"To be honest, I really don't like you pirates." Robben was standing in front of him now, another contact person. He looked very tired and had a lot of blood on his body: "Mr. Sea Eagle, there are some problems with our person in charge. Now I am responsible for the things here. I am a nail."

Robben did not object to this. Bullets will not determine who you are. Even if the president eats a bullet, it will not be much better than ordinary people. Of course, they are basically wearing bulletproof suits. After many presidents died in assassination, the Secret Service began to prepare specialists who block bullets for the president.

After all, it is not a good thing that the president dies too much. In the country on the other side of the ocean in history, nine presidents have been assassinated in just over two hundred years of national history. Four of them died of life. Among them, the president who died when they were still the poles of the world was the most bizarre.

There is no answer to that matter so far. The so-called "magic bullet" announced by the investigation team cannot be verified at all. The so-called "murderer" who was arrested was silenced in public. The assassination then committed suicide, which also cast a shadow on the story.

The younger brother of the president participated in the presidential campaign and vowed to find out the cause of his brother's death. Then, he died again in assassination without any accident. Later, John, who was believed to be the most likely to carry the banner of the Kennedy family for them to rise again in the country, also had a bizarre plane crash.

Even the president is like this, let alone a big head soldier on the front line. Although that big head soldier may be more capable and has more combat skills. However, he will not have more life than others when he hits the bullet. Without asking about the situation of the previous person, Robben went straight to the topic: "It has been a day, and none of you have taken down these people. The people in the building and the company are already very impatient!"

"We are also very impatient." The successor Nail looked at Robben and said in a deep voice: "My brother lay down a lot, even including our captain. You know what this means. It's right for us to be elite, it's not wrong for us to be the strongest. But we still let it go, and the bullet will die when it hits it!"

He took a deep breath and said ruthlessly: "Why is there a large piece of our intelligence missing?! Especially those damn bastards, there are many snipers who are missing?! Also, we only know that they have recruited a lot of mercenaries. But we know nothing about the situation of those mercenaries! We are almost blind and fighting!"

At this time, a man walked out from behind Robben and coughed: "This, I need to give some explanation on behalf of the company. It's not that we don't want to get more specific information, but you need to know that this is a war zone. The war zone means that there are already many mercenary groups trying to make a living."

"What the war brought about was our original intelligence fault problem. They appeared too suddenly and did not follow the route shown in our intelligence. When we discovered their traces again, they had already arrived."

But I saw the man looking at the nail and whispered: "In this regard, I need to admit that it is our problem. But now it is basically impossible to change this situation."

"Our latest information shows that the target No. 1 has been seriously injured. After they transported him to the back of this position, they still need to prepare new transfer conditions for him." The man looked at the nail and whispered: "Tonight, they will try to send him away. The destination is uncertain. It may be a harbor or a crossing the border to Tunisia."

The man said this and stopped talking. It was Robben who took the chorus: "Because of your losses, the owner of the house has also noticed the situation here. He needs the building to give him an explanation, after all, your losses... are not trivial."

"We have no way out now. This task must be achieved." Robben breathed a deep breath and said, "If it fails, the result will be that you, our company's branches here, will be washed away and reorganized. Because... we are no longer considered to have the value of existence."

The country on the other side of the ocean has never been a monolithic piece. Houses, buildings, companies, and their open and secret battles are not a matter of one or two days. Pirates and cowboys would not have been involved in these things. Even the company's own military system is generally not involved.

The building originally wanted to have control over all forces, because in their opinion it was their natural right. The house was often bored by the building in terms of force. So after several generations of house owners, they fought with the building and finally established a rule: the owners of some force houses can be mobilized.

The company is rich and powerful, because the filth between the building has caused the building to be stumbling in terms of force. Therefore, the company has established its own subordinates without hesitation. Of course, there are not many people in this group. They are all elites who have poached the building. Ordinary private work and black work are handed over to outsourced mercenaries groups or companies with the name of PMC.

The situation is complicated now. Because of the loss of the cowboy, the house noticed what was happening here. Obviously, the house thought it was an opportunity. An opportunity to gain more control of the force from the building.

Once the cowboys and pirates fail, the house will take back some of the command and control power on the grounds that the combat capability of these people under the control of the building will decline. Of course, in order to ensure complete control, it is naturally necessary to dissolve and reorganize. After the reorganization, it is hard to say whether it is still the current cowboy.

