Bell Bell –

In the bedroom of the palace, the purple silk quilt stretched out a hand, and the sleepy-eyed Andy turned his body to get up and went to get the retro gold microphone on the wound table.

"Hey, it's me, you say-"

"Hmm, rescued, no casualties, huh, CBS reporters were killed before you go? poor guy... ”

“。。。 Yes, does the other party have a living mouth? Forget it, I shouldn't have asked... Just do what you want, we won't come forward for this kind of thing, let's let the military be in the limelight, in exchange for something affordable, as for the US military or the Iraqi security forces in Basra, let them do it themselves, let Charlie Hanks be interviewed by the media, teach him what to say, this unlucky guy, let him fly back to the United States after the interview... ”

At 4:30 p.m. on February 17, the 50 degrees Celsius heat in Basra, Iraq, was still unbearably hot.

In a residential area in the middle of the chaos, in a house with bullet holes in the courtyard wall, Major White, looking at the only survivor kneeling in front of him, stamped his foot and asked, "It's in the basement down here, right?"

"Yes, yes, don't kill... ”

"Bang!"

White put the still smoking pistol back into its holster, turned back to the few people standing and said, "Load the things underneath, move quickly, move gently, understand?"

“yes sir!”

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"Report to sir, loading is complete. ”

"We'll be stationed!"

After White, who was sitting in a special military Humvee, finished speaking, he closed the window, the car rang twice, and the motorcade began to move, speeding away from the residential area.

Meanwhile, in front of the Basra city government, Basra officials and Iraqi security forces chiefs and rescued Charlie Hanks began to tell stories in front of dozens of reporters.

Iraqi security forces recently launched a three-week military operation in Basra to combat all types of illegal armed forces and began door-to-door searches for weapons in the main urban areas of Basra.

He was rescued at about 3:30 p.m. on 17 February, when Iraqi soldiers were conducting a search operation in Basra, unaware that Charlie and Butler were in one of the houses, and when the army approached the house, four militants began to fire at the Iraqi army, and a fierce battle ensued between the two sides, in which three militants were killed and one escaped, while Charlie, who was rescued, was not injured and was in good health.

However, because CBS and the British government did not respond to their ransom conditions, by the time British journalist Richard Butler was found, he had already been killed...

Charlie Hanks expressed his gratitude to the Iraqi military and said he looked forward to an early reunion with his family and friends at Newsweek, thanked the newspaper for its efforts to save him, and thanked his boss and editor-in-chief. When asked about his impressions of the Iraqi army, Butler said they were very "smart."

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Di Di –

In front of the checkpoint at the U.S. military airport, Major White took out a few boxes of cigars and two bottles of Ace of Spades champagne from the window of the car and handed them to the U.S. soldiers who came to inspect them.

"Alright, no need to check, let them in-"

White, who was wearing sunglasses, nodded coolly, closed the window, and the convoy of five military Humvees and a sealed van drove into the airport.

"Sir, they... ”

"Okay, don't talk too much, if you don't want to die in Iraq, don't provoke this group of mad dogs, give it to you, take it, go and divide it with others, this bottle of wine is for you, it's enough for you to go to the lv camp and have a good night, the girls will love you to death!"

Watching the sergeant who stuffed himself with a box of cigars and a bottle of Ace of Spades champagne return to the sentry box with the rest of the things, he couldn't help but take a sip with disdain, Nima, I really thought that I didn't know the goods, the LV camp could play for an hour for a dollar, and this bottle of champagne was worth hundreds of dollars, and a fool would give it to those military gi.

The Eagle of Liberty ...

"Be careful!"

Major White stood on the rear door of the transport plane and instructed his men who were carrying the wooden boxes upwards.

"How many boxes are there?" asked a U.S. military officer walking over with a folder and a pen in his hand.

"23 boxes. ”

“。。。。。。 ”

"Iraqi handicrafts!"

“。。。。。。 ”

Major White took the customs declaration, swiped a few strokes and signed his name, looked back at his men who were carefully starting to fix the box, and turned back to the American officer, "How are you thinking about it?"

"Do you really want to have a Cobra helicopter?" the officer asked again, uncertain.

"I don't have time to joke with you, the company will soon equip each branch with an AH-1Z, if it weren't for the fact that the pilots have all been equipped with digital helmets, to achieve the synchronous movement of artillery, optoelectronic sensor compartments and helmets, I won't look for you, the helicopter will be equipped with 70mm laser semi-active guided rockets, if you can't make a decision, I'll go find someone else!"

"Okay!" the officer gritted his teeth and agreed with a somewhat solemn expression, "Then, please ask the commander to continue to take care of it in the future!"

Major White rolled his eyes and said, "You can buy a farm after working in the company for a year or two, and then you can decide whether to go back to the headquarters as an instructor, and the ace pilot is on duty, FXXK, you can also come up with a meow... ”

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After watching the military transport plane rented by his own company climb from the runway and slowly disappear in the sky, Major Principal White breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know the specific value of these things, but he had also seen the historical time marked on those catalogs, and it could be said that they were priceless.

But thinking of the generosity of the young boss he had never met, when this shipment arrived, the members of their mission this time would share the prize money of five million dollars, and his private account would have at least one million dollars more...

At the Little Versailles in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, in the study of the palace library, Andy sits at a priceless Louis XV desk and reads a briefing on his computer.

"Knock-"

"Come in. ”

"Boss, I'm back, Miss Ivana's plane has already taken off. ”

"Well, excuse me, Kenny, is the package on the way?"

"I just received information that the plane has left Iraqi airspace. ”

"Well, that's good, that's fine, when you go out, let Tori in. ”

"Good boss. ”

Andy looked at Kenny's back as he left, and smacked his mouth a few times, another batch of precious artifacts was about to arrive, and his treasure room could be filled again.

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

"Well, close the door, come here. ”

Hearing Andy's words, Tori's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, and a touch of charm appeared between his eyebrows, and he walked quickly to Andy's side, waiting for the claws of the Great Demon King.

“。。。 Andy looked at the little assistant who started to sao, rolled his eyes angrily, and didn't touch her, but said, "Arrange a task for you." ”

"Huh?"

"Ahh “

"Shouldn't it be a call for a ban?" the assistant was still a little confused, but still asked the question that had been arguing everywhere in the news these days.

"PI's ban is simply impossible, it's useless to just shout slogans, let's talk about something practical. School shootings happen so often that they have to come once or twice a year, and it's bad enough, and I need to respond to my Facebook message, and you will be my spokesperson. ”

"I, boss... I, I can't!" the little assistant reacted, shook his head and waved his hand again and again, and his pretty face became a little red because of excitement.

"Isn't it okay, you have to do it, don't you do a good job when you make a cameo in a TV series, you act as a press spokesman, go and ask Christina to write you a speech, by the way, do you remember how to draw that makeup?" Andy asked suddenly.

"Wh... What makeup?" Tori's mind was tense and confused, where could he still think.

Andy rolled his eyes, took out one of the stacks of newspapers on the side, opened it, put it in front of the Tori, pointed to the picture on the newspaper and said, "Kate Middleton." ”

Tori saw a photo of a woman in the newspaper and a somewhat blurry photo next to it, but she recognized the main foot in the photo, Prince William of England, and the headline of the news was, "Prince William's pub is almost smashed!"

The little assistant's forehead suddenly appeared with black lines, the corners of his mouth pulled unnaturally, looking at the evil smile on the big devil's face, he rolled his eyes angrily, and the bad taste of this bastard flinched again.