Battlefield Contractor

General Herbert said nothing, turned and walked into the bathroom, rinsing the ink from his face on the tap. After drying his face with a towel, he said to Lin Rui, "Congratulations, you won."

In Colorado, the command room at Berkeley Air Force Base Building, 8 miles east of Denver, was silent. A group of US officials are all staring at the LCD screen. General Herbert's sentence that you won, silenced these senior officers.

Mr. Jensen turned off the LCD screen, turned on the lights, turned to look at these officers, and sighed. “Although I don’t want to admit it, this time, the North American Air Defense Joint Command can be said to be a battle. Completely defeated. But this also gives us some enlightenment, even in today's rapid technological and technological changes. Even if we can hit fixed or flying targets thousands of miles away, and accurately intercept the missiles coming from the attack. But in some aspects, we, Still fragile."

The American soldiers stopped talking. Jason said slowly, "The war on terrorism in the next few years will still push the United States to the forefront. How to defend against small-scale raids and infiltrations is still a topic that we need to study. You will get this time in a few days. Complete video and comprehensive analysis of the action."

The exercise was over, and Lin Rui and his team were taken to Berkeley Air Force Base again the next day. Jason met them in person.

"Our task is completed. Although it is seventeen days earlier than the one-month time limit required by our contract." Lin Rui pushed a piece of information to him, "I need your signature to confirm that the contract is completed."

"Of course, the process was wonderful. You may not know that General Herbert was so angry about it." Jason smiled, signed the contract to confirm, and stretched out his hand to Lin Rui. "Happy cooperation."

Lin Rui stretched out her hand and shook him, suddenly frowning slightly. Jensen's hand is definitely not what a civilian should have. The calluses on it are very thick and are traces of frequent gun use. But Lin Rui calmly withdrew his hand.

Jason smiled and said, "The success of your operation this time. You have won a pretty good contract, including a two-year security defense contract for eight overseas bases, plus relevant personnel training, which is a very good deal. Sale."

"I'm not in charge of business, I'm only in charge of action. So I don't know if it's a good deal, but I do know that if I go back earlier, I can have an early vacation and rest." Lin Rui smiled slightly, "Farewell."

"Please." Jason stretched out his hand. Lin Rui and Jiang An turned around and left.

Jensen watched them leave, his brows moved slightly, and he whispered, "Sir, what do you think of them?" A white man in his fifties came out of the suite on one side and sat on the sofa.

The man nodded and said, "I'm a very nice young man. In fact, they found me when they first came in, but they didn't change their expressions and didn't ask much, but they were guarded. That's why he deliberately refused to respond to you. Regarding the topic of business, I am very smart. Keep watching them, maybe they will be the right people to perform that task." The old man nodded.

"But they are members of a military company. I'm afraid..." Jensen frowned. "I'm afraid their too complicated background will hinder this mission."

"That's why I let you observe." The white old man smiled slightly.

"Yes, sir." Jason nodded.

Lin Rui and the others walked out of the Berkeley Air Force Base building and handed the documents in their hands to Jiang An, "This is done. This is a big deal. Brothers are working hard. Please invite them to have a big meal tomorrow."

"That Jason didn't finish at all." Jiang Jian smiled slightly.

"Of course I can see it. I feel that he must have something, maybe there will be other commissions. So I hurriedly pushed him and asked them to go to Long Zheng noon if something happened. Don't be polite with these Yankees, It's his motto. Of course Long Zhengwu knows how to deal with this group of people." Lin Rui also smiled.

"That's right." Jiang An nodded.

The two returned to their residences, and the mercenaries were drinking and gambling happily. Lin Rui banged on the table hard, "It's almost the same, and I will call the police if I make trouble with the neighbor. I can't help it. We will go out and drink later."

"Hey, boss." Sergey walked over and handed him a bottle of beer. "It's during the holidays, so there is no need to be so strict."

"I just don't want you to have too much energy, and I can't help but go to the house to reveal the tiles." Lin Rui said, taking the bottle. "Have you contacted Fatty Long?"

"After contacting, he was very satisfied with this action. But he asked us to rush back immediately. So we had to cancel the scheduled celebration tomorrow. So, we decided to take advantage of it now and have to go back to Africa tomorrow. Now." Sergey said helplessly.

"Tomorrow, why is it so urgent?" Jiang An frowned.

"Is it necessary to talk about it? There must be other tasks." Lin Rui sat down and said, "But it's okay. For us, the US military's attack exercise is like a vacation and recuperation for us. It is time to adjust and return. It's on track."

He squinted his eyes for a moment and smiled, "But it shouldn't be a big deal, otherwise he will talk to you directly."

Lin Rui nodded and said nothing, but he understood in his heart. There is only one possibility of recalling them so suddenly that something happened in Africa.

They returned to St. Kaiser Island the next day. But when Lin Rui left to find Long Zhengwu, Angel told him that Long Zhengwu was meeting with a client.

"Customer?" Lin Rui frowned, "What kind of customer."

Angel said, "I don't know the identity, but a Chinese."

"Chinese? Are you sure? It's not from other places, right? You have to know that not all yellow skin and dark eyes are Chinese." Lin Rui frowned.

"I have been dealing with Long Zhengwu and Silver Wolf for more than ten years, and I can understand at least a few words in Chinese." Angel shrugged. "And when I passed by just now, I asked about the taste of tea, not coffee."

"I believe that you have a good nose. Although you can never tell how bad the wine you sell yourself." Lin Rui mocked.

"Hey, even the worst wine has never lied to you. Because your kid never drinks wine that is not free. So don't mock my integrity in doing business." Angel shook his head.

"If I want to ridicule, I will be like those who have drunk your wine, thinking that what you sell is simply swill." Lin Rui smiled.

"Okay, okay. You can choose not to drink." Angel said helplessly.

While the two of them were talking, someone walked in from outside and smiled slightly, "Two glasses of black-brand whiskey, Lin Rui, today I invite you."