From arms dealer to king of war

The sudden news caused chaos in the CIA office area...

Everybody is on the phone, everybody is putting pressure on someone in Libya, they want to know who the person or group is that attacked the ambassador.

There is nothing unique about the work of the CIA. It is about bullying others, begging in a low voice, or exchanging benefits. If you take my money or receive my benefits, you must reply to me.

The CIA and the diplomatic system are not affiliated with each other, and the embassy did not seek assistance from the CIA.

But soon the call from the White House came to Eric’s mobile phone. He first asked about the situation in Benghazi, and then started to ask how many available people were at the CIA station...

At this time, Eric realized that something was wrong. He did not report the existence of Qiao Jia, and concealed the existence of the "Iron Wall Mercenary Group" responsible for his own security. He only reported P·B's 20-person team.

Eric didn't hide it from Qiao Jia when he answered the phone. After he hung up the phone, he glanced at Qiao Jia with a strange expression. He kicked the desk hard, then walked to the center of the office and pulled a piece of He wrote a number on the whiteboard with a carbon pen, then clapped his hands vigorously and shouted: "Now begin the base destruction process. All paper documents will be destroyed, and all electronic documents will be sent to the CIA server.

Give up trying to find out the identity of the attacker, I ask you to activate all local connections, and we need to plan a safe evacuation route to the dock. "

As he spoke, Eric slapped the whiteboard hard, pointed to the long list of phone numbers on it, and said: "Remember this number. If any of you are left behind, just use your mobile phone to call this number. The CIA can use satellites to track you." s position.

Ladies and gentlemen, you are all professionally trained people. From now on, we must be responsible for our own safety. Whether we can evacuate safely depends on whether your actions are meticulous enough.

Remember, any action you take now may determine our life or death..."

Eric's tone was extremely serious, and the atmosphere at the scene was very solemn. The platinum-blond female agent Sophia suddenly raised her hand and said: "Sir, should we contact the Afica Command?"

Eric looked at Sofia like a fool and said, "Who do you think Mr. Ambassador will contact first?"

Eric waved his hand vigorously and said: "Execute the order..."

Qiao Jia didn't express any objection to Eric's approach. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, frowning and thinking about what went wrong?

The attack happened just after he landed in Benghazi. Could it be related to Harlot or the French?

But how do they position themselves?

He was flying on a private plane, and even the control tower at the Benghazi airport was not a professional, and even the CIA was now one of his own! !

Qiao Jia didn't think anyone at P·B would betray him. Could it be that he was recognized after just a short time at the airport?

"what's on your mind?"

Eric walked to Qiao Jia with a solemn expression and said, "I have a very bad premonition..."

Qiao Jia glanced at Eric, frowned and said, "I'm wondering if it was my appearance that caused the French to start early?"

After hearing this, Eric shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with you, look there..."

Qiao Jia followed Eric's finger and looked at the electronic clock on the wall, which clearly showed that today is September 11th...

Qiao Jia, who realized something, rubbed his temples painfully and cursed: "Shit, today is the September 11th anniversary, so the person who attacked the ambassador must be someone from Al Qaeda."

FUCK, these people want to declare war! ! "

Eric said with a solemn expression: "It may be more than that. Someone from the White House called me just now and asked me about the manpower and arrangements here, but they did not tell me their rescue plan."

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "You mean the person behind Harold can influence the White House?"

As he spoke, Qiao Jia looked at Eric's meaningful expression, stared and said, "Don't be kidding, don't tell me that the black guy in the white house is Harlot's boss?"

Eric shook his head and said: "Of course he is not, but Harlot's boss has close relations with the Vice President and Director of Intelligence of the United States."

Qiao Jia shook his head slightly and said, "What does this mean? Your boss can't work?"

Eric lowered his head and was silent for more than ten seconds, and then said: "I'm afraid the situation is worse..."

After hearing this, Qiao Jia waved his hands indifferently and said: "It doesn't matter, we should have expected this situation.

There is just no support. We can fight out on our own as long as we understand the general situation. "

Eric took out his cell phone, took a look at it, and said in a low mood: "No, I said it might be worse..."

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Eric by the collar and glared at him and said: “You mean you were betrayed by your boss?

How can this be? Harlot and his people also wanted to steal the email evidence..."

As he spoke, Qiaojia realized something and said: "Oh shit, your boss is participating in the internal election of the Democratic Party and may soon become a presidential candidate.

She is also a Democratic Party. Can I guess that you and the ambassador were used as bargaining chips? "

Eric smiled reluctantly and said, "Just a phone call can't explain anything..."

