The Goddess Shines on America

But when Alice actually sat down at her desk, the first job she did was not the document she reached for, but a phone call. And it wasn't she who dialed out on her own initiative, but the phone on the other side who hung up on her own.

As soon as Alice connected, the voice of Akaman, the father of the dance fan, sounded from the opposite side: "Alice, did you just arrive at the office?"

"Bingo, bingo, I just took my seat, and I only read three or two lines of the report Harry sent." She chewed on the lemon cake and said, "How many times have you called?"

"Four times, with an interval of fifteen minutes before and after. It seems that my timing is pretty accurate." Akaman's voice sounded a little complacent: "Have all the soldiers I sent have arrived? Are you satisfied?"

"I haven't talked with them in detail, but I just briefly explained the situation." Alice swallowed the cake quickly and said, "They all seem to be of good quality, but in fact, everything else is easy to talk about, as long as you can keep your mouth shut The door is closed, as long as it can cooperate with O'Brien's command. It's just an underground construction task, can they still drive the excavator?"

"Haha, you're right." Akaman chuckled softly, "Think of me as a mercenary from Blackwater International, who can fly helicopters in the sky, invade submarines in the water, and drive tanks and armored vehicles even more easily. If the workers can’t do it, isn’t that putting the cart before the horse?”

"Well, I have reservations about the battlefield capabilities of these soldiers. After all, you are the professionals." Alice said while holding the phone in her left hand, while her right hand was busy operating the fax machine. Minutes later, the machine was accepting faxes.

"So..." The sound of printing didn't stop for a moment, Alice picked up the first few pieces of A4 paper and said: "These are their files, well done, we really need to fundamentally ensure that they will not leak the secrets."

No single file printed all the information about a soldier, from headshot to name, from time and place of birth to their family composition, all on it. Of course, this group of Blackwater security company employees sent here are all composed of the most elite retired US soldiers, so the information about their previous service and personal strengths are also listed in the resume.

"Alice, I need a letter of approval from you, because this involves a higher level of confidentiality." Akaman said on the phone: "You are going to expand the laboratory underground, and all the programmers know about it." ?"

"Oh, dear Uncle Levi, they are not ordinary programmers." Alice sorted out each freshly printed file with a smile and said: "All over the world, especially in the United States, of course senior Hackers, do you think they may be people without curiosity? Rather than concealing it, it is the most appropriate way to drag them into the water."

On the other side of the phone, Akaman made a long pause: "Well, what you said makes sense, anyway, be careful, even if your project has the support of the British royal family. After all, its value is too high, Once it gets out, people all over the world will go crazy about it."

Alice's expression couldn't help becoming more serious. She glanced at the telephone close at hand and said, "So, it's time for me to upgrade the security measures of the research institute. If I lose, Uncle Levi, I will continue busy."

Now that the words came to this point, the two quickly hung up the phone.

Then, Alice let out a long breath, and leaned back on the $5,000 Nissan black leather computer chair, turned around, and faced the bright glass windows behind her.

At noon, on the plain at the southeastern tip of the British Isle, Alice's office had a typical layout facing north and south, and a green grassland was transparently displayed in front of her. The curved surface of the glass window is astonishingly long. Alice looked to the left, enough to glimpse the parking lot in the direction of the main entrance of the institute and a whole inter-county highway. The muck tunnels that will be dug for underground construction will break through there.

"Ah~ this is life~"

Feeling so emotional, she lazily stretched her waist.

At least before I graduate from high school, this is the core of my current career.

Alice was well aware of this.

So far, many of her industries have fully entered the stage of healthy development. Cisco has already been listed, and the Maimaimai strategy and acquisition team have also been established; Microsoft's Windows 3.0 has just been launched, and under the long-term remote guidance of the NT project, her help is less and less needed. , Alice hadn't even been to Redmond much. Email exchanges are enough to solve all problems; the mainland clothing market is just at a time when it is developing more vigorously, and some small-scale investments also have their own way to go, and there is no need to worry about it.

Therefore, she can focus on more interesting things.

Before she had no money, she had to rely on her smart brain to make money. Now that she is not short of money, she can play hard.

After stretching, facing the large and bright glass window, she beckoned.

With a whoosh, a file bag popped out of the drawer and fell into Alice's hands.

There is no spoofing words such as "S-Class Confidential", but the mental wave attached to the surface of the file bag alone is enough to form the most appropriate defense.

Alice opened the file.

