The Wolf of Los Angeles.

In this era, America remains a beacon of light in the hearts of countless people and a promised land of wealth, freedom, democracy, and civilization.

As soon as Hawke's words came out, all the people present who had carried guns together became a little excited.

They may not have wives and children, but they always have parents.

He used to be a mercenary, but now he is a private security guard, doing jobs that require his life to be at risk.

The boss pays enough and will take care of your family if anything goes wrong, so what else is there to say?

No one spoke, but they all felt that what they were doing now was the most reliable job they had ever had.

The warehouse meeting had just ended and the people present had not yet dispersed, but some people who had used the payment arrival reminder bank account received a text message notification from the bank that $3.5 had been transferred into the account.

Many people turned their eyes to the parking lot outside the warehouse and waved at Hawke's car.

Hawke raised his hand and waved in response, then followed Bosque and Andre to the hospital in Damakin to visit the two injured team members.

The person with less serious injuries underwent anti-inflammatory and debridement treatment.

The man who was shot in the shoulder is being scheduled for surgery, which will take place later.

This man certainly can't do private security anymore. Hawke wants to set a good example for Hurricane Company, so he left Edward's contact information. If he wants to work in Los Angeles after his injury heals, he can be arranged to do some easy work at Butterfly Security Company.

Although those virtual things are useful, giving monetary rewards and relieving worries will be more effective.

Coming out of the hospital, Hawke called Bosque and Andre to his car.

The car drove back.

Hawke said directly: "I will return to Los Angeles tomorrow. You stay in Ethiopia and transfer another group of people over."

Andre continued: "The training of the two groups of personnel at the Costa Rica base has been completed. I will transfer them all to Africa."

Bosque knew how to rally the people: "Boss, the rewards have been given, and the players are in high spirits, but they still want to do one thing, revenge for their partners!"

“That’s what I want to do as well.” Hawke discussed this with Erica on the way back to Damakin from the national park: “There are three main goals now.”

He said one by one: "First, there is General Amin, the tribal chief of South Sudan. All the black people who attacked us came from his troops. It is unrealistic to kill such a tribe. I can't let you die. Find a way to kill Amin."

Bosco was clear-headed. "Their tribal base is not far from the two UN peacekeeping force camps. Unless we can launch a large-scale air strike or use artillery to sweep the area... this is not something a private security company can do."

In Africa, there are only a handful of countries that actually have air forces, and more than half of them are still propeller planes or the earliest jet fighters.

If a private security company wants to do these things, not to mention anything else, the eyes of the five big gangsters will turn to them instantly.

They are the five village chiefs of the global village, kind-hearted and sweet-talking...

Hawke continued, "It was Bald Wolf who bribed General Amin. According to Mussad, Bald Wolf often operates in Sudan. We need to find him and capture him alive if possible. If not, kill him directly."

"It's not hard to find such people," Bosque said.

Hawke nodded slightly: "The last one is the chief officer of the Indian peacekeeping camp near the north-south ceasefire line in Sudan. If you are sure he has participated, try to send him to see their Shiva."

Bosque took note.

Hawke warned: "The first two are the key points, and the Indians will solve them according to the situation."

Hurricane Security Company now has sufficient funds, and it is not difficult to find information as long as you are willing to spend money.

Hawke thought for a while and said, "If they are determined, will they attack via airplane?"

Bosque said: "I have someone keep an eye on the airport."

Hawke returned to the Central Building and packed his bags to leave.

Bosque and Andre returned to Sahara Greening Company and started to get busy.

The latter dispatched personnel from Costa Rica, and the former found the only Arab in the team last night, preparing to go to Sudan to find out about the bald wolf.

The civil war between the north and south of Sudan is also related to the population composition. Black people account for more than 95% of the population in South Sudan, while Arabs account for the majority of the population in North Sudan, accounting for 70%.

The two sides have completely different beliefs, and fighting is inevitable as long as there is instigation from external forces.

The next morning, Hawke, Erica and their group arrived at the airport.

But they did not board the chartered commercial jet.

Instead, he took a special channel and boarded the UN special plane with two UN officials, Jason and Frank.

Hawke saw Leonardo again.

The latter took the initiative to sit in the seat opposite him, and the flesh on both sides of his cheeks drooped down when he smiled: "I just heard someone talking about you encountering an armed attack on the grassland the night before yesterday?"

The Ethiopian rapid response force sent out hundreds of black soldiers to the rescue. The news spread everywhere. Hawke had already heard people talking about it, but he didn't shy away from saying it in a different way: "More than 80 black armed elements from South Sudan entered the national park and tried to rob the camp where I was, but they were wiped out by my security team."

"That's great!" Leonardo wanted to make friends with Hawke, so he deliberately asked, "I remember you didn't bring many people with you."

