Entertainment Starting From Operation Red Sea

Chapter 894 Benghazi Airport (Please bookmark, recommend, and vote monthly)

Gao Wen was speechless looking at the high technology in this guy's hand. He felt that his brain circuit was in the wrong place.

 “Where are we going?” Gao Wen looked very excited and said that this was their first date alone.

Facing this question, Xu Chuan smiled and said, "Although I would rather take you to my place directly, I think you might fall out directly."

"It's good that you know." Gao Wen stared at the other person. She was really worried that this guy would go straight to the point. She didn't want the first date to turn into a hotel room before it even started.

 West Lake at around nine o'clock in the evening looks completely different from what it looks like during the day. Another advantage is that as long as they don't go to crowded places, Gao Wen, who is wearing a hat and mask, will most likely not be recognized by anyone.

The two of them were walking hand in hand by the West Lake. "How is Xiaowei's injury? Why don't you stay with her?" Gao Wen asked reluctantly, but she still asked.

"Fortunately, my left arm is still in a plaster, so the remaining problems are not big. I happen to be going abroad, so I came to see you before I leave."

“Hmph, aren’t you helping Dong Qin solve the problem and checking in on me?” Gao Wen seemed to be complaining, but the smile in her eyes was just coquettishness.

“If you put it that way, I actually didn’t remember you were here until I saw you at the scene.” Young Master Xu looked at the other party, and what he said could make people half-infuriated.

Gao Wen immediately planned to shake off this guy's hand and walk back, but Xu Chuan, who had been on guard for a long time, pulled him back, "I'm kidding, this is obviously coming to see you under the banner of Dong Qin, otherwise Little things can be solved with just one phone call.”

 Of course women need to be coaxed, and even if there are no opportunities to coax, they should be coaxed to create opportunities.

Hold her in his arms, Xu Chuan lowered his head and kissed Gao Wen on the forehead, "You didn't seem to have eaten anything just now. Would you like to find a place to eat more."

Gao Wen was not a pretentious person. She also knew that the other party was joking, so she smiled and hugged him for a while.

The two of them walked forward for about ten minutes, and then bought some snacks from a small shop on the street and ate while walking. It was very inconvenient for Gao Wen to wear a mask, and he had to pull up the mask to eat, which was really funny. .

 “Do you have work to do and how many days do you have to stay here?”

"I'm going to Africa first tomorrow, and then to Eastern Europe. I have some work to discuss there." Xu Chuan threw the signature of duck meat into mutton skewers into the trash can. Well, at least he really used duck meat.

 “So urgent?”

 “Well, it has been delayed for a long time.”

 “Then how long will it take to come back this time?”

"I have to participate in some basketball game in a few days. I may come back for a day and then leave. It may take two or three months this time." Xu Chuan's main job this time is to drag Gogol to Africa and let him Nikita's side makes it easier to move around.

Gao Wen nodded, then dragged Xu Chuan's hand to stop.

“I’m tired and don’t want to go shopping, otherwise we should go back to the hotel.” Facing Xu Chuan’s gaze, Gao Wen felt that all the blood in her body was rushing to her head, and her cheeks under the mask had turned red.

 …

At 6:30 the next morning, Zhong Miaomiao knocked on Gao Wen's door. She was surprised by Gao Wen who was already fully dressed.

 “Get up so early?”

Gao Wen's expression showed a hint of fleeting embarrassment, because she had just entered the house not long ago and had just finished taking a shower and changed clothes.

"I had some insomnia yesterday and didn't sleep well. I woke up a little early when I saw it." Gao Wen pretended to pack her luggage to cover up her panic.

Last night, she went to the hotel where Xu Chuan was staying. She was taught a lot by an experienced **** and unlocked several poses. Although she used her last sanity to hold on to the last line of defense, after all, she still had a shooting mission the next day. , but she knew that she couldn't last much longer, maybe next time she would take the initiative to ask the other party to do it to the end.

Zhong Miaomiao had no doubt that he was there. The two of them went to the restaurant to have breakfast with the other members of Running Man. Today's shooting schedule was indeed advanced a lot. Director Chen Ming was explaining the next work to everyone.

