With a small amount of funding from the CIA, the camp of the Shadow Company is almost the same every day, but although the Democratic Republic of the Congo is in full swing, the Angolan side is completely different.

It's like if you spend money to raise two goddesses, one is extremely enthusiastic about you, and gives you all kinds of cold and warm greetings every day, although there is no actual benefit, but you can at least confirm that your investment is not in vain.

And the other one accepts your flowers and gifts, and you expect her to make some practical expressions, but the other party doesn't even say thank you. This naturally discouraged the enthusiasm of the licking dog who sent the money, and the Hudson agent who arrived in Angola as a special commissioner of the CIA was this licking dog.

He was originally the head of the CIA's special working group in Vietnam, responsible for a series of special tasks including assassination, kidnapping, raids behind enemy lines, etc., in Vietnam, he performed outstandingly, received strong praise from his superiors, and was also promoted, but this official promotion was a bit unexpected, Hudson thought that he was going to return to China to be a middle-level leader, and live a life of family harmony and happiness, but he didn't expect this promotion, and he rose a little far, and he rose to Africa.

However, Hudson has a very good advantage as a good agent with outstanding ability, that is, he never complains about the environment.

However, when Hudson arrived in the DRC with his agents, he found that a private military contractor company that he had only heard of had laid a very good foundation for himself.

With the help of the other side, the work of the task force went very smoothly at first, and relying on Zabi's popularity among the resistance forces, the task force quickly got on the line with the SPLF and reached many initial cooperation intentions.

Then, a steady stream of guns was sent to the other party, it stands to reason that if there are guns and people, then something should be done, but what Hudson didn't expect was that after getting the aid weapons, the black uncles who should have taken advantage of the situation to launch some counterattacks to expand the control area not only did not do so, but were also destroyed by the Portuguese army Several weapons depots, and even several leaders who had met with Hudson before were killed.

It can be said that three-fifths of the CIA's first investment in the SPLF was wasted, and the brand-new weapons and bullets were blown up into scrap metal by bombs before they were even opened.

Hudson doesn't know how to describe his collaborators at the moment, these people, you say they are cowardly, they are fighting with the Portuguese army, but you say they are brave, those who can fire a few shots when they see the enemy and then run away are already elite, those who hear the appearance of the Portuguese army are the norm, and the most amazing thing is that these scattered guys can run back afterwards.

It's been almost three months since he arrived in Angola, and Hudson hasn't even had a single thing to report, and he even thought about whether he should take someone to a few Portuguese posts and report them to the higher-ups.

But it's a pity that they are very conspicuous in Angola as whites, and they are fine in the area controlled by the SLF, but they go to the area controlled by the Portuguese and if something happens, it is not a small problem!

"So, how the hell did the Shadow Company do it?"

Seeing that he had no breakthrough in Angola, Hudson could only return to the DRC depressed, ready to meet the actual controller of the Shadow Company.

And Shepard's first words after seeing the bald agent in front of him were not greetings, but asked if the other party was hot in Africa.

Agent Hudson was a little overwhelmed by such a straightforward opening statement, but as a good agent, he naturally didn't let the topic go cold.

"It's okay, after all, there's still a lot of shade in this place!"

"Yes, the environment is indeed very good, there is a kind of wild beauty!"

Shepard didn't bother with the bald head anymore, he took Hudson a bottle of cold Coke and asked.

"By the way, shouldn't you be very busy with the work you are responsible for, why do you have time to come to me, are you here to supervise the expansion of the airport?"

"Well, the sooner the airport is expanded, the more things we can transport, but there's one thing I don't understand, Mr. John Shepard!"

"What's the matter? Just say it!"

"How did you get those blacks to obey orders so much, the guerrillas supported by the Shadow Company occupy half of a province, which is much more powerful than what we do!"

"Ah, you can't talk nonsense!"

Shepard immediately waved his hand and hurriedly pointed the right way.

"We have no connection with the guerrillas active in North Lunda, which are supported by the British, and they control not half of the territory!"

Hudson was also in the dark when he heard this, the Shadow Company said that it was concealed and hidden, that it was exposed and exposed, and sooner or later it would be put on the surface, and this guy still didn't admit it.

"It's a shame you're not an agent! So, I wonder how the guerrillas in North Lunda were able to complete the counterattack against the enemy! It's okay, right?"

"You want to know this!"

Shepard then suddenly realized that this guy was here to learn from him, and he hadn't paid attention to the movements of the SPLF recently, because those guys hadn't moved at all, but the SPLM guerrillas who were active in the central region had been making a fuss, and not long ago they even used rocket artillery to sneak attack the Portuguese airfield in Luanda, and even killed a major officer, and now it seems that this guy is in a hurry.

"I don't know much about this, but if you want the SLF to do something, the first thing to solve is not the equipment of the soldiers, but the leadership!"

"Leadership Questions?"

"Most of the so-called guerrilla leaders are actually vain, incapable, and courageless, and their soldiers have the courage to fight to the death, but if the leader is an incompetent waste, no matter how brave the soldier is, it will be in vain!"

"Can you tell me how you did that?"

"Well, as far as I know, the most common thing for those British people is to choose an obedient one, and if the other party is obedient and capable, then it will be better!"

"But such a person, will other people be obedient?"

"Isn't this simpler, only one obedient one, that's enough!"

Shepard spoke lightly, but Hudson listened to it with a big head.

Shepard's idea doesn't apply to the PLA, the situation is completely different between Lunda North and the SLL!

"So, instead of thinking about SLF, you might as well think about Savimbi! The latter is really capable!"

Shepard genuinely suggested.