Mu Yang heard Luca say that he seemed to have heard some information, so he bounced up from the ground and walked to the monitor: "Turn the picture around, mainly monitor that area." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

It's an office, not luxurious, but it's the best place compared to other militarized units in the mercenary base.

In the picture, a middle-aged white man with distinctive pure white hair and a cigar in his mouth is on the phone.

"Who is this?" Muyang asked.

"The head of the Swedon mercenary regiment, Andrew. Saris. Luca said.

Seat semi-recumbent, Andrew. With his combat boots on the table in front of him, Saris was holding the microphone in one hand and was talking.

"The guns and clothes are ready, rest assured General Campbell, although he has a lot of defense, their defense is a bunch of garbage, in front of us are paper men, as long as we operate well and act quickly, I am sure that we will be captured in one fell swoop." Andrew. As she spoke, a puff of cigar smoke came out of her mouth.

"Andrew, you'd better not be careless, it's a country after all." Said on the other side of the phone.

"Hahahaha, a country with only 3,000 troops, if necessary, I am confident that our Switon mercenary group can wipe out their army." Andrew. Saris said with a smile.

"What we want is not a fragmented country, but a complete puppet state that can be controlled in our hands, Andrew, act according to our original plan, I am here to tell you this time, the operation will officially start on October 21, when the time comes, you will enter the port on a cargo ship, and then wait for the order, and act together with the country, your task is to capture the president, and if you can't do it, kill him." The man on the phone said.

"No problem at all, by the way, General Campbell, should we be paid for this operation?" Andrew. Salis asked.

"7.5 million US dollars, I will call you a lot, and the government will not owe you this money." Said on the other end of the phone.

"That's good, I'm waiting for the good news."

The phone hung up, Andrew. Saris didn't get up, and threw out the microphone in his hand, which landed on the phone very accurately, and this hand was quite slippery.

"These damn guys, it is estimated that the bribes will cost no less than hundreds of millions, but those of us who work hard are only a few million, and the mercenaries are really miserable." Andrew. Sarith muttered to himself with his eyes closed.

His feet were on the table, and the chair was swaying, so uncomfortable.

"It seems that your intelligence analysis is correct, and it is really the Swedon mercenary group. It is indeed the Americans behind them, those Americans are really fanning the flames everywhere, looking at the recent international situation, the reality of Turkey, then Myanmar, and now they are targeting Djibouti, they are really idle. ”

"Did you record the call just now?" Muyang took his eyes off the monitor screen and asked Luca.

"Yes, it's already been recorded." Luca Dao.

October 21st, it's October 3rd, and there are nearly 20 days left, so we still have plenty of time.

What should I do now, directly eliminate this Switon mercenary group under the mountain, and eliminate the incident invisibly, Mu Yang shook his head. Lost in thought, Lukka sat aside and waited quietly, without disturbing him.

After a while, a smile appeared on Muyang's face.

Maybe this is an opportunity, but since I knew the news in advance, why not take advantage of it.

Perhaps, the Americans can be given a heavy blow and let them suffer a big loss.

"Luca, do you know who this General Campbell is?" Muyang woke up from his contemplation and asked Luca.

Luka paused for a moment, and his brain searched quickly, his mind stored a lot of information about the real world, which could be used as a know-it-all.

"There are three generals with the surname Campbell in the United States, namely John Campbell. Campbell, Cheryl. Campbell and Dave. Campbell. ”

"John. John Campbell, former commander of NATO's International Security Assistance Force (ISAF) and a three-star U.S. lieutenant general. Cheryl. Campbell, a female major general, is the vice president of the United States Air Force Academy in Sberins, Colorado. David. Brigadier General Campbell, Deputy Chief of Staff, Logistics Command, Pacific Fleet, U.S. Navy. Luca gave a very detailed overview of the three of them.

"Certainly not Cheryl. Campbell, because the guy who had just called was clearly a man. Now the biggest suspect is John. Campbell and Dave. Campbell, Luca, who do you think it should be? Muyang said.

"If other factors are excluded, John. Campbell's probability is 71.6 percent. Campbell's probability is 28.4%. Luca gave a very detailed analysis.

Indeed, David. Campbell is much less likely, after all, they are involved in different things, he is attached to the Navy, a deputy chief of staff of the Navy, and it is really unlikely that he will be involved in a coup d'état.

"Luca, now we split up, your task is to infiltrate the mercenary group, keep abreast of their movements, preferably among the people involved in this coup operation, I am going to go to the United States, and meet this John . Lieutenant General Campbell. Muyang said, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Are you going to catch him and torture him?" Lukka asked curiously.

Mu Yang shook his head, "That's the stupidest way, it's the high-tech era, let's make full use of our superior resources, what do you say, Luca." ”

"I'm sorry for this John. General Campbell's privacy is concerned. Luca said.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect Luca to tell jokes too, it's really good, you're learning better and better, even I can't tell if you're a robot or a human." Mu Yang said with a smile.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, Muyang left the hilly and mountainous areas, leaving Luca here alone, as for how Luca wants to infiltrate the Swedon mercenary group, that is not something Muyang needs to consider, Luca will have a way to do it himself.

That night, Muyang bought a plane ticket from Maputo to San Francisco, USA, and then transferred in San Francisco and flew directly to Washington.

It has entered October, the weather in the United States is already a little cool, Mu Yang is wearing a shirt, holding a suit jacket in his hand, walking on Franklin Street very casually, the maple leaves on both sides are still green, but the treetops have been slightly red.

"The street named after the dollar, hehe." Muyang thought maliciously.

John Campbell's home is on Franklin Street, a two-story villa-style building. (To be continued.) )