Super bodyguard of female CEO

"When they come back, let's move on to the next step." Zatter laughed, and there was a dull sense of killing in the bottom of his eyes.

Simmons nodded respectfully. "I've made arrangements. I'll wait for your order, Mr. zatter."

"It's a bit difficult for our people to enter China. After all, China has developed rapidly in recent years, especially its military strength is unprecedented and its infantry strength is almost the first in the world. We must be very careful. I'll let you know when I make arrangements." Zatter put down his glass and lit up a cigar. After smoking, he said, "in addition, don't let the people on the biological rifle know about it. If you want to let the guys on it know about it, you can't rob me?"

Simmons nodded and said with a smile: "that's, such good things. I'm sure I won't leak them. Don't worry. When the tank captain comes back, I'll give them a command. They are professional soldiers. They know what to say and what not to say."

"Well." Zha nodded with satisfaction.

Simmons sat on one side, sipping the wine, thinking about his position. Mr. zatter said that as long as he did it well, he would wait for his promotion and wealth.

Even if Mr. zatter is not his boss, so what? Zat company is a recluse and rich company in the United States. It takes both black and white. Even the president of the United States has to give him three cents!

However, the only thing that worries Simmons is another task - assassinating Zhao Chengfeng, the king of Chinese soldiers!

As a professional soldier of the United States, Simmons also studied the Chinese soldiers, especially the very powerful king like Zhao Chengfeng.

Zhao Chengfeng is the king of Chinese soldiers and a rare ancient martial arts master. It is said that one person can defeat more than 100 ordinary martial arts masters. What is combat effectiveness? This is the combat effectiveness!

What's more, since Zhao Chengfeng is a soldier, it means that he may have to sneak into the Chinese army, which is no different from increasing the difficulty.

"Damn it, I can't do it. I kidnapped his family and slowly ravaged him!" All of a sudden, Simmons had an idea in his mind. The method was really mean, but so what? Don't worry about the black cat and the white cat. As long as you can catch the mouse, it's a good cat.

"Didi... Didi..."

At this time, Simmons' mobile phone on the desk rang a few times. It was a picture from a strange phone. Simmons was a little curious, so he opened it.

"Ah, this..." just glanced, Simmons "rubbed" once, stood up from the chair, the whole person was dull.

In the picture, all the soldiers they sent are dead, and the death is extremely tragic. Many of them have incomplete limbs.

"What's the matter?" Zatter frowned, and there was a bad feeling in his heart.

"The operation failed. All my people are dead." Simmons, with a dejected face, sat down, as if he had been spirited away.

"What?"

Zate was surprised. He grabbed the mobile phone and saw it. There was a chill in his heart. He was really cruel. Most people can't do it.

"Mr. zatter, they're too heavy. Shall we send another group of people?" Simmons, holding his fist, looked angry.

Simmons is very distressed, you know, these people are their own hands under the most elite soldiers! Don't say all of them are dead, even if a Simmons is dying, he will feel distressed. You should know how difficult it is to cultivate these people.

The most important thing is how to explain to the U.S. government and the families of the soldiers after their death?

In the United States, when soldiers die, as their commanders or direct leaders, they must give an explanation of their death. How, when and by whom they were killed must be made clear. If not, the families of the soldiers may cause trouble.

"No, there are only nine people on it. One person is missing." Zatter looked very carefully and asked.

Simmons smell speech, quickly and carefully check again, and finally determined that the captain of the tank is missing.

"Mr. zatter, will the tank survive?" Simmons said his guess, "if the tank is not dead, then we can at least know who beat them."

"There is another possibility that the tank is not dead, but caught and taken prisoner." There was no more excitement on zatter's face. It was as gloomy as water and ugly.

Zat never thought that the operation failed, and there was no biological rifle in the photo. Obviously, they seized the weapons of tanks and others!

"This may not be without it." Simmons said in a deep voice, "Mr. zatter, I ask for someone to save the tank. Even if the tank is dead, we should investigate intelligence and avenge the dead soldiers."

Hearing this, zate waved his hand and said, "don't worry. This may be a trap. Don't fall into the trap of the enemy."

"Trap?" Simmons frowned and said, "this is a demonstration, not a trap."

"Not a trap? Hum

Zatter snorted and said coldly, "look carefully, these dead soldiers have a lot of scars on their bodies, but their faces are very clean, almost no scars, and even little dust. This shows that it is a tragic situation deliberately created after death. Their purpose is to provoke us. "

"What about that?" Simmons also thought that if it was a trap, no matter how many people were sent there, they would all seek death?

"Don't worry. I'll ask for instructions first. I'll discuss the details with you." Zatter couldn't sit down any more. He got up and went upstairs to make a few phone calls. It took him more than half an hour to get down.

Simmons could not sit still for a long time. He said, "Mr. zatter, what can I do?"

"The first task is to find out whether the tanks are alive or dead, and the second is to find out where the guns they lost are." Zate said in a deep voice: "as for the next task, stop for a while. Don't act rashly. If there is any task, I will inform you in time."

"That's it. That's it?" Simmons was not reconciled.

It's about the investigation, but it's plain. Isn't it about the acceptance of life? This left Simmons speechless. Ten special forces soldiers died. What a heavy loss. How can he account to the people of the United States?

"Who said that?" Zatter frowned and said in a deep voice, "I just said to give up for the time being. When did we lose money and not find the place?"

Simmons heart even if there are all kinds of unwilling, but also can only accept.

"I see." Simmons nodded, turned and left. Ten thousand grass mud horses galloped by in his heart. He was very depressed.

It was originally a reward. How could you know that something went wrong?