The P1 level team in Empire Barrier is different from the ordinary team. For ordinary level employees, tasks can be issued directly, but at the P1 level, many tasks require detailed instructions.
Therefore, every time a task is assigned, Bourne must be called in. However, this time Bourne wants Wang Zhen to listen.
Use this guy's brain.
"The company has a mission?" Wang Zhen walked quickly to Bourne and asked in a low voice.
"yes."
"Why are you calling me?"
"Go and listen to it and analyze it."
"Where are Mountbatten and the others?"
"Ah?" Bourne was stunned.
"You didn't call them, you just called me, right?" Wang Zhen gritted his teeth, "Brother, you are... bad, you are calling them all!"
"That's right." Bourne nodded quickly.
Seeing Bourne turning to call the others, Wang Zhen rubbed his teeth. These soldiers were good at everything, they were bold and straightforward, but they were too rough in what they did.
PMCs are not just about fighting and killing, they also need to be humane and sophisticated.
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In the small conference room, Cobham was sitting in the main seat, and the sickle team was lined up on the left and right.
Cobham's eyes lingered on Wangzhen Town for a moment. This was the first time he looked at Bourne, a new member of the team. He looked ordinary, but his smile was quite gentle.
With a slight cough, Cobham said: "Let me introduce the mission. The mission comes from the Foot Covering Building and requires us to protect a person."
As he spoke, he clicked the mouse, and a picture of a person appeared on the projection wall.
"Faisal ibn Abdul Aziz, an Iraqi, a member of the Kadima Party, a member of parliament, your task is to provide protection for his personal safety."
"Is there any problem?" Cobham looked at Bourne.
Normally, Byrne would ask how long the protection would be, how much commission the task would be, and then accept the task, but this time Byrne looked at Wang Zhen, raised his chin, and signaled him to speak.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Zhen.
Wang Zhen scratched his head and forced out a smile, saying that he must say it. He has almost no combat experience and lackluster combat ability. He is the one who is holding back the team. I won’t say whether he will become the most powerful one in the future, at least.
Now, he plays the role of the think tank of the team.
"Mr. Cobham, I would like to ask, which sect does Faisal ibn Abdul Aziz believe in?" There is a reason why Wang Zhen asked this first.
Although Lanna Thai believes in Buddhism, YSL is the mainstream belief in Southeast Asia as a whole, and it has been infiltrating Lanna Thai, and the situation is quite serious.
Within YSL, religious denominations are very important.
"Sunni," Cobham said.
"Is the Kadima Party dominated by Sunnis? What is the current composition of Iraq's political system, and who calls the shots?"
Cobham raised the corner of his mouth and turned to glance at Bourne. He had told Bourne this kind of question before, but these guys who only care about muscles never cared about it. It was too complicated and gave him a headache.
As time went by, he stopped talking, and now, someone actually asked him about it.
There was no need to think too much. Cobham understood it very well and said directly: "The current political system in Iraq is that a Kurd is the president, a Sunni is the prime minister, and a Shia is the speaker of the parliament. Kurds, do you know?"
"I know that an ethnic group with a large population living in the border areas of Iraq, Iran, Syria, and Turkey has not established an independent country." Wang Zhen replied: "So, how dangerous is this mission?"
Yao Ji works as a late-night snacker, and Wang Zhen is poor, so he spends his time scrolling through his mobile phone and reading the news, and he really gets to know this race.
"You are the P1 team, and the money for the Foot Covering Building is not that easy to get." Cobham said with a smile: "Before you went, Mr. Faisal was not in any danger, but when you go, there is a danger.
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"In other words, our protection is more about political considerations." Wang Zhen twitched the corner of his mouth and immediately thought of the problem. Faisal became the agent of the United States in Iraq.
In the conference room, Mountbatten and others looked confused, and Bourne frowned. What does this have to do with the mission?
"Yes, if the situation is too dangerous, then give up on Faisal, so you should care more about your own safety than protecting Faisal's safety." Cobham clapped his hands lightly, "If it were before, I would
I won’t tell Bourne this, it will make Bourne not know how to carry out the mission.”
"How to judge when to give up? What should I do if the mission fails?" Bourne frowned, his tone full of displeasure.
What frontline soldiers hate most is this kind of ambiguous mission.
Fighting but not fighting, retreating but not retreating, what's the point!
It's too hard for them to think about dirty issues like politics.
Cobham spread his hands and said, "Bourne, your people asked. It's not my fault."
Bourne glared at Wang Zhen.
Wang Zhen rubbed his nose and did not rush to answer Bourne, "There should be a lot of this kind of foot-covering missions in the building."
Cultivating agents is, of course, the cultivation model. Cast a wide net. We have found hundreds of such agents in the United States.
The Foot Covering Building has paid 80% of the commission, and there is no need for a refund even if it fails, but Cobham will not say that if he really tells the people below, will they carry out the task or simply give up?
Mission success rate Imperial Barrier is very important.
Cobham thought for a while and said: "The Foot Covering Building has divided five levels for this kind of protection task. What you got is a level 3 task, and the task time limit is three months."
"Where might our enemies come from?" Wang Zhen asked again.
"That's a lot." Cobham thought for a while and said: "After the US military withdraws from Iraq this year, the situation in Iraq is very unstable. Your enemies may come from the terrorist organization AIS, or they may be the Shiites supported by Iran.
, it may also be anti-American Sunnis, even the Kurds, or other people supported by the United States may take action against you."
"That is to say, no one can be trusted except ourselves." Wang Zhen looked solemn.
"The company has a branch in Iraq, which will be your backing."
Mayor Wang took a long breath and said, "Please have some information about Iraq, including the government, religion, system, factions, etc."
"Yes, I will have someone send it to you." Cobham nodded.
"Then I have no problem." Wang Zhen looked at Bourne.
The corner of Bourne's mouth twitched, damn, originally I had no problems at all, but now, my mind is full of problems!
After asking so many questions, under what circumstances is it considered critical? You don’t need to worry about the life or death of the target!!!
What nonsense!
When he walked out of the conference room, Bourne's face was darker than ever, and Wang Zhen lowered his head and dared not speak at all.
Is it my fault?
ah!
Isn’t that what meetings are like? It’s all nonsense from beginning to end. You need to go back and slowly understand the spirit of the meeting...