Due to the civil war in Libya for many years, the current situation is still unstable, which is a high-risk area, resulting in the cancellation of many international flights.

On this morning when the sun is rising, there is only one lonely plane at the huge airport.

And it's not a business passenger plane!

It was just that Jason and his group came over for their wallets. It was a private jet belonging to the head of Libya's oil industry, a Gulfstream G650 business jet with a capacity of 19 seats.

Fortunately, the private jet is designed with a special special design, and the load seat does not mean its take-off weight limit.

The reason why there are only 19 seats is not that the plane can only carry 19 people, but because it is necessary to make room for luxury.

If the theater rooms, bars, gyms, etc. on the plane are stuffed with people, the load can be doubled.

There is no big problem for about 40 people!

but.

Even if the cabin load can double before it exceeds the take-off weight, there is no way to send everyone to Tripoli at once.

32 top intelligence personnel, plus the webmaster, ambassador, liaison officer, and engineer.

The number of non-combatants reached 36.

In addition, there were three DSS team members, six GRS team members and eight people from Jason and his team.

The total number of people who needed to leave Benghazi by plane reached 53, exceeding the maximum number of nuclear passengers.

And every extra minute in Benghazi is the danger of being one more cent.

Under the premise that some people must be left at the airport and waiting for the second flight, GRS and Jason and his party chose to stay.

Let the people from the intelligence station and the embassy take a plane to Tripoli first.

As soldiers and security personnel, leave safety first to those who are protected.

This is the basic principle!

"Hi, Gilani, come up quickly, it's time for us to leave."

Everyone at the intelligence station boarded the plane. Seeing that Gilani was still fighting with Long Yiwai, the stationmaster stood by the hatch door and shouted downward.

Gillani really wanted Long Zhan to follow him, but she knew that this was unrealistic.

Whether it is hardware or software.

Even Long Zhan couldn't go with him.

Gillani could only stand on tiptoe and hug Long Zhan and take the initiative to offer Long Zhan a fragrant kiss.

He said reluctantly: "I don't know how you survived last night, but I know my life and who saved everyone's lives in the intelligence station.

Thank you for saving us, and I am very happy when I spent time with you in intelligence.

I don’t know if we will meet again in the future after we parted here, but I know one thing very well, and I will always remember you.”

"Forever it's too long, the moment of fireworks is brilliant, which is more suitable for us."

Long Zhan patted Gilani's sexy buttocks and smiled and urged: "Go, if we have the fate in the future, we will meet again."

Unlike Gilani's reluctance, Long Zhan's entire state is relatively relaxed.

This is not Long Zhan’s unkindness and righteousness, but the legendary ruthless scumbag. It is true that he has been running around the world for so many years and has played with too many "runners".

If everyone is separated from one's life and death, Long Zhan may suffer from emotional depression.

It is precisely this kind of free and easy way to meet each other with fate and never pursue concerns once they are separated, which makes Long Zhan so free and easy in his relationship now.

A flower passes through the body without touching the leaves.

Gilani could feel the "carelessness" of Dragon Zhan. Although she felt a little uncomfortable, she did not resent the Dragon Zhan because of this.

As a standard European and American woman, she is quite open about relationships between men and women.

"Goodbye if you're destined to be!"

Gillani, who was free and easy to relieve her depression, raised a smile on the corner of her mouth and waved her hand. She no longer missed Long Zhan's chest, turned around and walked onto the boarding gangway.

As Gilani enters the plane, the stairs retract the cabin door closes.

The Gulfstream G650 slowly glided into the runway. Under the guidance of the ground airport personnel, it gradually accelerated out of the runway and rushed into the sky.

Watching the plane go deep into the sky, Jason also led the team to say goodbye to Long Zhan.

Team B has completed the rescue mission and safely sent the ambassador and intelligence personnel onto the plane, but has not completed their "duty job" to come to Libya.

Jason just received a notice from Eric that there was a mission target near Benghazi.

