"I'm grateful to them, but all I can do is take care of their bereavement." The manager was silent for a while, looked at Hou Dasheng sincerely, and said, "In the future, as long as it's their business, the jackal can look for me." I'll be responsible to the end. ”

Hou Dasheng smiled and said, "The jackal has not yet reached the point where he wants you to be responsible. The families of these brothers, we will settle well. If you survive, their sacrifice will not be in vain. ”

It's so important for the jackals to be alive. After getting used to the service station, all of a sudden the service station came to a near shutdown, which caused a great loss to the jackals. They are almost equivalent to losing eyes and ears.

The jackal's own intelligence system is working at a high speed urgently, but the effect is not a star and a half worse than that of the service provider. In fact, not to mention jackals, many mobile phone intelligence personnel in the countries have been slightly sluggish during this period of time.

What many people don't know is that service providers almost reached their peak during the Cold War. But after the Cold War, it was their real rise.

After the end of the Cold War, the intelligence systems of the nations no longer needed such a large size. Layoffs became inevitable, and the ownership of intelligence officers became a huge problem after the collapse of most of the countries attached to the Soviet Union.

It is basically impossible for them to join the intelligence organizations affiliated with other countries. But they still have to survive and still need to live, so small groups of spy organizations formed among old colleagues naturally began to spring up like mushrooms after a rain.

And part of the elite people, they are smarter. Where is the best shelter?! Undoubtedly, it is the service provider. Service providers are also not worried about their betrayal, and they also know what the consequences of betraying a service provider will be.

So the most elite part of the personnel chose to join the service provider. It was also at that time that the influx of a large number of high-end intelligence officers made great strides in service providers.

At the pinnacle of the Cold War, service providers at most gained better intelligence gathering and trading capabilities. But they don't get better intelligence analysis capabilities because intelligence analysts are so rare.

The collapse of the Red Empire and its allies made it easy for service providers to gain access to a large number of excellent intelligence analysts. These intelligence analysts will not be liked by the nations either. They prefer operatives and undercover personnel who want to gather intelligence.

Intelligence analysts have access to too much information, and failure to ensure loyalty can lead to the leakage of a large amount of classified information, resulting in significant losses. Therefore, intelligence analysts are basically cultivated by the major powers themselves, and they will never be recruited or pretended to be manpowered.

After all, a service provider is just an organization, and even if it is an organization that has existed for a long time, it is not a simple matter to train a large number of intelligence analysts on its own. But this time, they recruited enough intelligence analysts.

At the same time, as countries began to dismantle and streamline their intelligence agencies, everyone was busy in the territory of the disintegrating and collapsing Red Empire and its allies. In order to better buy or sell intelligence from the small spy organizations that have sprung up like mushrooms.

Composed of the backbone of the service provider, a large number of intelligence analysts are responsible for verification, intelligence analysis of the service station was also established. Because of the chaos at the time, some of the desperate teams were also brought into the service station.

Of course, they are all peripheral members. Or rather, they are partners in the service station. They are not even qualified as partners of service providers. It is only a partner of a certain site, and there is a deep and close cooperation with the service station in that area.

There is a difference between the partner of the service station and the partner of the service provider. The partners of the service provider and the directors of the service provider are far apart.

"Yes, I know." Pentagon, inside an office somewhere. The general who stomped his feet and even sneezed countless people would be terrified. Now he looks very tired, and his face is full of helplessness.

saw him hang up the phone, leaned back in his chair and was silent. He never thought he'd need to deal with this. If he could, he would rather go to the battlefields of Iraq or Afghanistan and pick up that shit-like waste.

However, now no one but him wants to get into this mud. The star on his shoulder was his quid pro quo for dealing with this rotten quagmire. Carrying an extra star on your shoulders is, of course, a happy thing.

But thinking about the mess to deal with, the man with the star couldn't laugh.

"Yes, I will convey the ...... of Mr. President Yes, yes, it's a very bad thing. "The White House, the man who speaks beyond the owner of the big house. Now he is wiping his sweat and holding the phone respectfully.

His handkerchief was soaked, but the sweat on his face was still dripping uncontrollably. He was quite happy when he was chosen by the president. But now, his mood is similar to that of the old man carrying the star in the building.

