After staying at Washington headquarters all night and confirming that the reinforcements had arrived, Fisher breathed a sigh, then took a hard sip from the nearby wine glass.

"Have the casualties come out?"

"According to preliminary statistics, we lost 20 and injured 27, all caused by shelling!" The giant executive holding the PDA said in a heavy tone.

"If there is no exoskeleton, it is estimated that Arthur Morgan's company will stay there!" Seeing Fisher's face, the executive quickly comforted.

"I see. Where's Kate?" Fisher just wanted to ask the little secretary to do the pension work well, but he found that the other party was not in the room.

"Ms. Kate thinks the room smells too strong. She went out to breathe!"

"Breathable?" Fisher just recovered. More than a dozen people crowded into a small war room. There were a lot of cigarettes and alcohol this night. There were nearly hundreds of cigarette butts on the table alone. No wonder Kate wanted to go out.

"Well, Mr. Thomas, you will be responsible for the follow-up pension. The soldiers shed blood and sweat for us and can't make their family cry. If there are school children at home, give them letters of recommendation to famous schools. If they have life difficulties, they should not only give money, but also help them solve practical problems!"

"Leave this to me, sir. You've been up all night. Go and have a rest!"

"Rest, no, gentlemen, the real battle has just begun!" Fisher looked at the information about the rebels in sokovia in front of him. He had drawn a big fork for the above 17 tribal armed leaders and three mercenary middlemen.

"We went to sokovia to defend human rights. We also brought bright pigs and seed oil for these people, but they also need to understand that if they don't choose seed oil, seed oil will run to them!"

"Do you mean that we will continue to increase troops?"

"Yes, to be exact, to occupy sokovia!" Fisher could figure it out with his heels. There must be an old pusher behind the attack. Originally, he wanted to leave the trouble to the future Avengers, but now it seems that Strack can't wait to see the big sister of death.

With the click of high-heeled shoes on the marble floor, Kate walked into the room with her nose pinched.

"I think you really need to install a ventilator in this house!"

"The structure of this room is not suitable! Make do with it! "

"All right, go and wash quickly. I brought you the suit, too. Here comes Lynch from the CIA!" Kate waved her hand to reveal some life assistants behind her.

"Here comes Lynch? Well, I'm going to find him! " Fisher grabbed the cigar on the table and was about to go out.

"Wash first and smell your smell!" Kate raised her index finger and poked Fisher on the shoulder.

“OK！ OK！”

Half an hour later, Fisher shook his wet hair and pushed open the door of the conference room.

"Yo, man, coming!" In the conference room, a suit man in his thirties with straight short hair was dangling his legs with coffee.

"Take your feet off my sofa with thousands of knives!" Fisher came forward with a kick.

"Thousands of dollars. It seems that I need to inform the tax bureau to come here and have a look!" The man put his feet away, stood up and looked directly at Fisher.

They looked at each other for a few seconds and laughed at the same time.

"Long time no see, brother!"

Lynch cloros, his original name should be Marshall, but after he joined the CIA, he changed his name to Lynch, according to his words, because his career needs a little dignity.

As a senior director of the CIA's overseas operations department, Lynch and Fisher have known each other for almost ten years. At that time, Fisher was a lieutenant of the marine expeditionary force, while Lynch was an ordinary agent. After drinking a drink at a base barbecue party, they became the most notorious combination in the U.S. overseas base, Lynch took the information from the CIA, and Fisher led people to smash the door. The two cooperated to catch many former government officials and officers. Lynch took people for reward, and Fisher swallowed the stolen money. The two cooperated for several years. In the end, they even pulled the whole base in, and the commander of the garrison was dragged down by the two.

Later, however, because of the rotation of the garrison and the personnel transfer of the expeditionary force, the two did not do this again. However, after Fisher retired from the army, the two gradually began to work together. It can be said that at the beginning, the CIA became the enemy of the giant god, with Lynch, and the CIA's funds increased year by year.

Now, with the accumulated credit, Lynch has become a senior director of the CIA. It can be said that he is not old enough to be the director.

"I have to apologize to you first!" After playing treasure, Lynch sat on the sofa with a heavy color, "you know, at present, the goal of the United States and even NATO is to firmly watch the polar bear!"

"So you want sokovia as a springboard?"

"Yes, it's close to the Caucasus mountains. The terrain is complex. We can do a lot of articles!" Lynch picked up the stylus in front of him and began to write and draw on the map projected from the conference room.

"So, it seems that I broke your good deed?" Fisher looked at the red dots on the map in the rebel controlled area, which should be the weapons storage point given to them by the CIA.

"I can't talk about those guys. You know what virtue they are. Ferra is unbearable. We have hired a lot of mercenaries from other areas, but the combat effectiveness is still like that!" Lynch waved his hands indifferently.

"This is your painstaking efforts for several years. Don't you feel bad?"

