Chapter 710: Traitor

"Is the news reliable?" Bono asked blankly.

"Reliable, that person is their support in the city." The colonel replied decisively.

The arsenal that the enemy wants to blow up, stocking them with a large amount of weapons, ammunition, and backup cars and tanks, is very important to the Italian army.

Because the matter was too important, he even went to confirm it himself. After learning about the other party's plan, detailed time and goals from the 'traitor', he believed that the authenticity was very high.

Moreover, it is said that the leader of the team this time is an important person. The colonel decided to keep this news in his heart before meeting anyone.

"Let them in... If one escapes, you can get out." Bono said with eagle eyes, full of viciousness.

"Yes." The colonel turned and left after saluting.

Bono was the only one in the quiet office. He closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair. Bono couldn't help clenching his fists thinking of his future fate.

When this battle is over, it will be the time for him to 'retire'. As for whether he will retire from the army or be completely destroyed, it is still unknown.

Bono desperately needs an opportunity to change his destiny, but where this opportunity is, he sees no hope at all.

At 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, the war-torn city was eerily quiet, and even the chirping of insects and birds disappeared.

Except for the occasional patrols passing by on the street, there was no one to be seen.

Under the dark night, a team of 50 people was quietly heading towards the southeast of the city. It was originally the 'Arsenal' of a noble mansion.

Their movements were swift and silent, and they soon arrived outside the noble's mansion.

Looking at the brightly lit manor, the soldiers patrolling back and forth on the lawn in front of them looked at each other, nodded vigorously, and rushed out of the darkness suddenly.

"Enemy attack..." Screams pierced the night, and the flames sprayed out in the darkness took away lives, and soon all the patrolmen on the grass were killed.

"Hurry up." Following an order, the team quickly moved towards the gate.

Two Egyptian soldiers leaned against the wall, and there were more than a dozen Egyptian soldiers standing in front of the door, expressing that they were ready, and they nodded and opened the door violently.

There was no warning. For the Egyptian army, killing every Italian who appeared in front of them and driving out the invaders was their only mission.

But at the moment the door was opened, what appeared in front of everyone was despair.

A half-person-high sandcastle was piled up with sandbags, with black muzzles on it, and 4 heavy machine guns were facing the gate. The eyes of the soldiers holding the triggers exuded beast-like cruelty.

"Fire." Following an order, severed limbs were blown everywhere, a rain of blood fell in front of the gate, and the soldiers who had been shot and fell to the ground and had not died immediately wailed mournfully.

"Retreat, it's a trap." Seeing this scene, a white man in the following team changed his face and wanted to retreat.

Buzz buzz buzz...

The sound of tracks crushing the road was heard, and the surrounding rooms were lit up with lights. Thousands of soldiers surrounded the place, and even the tanks were dispatched to make sure everything was safe.

"Breakout." Seeing such a scene, the white man did not despair, and immediately organized the remaining dozen or so people around him, preparing to lead them to break out.

boom.

There was a gunshot, and the white man covered his shoulders in disbelief, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

"Instructor, you have done enough, this is our war." Nei Ying, who was in charge of leading the way for them, said with a mocking smile.

The others were dumbfounded by this scene, and one of them suddenly shouted "Ganbat," and turned his gun to kill the traitor, but his chest was instantly pierced by a bullet.

Ignoring his companion who was lying on the ground vomiting blood, the white man looked at Ganbat with a bright smile: "Haha, I said you are the best of these people, Ganbat, you have not let me down."

Seeing the Italian army approaching in an encirclement circle, the white man suddenly reached out and grabbed the grenade at his waist.

"Don't worry, what are you going to do?" Ganbat looked at him nervously, but thinking of the colonel's order to capture him, he had no choice but to aim his gun at the opponent's calf.

boom.

A shot hit the bone of the white man's calf, and Ganbart heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he relaxed, he found that the instructor in front of him did not fall down.

"Ganbart, go to hell with me!" With a wild roar, the white man who had been shot twice leaned forward, like a cheetah, and rushed towards Ganbate a few meters away.

At this moment, he seemed to be unable to feel the pain in his calf. He kicked hard and splashed blood, but his face was full of ferocity, and he slammed into his arms and fell backwards.

"No..."

boom!

Two corpses appeared on the ground, and the exploded steel balls shot out, piercing the hearts of other Egyptian soldiers.

When the colonel in charge of the rear arrived, there were only a pile of corpses left on the scene, and the entire face was blown up by steel balls, like a 'nameless man with meat sauce. '

"FK..." Looking at the opponent's face that seemed to have been bitten by a wild beast, the colonel's chest rose and fell and he cursed angrily.

The next day, reports about Western countries singing "pacifism" while secretly supporting the Egyptian and Italian armies in a pious manner, with the intention of dragging down Italy, appeared in their own territory, and soon spread to other countries.

Mussolini even communicated with Britain and France in a rage. As for whether he greeted the women of the other party's family in a cordial tone, the outside world does not know.

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In North America, Li Zitao, who was inspecting the oil field in Texas, put the newspaper in his hand casually, and said with a smile, "What did we say just now, let's continue."

This large oil field located in the Midland Basin was named Schlumberger Petroleum under Li Zitao's efforts.

Schlumberger deserves such an honor, fame and fortune, and they will feel at ease working for themselves.

Schlumberger's position in the oil service field has grown day by day since he learned of the difficulty of mining in the Midland Basin, and all the soliciting calls have been made to him.

At Mobil's shareholder meeting, some people also mentioned the importance of Schlumberger and the news that someone had frequent contact with them in private.

If it weren't for this, Mobil would not have easily handed over the opportunity to the Schlumberger brothers.

Schlumberger Petroleum has been officially put into production, and the southern oil supply pipeline has been set up. With the Mobil channel, the oil supply in five states will be radiated in the future.

Arizona, where CA standards are entering, is also a target for Mobil.

Mobil's sales this year have dropped by 13 percent compared to last year. Although it is regrettable, it has actually increased by 33 percent compared to 2033.

It's just that the sales volume in 2034 was too amazing, which made Mobil develop a big appetite.

However, it is believed that no one is willing to do such a thing as "referring to the enemy" again, and Mobil in the European market is also watching.

After Mobil has completely digested the Japanese and Far East markets and Schlumberger Petroleum is on the right track, it will be time for them to officially enter the European market.