Becky looked at the thing in Owen's hand with some surprise. It was a hard drive.
"I took it off specifically during the retreat."
Irving explained that he had long been careful to guard against Barnes, and this guy was indeed dishonest.
"With this, it will be much easier to handle. Leave the rest to me..."
Shabaitian patted her chest and assured that the British safe house was an elite stronghold of Makarov. It can be seen from the weapons and personnel there, so there must be something useful in the computer, Shabaitian
I really wish I had a computer at hand now so that she can show off her magical powers.
Everyone returned to Omega, and as expected, as Pain Barnes said, many people had already left. The remaining people were also packing their things. Owen did not stop him, nor did he give up at all. It was true that he formed this team.
But he didn't put in much energy. On the contrary, the vice-captain Ghost put in more energy.
Some people hurriedly left with their personal belongings. After asking, they found out that almost all of them had a buyer. Even if those who can be recruited by Omega are not elites, they are certainly not mediocre. These are talents.
As soon as the news came out, it was divided up by several powerful departments, CIA, FBI, CTU, NSA, DCPD (Washington Police Department)...
As soon as Sha Baitian entered the door, she found her computer and started to work hard on the hard drive. The members of the team on the way had already reached a consensus that Omega was disbanded, but they would not disband. They would find Makarov no matter what, regardless of Swag.
Whether it is life or death, there must be accurate news.
Cracking the hard drive is not that simple, not to mention that the hard drive has been somewhat damaged in the continuous battles, but these are not problems, Shabaitian has enough ability to solve it, whether it is a hardware problem or a software problem, it is only a matter of time.
Everyone separated and went back to their respective homes. Silly Baitian promised to tell everyone as soon as there was news. The happiest among them was probably Ela. Omega existed in name only, but at least she still had somewhere to go.
Returning to his home in Washington, Irving opened the refrigerator and opened a can of cold beer for himself. While drinking the beer, he looked at the night view of Washington. The lights were starting to come on outside, and Irving missed Monica who was far away in Italy.
Jack's matter has always been a worry for him. If he can catch Makarov and force the president to pardon him, that's fine. If not, Irving may have to take extreme measures. He can't really let Jack stay in prison for five years.
, Jack is a patriot, this is the biggest injustice to him.
Things happened in a hurry last time, and Owen didn't plan many things. If he really took action, there would be a big risk that he would be dragged into it, so he asked Monica to hide abroad in advance. If Owen is asked to do it again, Owen will definitely do it.
Detailed planning to ensure nothing goes wrong.
"Dududu~~"
The phone rang and Owen picked it up. It was Sam.
"Steve, I heard that your Omega was disbanded?"
"how do you know?"
Owen looked up at the clock on the wall. This happened less than 2 hours ago, and this guy actually knew about it.
"Haha, I have some channels, and it's not a secret. My friend also recruited two people from you..."
Irving laughed at himself, "Yes, it was disbanded today. The presidential decree signed by the president himself disbanded an anti-terrorism team that had saved this country from danger many times."
"Oh, okay, I won't comfort you. The main reason I called you is to ask you if you are interested in working with me? I promise not to split up your group, and you will still be with your people.
You can choose any task, and I will give you the best treatment..."
Sam was like a businessman, it turned out that this guy had this idea.
"No, Sam, we came back from Mexico together. You know, I made a lot of money, it's time to enjoy life..."
"Okay, I knew it would be like this. I just asked, what if you change your mind? Haha, I wish you a happy life. It's really a good idea to leave this damn battlefield..."
Sam hung up the phone without any more nonsense. This guy didn't have much hope in the first place. He just tried to recruit him to see if it worked. He knew Owen's strength and had worked with Omega. If he could recruit him, he would definitely be the main ace player. Omega
Past performance is their best advertisement. As for the confidentiality clause, haha, it is only for ordinary people and has no effect on people like them.
After drinking a can of beer, Owen took a hot bath and called Monica in a foreign country while lying on the bed. The passion between the couple had long since disappeared, and the relationship slowly settled down and turned into something like
It's a matter of family affection, but it's a process that every couple must go through.
While chatting, Irving fell asleep at some point. During this time, he was either on a mission or on the way to a mission. The matter between Jack and Swag consumed a lot of his energy. Owen was already exhausted.
It's just that his nerves were habitually tense, and when he relaxed, he immediately fell asleep.
Monica on the other end of the phone couldn't help but smile when she heard the snoring coming from the receiver, and felt a little distressed. She gave her a sweet kiss in the air and turned off the bedside lamp.
A night of silence.
In the early morning, the sun shone into the room, and Owen woke up on time. He opened his sleepy eyes, and the light through the window shone on the ground, adding a touch of bright color to the room.
"Dududu~~"
Early in the morning, the phone rang at an inappropriate time, and Owen suddenly remembered that he had fallen asleep while chatting with Monica last night.
Picking up the phone, it was silly, this girl must have been up all night on the phone at this time.
"Becky, you are so early..."
Owen made a joke, and Silly Baitian's excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "Owen, I found a clue..."
But at the same time, Fred's voice sounded next to him like a background: "Oh my God, my dear, you didn't sleep all night, did you..."
Owen chuckled, but Silly Baitian ignored Fred and continued to talk to himself: "I really found a clue..."
Owen had no choice but to smile and ask: "Okay, tell me, what's the clue?"
Silly Baitian's voice sounded very excited, and it didn't sound like he had been up all night. On the contrary, Fred's voice next to him was full of fatigue, as if he had been plowing the fields all night last night.
"The information in this hard drive is very rich. I checked a lot and found that there were a lot of photos, routes, terrain, near and far photos of people, house structure diagrams, etc. in the most recent folder. Then I found the photos
Who is the person on it?”
"who?"
Owen asked subconsciously.
"U.S. Ambassador to Libya---Chris Stevens."
"You're saying his next target is probably going to be this Chris Stevens?"
"Yes."
Owen's energy perked up and he got up from the bed.
"So where is this Stevens now?"
"Well, I checked the news. He was in Tripoli a while ago, but will soon be leaving for Libya."