Chapter 143 Leisurely Afternoon

  "Didi!" The small battery car drove flexibly into a green golf course. Fisher, wearing a sun hat and a white shirt, jumped off the car arrogantly carrying the club.

   "I haven't seen each other for months, how come my hair is getting less and less?"

   "After all, not everyone eats and drinks like you!" Lynch also jumped from another battery car in sportswear.

   "What a big joke, the CIA said he has no money! So that's why your clubs are all gold-plated?"

  "This is the reason the CIA has no money!" Lynch took off his gloves, and the beautiful caddy dangling on the side of the caddie who was about to show his **** hurriedly took it, and then stood obediently at the back and fanned him.

  After the two played for a while, they dropped their clubs and took a bend along the undulating green. A dozen meters behind them was a row of black bodyguards.

  "About next month, I will be transferred from the position of the Central American State Operations Office to the position of managing all overseas operations!"

   "Highly promoted, congratulations!"

  "Don't don't don't, it's the credit you gave before, otherwise I have to compete with the Colombian and Mexican drug dealers!"

   "Isn't that a dea (narcotics enforcement agency) business? Don't you just turn a blind eye when you charge protection money?"

  "Don’t talk nonsense, it’s different from Afghanistan. Dea has lost all soldiers and soldiers over there. Did you know that the exoskeleton armor you sold to the Mexican Marine Corps has been seized by drug dealers in dozens of sets!"

"I'm not surprised!" Fisher raised his eyebrows. Mexico? Now the only one with a bit of combat effectiveness is the Marines, so it's no surprise that drug dealers are staring at them. As for the exoskeleton, Fisher said , You really know the goods!

   "There are a few guys in the game, walking a bit close to the Europeans. They feel that the expansion of Titan in Europe has threatened them, and they want to do something against you!"

   "Don't tell me it's McAllen?"

   "Almost, and there should be McAllen lobbyists on the NATO headquarters side. Anyway, this year NATO bids for a new joint trial fighter, and the McAllen Group is the first to respond!"

   "It's just a clown!" Fisher stopped abruptly, then squatted, leaning forward slightly.

   "Shhh!"

  "What's the matter?" Lynch realized that a groundhog ran into the court at some point.

  This groundhog may have come looking for food. After seeing Fisher, instead of running, he ran two steps forward, standing upright and tilting his head to look at them.

   "John, give me a piece of your beef pizza!"

   "This is the last piece!" The tall horse driver took out the pizza box from the incubator and handed it to Fisher.

   "You can order 20 more when you go back!" Fisher took out the steaming pizza, threw it in the air, and the scent drifted along the wind. After the woodchuck smelled it, he leaned forward.

"Yes, that's it, come here, little guy!" Fisher held the pizza in his left hand and kept seduce the groundhog, who finally couldn't help but leaned over, first took a careful bite, and thought it tasted good. Afterwards, he directly touched his paws and gnawed the pizza with relish. Then, Fisher took a look with his right hand, grabbed the groundhog's stamina, and lifted the heavy guy up.

   "Look, don't be guarded, I have abandoned my vigilance for a little bit of food, and now it is in my hands to be slaughtered!" Fisher pointed to the endless groundhog. Then put it on the ground.

   "The McAllen Group has never been a problem, but I heard that the coalition forces will form a new special force?"

"Yes, since 10 years have passed, the world has become magical. Not only in the United States, but also in Europe, there are many messy people and things. The police are exhausted, or they can’t hold them back at all, so NATO plans to establish a Joint Special Forces!"

   "Well, it sounds good, what's your name?"

  "The President intends to be named GIJoe!"

   "Good name, where's the commander?"

   "Lieutenant General Hawke! Your old acquaintance!"

"The old man? Okay, because of a fight, he planned to kick me and two other people to an outpost camp with only 12 people. As a result, the camp was endorsed by the tribe's armed forces the next day! With his temper. , This unit must be tough!"

   "Speaking of which, Fisher, the giants are also very powerful in Africa, how much do you know about Wakanda?" Lynch asked suddenly.

"Wakanda? Africa's most closed small country, why, where there is oil?" Fisher was a little surprised. Generally speaking, the only interest of the United States in Africa is local resources. Lynch asked, does the CIA know that Is there vibrating there?

"Not long ago, the United Nations had a regional assistance project for underdeveloped countries and regions to provide food, medical care, and education assistance. Wakanda was one of them! However, their king refused at the UN General Assembly! Lynch slapped his calf with his cue, "There is something wrong with it. A completely agricultural country would rather eat cassava every day than accept the meat and clothes we helped!"

   "There must be a problem here!" Fisher followed the analysis seriously.

   "Yes, the CIA has already planned to formally communicate with Wakanda in the name of the delegation of the Ministry of Agriculture!"

"Then you can walk from Mali or Congo. The Titan has an airport there!" Fisher's eyes lit up. As the saying goes, if the Titan is doing things in Africa, it would be an unscrupulous capitalist, but with the United States. This layer of skin is to send free and democratic chicken essence to your door. Although Wakanda has always looked down on all countries in the world, they dare not really go to war with the five major countries. This is a proper scheme.

   "So, Director Lynch will go out in person?"

   "No, no, have you seen me charging forward? The CIA has no shortage of agents who are all up to climb up!" Lynch with a wretched smile on his face was like a fox who had stolen an old hen at this moment.

  "If you have good news, you must remember to tell me that it is incumbent on the giant to maintain world peace!"

  After the two masters who have never seen rabbits and eagles have reached py, they suddenly felt that they would be sorry if they didn't celebrate this time.

"Paul, go drive! Let's go to Broadway!" As a senior CIA official, it is normal for Lynch to know a few female stars and supermodels, while Fisher, as his friend, visit these young ladies and talk by the way. It is natural to talk about life ideals and so on. Of course, the expenses involved must be taxed on irs!

  (End of this chapter)