"Heartache is heartache, but I know you won't treat your own people badly!" Lynch is full of self-confidence. In recent years, his success in the CIA is largely due to the support provided by Fisher. He needs guns and people. He can even call in the long-range fire support of hammer industries. Several executives promoted with him have to find ways to find funds to build their own team, He has successfully achieved his goal.

"In addition, this is information about the internal forces of the rebels. There are less than tens of thousands of people in total. The internal subdivision can pull out dozens of factions. The civil war is as fierce as a tiger and the foreign war is as fierce as a dog. We fought 5000 and 4000 with the government army for eight days and lost less than 100 people. We can stop the loss early if we get out early!" Lynch took out another data disk and put it in front of Fisher.

"OK, I'll give you a message!"

"Homeland defense or what bureau, you know that!"

"Homeland strategic defense attack and logistics support Bureau, that organization is subordinate to the Security Council and has great power, but it is very unpopular at home!" Lynch frowned. Many of their overseas actions were more or less interfered by this organization, and even some action targets were taken away directly by them on the grounds of world security.

You should know that agents are an offensive profession, especially the CIA. Over the years, they have made waves all over the world, often leaving a pile of mess, and sometimes even causing very serious consequences. For example, the members of their black action team expose their identity. At this time, they have to abandon the unlucky people who have lived and died for them. At this time, the s.h.i.e.l.d. will appear and take away those unlucky bastards. Then there will be the familiar film plot, for which the CIA has been ridiculed by its peers.

"Why did you mention this organization?"

"This organization will soon become a super behemoth, even a big guy bigger than your CIA. They have top technology, first-class personnel and the passage power they want!"

"That sounds enviable!" Lynch touched his head. He already had some ideas.

"This right of passage is for all countries in the world. Of course, Asia should be eliminated!"

"You mean, they also have great power at home!"

"What else?"

"Is your news reliable?" Lynch has changed his posture.

"Reliable, almost this time next year!" Fisher can't remember exactly when the s.h.i.e.l.l.d. came to the table, but the general trend of the s.h.l.d. will annoy the CIA and FBI. Especially when the s.h.l.d.d. is lurking, it doesn't use their certificates less.

"Thank you for your advice, brother!" If thoughtful, Lynch shook his head and left. According to the urine nature of the CIA, when the marinated egg officially appeared, it must not be as good as his juice!

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Fischer attended a funeral and a collective funeral before the formal attack on sokovia. The 20 peacekeepers killed in the battle were taken back to the giant god base in new Baghdad by Fischer's special plane.

Although they have been equipped with exoskeleton armor, shelling can still cause huge enough trauma to soldiers. Over the years, the giant God has killed nearly 1000 people in various operations. These soldiers come from all over the world, but without exception, their bodies are buried in new Baghdad, because this is their home built shovel by shovel.

"Their sacrifice will not be in vain!" At the funeral, Fisher delivered a speech in memory of the martyrs. Although the whole article is about the resume of each soldier killed in action, everyone who came to the funeral can feel the heavy murderous spirit in the words.

Fisher did. Less than three days after the funeral, six ro ro ships filled with soldiers and tanks passed through the Mediterranean, through Greece and along the railway line.

Bishop's brigade also changed its position in an instant. It changed from a combat force to an engineering force. Thousands of officers and soldiers and tens of thousands of employees worked frantically for more than ten days without sleep. Then, before the arrival of the large forces, the field airport with two runways was expanded into a large YONGGU airport with eight lanes.

The action of the giant god surprised the whole world, especially several countries in Europe. They suddenly found that the standing military force of a PMC company was even stronger than that of their own country.

The local rebels in sokovia are also stupid at the moment. They can't wait to chop, chop, chew and eat those self assertive factions. You say it's okay to have an autumn wind. You don't get it cheap, but you take yourself in. Now you have to pull us to die together. Is it reasonable? What makes the leaders of these factions more desperate, Their father abandoned them for no reason and frozen their overseas accounts.

For warlords, guns and money bags are essential. The former is the basis of their rule, and the latter is an important guarantee for the former. But now, there are problems with both, which makes them at a loss. Without salary, their soldiers will tear them before they fight!

"Gentlemen, it seems that you have some headaches?" At this time, a flat headed man who looked plain appeared in their meeting.

"Who are you? Guard! " The factional leaders looked dignified, and several even reached under the table.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that I can help you solve your dilemma!" The flat headed man coughed and the door of the club collapsed. Then the leader of the faction saw that the corridor outside was full of guards he had brought, but they didn't hear anything.

"What do you want?" Someone asked.

"Nothing!" The flat headed man walked up with his hands on his back, "I can give you the resources and weapons to defeat the enemy, so that you can unify the whole country, even I won't interfere with your rule, and you can't mention our existence! Otherwise... "

"Or what?" A man who was not afraid of death stood up.

"Otherwise!" A blue pulse flew out of the corridor, hit the guy and vaporized him directly.

"So, what do we call you?"

"Just call me Baron!"