"Let's deal with the wild boar here, I'll go to the house and look for spices." Katyusha put down the steering wheel in her hand, the golden afterglow of the setting sun, reflected on her delicate facial features and fair skin, set off a hazy beauty, she put her sunglasses on her forehead, bit a strand of blonde hair on the side of her mouth, smacked her lips and walked out of the car.

"I'll go get some water, find a place to cool off, and it's up to you." Olivia took off her sweat-stained black coat and pressed her army-green vest against her sturdy twin peaks, and walked straight to the well, pulling a bucket of water from it and walking towards a house.

"Why is it that dirty work like killing pigs is all a man's business?" Louis felt unfair.

"Dude, let's not say a word, let's do it. Watch out for the scoop of water in Olivia's hand flying over. ”

Half an hour later, the wild boar changed its voice under Hugh's skillful knife technique, and Katyusha came to them empty-handed: "There is a private house with a kitchen with quite complete condiments, and you must be tired of eating barbecue along the way, do you want to try my Russian-style pork chops?" This is an ancestral secret recipe that my grandmother taught me. ”

"Isn't it, it's making our saliva come out." Olivia stepped out of a private house and wiped her wet hair with a patterned bath towel. The light brown skin is covered with crystal droplets.

"You are not allowed to be greedy, but leave me a little more." Louis picked up a piece of wild boar meat with a plastic sheeting and walked behind Katyusha.

"Haha, I didn't expect to have the opportunity to feast in Africa, it's really a joy in life." Hugh picked up another piece of plastic sheeting and walked past Katyusha, smiling warmly and gratefully.

At dinner time, in a bungalow in the village, except for Katyusha, the special agent team sat around the table, lit candles, and placed half a watermelon in front of each person, each with a dinner knife stuck in it, Hugh and Olivia cut the flesh of the watermelon, forked it up with the tip of the knife, and put it in their mouths. Louis rummaged through the village and struggled to find a bottle of tequila, which he opened and filled the glasses.

Katyusha wore an apron and brought over a large plate of fragrant, fatty but not greasy pork chops in sauce:

"Bell, bell, bell, the main dish is shining, and the meal is ready."

Now, the only thing that is out of step with this relaxed atmosphere is the corner of the living room, which was once crippled by shelling, and the wooden furniture, which is covered in a thick layer of dust, as if to remind everyone that war is imminent.

Just as everyone raised their knives and forks and prepared to start, Hugh's watch was accompanied by a video call from the intelligence center's Melinda.

Hugh put down his knife and fork and connected the phone, Melinda's upper body hologram was projected into the air, she saw the team members who were having dinner, and first greeted warmly: "Hey, how was the experience of the trip to Africa?" Can everyone get used to it? ”

Everyone smiled and nodded in greeting, only Luis spoke: "It's just that there are many mosquitoes, and the bite is full of bags, so I knew to bring mosquito repellent here." ”

"Haha." It caused a burst of laughter from everyone.

"Straight to the point." Melinda cleared her throat with a serious expression. "The organization now needs to add a new task."

"Please instruct." Hugh looked at the pocket-sized beauty in the air in front of him.

"The president of this country has a son named Uwamba." Melinda introduced the mission.

"The Eight Dancing King? It's a really creative name. Louis couldn't help but snicker.

"Don't interrupt, listen carefully." Olivia pinched him on the wrist, and he became honest at once. "The President has just authorized the appointment of him as the head of the military's General Logistics Department, responsible for the supply and storage of military logistics supplies. This person is a son-in-law, like a rich second generation who is fake. The ability is not big, and the temper is not small. Relying on his father's status and influence, he was rampant and domineering in the capital, doing all kinds of evil, pulling out guns and shooting people who didn't like him, going in and out of various bars and nightclubs all day long, and living a luxurious life. Melinda continued, projecting his photo onto the video, showing a black muscular man in a senior officer's uniform, with a look of light eyes and a scar on his face.

Hugh shook his head: "Kidnap this kid? ”

"That's exactly what I'm going to do next, and as the military's logistics chief, he naturally knows where the highly enriched uranium is stored. Take him hostage and get the coordinates of that batch of supplies. Ship them back home. At the same time, kidnap CIA officials and sabotage the deal. However, the organization is worried that with the cooperation between the CIA and the government of this country, there will be similar transactions in the future, which is not a good thing for the organization or the ordinary people of this country. ”

"I have a solution." Katyusha had a plan.

"Tell me about it." Everyone was full of curiosity.

"The kidnapping of CIA officers is to disrupt the deal. The kidnapping of the president's son was to obtain the whereabouts of nuclear materials. In this case, why not plan it, wait for the batch of nuclear raw materials to arrive, get rid of that son, and then blame the CIA. led to the breakdown of the partnership between the country and the CIA. Katyusha revealed her plan.

"Brilliant plan." Everyone praised each other.

"Yes, this plan is very feasible. I'll ask the top of the organization for advice and I'll get back to you later. Melinda hung up the video call.

Five minutes later, the group received instructions from the intelligence center: "Adopt Katyusha's plan and do everything according to plan." ”

After dinner, the group hid the jeep in the aisle of the two houses and spent the night in the village.

Early the next morning, after hours of traveling, the Grand Canyon in front of the road gradually came into the field of vision of the secret service team, and dozens of government soldiers guarded the entrance to the canyon, checking the sparse passing vehicles.

"What should I do?" Olivia slowed down and drove to the side of the highway.

Katyusha refilled the TR21 assault rifle with grenades, Hugh inserted a pistol magazine into the Desert Eagle to load the bullets, and Louis held two grenades in one hand.

Seeing that everyone answered this question with silent actions, Olivia stepped on the accelerator, drove the car onto the highway, and drove towards the enemy checkpoint at the entrance to the canyon, in order not to alarm the enemy, she controlled the speed of the car and maintained a normal driving attitude.

Luis didn't know when he lit his Havana cigar again, taking a big gulp.

"I said with a grenade in my hand, can I stop smoking?" Olivia turned her head and grumbled.

"A little nervous, rest assured, before the grenade is thrown out, the cigarette will always be in the mouth, it won't be a mistake, I've been playing with explosives for more than ten years, you can rest assured that I'll do something." Louis took another puff.