Dad kidnapped me to join the army, and the whole army asked me to be their instructor.

"understood."

Songpa hung up the phone and immediately picked up the phone next to him.

After dialing the number, adjust the recliner to a comfortable position and lie down.

One of his men placed the lit cigar in his hand.

Songpa, who had never smoked before, was extremely carefree at this moment, enjoying puffing out smoke rings.

"Hello, I'm Rod, the deputy general manager of Verizon Petroleum Company. Who are you?"

Songpa smiled faintly: "Mr. Rhodes, I am Songpa. Is this route safe?"

The person on the other side was obviously stunned, and Songpa was not in a hurry, just smoking his cigar silently.

After a full minute, Rhode's voice came out from the other side: "Songpa? Why do you have my phone number? Who asked you to call me?"

"Do you know this is not a confidential line..."

Songpa smiled slightly: "Mr. Deputy Director, don't be anxious. You have just taken office. According to the rules of our Orientals, we should send you a congratulatory gift."

"But you didn't give me an invitation letter, and I didn't know you well before, so I don't know where to send this gift. I can only make this call to you now."

"What are you going to do?" Rhodes snorted coldly: "Mr. Songpa, you should understand that we are a cooperative relationship, but not partners."

"We have given you a place of refuge and everything you want. But don't push yourself too far, just stay there and do whatever you need to do."

"When I'm not looking for you, you pretend to be a dead person for me. Do you understand?"

Rhodes' tone was not caring at all, as if he was scolding a primary school student.

The sound is loud enough to jar the eardrums.

The men next to Songpa all clenched their fists tightly, with murderous intent in their eyes.

They all came from the east like Songpa, and they once had the same status as mountain kings and earth emperors.

Kill whoever you want to kill.

Whatever you want to do, do it.

But after arriving in this desolate place, I was either monitored or despised by others.

If you try to step out, you may be blown up by a drone at any time.

More than a month ago, one of their companions met this end.

Less than two kilometers away from the villa, a missile launched by a drone blew up everything.

Now, the other party is still openly insulting Sompa, which makes them intolerable!

However, Songpa's face was calm and gentle, with a smile always on his face.

"Mr. Rhodes, I heard that you served in the Marine Corps, served as a commander in Delta Force, and have many years of experience in the Middle East."

"Sure enough, you are different from ordinary people. Your tone and style are full of military flavor. I really want to meet you..."

Even if you wear it a thousand times, you will never wear it.

The whole world, whether in the East or the West, is the same.

Songpa had been verbally intimidated and humiliated, yet he could still praise Rhodes with a smile.

Rhodes on the other side of the phone was also embarrassed.

He was silent for a moment, and his tone became slightly gentler.

"Mr. Sompa, I just want to tell you that if you want to contact me, you have my people there, just tell him."

"I will contact you at the appropriate time. My predecessor did not know how to handle secret relationships, so he has retired early."

"But I...I am different from them. I came from the battlefield, and I have seen too many intrigues and intrigues."

"So, it's best for us to keep it a secret. I don't want it to become public and you disappear suddenly... I'm doing this all for your own good. After all, you've studied so many projects, and you're a stickler." Talented person!"

Sompa laughed: "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Rhodes. But I am calling you today not only to celebrate your becoming the deputy director of the CIA."

"I also want to give you a gift, wishing you to become the director."

Rhodes was stunned, and then said coldly: "Mr. Songpa, you are also a smart man. You should know the appropriateness of some words, what should be said and what should not be said."

"We don't need you to care about our own affairs, let alone interfere. Just take care of yourself."

"Isn't Mr. Rhodes not interested in Yanguo's new army called the Flying Tiger Brigade?" Songpa asked with a smile.

Rhodes was about to hang up the phone when he suddenly froze: "Who are you talking about?"

"Flying Tiger Brigade." Songpa said with a smile: "Didn't you already make a plan to deal with them before? It seems that you also lost two entire teams of mercenaries, causing your CIA to lose a lot of settlement expenses."

"Did you lose interest in the Flying Tiger Brigade so quickly?"

An icy glint flashed in Rhode's eyes, and his voice became more serious.

"Mr. Sompa, what exactly do you mean?"

Songpa smiled slightly: "I had an agreement with your predecessor. I will help him set up a plan to kill all the main personnel of the Flying Tiger Brigade."

"Your ex promised me to give me everything I want, including giving me more freedom and rights, and no longer being subject to your absolute surveillance."

"Now, the trap has been set. Lin Hui, commander of the Flying Tiger Brigade, and his elites are about to dig into it."

"I want to know, Mr. Rhodes, does the agreement between you and me last time still count? Should I continue to act? After all, this will cost me a lot of manpower."

Hearing Songpa's cheerful laughter, the corners of Rhodes' eyes twitched fiercely.

The names of the Yanguo Flying Tiger Brigade and Lin Hui have long been on the key list of their intelligence bureau.

Especially after the World Scout Competition, all the elite mercenaries they sent were wiped out.

And it also shocked the participating Rangers teams.

This has attracted their great attention.

Just as Lin Hui thought, Westerners did not want the East to become stronger, let alone have their own strong team.

Once it exists, it must be killed.

Because in their world view, the whole world belongs to them, and they have the final say in everything, and no opposing voices or forces are allowed to exist.

And Songpa just captured this point.

After a moment of silence, Rhodes said coldly: "Are you absolutely sure?"

Songpa nodded with a smile: "Of course, for this operation, I selected ten research subjects, all of whom were injected with my biological drugs."

"Their bodies got the most intense bursts without altering their genes."

Songpa smiled slightly: "Moreover, I have also recruited a lot of people from the past, and your predecessor also supported us with a lot of weapons and equipment."

"They joined together to form an encirclement. As long as Lin Hui and his people came in, they would not be able to escape."

"They will definitely die!" Songpa said cheerfully: "Mr. Rhodes, look..."

"Okay!" Rhodes took a deep breath and said coldly: "As long as you can kill the Flying Tiger Brigade and Lin Hui, I fully agree to the agreement between my predecessor and you."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Rhodes." Sompa laughed: "I knew I would be able to cooperate well with you..."

"Moreover." Rhodes said coldly: "You just said that ten of the people you sent out were injected with products from your laboratory?"

"Yes." Songpa nodded.

Rhodes said solemnly: "I want action reports from all of them, from physical functions to combat data. This is also the condition of your agreement."

“These two items are indispensable.”

"Understood." Songpa nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as the agreement can be fulfilled, I agree to all twenty conditions, let alone two conditions."

Both parties laughed and hung up the phone at the same time.

the other side.

An icy glint flashed in Rhode's eyes, and he turned and walked outside the house.

this side.

Songpa laughed and flicked off the ashes from his cigarette, blowing smoke rings into the air.

"Ugly people, you are really ugly..."

Songpa said coldly: "Call the president."

"Yes!"