Chapter 1431 Who Else?

Two hours later, in the restaurant opposite the old building, Samode and Bobby walked out shoulder to shoulder.

Barnett, who had been waiting for 2 hours with a Springfield sniper rifle, did not show any impatience, and quietly looked at Samode's forehead in the scope.

The two seemed to have a lot to say, and they were still exchanging greetings while standing at the door, and the car that picked them up was slowly coming around the corner.

Barnett is like a seasoned hunter, the prey has already fallen into the net, now, they just need to wait for the moment when they relax completely.

The car parked in front of the restaurant, the parking boy got out of the car and opened the door, instantly...

boom.

Bobby fell down in response, and there was a mess in front of the door. Only Samode, who was hurriedly brought into the car by his subordinates, looked at the opposite window with a strange smile before closing the door.

It was already 40 minutes after the police arrived, all the cyclists and runners rushed over. It was not until it was confirmed that they were shot or killed by precision sniper rifles that this incident attracted attention.

After the police station contacted the local S.H.I.E.L.D. branch, Bobby's body was quickly taken away, and the people who came came to make arrangements, explaining that they would handle the matter themselves, and both parties were happy.

It would be great for the police to get the trouble out of the way.

SHIELD has great influence in the local area, and not everyone can investigate it. If the police want to enter the door of SHIELD, they must first hand over their guns.

Under the double bedding of money and strength, the domineering style seems to have become the norm.

Not long after the end of this time, the monk and his party also rushed to the branch, but just missed the police who came to hand over.

"Head, the branch office looks very impressive." Following the monk to the branch office from the training ground full of beasts, insects and ants, high and unpredictable, surrounded by deserts, everyone was a little excited.

The West African branch is located in the French colony, the future territory of Guinea. The entire branch is about the size of a basketball court, and the center of the four buildings is surrounded by a courtyard.

Compared with the small dilapidated buildings and wooden houses in the surrounding area, it can already be regarded as a mansion.

"Cheer up, I'm not looking for you for a vacation." The monk reminded them of the purpose of their trip.

"Understood, boss." The young man who followed behind looked a little immature but full of determination and said with a smile: "Our people are all ready."

"Don't mess around, listen to my orders." The monk was also very troubled by the excitement shown by these guys.

Drinking blood for a long time and living in isolation in the wilderness made them extremely wild and lacked the fear of life and death.

After all, the actual combat drills in the training ground are not inferior to the real battlefield.

Every year during the big training camp, if half of them survived, it would be regarded as a high profile. One-third of these people will retire due to injuries and switch to logistics and clerical work.

One can imagine how they would feel nervous about a possible gun battle after such an experience.

If everyone can have a glass of vodka, the gun bolts are already opened, and they are swooping down to the end of the room with claws and claws, screaming and killing everyone.

"Samod, haha, I was worried that you were not here!" After registering and entering the branch, the monk saw Samod in the office.

And the people he brought have all been taken to the lounge to rest, where there is food and wine, and Samoyed has specially prepared black pearl-like beauties for them.

"Long time no see, Monk." After stepping forward and hugging vigorously, the two laughed out loud at the same time, and it seemed that the scene was very harmonious.

"The headquarters sent you here this time. Is there any big move?" Inviting the monk to take a seat, Samode took out his treasured cigar and handed it to him: "Look at it often, it's a good thing."

"Thank you..." Lighting up a cigarette, the monk nodded appreciatively and said, "You must leave two boxes for me when you leave, otherwise I won't let you go."

"Go? Where are you going?" Samode sat beside him, his face was covered by the lingering smoke, making it hard to see clearly.

"Go back to the headquarters and resume your duties. You know that the division chief of SHIELD will be on rotation. Because of the special situation in West Africa, it has been delayed until now.

This time, the boss asked me to take up the post of acting minister temporarily, and then I will take over after selecting a suitable candidate. At that time, I can go back to enjoy the blessings again.

"

"Sunshine, sand and beauty?" Summer said with a smile.

"Three indispensable things in life, I think you must be impatient."

"Of course, it's just... the work here is not over yet. Some mining areas are experiencing small-scale battles. Bandits, militiamen, and military police pretending to be robbers often plunder, causing a lot of trouble and loss to the mining area. The transportation is also very difficult. Please, if I leave..."

"If you leave, the Aegis will not be able to open?" The monk teased.

"How come, I have made a lot of friends in West Africa these years, and it would be much easier to introduce you before I leave." Summer seemed to have no intention of resisting.

The monk didn't think so, 'introducing a friend' to him, I'm afraid he was looking for an opportunity to kill him directly!

"Okay, let me know when the arrangements are made, and I will stay at the Central Hotel." The monk got up to leave.

"The branch has many rooms, enough for you to live in." Summer looked at him with a smile.

"It's better to sleep soundly in the hotel, the branch, there will be plenty of time when you leave." Leaving the office, the monk stopped and looked at the closed door behind him with a sneer.

Sure enough, this guy is not honest at all. Next, we should find an opportunity to meet with Bobby and Barnett to see which side they are on.

The meeting with Barnett went well. That night, the two sides met in a tavern on the outskirts of the city, but they didn't see Bobby.

"Where's Bobby?" Monk asked.

"died."

"What did you do?"

"Um. "

The peaceful conversation ended, and the monk sighed; "It seems that things are troublesome."

"No." Barnett raised his head and said mockingly, "As long as I kill you, the trouble will be gone."

"It seems that you are going to follow Satsuma. What benefits did he give you?" The monk was not surprised at all.

It was Bobby who had been in touch with him before coming here, and the last news said that he would pretend to be close to the other party, trying to find out how much power the other party was hiding.

Now that he is dead, Barnett seemed to recognize his identity, and solved him without hesitation, and the mystery inside it naturally became clear.

rustle……

There were frequent footsteps around, and soon the tavern was surrounded by people, and the bartender and customers inside disappeared.

The people who live here know how to observe the situation, and when they find that the situation is not good, they will run away immediately, and the most important thing is to save their lives.

"It's not Aegis, but the black sand mercenary. I am the second in command, and the coins I get every year are now more than ten times more. I don't have to follow any broken rules. Why don't I do it?"

Seeing this, Barnett didn't bother to hide it any longer, and frantically swept away the wine glass in front of him, stood up and smiled.

"You are so sure, will he fulfill his promise?" The monk was a little puzzled: "Besides, what about your family?"

"They're already on their way here. I can only blame the boss for being too kind, allowing me to easily take them all out of the United States." Barnett had already arranged everything.

His family went abroad in the name of tourism, and should have reached the Mediterranean by now.

After the people come over, the whole of Africa will be their world. With excellent quality, enough manpower, connections made before, and advanced weapons hoarded through Aegis, who else can stop them?