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Chapter 208 Plan
Doral, Miami.

It is a coastal city in a large southern state with a long and magnificent coastline.

Miami not only boasts some of the most beautiful beaches and bikini-clad women in the United States, but it is also home to the headquarters of the U.S. Southern Command!

Its main function is to oversee America's military operations in Latin America and the Caribbean, which is known as the 32-country area of ​​responsibility, with a focus on counter-drug, counter-terrorism, and humanitarian relief.

Troops from the Army, Navy, and Air Force are stationed here, including the Army's 7th Special Forces Group, the Marine Corps Security Force, and the Air Force's 12th Air Force.
Because the Southern Command's mission was not a large-scale war, its weapons and equipment were almost entirely composed of mobile light equipment.

The weapons depot at this military base, which houses multiple units, is so large that it requires multiple warehouses to contain it.

night.

A soldier guarding outside the equipment warehouse suddenly woke up with a start.

He shook his heavy head and looked around with wide eyes, but apart from the dim lights and the silent night, everything was the same as before, without any difference.

Strangely, he found his head to be very heavy, especially his neck. Although it felt fine to the touch, it felt like he had been slapped.

"Fake."

He cursed, stretched his neck, and then opened the warehouse door to conduct a routine inspection.

Upon entering the warehouse, the man's pupils constricted sharply, and he gaped in shock—

"A generous gift—shit!!!"

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early morning.

Inside the hotel room.

Anna had just woken up when she saw Rorschach lying naked on the carpet in front of the sofa, playing a game with a controller.

After giving the guy a deep look, she didn't greet him but went to the restroom to wash up and tidy herself up.

After she finished showering, she came out wrapped in a towel and sat on the sofa behind Luo Xia.

电视上，罗夏正操控着一个纹身壮汉，戴着两只雄狮拳套暴揍一个白发苍苍的老头，血浆四溅，看起来极其暴力。

"Where did you go last night?" Anna suddenly asked curiously.

“Run, relax,” Rorschach replied without looking up.

"Relax?"

Anna raised her pretty eyebrows, lifted one foot and stepped on Rorschach's chest, rubbing it up and down. "Does being with me make you feel tired? Do you need to go for a run to relax?"

Rorschach didn't answer, his attention completely focused on his game character, until the character was killed by the opponent's sword, at which point he angrily tossed the controller aside.

He turned his head and glanced at Anna, who was staring at him with great interest, before brushing her foot away from his chest.

“I was just about to tell you that, Anna.”

Luo Xia pointed at her, looking serious. "We're partners now, and I think we should make this friendship even purer."

"So?" Anna asked, tilting her head.

"So, from now on, let's have less physical contact and more spiritual connection."

Rorschach shrugged. "I think maintaining a good and pure comradeship is more appropriate."

After saying that, he quickly put on the clothes on the sofa, bent down and kissed her cheek lightly, and said solemnly, "This is the last time. From now on, we'll just be ordinary companions, understand?"

Luo Xia patted her cheek, stretched, and pushed open the door to leave the room.

Anna stared at the man's retreating figure with a strange expression.

She only saw him as a decent human sex toy, and had no other feelings for him. It sounds like Luo Xia is talking about a breakup when there's clearly no emotional connection between them.

In the corridor, Rorschach whistled as he walked toward the restaurant.

His reason for refusing to have any further romantic relations with Anna was simple: the woman was just too much of a nuisance!

Almost every time they had an in-depth conversation, his pelvis would hit him so hard that his thigh would ache.

It should be an enjoyable experience, but they've made it feel like a grueling, weighted training exercise.
Rorschach admitted that he still preferred the more voluptuous types like Ginny, Mia, or Keyes.

After deciding to explore the island, Harold booked several rooms at the hotel and arranged a private restaurant for them.

When Rorschach arrived, Harold and Clyde were writing and drawing on a laptop, while John, as usual, sat alone in the corner, holding the bulldog in one arm and flipping through a newspaper with the other, occasionally stroking the dog's head.

"Rorschach."

When he saw him coming over, Harold raised his hand to greet him.

Rorschach got closer and realized that the two were studying satellite images of the island. He wondered which database Harold had hacked into to get them.

"The layout of this island is more complicated than we thought. Look here."

Harold and Clyde had clearly studied the situation for a long time, and in just a few words, they pointed out the weak points in the island's defenses.

There are three places to land on the island: the east pier, the west pier, and the hidden entrance on the south side.

The main building area has four firing points.

There aren't many buildings on the island, except for the central villa, a few low-rise buildings, and coastal watchtowers.

According to Clyde's speculation, the existing armed forces on the island should have been stationed in the core area. These people have been on the island for many years and are likely aware of what is being done there, so it is more appropriate for them to stay inside.

The Delta Squadron, which had been causing them concern for several days, was more likely to be deployed in the outer perimeter of the security zone.

After all, the real military forces wouldn't know the dirty secrets on the island, and the islanders are unlikely to tell them either.

Rorschach listened to what the two were saying and nodded frequently, but his expression was not very serious. Instead, he looked at Harold and Clyde and smiled with satisfaction.

Harold has been in the internet industry for so many years, and according to him, this old guy was once the world's number one hacker. He has his own set of analytical methods for data, which are incredibly accurate.

Clyde, on the other hand, has many years of combat experience in the Marine Corps. He is meticulous, thorough, and his plans are flawless. He is a master of overall strategy and a natural-born commander.

With the perfect plan laid out by these two behind the scenes, Rorschach felt he didn't need to think at all.

All he had to do was listen to the tactical instructions from the two men in the rear and focus on being a member of the assault team.

Oh right, and John's here too. That kid's job is the same as mine—he's always on the front lines.

As for Anna, she is better suited to be an expert in disguise, infiltration, intelligence gathering, and assassination.

Not long after, the restaurant's revolving door opened, and Anna gracefully entered.

The girl glanced at Luo Xia first, then calmly sat down, eating her European-style breakfast while discussing the attack plan for the island with the others.

Seeing this, Luo Xia smiled, greeted the others, and then went out for a walk to get some fresh air.

He felt that the team was now somewhat like a secret service team in a movie, with specialized tactical planning, hackers, disguise personnel, and most importantly, assault troops.

Let them make all the plans; after all, the actions in Eastern Europe are still fresh in our minds, and Rorschach has a very clear understanding of himself.

I'm not good at strategizing; it's not something I'm good at.

After he appeared in the hotel lobby on the first floor, and until he left the hotel, a woman wearing sunglasses on the lobby sofa slowly lowered the newspaper that was covering her face.

(End of this chapter)