Hawke said casually, "About 20 people."

Leonardo asked curiously, "Which security company did you hire?"

Hawke looked up at him. Leonardo quickly explained, "I fly all over the world. Sometimes for publicity purposes, I go to countries or cities where security is not particularly good, such as Mexico City and Rio de Janeiro. Security is a rigid need. The two bodyguards I have now are OK for dealing with riots from reporters and fans, but they are totally insufficient for dealing with violent attacks and the like."

Neither Butterfly Security in Los Angeles nor Hurricane Private Security Company overseas had previously provided private security services to external parties.

Hawke could tell Leonardo was trying to be nice, so he thought for a moment and said, "If you need anything, you can contact the Butterfly Security Company in Venice when you return to Los Angeles."

He reminded: "Don't make it public, my security company mainly provides services for Twitter."

Don’t mention it, Leonardo knows this security company: “A company that provides security services to municipal departments such as the City Hall, Fire Department, and City Administration?”

Since Brian took office, the original security contract expired, and Butterfly has been recruiting people on a large scale and taking over the related business of City Hall and its subordinate departments.

Hawke said: "Twitter and my company, foundation, etc. all use this security company."

Leonardo really didn't want to continue eating scrapped old engine oil, and he almost ruined his appearance for this. As the fat on his face increased, his face became longer horizontally than vertically, his belly became more prominent, and it seemed as if he had a swimming ring made of fat around his waist.

Even so, the 40-year-old car, which had no water or electricity, still refused to let him go, and made him drink the smelly scrap oil every time.

Leonardo regretted very much that he drove that old broken car which was more than 50 years old just for the sake of immediate benefits and to have support from those below him.

It's not easy to get on this bus, and it's even harder to get off.

In Leonardo's eyes, his affair with Cilaly was a secret except to a few people.

But Hawke knew that there might be many stories that had to be told between Leonardo and Cilaly.

The two men each had their own purposes and chatted for a long time on the plane.

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Damakin Airport, the outer side surrounded by barbed wire.

A Toyota pickup truck was parked on the side of the road. The person in the passenger seat opened the window and, like many black people on the roadside, observed the large plane inside.

One of the business jets was undergoing a routine pre-takeoff check.

The muscular man driving the car said to the bald wolf wearing a black wig, "According to reliable information, the target has boarded the United Nations' special plane, the Boeing 747."

Bald Wolf pulled down his airtight wig, scratched his itchy scalp, and said, "This bastard is too cautious!"

Not to mention the two of them, even their superiors in Moscow did not dare to directly attack a passenger plane full of UN officials.

Although the United Nations is a shit pot, the people in it involve too many countries and interests.

The fat man saw the Boeing 747 turn onto the runway and said, "The target is leaving Africa."

Bald Wolf said: "Withdraw all the people back, don't bother with that plane, and withdraw to northern Sudan today."

The fat man quickly made a phone call.

The day before yesterday afternoon, Vulture Wolf arrived in Damakin from southern Sudan through formal channels. This is the closest city to the national park hunting area and also Hawk Osmond's starting point.

Hawke's plane is still parked here.

Once the attack is successful, there will definitely be a reaction here. Bald Wolf needs on-site photos and official news to confirm to his superiors that the mission is accomplished.

If the attack fails, he can always make another move.

But unexpectedly, not only did the attack fail, the news that circulated was also extremely exaggerated. Hawk Osmond's security team consisted of only a dozen people, but they wiped out hundreds of attackers from South Sudan.

Ethiopia's rapid reaction force also imposed martial law in the city.

Bald Wolf wanted to have a few of his subordinates sneak into the airport and do something with the private business jet.

Not only was the airport heavily guarded, Hawke never got on that plane.

The scattered manpower needs to be brought back quickly.

After the fat man finished his call, Bald Wolf patted the front console and said, "Let's go."

The muscular man started the car and drove forward, saying, "The three of them have withdrawn. They will meet at the agreed location."

This place is very close to the southern Sudan border. To the southwest is South Sudan, and to the northwest is North Sudan.

In the airport lobby, a white passenger wearing a white sun hat picked up his bag and walked out of the airport after glancing at the black soldiers patrolling with guns.

Not far away, a white man in a flowered shirt received a call. Seeing that there was no opportunity, he had to pick up his luggage and leave.

In front of the glass window on the second floor of the airport, Bosque saw people leaving the waiting hall and quickly walked to the window on the other side.

The Damakin Airport is very small, and it has a recently built runway that can take off and land large and medium-sized aircraft.

The airport terminal has only one two-story building.

Hawke was worried that the other party would tamper with the plane, so he took a UN plane back.

Bosque set his sights on the airport. (End of this chapter)