Germany, Frankfurt, CIA Division.

After Bob finished processing the documents in his hand, looked at his watch, and after arranging the next things, Bob said hello to his colleagues and prepared to leave work.

In almost all of the CIA's attempts to overthrow foreign governments, there was a man named "Bob." Actually, "Bob" is not the name of a certain person, but the code name of the person in charge of the special operation.

Similarly, Bob is just his code name, he is almost fifty years old, but he has become the head of the CIA in Europe, and almost all affairs go through his hands.

Although he did not work at Langley, Bob was a prosperous official, and in a few years, when he added to his resume, he could return to the United States and serve as deputy director of the CIA, and possibly even director.

Thinking back then, when he was one of the many pawns of the CIA, Bob couldn't help but sigh in his heart, every senior executive of the CIA started from the most basic agents, and when he was 31 years old, Bob accepted an order from the CIA to get rid of Saddam.

He arrived alone and carrying an AK-47 rifle to the mountains of northern Iraq.

Having won a championship in skydiving as a young man, he was in charge of intelligence activities in the Soviet Union in the early 90s. Because he trained Sudanese guerrillas against Gaddafi, Libyan intelligence went after him. He is considered a rapidly rising star of the CIA.

At the time, the U.S. government gave the CIA only $20 million a year for the overthrow of Saddam, which in the eyes of young Bob was not enough to set up a secret radio station in Iraq, a drop in the bucket compared to the cost of the CIA's efforts to overthrow Nicaragua's Sandinista government in the '80s.

He then considered supporting resistance fighters in northern Iraq, and a successful ** could spread to the south and all the way to Baghdad. It just so happened that al-Chalabi, the leader of the Iraqi National Congress, an Iraqi organization founded with the help of the CIA, also had the so-called "three-city plan" to attack the northern Iraqi cities of Mosul and Kirkuk and the southern city of Basra, triggering locals in these cities** and inducing Saddam's troops to surrender to the guerrillas. "Bob" reported the plan to the CIA.

After intense preparations, and under Bob's coercion and inducement, Chalabi decided to launch an attack on Mosul and Kirkuk. Unexpectedly, at a critical moment, the opposition force was divided due to internal strife, and the two main leaders, Massoud Barzani and Jalal Talabani, quarreled over the division of the money earned from oil smuggling, and Barzani withdrew from the operation.

When the US president's national security adviser, Lenny Lake, learned of this through other channels, he immediately ordered Bob to demand that he and the opposition cease the operation or face the consequences.

But Bob was unwilling, he had been planning for so long, how could he just forget it?

The opposition moved anyway, naturally at the instigation of Bob, and at first everything went well, and in northern Iraq they succeeded in persuading Saddam Hussein's more than 1,000 officers and soldiers to surrender. However, without the support of Barzani and Washington, the National Assembly's military operations were halted a week later, and Bob was urgently recalled to Washington to be reviewed by the FBI, this time with a secret war for which "Bob" was specifically responsible, costing as much as $120 million.

The end result was that Bob abandoned the Iraqi opposition and returned to his home country to be investigated, according to his predetermined plan, this operation, if not to overthrow the cunning Saddam, would have left him with great vitality, and he should be greeted with flowers and praise.

It's just that things often go beyond his expectations, and what prevented him from taking this powerful action was the group of congressmen on the grounds that he spent too much money, and if there was a reason, it was that this action would put the US government behind the CIA in an extremely disadvantageous position.

Now when he thinks about this action, Bob will yell, "FUCK"

Since then, he, the rising star of the CIA, has been refrigerated, all the big dreams of the Spring and Autumn have been shattered in the investigation, and his position has been replaced by another "Bob".

However, with the change of US policy in the Middle East, the elder Bob was used again, and the CIA top brass directly authorized him to be the CIA's director of the Middle East.

In the end, under his planning, the United States followed the Afghanistan-Fu War, brazenly launched the Iraq War, directly took Baghdad, and smashed all opposition forces, and finally the US government angrily hanged Saddam, an American thorn in the Middle East, and ironically, Saddam Hussein was cultivated by the CIA, and finally became one of the biggest enemies of the United States in the Middle East.

However, in this matter, old Bob understood one thing, no bullshit national interest is not no interest, and the interests of the consortium behind the group of congressmen are interests.