 After Xu Chuan promised him benefits, the shooting efficiency increased a lot. Some staff members who had always caused trouble for Dong Qin were kicked out of the shooting team, allowing Dong Qin to finally focus on attracting investment.

 Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner. UC Media’s extreme pressure on domestic entertainment has almost reached its goal. Dingsheng and several other film and television production companies confirmed the signing of the agreement before Xu Chuan got on the plane. From then on, it has become the general trend.

The seven o'clock news that day reported the incident for one and a half minutes, which was already a statement.

At the same time, a company called ATLAS Innovation Technology, which specializes in UAV flight control systems and UAV solutions, was registered in Xiangjiang.

 …

 Twenty hours later, Xu Chuan’s flight landed at Benghazi Airport. The large-scale war here had ended, and many Libiyan people who had left their homes returned to their almost destroyed homes.

 But the situation here has not improved. Various armed organizations are densely scattered in every corner of the country, and armed conflicts occur from time to time.

“Hi, boss, you’ve been doing well recently. We watched the live broadcast of you playing basketball, and we were really surprised that you didn’t get beaten.” The person who came to pick him up was Albert with a mohawk.

“Fake, you still have the nerve to say, have you forgotten which **** broke my ribs?”

The two people exchanged insulting words and then hugged. The walls outside the terminal here were full of bullet holes. A pickup truck with a Deshka heavy machine gun was parked at the door. There were armed forces with live ammunition everywhere. The personnel were all dressed in confusion and it was impossible to tell where they were from.

The air was filled with the faint smell of gunpowder smoke. Xu Chuan took a deep breath and felt that all the cells in his body came alive.

 Xu Chuan raised his hand and said hello to a bearded man standing at the door of the terminal. The man looked like an idiot.

And Albert looked at the bearded man and cursed, "Shit, another navy sissy."

However, Xu Chuan didn't take it seriously and chatted with Albert, "How is it here lately? It looks pretty good."

"A month ago, a U.S. military helicopter was shot down with a stinger. According to the U.S. military's internal investigation, the missile should have been lying in the military base in Qatar." Albert looked gloating. As a person who once helped the United States to justice A ranger who has done countless dirty jobs in the government, he is very aware of the filth inside.

Now the U.S. military stationed in Benghazi is searching the world for the whereabouts of these missiles. The CIA and NSA are also paying large sums to purchase anti-aircraft missiles on the black market in Libija. Although nominally they are mainly targeting Russian-made SA24 individual air-to-air missiles, Everyone who is well-informed in the circle knows what is going on.

 “Tsk, tsk, why is this necessary?” It is obvious that this is a vicious incident of arms reselling, in which the American military, the Ministry of Defense, the CIA, and the CIA must all be involved. ” ˆ ˆ Xu Chuan shook his head. This plot is already a traditional project of the US military, including Iraq, Afhan, Yemen, and Quliya. Various hotspots in the Middle East are filled with various weapons flowing out of various US military bases.

 From small 9mm pistols to large Stingers, Javelins, and even brand new Hummers, there is nothing they dare to sell.

This involves a huge interest group. No one dares to investigate or control it. No one is afraid of shooting himself in the back.

 The terminal was filled with a large number of people, including bearded men wearing various tactical vests and overalls, as well as Libiyan women with their faces covered and their bodies covered.

 The smell inside is quite strong. Body odor, smoke smell and other strange smells are mixed together, which makes people very heady.

A customs officer at the customs window raised his head and glanced at Xu Chuan's Chinese face. He held his passport for a long time without giving it to him. It was obvious that he wanted money.

Xu Chuan looked at the other person, this guy must be new here, he dares to ask for money from him.

Taking out Umbrella's red and black Velcro armband from his bag and placing it on the glass of the window, the customs officer, who had just started his shift for half a month, fell directly from his chair.

"Sorry, sir, welcome to Benghazi." The boy got up with an expression on his face that was almost crying. Umbrella's name here is sometimes better than that of the coalition forces and KB elements.

After all, even KB elements would not pile up the corpses of their enemies on the roadside, pour cement into them into the shape of a pyramid, and put up a sign in front to explain the cause of death of these people.