Qiao Jia looked at Eric, who had an ugly face. He was silent for a moment, stared into Eric's eyes, and said, "If I can guarantee your safe return, can you continue to hang out with your boss?"

Eric knew that now was the critical moment, he was silent for a long time, and finally said: "I'm not sure!

Jackal, I've been away from Washington for so long I'm not sure!

I only know that if I can go back alive, I will definitely not be able to return to my previous core position..."

As he spoke, Eric looked at Qiao Jia, who looked extremely serious, and said nervously: "But I can still help you, and my network of connections is still there.

Their goal was achieved. As long as I didn't take the initiative to break the news, no one would make things difficult for me. "

Qiao Jia waved his hand and said: "Don't be nervous, I promised to save your life, and I will definitely do what I say!

I can understand the separation and reunion of those big shots, but I don’t understand what benefits they can get from betraying you to make the French happy? "

Eric said frustratedly: "There are differences within the United States on the current situation in Libya...

I guess they wanted to use the death of the ambassador to make up their mind on some people, so that the spokesperson of the energy group would completely abandon Libya and focus on the Middle East.

If my guess is correct, then the next step is that they will send more troops to Syria and completely hand over Libya to Britain and France.

While making Europe feel at ease in maintaining energy security, it also allows France to reduce its investment in the Middle East.

This is what the British and French want. The British and French have invested more troops in Afghanistan than the United States. They do not want to be trapped in Syria.

This political turn will please a lot of people! "

Qiao Jia had a creepy feeling after hearing this. The consequences of such a big shot's game were very terrible.

There is a saying that "a grain of sand of the times becomes a mountain when it falls on everyone." And every decision made by these big figures who are leading the times may turn into a river of blood.

The worst thing is that what they pursue is profit, and what they care about is how to maximize the benefits for their own interest groups.

The people represented by Harlot must have wanted to intervene in the dispute in Libya at first. After all, planting a flag in Libya and controlling the energy output here would affect Europe, otherwise they would not take the initiative to cause trouble for France.

As a result, something went wrong. Not only did Isis' people take away the nuclear materials, but the crazy France also grabbed their pigtails. Then they began to make a decisive turn and turned around to cooperate with the French.

The ambassador was obviously kept in the dark and was still implementing the previous strategy, so he became a bargaining chip.

Eric is even worse. This guy is just a step, a stepping stone for the French.

In fact, things were not as bad as Qiao Jia expected, but Eric's importance was greatly reduced by his boss's negative attitude.

Perhaps because he was worried that Joga would give up on him, Eric said seriously: "Jackal, as long as I return to the United States alive, I will be safe, and at least I can get a deputy director position within the CIA.

Maybe I will be marginalized by then, but my connections are still there. Deputy Secretary of Homeland Security Flynn owes me a favor. At the same time, because I participated in the formulation of the defense budget, I have a good personal relationship with the Deputy Secretary of Defense...

I still have a chance! "

Qiao Jia looked at the panicked Eric and said with a smile: "Are you worried that I will give up and run away by myself? Then you are overthinking...

Don't make random promises that you can't do! "

As he spoke, Qiao Jia looked at Eric, hesitated, and said, "I'm actually considering, are you worth my efforts to support?

I am an impatient person. Once your boss becomes a presidential candidate or even president, you may not be able to get ahead in ten years.

Don't blame me for speaking directly. I am a trustworthy person and will do my best to ensure your safety. But you know that I have a company in the United States and I need one or more spokespersons.

I couldn't hire a retired general or even a secretary of defense like those big companies did, and the Department of Justice wasn't the best option for me. "

Eric was stunned. He looked at Qiao Jia hesitantly and said, "At this point, are you still considering whether to sponsor me?"

Qiao Jia shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "You have helped me a lot, I can't do things like burning bridges across rivers.

Actually, I can probably understand your situation. I'm thinking, why don't you just go to Central Africa with me?

You have the ability and connections. As long as you leave the political circle, your boss will probably not kill you.

But I hear what you mean. You still want to go back to Washington, so I have to think about whether I should make up my mind to help you.

Because to help you, you must defeat your boss, otherwise you will not be able to get ahead. "

After hearing this, Eric looked at Qiao Jia as if he were seeing a ghost, and said, "You actually want to defeat my boss..."

As he spoke, Eric suddenly realized something. He stared at Qiao Jia who was smiling but not smiling, and said: "Oh shit, those emails..."