these people? Aren't they Maozi? Why do they look like Americans?"

The racial characteristics of Anglo-Saxons and Slavs are quite different. Although they are all white, if there are two white people of different races standing in front of them, and someone who has seen white people of different races is asked to choose, it is likely that the Maozi in them can be accurately picked out.

And obviously, there are no Maozi among these security personnel.

Hearing Chen Chen's words, Shi Dakai nodded calmly, and then replied:

"There are indeed no Russians here."

"These people are all British, from a PMC that has close ties with the British."

"They are responsible for taking on our security mission in Saudi Arabia, and the mission cycle starts from our arrival until we leave."

"You can be completely assured of them. These people were all found by Xiaoyu."

"Since she said they are reliable, there must be a reason why she thinks they are reliable."

The British, reliable?

The British cannot be reliable. According to this logic, the reason why these security personnel appear here must be subject to some kind of transaction or rules.

And looking at the date of the news on the TV on the wall, the time when I arrived in Saudi Arabia should be within a few hours after the retreat.

This means that the privileges obtained after killing Davis were already effective at that time.

Xiaoyu must have coordinated the airspace clearance, and the only one who can help her do this is the old Americans.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Admittedly, the old Americans are not trustworthy.

But in the current extreme environment, perhaps this is the best expedient solution to the problem.

The next step is to leave Saudi Arabia and their control in the shortest possible time, return to Pubei, and return to the safe zone.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen asked:

"When are we leaving?"

Shi Dakai obviously knew Chen Chen's thoughts, so he replied:

"Anytime."

"The medical charter plane is ready. When Lin He's condition is a little more stable, we can leave."

Chen Chen nodded and sighed:

"A very precious window period."

"Time is so tight. It seems that our struggle is far from over."

"It can't be over."

Shi Dakai also sighed.

The two fell silent at the same time. After a moment, Chen Chen said:

"Notify everyone and get ready to go."

"We need to return to Pubei as soon as possible. That's our base."

"The Georgia incident exceeded expectations too much. The Americans may not keep their promises."

"We can't let our guard down against them. They are our enemies, and they will be our enemies for a long time in the future."

At the same time, on the other side, in the White House office.

Craven sat opposite the president with a solemn expression, but with a bit of relief.

There were several documents on the table in front of him, and the president was silently flipping through one of them, with some indescribable emotions flashing in his eyes.

After a long time, the president put down the documents, looked at Craven and said:

"The process and results of the Georgia incident did not meet our expectations. This is not a good sign."

"Davis is dead, but it seems that his followers did not completely die in the action, and our threat has not completely disappeared."

"Similarly, the leader of the East Wind Corps survived, and the other party used the power they just gained to exchange this person's life."

"In fact, I can't understand it. They can obviously exchange for more important things, but they choose to let a PMC leader live."

"If it were you, would you choose this?"

Hearing the president's question, Craven frowned and thought for a few seconds, and then replied:

"I won't, but I can understand their approach."

"Why?"

The president asked curiously.

"It's simple, because they need such a person, and from the current point of view, there is only one such person."

"But for us, there are too many such people."

"We have a complete set of mature private armed systems, or to put it more extremely, the military strength of our entire country is based on private armed forces."

"So, losing one or two such people is not a serious matter for us."

"After all, if one person dies, someone can fill his position the next day."

"But it's not the same in the north. It's too difficult for them to find another suitable person, especially when the other party has done many things to prove his value."

"So, letting him live is the choice that maximizes benefits."

"And in fact, this is also a threat to us. Although it doesn't mean much."

After listening to Craven's words, the president nodded in agreement.

"It really doesn't make much sense anymore."

"Davis' death has further increased my support rate within the party. It can be said that I have cleared all obstacles for the next term."

"I will no longer care about the Dongfeng Corps. Although we have lost a lot, we have also gained a lot."

"Then our strategic focus will be moved back from Pubei and Southeast Asia to the Middle East."

"This is a big problem-the Dongfeng Corps has established their influence in the Middle East. Our conflict with them and the north may not ease in a short time, but will become more intense."

"Do you think we can regain control of the Middle East?"

"Control is always in our hands."

Craven answered without hesitation, and then changed the subject and continued:

"It's just that, as you said, future conflicts will be more intense."

"Because our opponents have found a strategic fulcrum in the Middle East, which is Syria."

"The Dongfeng Corps is rapidly expanding their influence there and establishing their basis for existence."

"Coupled with their long-term operations in Afghanistan, Pakistan, and Iran, Syria has completely gotten rid of its isolated and helpless state and has begun to be able to get supplies from the surrounding areas."

"If their power in the Middle East was a seed that was short of water before, now they have turned this seed into a farmland."

"We don't know to what extent this farmland will eventually grow, but it is foreseeable that if we want to completely destroy it, the price we need to pay will be even heavier."

The president nodded slightly and said calmly:

"This is what I want."

"Policies will change. Withdrawing troops is one option, and re-increasing troops is another option."

"I must adapt to this era and adapt to the changes in the overall situation."

“When the cost of something slowly drops below the expected benefits, the original plan must be scrapped.”

"Okay, this issue doesn't need to be discussed anymore."

"Now, we have one last question left."

"Should we let the key figures of the Dongfeng Corps leave Saudi Arabia alive?"

After the words fell, Craven fell silent for a moment.

This should have been a simple question, but under the current circumstances, it was difficult for even him to make a decision.

If it were before, if he wanted to kill someone in the Middle East, he only needed to simply coordinate, convey his intentions to the CIA, and mobilize his own troops to provide assistance, and he would be able to achieve his goal in a relatively short period of time.

But the current situation is that the troops he has available for dispatch are stretched thin, and the early conflict with the Dongfeng Corps consumed a lot of support from other departments.

This means that even if he orders it now, the CIA may not execute the order 100% and to the letter.

The difficulty of the mission will increase due to the internal friction of one's own side, and the target of the mission is more cunning than any enemy he has ever dealt with.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Craven finally shook his head and replied:

"Let him go back."

"All the heavy losses of SSSG have been attributed to us. According to the news released by the north, the Abkhaz armed forces have claimed responsibility for this incident, and their stated motive is to eliminate the CIA forces within SSSG and confront them. The alleged expansion conspiracy carried out by the SSSG.”

"In general, the Georgia incident is already a mess, and we cannot let Saudi Arabia follow suit."

"Maybe sometimes it's better to take a step back."

The president frowned slightly. He clearly felt that this decision may not be correct, but if he was asked to make the decision, there was really no better way.

So, he could only sigh and said helplessly:

“Bringing tigers back into the mountains, that’s what we’re doing, right?”

"Yes. But at least he's back in the mountains instead of eating people in the village."

Craven replied.

"Then let's do it."

The President stood up and then said:

"Our battle with them will continue. Even if we have to kill this tiger, we may not be in a hurry now."

"We'll have to wait for a better opportunity."

"Take your time, they may be important, but they will eventually be eliminated."