The phone rang, and An Qiqi hurriedly answered the key.
"Director An, are you looking for me?" Wang Xiao's voice came from the phone. His tone was urgent: "Let's keep the story short. I have a lot of things to deal with here."
"Okay." An Qiqi responded happily: "Minister Wang, you don't need to worry about anything else now, just do two things. First, you should contact the commander of your unit as soon as possible and let him first
Don't move, just be prepared for defense. If the opponent fires first, stay where you are. Don't disperse and evacuate, and your troops will be pulled away!"
"Then what?" Wang Xiao asked.
"Second, use your connections in St. Paul over the years to immediately investigate which groups of armed men are working for Gustav."
"No more?" Wang Xiao asked.
"Yes, no more." An Qiqi told him: "You do these two things first and don't worry about the others."
Wang Xiao was a little impatient after hearing this: "Director An, your plan won't work! The other party has already begun to encircle the army, with one layer of government troops and one layer of private armed forces. Once they are all in place, we will have no room to move at all! Take the initiative now
Fire, disperse and break out, and there is still a possibility of breaking out."
In fact, Wang Xiao was full of distrust towards An Qiqi. He felt that she was just a little girl, a son of a high-ranking cadre, who only had the title of deputy director in the An Military Intelligence Bureau through his father's relationship. He himself
He has no commanding ability, let alone the wisdom to coordinate the overall situation.
An Qiqi listened to the other party's rebuttal and had no time to continue inking. She asked directly: "Now that you are asked to break out, how sure are you of breaking out?"
"It's very low, but it's definitely better than the chance of holding on." Wang Xiao responded truthfully: "I can't explain this to you, because you don't understand military command...!"
An Qiqi frowned and responded directly, "If you think there is something wrong with my decision, then I will ask Su Tianyu to call you. If Su Tianyu can't do it, then I will ask Jiang Zhou to call you?"
Your current perspective is very single, do you understand? The decisions I make are not based on imagination! I have an intelligence team of more than a hundred people working hard on this matter!"
Wang Xiao felt a little hesitant when he heard this.
An Qiqi added again: "Minister Wang, I am just as anxious as you. You have to know that if I didn't have a certain degree of confidence in such a big matter, I wouldn't have proposed such a plan!! Gustave already
We want to get money, but we don’t want to get blood! This is good for us. Even if they take the initiative to attack now, how desperate do you think those private armed forces who engage in kidnapping and selling gold bricks can be? They are just here to get money.
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Wang Xiao gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll make arrangements! But if the defense can't hold up, I will definitely order a breakout."
"Okay!" An Qiqi warned again: "I want to get the news as soon as possible! And it has to be very detailed...!"
"Okay, I understand." Wang Xiao quickly hung up the phone.
An Qiqi put down her phone, wiped the sweat from her palms, turned to Liu Hongxu and said, "Let's move, go directly to Bana City. Where is the main battlefield? We can't always control it!"
"Okay!" Liu Hongxu.
…
San Paolo, slum.
The entire slum is built on a hill in St. Paul City. Rows of houses are scattered somewhat messily on the slightly sloping hillside, looking like terraced fields.
The distance between the houses is very small, and the winding and narrow roads can only accommodate one car. In such an environment, this area has provided the world with too many outstanding football players.
A Chinese-owned shop is located on the corner of the street. The owner is a thin middle-aged man who sells cheap yerba mate.
In the basement of the shop, there were a dozen Chinese men crowded together. They were expressionless, sitting in a dimly lit room, holding automatic rifles in their arms and loading bullets into the magazine one by one.
"Bang!"
The wooden door next to it was pushed open, and two Chinese young men were carrying boxes of grenades inside. Rows of firearms were hung on the wall next to them, making the entire basement look like an arsenal.
Brother Qiu was sitting in the back seat, carefully inspecting an M-series rifle on his lap.
After sending Huo Jun to heaven, Brother Qiu and the others have been hiding in the basement of this slum. The owner of the shop is one of their own, and they are surrounded by their informants, so they are relatively safe.
The basement door was pushed open again, and a young man walked in, walked quickly to Brother Qiu, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Qiu, we have heard the news about Wu Boxin."
"Okay." Brother Qiu nodded, and at the same time reassembled the disassembled automatic rifle and pulled the barrel of the gun.
"Do you want to do something?" the subordinate asked: "There is a lot of chaos in the city now, and we are just fishing in troubled waters..."
Brother Qiu put down the automatic walker and waved his hand: "Don't worry, let's wait for the news from Director An. At this moment, everyone's attention is focused on the Wang family. Maybe we, the people in the city, will be needed to cooperate."
After hearing what Brother Qiu said, everyone nodded.
"Buzzing..."
After a while, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated. Brother Qiu picked it up and saw that it was An Qiqi calling. He picked up the phone and asked in a low voice: "Security Bureau?"
"Brother Qiu, you can let Wu Boxin go for a while." An Qiqi directly gave the instruction: "Let's talk about his matters later. You have other tasks now. I will send you the information in a while. , you act according to my instructions."
When Brother Qiu is working, he basically never says a nonsense word: "Okay."
"One more thing." An Qiqi asked: "How many people have you infiltrated into the city in advance?"
Brother Qiu made an estimate in his mind, and then said: "There are about seventy or eighty people, but they are all scattered and not in the same place."
"Okay." An Qiqi said immediately: "In a moment, the message will tell you the target location. Then you contact the two teams closest to the target location and ask them to help you complete the mission!"
"I got it." The two chatted quickly and decisively. After finishing speaking, they hung up the phone and Brother Qiu began to prepare.
…
Add cities, highways.
Military green trucks were driving on the road to the airport, forming a row. The sheds of each truck were filled with soldiers from the Blackwater Corps and the Terrorist Squad.
Jin Maohui was sitting in the command car at the back. Halfway through the journey, Su Tianyu's phone suddenly came over: "Hello? Well, I've arrived. Okay, okay, I understand, um...!"
After chatting for less than three minutes, Jin Maohui hung up the phone, picked up the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder, and ordered the troops: "Pull over and park."
The motorcade pulled over and Jin Maohui, wearing a helmet, opened the door and jumped out.
After walking a dozen steps forward, Jin Maohui stretched out his hand and shouted loudly: "Select a hundred people from the special operations team for me, all of whom will put on disguises and go out alone to perform missions!"
After waiting for a while, a hundred people came out of several trucks.
Big Bear was wearing a military uniform and was also in the queue. He carried the rank of squad leader on his shoulders and saluted and shouted: "Report, I am willing to lead the team to perform the mission!"