Instead of waiting here for a few hours, flying to Tripoli and then driving back in a car, it is better to take the opportunity to complete this task.

Although Jason, Sonny and others wanted to stay, they would have a good chat with Long Zhan about their recent situation.

Then wait until the private plane is delivered to you, and then fly to Tripoli together and find a tavern to have a good meal.

But as a soldier, he is still a special force soldier, and often he can't help himself.

There is no way to get it.

Long Zhan and Team B, who had just met for several months, could only join forces to complete a beheading mission in a hurry, and then parted again in a hurry.

Before leaving, Jason did not forget to remind him to recover from his injuries as soon as possible and return to Team B.

Long Zhan did not make a positive response because from the day he left Team B, Team B became a passerby in his life, and he could not return to Team B.

Even after a while, he will manage to leave the Black Team's Secret Service Group Six.

Even DG will become a passerby at that time.

...

The information was that some people left by plane, and then Jason's team B and the two people from Delta drove away, leaving only GRS and a group of six people at the airport.

As Libya's second largest city, Benghazi's airport covers a large area.

Prove it was once brilliant.

Unfortunately, after years of war, not only the airport facilities have been attacked, leaving bullet holes and artillery pits of all sizes.

Various passenger planes and aircraft can also be seen in the airport apron and some hangars.

But these planes have one thing in common.

That is, either the shells were blown into two sections, or one of the wings was blown off, or the fire left only Hei Qiuqiu's plane rack.

These dozens of destroyed planes indirectly explain the reason for the depression of Benghazi Airport.

Things that cost tens of millions or hundreds of millions of dollars will have a certain probability of turning into scrap iron when they fly here, and no airline can afford such a huge loss.

Even though the civil war has ended for several months, it will take several days for a flight to land.

The GRS and his group who stayed behind did not dare to leave the airport because they could be attacked at any time when they went outside and could only wait inside the airport.

When a private plane flew to Tripoli, it would take several hours to fly back.

Long Zhan had to take everyone to find a frame, and set up a temporary resting point with a tarp.

I drove two cars over and parked below, looked at the slowly rising sun, and savored the past 9 hours.

"It is not accidental to be attacked at the intelligence station. It must be after a period of planning, and the thugs must be held accountable afterwards." Tanto said angrily.

"Yes, it wouldn't be possible for people from the intelligence station and the embassy to survive without us."

Tyroen pounded everyone's chest one by one and said proudly: "We fought side by side last night and finally won the victory. This is our glory."

"Glory?"

Oz seemed to feel this way, shook his head and said sarcastically: "Tay, guess how will they report this?"

"No need to guess, the webmaster will win the medal." Boone said with a little envious but helplessness.

"What about the QRF team?" Oz asked again.

"All of them will receive medals, and Libyans will benefit, but we won't get anything, because we are just nannies hired by the CIA to shoot." Tanto smiled bitterly.

Honor is the lifelong pursuit of a soldier, even if he is discharged from the army, Titanto is still eager.

"Then what did we get? Did we complete a job with a chance of survival of less than one thousand, and then get a salary of hundreds of dollars this day? It's really fun."

Tiger didn't know how to describe it, but the entangled mood in his heart at this moment.

"Honors and other things are all about the New Year, because we are no longer soldiers, we are just completing a job. We can all go home safely to reunite with our family, which is our biggest gain, right?"

As soon as Long Zhan said this, it immediately resonated with everyone present.

"Yes, it's great to be able to go home."

Taroen let out a long sigh, the depression on his face was swept away, replaced by the desire to go home, and his eyes were filled with longing for his wife and children.

"Yes, we can go home."

"Only after feeling shrouded in death, I know how happy it is to live."

"I miss home, I miss my daughter."

The best emotion in the world is family affection. GRS people felt the cruelty of the war last night and felt more and more that survival was the greatest "reward".

It was at this moment...
Chapter completed!