I work as a mercenary in northern Myanmar.

Chapter 618 Let the tiger return to the mountain
From the snow-capped mountains to the valley bottom, from the dilapidated dirt road to the airport, Chen Chen vaguely felt that the scenery before his eyes was constantly changing.

He didn't dare to fall asleep until he got on the plane, and Pingchuan beside him told him that he could sleep now.

The reason is simple, it was not an ordinary plane, it was a medical charter plane.

The moment he got on the plane, Chen Chen was immediately pushed onto the operating table for anesthesia.

Although it was impossible for a delicate operation to proceed smoothly in a bumpy environment, at least from that moment on, Chen Chen's life was completely saved.

When he woke up again, what he saw was the ward.

Fully armed security personnel wearing sterile suits were guarding the door. What surprised Chen Chen a little was that all of them had white faces.

Not an Arab, but a real white person.

The way they looked at him was not very friendly, and even revealed a kind of helplessness of "being forced to do so", but Chen Chen could indeed see that they were protecting him rather than monitoring him.

When I struggled to sit up, they just looked at me coldly, with no intention of reacting at all.

Of course, it is even more impossible to come and help.

The one who took action was Shi Dakai who was waiting on the side. When he saw Chen Chen stand up, he suddenly stood up from his chair and pressed Chen Chen's shoulders directly.

"Don't move. You just had surgery. You can't get out of bed for 24 hours."

"24 hour?"

Chen Chen was stunned for a moment, then said with a hint of sarcasm:
"I thought I would have to stay in bed for at least ten days, but I didn't expect it to be that simple?"

“It’s simple, but that’s because we’re in Saudi Arabia.”

Shi Dakai continued:
"The medical level here is indeed much higher than in other neighboring countries. If you go to another country, you may not be able to find doctors and equipment that can handle the situation."

"According to Uncle Chuan, your condition is different from when Xiaoyu was injured. The low-pressure environment has accelerated the deterioration of your condition, and part of your lungs are on the verge of necrosis."

"If you are not rescued in time, the metabolic disorder caused by the subsequent failure will be enough to kill you."

"But anyway, now I am alive."

"But no one can say for sure how much recovery will be possible in the future."

"Fortunately, according to the doctor, the prognosis is good."

"When your left lung function is damaged, your right lung will compensate and should be able to restore you to normal levels."

"It's just that you are no longer suitable for strenuous exercise in the future. According to the doctor, you can't participate in any activities including mountain climbing, skiing, and high-intensity hiking."

"understood."

Chen Chen nodded slightly and said seriously:

"That's what a gunfight can be."

".Can't."

Shi Dakai smiled and said:

"Don't joke around at a time like this. We really thought you were going to die this time."

"Where's Li Bang?"

Chen Chen interrupted Shi Dakai and asked.

Shi Dakai remained calm and replied:
"I haven't mentioned him yet, so you should be able to guess the situation."

"If he's in trouble, I'll tell you the first thing you do when you wake up."

"The leg can't be saved, but everything else is fine."

"By the way, one of Lin He's ears was knocked off, and his left front skull was fractured, and his brain stem was almost injured."

"We didn't notice it, and he didn't know it himself. It was only after we sent you to the emergency room that Uncle Chuan saw something was wrong and touched it, and found that the left side of his forehead was soft."

"He is also lying in the ward now. He will probably have to stay there longer than you."

As soon as these words came out, even Chen Chen felt terrified.

Skull fracture is not a fatal injury, but it is very likely to cause secondary injury during subsequent transfer and movement.

He didn't realize until he was admitted to the hospital that he was fine.

It can be said that he won the lottery when it comes to "staying alive".

Chen Chen sighed, while Shi Dakai continued to inform Chen Chen about the situation of other people.

Needless to say, those who had died in the battle were basically all injured.

According to the standards of "ordinary people", almost all of them were seriously injured.

It was not obvious on the battlefield or during the evacuation, but once they returned to the real "civilized society", their injuries were quite terrible.

The only thing to be thankful for is that although everyone will inevitably face various sequelae, at least those who arrive in Saudi Arabia can return to Pubei alive.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen nodded with a sense of relief.

Then, he looked at the security guard standing at the door and asked Shi Dakai:

"Who are these people? They are not Russians, right? Why do they look like Americans?"

The racial differences between Anglo-Saxons and Slavs are relatively obvious. Although they are all white, if there are two white people of different races standing in front of you and someone who has seen white people of different races is asked to choose, he or she will most likely be able to accurately pick out the hairy one.

And it is obvious that there are no Russians among these security personnel.

Hearing Chen Chen's words, Shi Dakai nodded calmly, and then replied:
"There are indeed no furries here."

“These people are British and are from a PMC that has close ties with the British.”

"They are responsible for our security in Saudi Arabia from the time we arrive until we leave."

"You can rest assured about them. These people were found by Xiaoyu."

"Since she said it was reliable, there must be a reason why she thought it was reliable."

British, reliable?

The British cannot be reliable, so according to this logic, the reason why these security personnel appear here must be that they are bound by some kind of transaction or rules.

Looking at the date on the news on the TV on the wall, I should have arrived in Saudi Arabia within a few hours after the descent.

This means that the privileges gained after killing Davis were already in effect at that time.

Xiaoyu must have coordinated the airspace clearance, and the only ones who could help her do that were the Americans.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen let out a long sigh of relief.

Indeed, the Americans are not trustworthy.

But in the current extreme environment, perhaps this is the best stopgap solution to the problem.

The next step is to leave Saudi Arabia and their control as soon as possible and return to Pubei and the safe zone.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen asked:
"When are we leaving?"