The first document that was pulled out had a series of shocking titles printed on its head.

"Golden Triangle Survey Report Seventh Edition"

In the upper left corner of this document, there are two black printed letters, BL, which is the abbreviation of Black Lagoon.

Turning around, facing the desk, Alice began to read carefully.

[Time: January 17 to February 23, 1988.

Scope: global

Business: It has been proven that the annual output of opium cultivation is about 1,200 tons. More land is being opened up. The local warlords have plans to increase the output at a high level. It is estimated that the output will reach at least 1,800 tons next year. The proportion of heroin production is increasing, and the status of the international transfer station is improving. It is expected to recover quickly from the blow in 1986 and once again surpass the "Golden Crescent".

Power: Khun Sa has controlled the Thai-Myanmar border for 400 kilometers. The personal control area is the narrow and long area bordering the eastern Shan State of Myanmar and the three provinces of Chiang Mai, Chiang Rai, and Mae Hong Son in Thailand. Wanxinde Village in the development area is its command center.

Troop configuration: 3,000 elites are always around him, 6,000 soldiers are stationed in the headquarters of Huomen, and there are about 20,000 armed forces in Shan State from south to north under his command. The 'commodity transport team. ’ Soldiers are mainly young people from ethnic minorities in the mountainous areas of Myanmar. They are equipped with individual hot weapons such as machine guns, submachine guns, M-16 rifles, different RPGs, and a small number of American short-range rockets.

Market: Strictly control, prohibit subordinates from smoking, "commodities" are insulated from mainland China, and focus on European and American countries as the target market. It has been detected that 60% of the heroin currently in circulation in the United States is provided by Kun Sa, and the FBI has offered a reward of two million dollars for him.

Rating: A-level; the personnel are mainly composed of individual light weapons, and have rich experience in fighting with the Burmese and Thai troops. It will be particularly difficult to cooperate with the geographical advantage, and can be appropriately upgraded to A+ level. 】

As above, the report has been completed by Alice

Dach rated the Kunsa faction as A, which did not exceed Alice's expectation. Because according to the power rating standard she set for Black Lagoon, the S-class belongs to the Taliban's high-end rebels with tanks, armored vehicles, and helicopters. Although the Kunsa forces have been rampant in the Golden Triangle for many years, they are nothing more than a group of rogue drug dealers, and it is considered an A+ by virtue of the location.

"Thirty thousand people..." But she continued to read the follow-up content of this document, and watched the detailed investigation of Kunsa's armed forces, and she was still speechless for a while.

Of course, Alice will not forget the development of any of her forces, even the Black Reef Trading Company with only one employee and a missile-modified torpedo boat—no matter what the business is, at least this is the name. Calculating the time, it has been more than two years since Daqi set off from the Central American Isthmus to Thailand. After the retired Vietnamese veteran got acquainted with the situation in Roanapura, he naturally put more energy into it. Arrived at the world-famous Golden Triangle.

"It seems a bit too risky to use the golden triangle to feed my black water..."

Alice was a little hesitant. While Black Lagoon was working for her, the training of Blackwater International Security Company was of course in full swing. Unlike soldiers who specialize in defending their homes and the country, mercenaries will never be idle, and they must rely on real iron and blood to grow continuously. But if the Golden Triangle is used as the first touchstone, even if the most elite part is sent, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not steal chickens or lose money.

After all, the Kunsa army, which has a geographical advantage, really perfectly inherited the tactical characteristics of our Tuba Road. Actual combat is different from EA's future Call of Duty. The "lethal power is only five" cold gun tactics will really cause huge battle damage!

"...It seems that we still need to discuss it with Uncle Levi."

Alice thought, if she really wanted to try the Golden Triangle, the best way would be to intercept the transport team. Killing the delivery personnel, burning the goods, and submitting the physical photos to the Burmese and Thai military to get paid, the above process is the best way for the Blackwater operation. But this definitely requires a long-term plan. Whether it is the selection of veterans suitable for this job, the contact with the two militaries, or the possible shipment information, information cannot be obtained in seconds.

Facing the computer, a related email was quickly sent out. At this moment, the Iran-Iraq War has begun in full swing, and Blackwater's troops, composed of a large number of retired troops, are about to sneak out to the Middle East. The first official and huge order is just around the corner, so there is indeed plenty of time to consider the idea of ​​the Golden Triangle.

At the moment the mail was sent, Alice glanced at the date.

The "Ramadan" operation in Iraq is about to begin.