He really wanted to scold his mother, and if he could kill someone, he wouldn't even mind shooting a few to vent his anger and gloom.

"We don't know much about this. But I can guarantee that Mr. President will not be involved in these things. We have always had good cooperation, and Mr. President, you greatly appreciate your work...... That's right! That's right, I'll pass it on to Mr. President......"

It was a long time before he hung up the phone. Then he leaned back in his chair and looked out the window with a wry smile. But he didn't dare to delay, and after a little tidying up, he walked towards the president's office.

As he walked to the office, he sighed in his heart: This time, I don't know how many people's heads are about to fall to the ground.

Capitol Hill, inside an office connected to the Speaker's office. A lean man who looked to be in his mid-forties stood up respectfully, held the phone, and bowed slightly.

"Sir has always been very grateful for your support to him, and we have always been a good partner! Sir has never changed his position, and your support has always been our most important ......"

But seeing the man bowing down, he said lightly: "On behalf of Sir, I can say to Your Excellency: We are always your most loyal supporters. Yes, yes, I will convey it to sir. Yes, yes, thank you, Sir! ……”

Holding the phone, he hung it up after a long time. Then the whole person breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly sat down in the chair, not knowing what he was thinking. It took a while for him to clean up and slap himself in the face a few times.

Keeping himself in good spirits, he walked towards the Speaker's office......

Langley, Virginia. The directors and deputy directors of the company gathered in the office on the ground floor with solemn faces. Even when 911 happened, they didn't feel any worse than this one.

"That old thing isn't dead, he's not dead!" A deputy director roared in a low voice: "But we have offended him to death now!" Damn, I don't even know where the news about that old thing's imminent death came from! ”

The other deputy director hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "Not really, right?" We weren't deeply involved in it, at most we knew about it and didn't tell it. Besides, he himself lost contact, and we blame us for not informing him?! ”

"Do you think he's the one who will reason with us?!" The deputy director at the end of the ranking sneered: "Also, don't think that we don't know what the one from the South American branch has done. Do you think he's doing it very secretively, and no one knows about it?! ”

"Tuk Tuk~~" The top one tapped the table with his finger and said in a deep voice: "Okay! Now that all of this is to no avail. Supposedly, he should have called me. But at this time there was no ......"

Everyone suddenly stopped talking. There was no phone call, and everyone actually knew what it meant.

"You...... Can you communicate with him?! The one at the top looked at his subordinate with idiotic eyes: "Do you think I would call you to a meeting if I could?!" ”

As he spoke, he paused and said, "Let's arrange it all and prepare for the worst." I never thought of him as a soft-hearted man. Firm...... It is estimated that it will also be a big hit......"

Several people in the conference room were silent.

South America, Bogota, Colombia. On the top floor of the Bogotá International Hotel, a prototype observation deck on the top floor that is never open to the public. Hou Dasheng, Benoit, and the chief manager stood with their bows.

Far away, he looked much older, sat on the sofa and waved his hand at a figure with his back to them: "This time, you all did a good job. I'm very relieved......"

"Come on! Sit down and talk. The three men were silent, and then they walked up to the old man in turn and sat down on the couch on either side of him.

"It seems that the name of my old crow is indeed not wrong......" The old man sitting on the sofa was obviously much older than when Hou Dasheng saw him before. Now he looks like an old man on the verge of death.

He leaned on crutches and looked at the three of them with a smile: "When I come, it will be bloody." Come to think of it, a lot of people are scared right now, right?! ”

None of the three spoke, and the old man was no longer able to make them tea. Taking over the old man's tea making work were two women who looked to be in their twenties. They are skillful and focused.

Silently brewed tea, gave everyone a cup and bowed away.

"Let the three of you come, on the one hand, to affirm that you have done a good job this time." The old man looked at the three of them and said with a smile: "The second is ...... All my chosen heirs are dead. And I'm dying, old thing......"

"So, who of the three of you will succeed me in my place?!" The old man said, looking at the three of them with blazing eyes: "You guys, you'd better think about it and then tell me." Inheriting my position also means inheriting all the risks in my chair. ”

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