This umbrella symbol has more of a deterrent effect in Benghazi than most people imagine.

 After two years of operation, Umbrella's name is very famous from Benghazi to Ojila. This reputation is completely earned.

How many people are jealous looking at this transportation line, and now they are all piled up on both sides of the road.

And one thing that is very interesting is that all these dead people have been judged by the local tribal elders. In Chinese terms, they are watertight, and people have no choice but to pick problems.

 Up to now, this transportation line from the oil-producing area to Benghazi is completely under Umbrella's control.

The good news is that Umbrella does not seem to intend to radiate its sphere of influence to the surrounding areas. Although this transportation line is of great value to other forces, provoking the beast Umbrella for this seems to be more than worth the gain.

Of course this conclusion was reached only after many people lost their lives.

Coming out of the airport, Albert had already driven his car. The surrounding buildings were in ruins, the ground was full of sand, and the streets were still lively. There were many more people than the previous year.

“If someone hadn’t rushed into the airport with a car bomb two days ago, I would have driven in.” Albert explained to Xu Chuan while driving.

After this incident, the security measures at the airport were upgraded several levels, and it was originally possible to drive to the tarmac before.

 Xu Chuan was noncommittal, “Has there been any news about Vladimir Makarov recently?”

This guy disappeared after the military operation in Libija ended. Not only was there no news from Umbrella, but there was also no news from the CIA, MI6, or Maozi.

This guy is much more careful than his former boss Zakayev, and his whereabouts can be concealed so well.

"No, our people are all paying attention to his whereabouts, but there has been no news, but some people said that he showed up in Zuliya and Asai Baijiang, as well as Wukelan." Albert shook his head, That guy is really slippery than a fish.

"You didn't conflict with us either?" Xu Chuan frowned. To be honest, this was not a good thing.

My own Umbrella has ruined many of this guy's actions, and they can be regarded as mortal enemies. However, except for the conflict at the beginning of the Libija War, the two sides had almost no contact after that.

Umbrella also focused on maintaining transportation channels, and Makarov's affairs were put aside.

And the other party did not seem to retaliate against them. This is definitely not because Makarov is an open-minded person who repays evil with kindness, but...

“This guy must be preparing for something big.” Xu Chuan put down his seat and pulled down the hat on his head to block the sun.

 “Boss, why do you say that?”

Xu Chuan didn’t say anything. Could it be that he played the game more than ten times in his previous life?

However, this is not a game, so, hey, it might as well be a game. At least he still knows the plot, and now, he can only guess.

 …

The bearded guy at the airport who thought Xu Chuan was a fool was also here to pick someone up. A bearded guy in business attire got off the plane that had just landed. He looked a little thinner and cleaner than the one who picked him up.

　　Two people got into a dilapidated old Land Rover Defender. The person who got off the plane threw his luggage in the back, then took off his coat, "Why is it so hot in here?"

 The person who came to pick him up handed him a Glock 19 and warned, "Be careful, it's loaded."

 “Ron, how’s the team?”

"It's not bad, three ex-Marines and one ex-Ranger. It's not bad that you are here now. Nice to see you, Jack." The two bearded men hugged.

The man named Jack checked the pistol again, "I'm glad to be back here." The guy's eyes became very bright, and he looked at the environment outside the car window and said to himself.

The bearded man started the car and drove towards the CIA intelligence station in Benghazi.

Both of them are members of the GRS, a special security department established by the CIA after the Twin Towers incident. They are neither third-party contractors nor part of the CIA staff. They are a bit like business officers, but to be precise, they should be employed by the GRS. Temporary workers who work extremely dangerous jobs with high wages.

GRS's salary is very high, and the assignment period is also short. You can get more than 140,000 US dollars every year for three to six months.

But the requirements are very high, and they are all recruited from retired special forces personnel. Their main responsibility is to plan travel and evacuation routes for intelligence personnel.

The situation of the bearded man named Jack is very similar to that of Umbrella's Williams. They are both unable to return to a peaceful normal life. Coupled with the great pressure of life and the need to support children and wives, returning to the battlefield seems to be his first choice. The only choice.

 (End of this chapter)