Or, this time the house has greater ambitions. What he hopes is to obtain a certain amount of control of force from both the building and the company. In terms of control of force, it has to be said that the owner of the house is really miserable. Although on the surface, he is the supreme leader of that country.

But in fact, when it comes to direct force, he has almost no way to cross the building to order any force. A wealthy company can have its own armed forces. Where can the poor houses get enough funds and manpower to operate their own armed forces?!

Moreover, the building and the company absolutely do not allow such a situation. Now, the limited force that can be used is limited to part of the pirates and their subordinates. The building must agree to it before it can be used. At the same time, once a fault occurs, the building will never be responsible. The house will bear the responsibility.

Historically, the company's armed forces were also weakened. The SOG they initially established was actually to deal with the plan that the building refused to lend force to them. But soon, due to the dissatisfaction of the house and the restrictions of the building, the SOG was forced to disband.

After the new war began, the lurking SOG was launched again. The company made a compromise and exchanged for reorganization and control from the building and the house. This is the source of the armed forces to which the company now belongs. But the company's poaching behavior also annoyed the building.

The building is confident that if the cowboys and pirates fail, they can completely re-form a new combat team. They can even take out another fund to test a new combat team. The company will not be able to do so. Once they face disbandment, it will become extremely difficult for them to gain authority to form a force affiliated with them...

"We won't talk about the senior management. Now we are facing the goal or get out of here." The man representing the company looked at the two of them and said in a deep voice: "I believe you don't want them either. Your comrades who died in battle don't even have a tombstone after they go back, and they won't be given the right to cover the national flag, right?"

The man looked at the faces of the two people and continued, "To be honest, the requirements on the other side of the house are very simple. We must evacuate within 24 hours if we do not complete the task. We have been here for too long and someone has noticed our actions."

"No matter whether it is a building, company or house, we don't want to cause trouble. In this operation, the investigation is actually because several old men of that year used some techniques to force us to increase our bets again and again to fight against this war beast."

As he said that, the person in charge of the company sighed slightly: "From my point of view, this kind of meaningless thing should be abandoned. Although the goal poses a certain threat to us, it means that people are businessmen. Businessmen means that many things can be discussed and many projects can be cooperated with. For example, our cooperation with them in Iraq is very good."

"That's the question you should consider." Robben directly interrupted the person in charge: "What I want to know now is that if we have not completed the task, then no one will care about all our sacrifices and losses. Is that true?!"

The person in charge looked at Robben and coughed: "I really tell you, yes. We only have 24 hours. From now on, we have about 20 hours. If we fail, we will evacuate ourselves. Then you, me, and this cowboy. We will be nothing from now on. Oh~ Those who survive can get a pension. Then go to work in the PMC and maybe you can earn more."

"My words are relatively good. After all, I still run some businesses through some channels." Looking at the two, the person in charge smiled and said, "As for you... if you want you and your subordinates to live a good life in the second half of your life, you have to let you do some deadly dirty work..."

Robben had a dark face and said nothing. He knew what the person in charge meant. Leaving the pirates and wanting to live well, then entering the PMC was the only choice. They would not have anything except killing people. The money from the PMC was not so easy to earn. There may be huge casualties, and there should be no battles with casualties between the US military. They are all battles they have to face.

Without the current complete logistical support, Robben did not think that he would have a higher chance of surviving there. Or to be bluntly speaking, he would have won this task. Everyone was promoted to the next level, even if they retreated. With the care of their colleagues, they would not have lived a miserable life.

If you fail, what colleagues are there?! They have already slandered the building, and no one will think they are colleagues. Maybe everyone wants them to die quickly. It is better if people don’t know about this stain. The SOG failed several times back then, and those dead people were not even fully corpsed.

Even when the corpses were retrieved later, they were extremely sad when they were buried. Only the commander who was acting that year was allowed to attend the funeral. The national flag was not covered or guard of honor. It was simply wrapped in a box and buried in the corner of the cemetery. They could not even enter the exclusive cemetery.

Robben doesn't want to fall into that situation, so he can only complete this task...

"They have 20 hours of attack." Hou Dasheng put down the phone and took a deep breath. Fork and Danni were by his side now: "Our efforts have finally achieved some results. If these bastards continue to chase us, they will be beaten away."

After a pause, Hou Dasheng smiled and said, "Fortunately, the master behind these bastards is not united. At least we have some permission to take advantage of the opportunity..."
Chapter completed!