Chapter 139: The Grace of Mutual Help
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Robert then shaved off the "trophy" he had thrown aside, a sturdy male wolf, disemboweled, washed and cut it in the river, and searched for a few branches of vines and plants from the woodland as ropes, and hung them on his backpack. This wolf meat has to be soaked in sterilized Chinese herbal medicine water to make him feel at ease when he goes back.
Just as he left the river and headed towards the location of the wooden house, Robert's mobile phone rang for a long time, and he divided it into a circle of comrades-in-arms, relatives and friends, political circles, and task circles according to the characteristics of his network, and each circle set a different ringtone for callers, so that the person who came could know as soon as he heard it, and the current ringtone indicated that the other party was a figure from the political circles, and over the years, because he had withdrawn from the military career, the contact with friends in the political circles had gradually become sparse.
Who would be looking for him at this time? Robert took out his phone and looked at Will's name on the screen, and couldn't help but recall memories of Will many years ago.
As early as 13 years ago, on a sunny morning, as a U.S. Marine Corps, he received a notice from his company: The instructors of the Navy SEALs, who represent the highest level of the U.S. special forces, accompanied by Will and other Washington politicians, would come to the company that afternoon to inspect and guide the work, and at the same time provide an opportunity to apply to join the Navy SEALs.
At that time, Robert's training indicators were in the forefront of the company, whether it was a 10-kilometer armed weight-bearing cross-country race, or a long-term breath-holding underwater, or a 1,000-meter rifle live shooting, no one could beat it at that time, and the only physiological defect was that Robert had a slight arrhythmia.
The company commander knew that the Navy SEALs, who were extremely strict about recruitment, would definitely find out about Robert's problem. But with the hero's sympathy, he still hoped that things would turn around and he would be able to hire Robert exceptionally, so he submitted his application form.
The SEAL instructor carefully reviewed the training indicators and physical fitness reports on the form, and when he saw this item of heart, he couldn't help but frown at the less-than-ideal data on it and rejected it on the spot.
It happened that Congressman Will was also around, and the contents of this form aroused his interest, and he was curious to know what level of combat quality the elite of the Marine Corps company had reached, so he took it from the Navy SEAL instructor: "It's not a big problem...... Well, even if there is a slight arrhythmia, but this can also be overcome through later treatment and training, and the recruitment conditions of our special forces must not be too impersonal, we must know how to make good use of people, and we must not make any capable person regret it for life because of our bureaucratic style. β
After hearing this, the instructor next to him said again and again that Will's identity was a Republican congressman at that time, and the big men from Washington had spoken, how dare he disobey an instructor who was active at the grassroots level, if he did not give face to his superiors on this occasion and publicly argued with the congressman, it was difficult to guarantee that the other party would not transfer himself to the road as a traffic police officer and play the role of a road vacuum cleaner, and it would be difficult to get ahead in this life. What's more, what the other party said is not unreasonable.
After a while, after seeing Robert himself, the councilor patted him on the strong shoulder and said earnestly: "Young man, do a good job, I am very optimistic about you, there is no problem in entering the Navy SEALs, but you also know that the Navy SEALs have always had a series of very strict assessment subjects, with a high elimination rate, as for whether you can pass the final test and become a full member of the Navy SEALs, everything will depend on you in the future, don't let me down." β
Hearing the affirmation and encouragement from the councillors, Robert felt heartfelt joy and gratitude.
If it weren't for Will's words at that time, he would have been out of the U.S. Navy SEALs a long time ago, so he could only retire from the Marine Corps and continue to live an ordinary life. So Councillor Will had a good understanding of him, and after passing a few weeks of devilish training for the Navy SEALs, he became an official SEAL.
He could not hide the joy in his heart, and found the phone number of the councillor from the internal yellow pages,
Just as he was about to visit the parliamentarian's home in person, he received an overseas mission order from the commando and was transferred to the Middle East theater of operations, which was 13 years.
Now Robert looked at Will's call and decisively answered it, no matter what the other party told him, he would definitely go to the soup and die.
After a brief pleasantries, the councillor told him that he had a black box containing important secrets that needed to be transferred to see if Robert could take over the custody for a while.
Convenient, of course, Robert replied cheerfully on the phone. The lawmaker then told Robert to take the nearest flight to his home in Washington for a specific interview.
After hanging up the phone, Robert quickened his pace through the woods, quickly arrived at the cabin, put the gun in place, put the wolf meat in the refrigerator, changed into a new and crisp suit, put on a tie, polished his leather shoes, jumped into a Toyota pickup truck with the Caucasian hound, and drove towards the nearest town, where Robert would leave the hound in the care of a friend of his for a few days.
He then jumped into the highway, heading straight for the San Francisco airport.
September was the off-season for some routes to the United States, and Robert had no trouble getting a ticket to Washington at the airport. He sat in the empty departure hall, patiently waiting for the arrival of boarding time, a tall Pan Am staff member covered in delicate curves, walked up to him, handed out an iPad tablet with a VIP registration form on it, and then showed a warm smile: "Sir, join our VIP club to enjoy our latest discount route recommendations and flight points cashback activities." β
"Thank you." Robert nodded gentlemanly, then took the tablet from the other man's hand and filled it out with interest.
A faint smell of LancΓ΄me's miracle perfume floated towards Robert through the other party's well-cut uniform, and he looked up at the stewardess's beautiful face and plump body, which made his heart flutter.
He is forty years old, but he is still single, although his mercenary career over the years has made him a lot of profits, but the emotional aspect is still blank, fortunately, the American values of marriage and love have always been relatively open and free, and the mainstream social ideology is also very tolerant of this, and after the children become adults, they will be independent of their parents. There will also be no pressure from the elders in this regard.