Parliamentarians have made a fortune from the war, and the biggest beneficiary of this is the family behind the president who started the war, which has completely removed all obstacles.

However, old Bob did not hate those interests behind the war, because he still wanted to be promoted, so following this route, old Bob got his wish and was promoted to become the director of the CIA in Europe.

Old Bob remembers the experience and goes to the garage to drive home to dinner with his wife.

It's just that as soon as he got into the car, his face suddenly changed, and he subconsciously took out his pistol, but a deep and cold voice came from behind him: "Your gun is no faster than my hand." ”

Old Bob was in a cold sweat, heard the voice, relaxed again, started the car very cooperatively, and left the underground parking lot, he knew very well that this was the German branch of the CIA, and if he entered the car for a few minutes without movement, it would arouse the vigilance of his peers.

Cars are driving on the road, and Mercedes-Benz and BMW can be seen everywhere, and Mercedes-Benz in Germany is just a taxi, so it is not surprising.

Germany is a self-reliant country, after World War II industrial development rapid, its products excellent quality, world-renowned, no matter what industry, most people as long as they hear that it is made in Germany, there will be two words in the bottom of their hearts: "rest assured." ”

German enterprise services are also first-class, there is a saying in the eyes of businessmen, called the customer is God, this sentence is used to interpret the after-sales service of German enterprises, but it is good, and the difference between German enterprises and Chinese enterprises is that if they want to open any exhibition, they do not need to rely on those bikini girls to attract the attention of customers, because they have a kind of self-confidence in their bones, their products are the best, without any external objects to set off.

If the United States is a country of desire, then Germany is a country of strict worldliness, Bob has lived here for five or six years, and even has a feeling that he does not want to return to the United States, because the equality and freedom that Americans preach everywhere is simply ironic compared to the Germans.

"The Hand of God project has entered an advanced stage, does it need to move forward?" Old Bob seemed to know what the man sitting in the back was trying to ask, so he spoke up and explained everything before he could ask.

"Hmph." The person sitting in the back of the car let out a deep voice, "I'm here to tell you that you can start the next move." ”

"Need to use your right hand?" Old Bob asked.

"Nope." The voice behind him was low and cold, "Now that the left hand is still under control, there is no need to expose the existence of the right hand." ”

"I know what to do." Old Bob drove the car to a stop at the red light, waited for a minute, and then started the car again, nervously asking, "Mine"

As soon as he spoke, he seemed to find that there was something missing in the back and looked back, only to find that the back seat was empty, nothing, old Bob was in a cold sweat, shook his head, this person was definitely the most terrible person he had ever seen, he didn't stop, he didn't even think about going over to investigate how this person got into his car, he just knew that going home now, as if nothing had happened, was the best move.

On the way back, old Bob had been thinking about something, and the person who was sitting behind him just now was codenamed M.

Before meeting M, the old Bob was still under the FBI investigation, at that time he was disheartened and even thought that the investigation would be carried out indefinitely, and M was like a savior, appeared in front of him, and since then his fate has changed, the FBI has ended the investigation of him, the CIA has lifted his freeze, and the old Bob has risen like a rising star again.

When he returned home, his wife Catherine had already prepared dinner, and he was waiting for his return, and he was just an ordinary person who had a wife and three children.

Everything he did was for them, Catherine was just an ordinary German girl, they met on the banks of the Rhine in Langman, she had a cold temperament, strong, independent, more modern, and even a little unmanageable wild and tough.

Old Bob fell in love with her, in order to protect Catherine and his children, Bob wanted to climb to the top of the CIA at all costs, the greater his use value, the more he could get everything he wanted, such as the leisurely life now.

At work he was the director of the CIA in Europe, but in life he was only Catherine's husband and father of several children.

Every day when he goes home, he can see Catherine's smile, and several children are playing around him, which is everything he wants, but because of his identity, he has to pay some price that ordinary people can't pay.

Some people say that with great power comes great responsibility, and Bob Sr. agrees with this statement, but this sentence only applies to his family, and he needs enough to protect his family's responsibilities in exchange for his right to live in peace.

As for the national interest? Those are bullshit in Bob's eyes, he was also young, he was also passionately ambitious, and all he got in exchange was toying and sacrificing under authority