Shi Dakai obviously knew what Chen Chen was thinking, so he replied:

"at any time."

"The medical charter plane is ready. Once Lin He's condition stabilizes a little, we can leave."

Chen Chen nodded and said with emotion:

"This is a very precious window of time." "Time is so tight. It seems that our struggle is far from over."

"It can't be over."

Shi Dakai also sighed.

The two of them fell silent at the same time. After a moment, Chen Chen said:
"Notify everyone and get ready to go."

"We need to return to Pubei as soon as possible, that is our base."

"The Georgia incident has gone too far beyond our expectations. The Americans may not abide by their promises."

"We cannot let our guard down against them. They are our enemy and will remain our enemy for a long time to come."

At the same time, on the other side, in the White House office.

Craven sat opposite the president, his expression solemn, but also somewhat relieved.

There were several documents on the table in front of him, and the president was silently flipping through one of them, with some indescribable emotions flashing in his eyes.

After a long while, the president put down the document, looked at Craven and said:

“Neither the process nor the outcome of the Georgia incident met our expectations, which is not a good sign.”

"Davis is dead, but it seems that his followers were not completely killed in the action, and the threat to us has not completely disappeared."

"Similarly, the leader of the Dongfeng Corps survived. The other side used the power they had just obtained to exchange this man's life."

"I actually don't understand why they chose to keep a PMC leader alive when they could have exchanged for something more important."

"If it were you, would you choose this?"

Hearing the president's question, Craven frowned and thought for a few seconds, then replied:

“I wouldn’t, but I can understand why they do that.”

"why?"

the president asked curiously.

"It's simple, because they need such a person, and as far as we can see, there is only one such person."

“But for us, there are too many of them.”

"We have a complete and mature private armed system, or to put it more extremely, our entire country's military strength is built on the basis of private armed forces."

"So, losing one or two people like this is not a big deal for us."

"After all, when one person dies, someone else can take his place the next day."

"But it's not the same in the North. It's too difficult for them to find another suitable person, especially when the other party has done a lot of things to prove his value."

"So, keeping him alive is the best option for maximizing benefits."

"And in fact, this is also a threat to us, although it is not very significant anymore."

After hearing what Craven said, the president nodded in agreement.

“It really doesn’t make much sense anymore.”

"The death of Davis has further boosted my popularity within the party and I can say that I have cleared all obstacles for my next term."

"I won't care about the Dongfeng Corps anymore. Although we have lost a lot, we have also gained a lot."

"Then, our strategic focus will be shifted from Pubei and Southeast Asia to the Middle East."

"This is a big problem - the Dongfeng Corps has already established their influence in the Middle East. Our conflict with them and the north may not ease in the short term, but will become more intense."

"Do you think we can regain control of the Middle East?"

“We still have control.”

Craven answered without hesitation, then changed the subject and continued:

"It's just that, as you said, future conflicts will be more intense."

"Because our opponents have found a strategic fulcrum in the Middle East, which is Syria."

“The Dongfeng Corps is rapidly expanding their influence there and establishing their base of presence.”

"Coupled with their long-term operations in Afghanistan, Pakistan and Iran, Syria has completely escaped from its state of isolation and has begun to receive supplies from surrounding areas."

"If their influence in the Middle East was a seed lacking water before, now they have turned this seed into a farmland."

"We don't know how big this farmland will eventually grow, but it is foreseeable that if we want to destroy it completely, the price we need to pay will be even heavier."

The president nodded slightly and said calmly:
"This is what I want."

"Policies can change. Withdrawing troops is one option, and re-increasing troops is another option."

"I must adapt to the times and the changes in the overall situation."

“When the cost of something gradually decreases to below the expected benefit, the original plan must be scrapped.”

"Okay, there is no need to discuss this issue any further."

"Now, we have one last question left."

"Should we allow the key figures of the Dongfeng Corps to leave Saudi Arabia alive?"

After the words fell, Craven fell silent for a moment.

This should have been a simple question, but under the current circumstances, even he found it difficult to make a decision.

In the past, if he wanted to kill someone in the Middle East, he only needed to coordinate simply, convey his intentions to the CIA, and mobilize his own troops to provide assistance, and he could achieve his goal in a relatively short time.

But the current situation is that the troops he can dispatch are stretched to the limit, and the previous conflict with the Dongfeng Corps has consumed a lot of support from other departments.

This means that even if he gives the order now, the CIA may not necessarily execute it 100% and to the letter.

The difficulty of the mission will increase due to the internal friction of one's own side, and the target of the mission will be more cunning than any enemy you have ever dealt with.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Craven finally shook his head and replied:
"Let him go back."

"The heavy losses of the SSSG were all blamed on us. According to the news released by the north, the Abkhaz armed forces have claimed responsibility for the incident. Their stated motive is to eliminate the CIA forces within the SSSG and fight against the so-called expansionist plot of the SSSG."

"In general, the Georgia incident is already a mess, and we cannot allow Saudi Arabia to become a mess as well."

“Maybe sometimes, taking a step back is a better option.”

The president frowned slightly. He clearly felt that this decision might not be correct, but if he had to make the decision, there was really no better way.

Therefore, he could only sigh and said helplessly:
“That’s what we’re doing, right?”

"Yeah. But at least he's back in the mountains instead of eating people in the village."

Craven replied.

"Then let's do it."

The President stood up and said:

"Our fight with them will continue. Even if we have to kill this tiger, there may not be a rush at this moment."

"We have to wait for a better opportunity."

"Take your time. They may be important, but they will eventually be eliminated."

(End of this chapter)