Far away on the outskirts of Benghazi, a large, slightly unusual courtyard suddenly became lively today.

Outside, some Berians dressed in traditional Arabic robes watched the cars drive into the mysterious place, all with curiosity on their faces.

It is said that a wealthy merchant lived in that courtyard, and although I don't know why this so-called rich merchant was in such a place, many of the Villans who came and went in and out were armed with them, so the locals also agreed with this statement.

After all, it's so chaotic in the city right now, maybe people just think it's safer in this kind of place.

What they saw, of course, were soldiers borrowed by the CIA from its allies, the 2.17 Martyrs Brigade.

This not only protects their safety, but also gives the CIA's identity a better cover.

And the reason why there are so many vehicles coming in and out today is because the elite agents who have been seconded from the CIA headquarters in the United States have already arrived in Villa, and Station Commander Wells sent half of his only ten-man operation team to meet them.

There are four cars in total, although they look no different from ordinary vehicles, but these cars are specially reinforced, whether it is the windows or wheels, they are bulletproof and explosion-proof.

Four cars quickly entered the courtyard, and a group of nearly twenty people got out of the car.

Stationmaster Wells was already standing there waiting to greet his men.

"Welcome to Villa!"

Looking at the men and women in front of him, Wells smiled and stretched out his right hand.

After some introductions, Wells led the group into the two hastily vacated houses that served as their dormitories.

To be honest, these two houses are not very large, and the beds alone are already packed.

The three female agents inside were living with the female staff members of their intelligence station before.

Wells explained with a smile: "We've re-rented a big yard in downtown Benghazi, it's a big house for the rich in Benghazi, and there are a lot of rooms, so let's just take care of it and we'll move in when it's cleaned up." ”

After listening to Wells's words, everyone said again and again that it didn't matter, they really didn't expect this person who was about to become their immediate boss to be so easy to talk to.

The resentment that had been sent from the bustling homeland of the United States to such a chaotic place has also dissipated a lot.

After arranging the life problems of these people, Wells led them to familiarize themselves with the work that they needed to do next, and the intelligence station at this time looked a little disorganized because of the lack of personnel, so they needed to be familiar with their own work.

Time passed slowly under such circumstances, and it was almost time for lunch.

Just as Wells was about to take them to dinner, Ah Mao, who had disappeared for a day, hurriedly came to them.

"Stationmaster, there's news!"

Mao's abrupt words made everyone present a little stunned, but Wells raised his hand to stop Mao's next words, because he knew what Mao was talking about.

Apologetically to the crowd, an old agent led them to dinner, and Wells took Mao to his office.

"Say it."

Closing the door, Wells sat down in his place, looked at Mao and said.

Ah Mao said with some excitement: "Stationmaster, I got the news that Younis was ambushed by unknown people on the road on the day he returned to Benghazi.

Younis was killed on the spot by the enemy's snipers, and the 300-man guard battalion that was protecting him was wiped out by the enemy more than 140 people, and finally those people managed to escape!

Now there is a reshuffle within the opposition, especially for the military situation, so now there is a mess in the National Council! ”

Wells's chubby round face finally showed a long-lost smile and nodded, seemingly very satisfied with the result.

However, after the excitement after the completion of the task, Ah Mao's heart became a little uneasy.

Looking at Wells sitting above, Ah Mao couldn't help but ask: "Stationmaster, why do we assassinate General Younis, wouldn't this weaken the strength of the opposition?"

In this case, it will probably take much longer for Villa to end the war! ”

After all, Amau is still a Villa, and he hopes that his country and people will get out of the abyss of war as soon as possible and get rid of the precarious days.

This is one of the reasons why he joined the CIA and hopes to become an agent sooner rather than later.

In fact, Ah Mao is very smart, he knows where his country will go next, and he also knows that if Villa wants to live a peaceful life, then he can't do without the support of these countries.

He didn't care whether Zafiq's dictatorship was good or bad, and Mao told himself that it was enough to know that many countries in the world did not want Zafiq to exist.

Villa doesn't have the strength to defend his country on his own, so why not find a stronger backer?

No matter what these people or countries want from Villa, at least that will bring peace to the country, which is what an ordinary citizen of Villa wants to see the most!

Looking at the thin Ah Mao in front of him, there was an unconscious humility on his face at this time, which made Wells, a guy who had always been proud of his country, very satisfied.

"Good!"

Wells walked over and patted Ah Mao on the shoulder, and said in a serious tone: "Ah Mao, you have done a good job in this mission!" As for your doubts, I think you will understand later. ”

"I promise you that the reward you will give you after the completion of this mission will never break your promise, from now on, you will be a full member of our CIA, and your salary and benefits will be the same as everyone else!

And as long as you can make more contributions to your work in the future, then I will give you the right to become a U.S. citizen and officially become a noble U.S. citizen! ”

Ah Mao's eyes suddenly lit up, this kind of promise was still very tempting to him.

After all, he still needs to think about his future, even if Villa can really end the war in the future, then with his own ability, he will live at the bottom of this country.

This situation does not involve the matter of love or not patriotism, after all, every country is different, and in Villa, Amao still can't see his future.

Or that the future he sees is not what he wants.

He doesn't want his wife and children to live in misery like himself in the future!

(End of chapter)