Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

Therefore, it is necessary to organize a rescue mission as quickly as possible.

When there was a real possibility that the hostages could be sold to a terrorist organization, the operation was officially put on the agenda.

……

"Are there any other teams joining this operation?" The commander of the DEVGRU detachment looked up at the sky. The C-17 Globemaster transport plane was descending steadily.

"It appears so, Commander."

The commander of this rescue mission is James Belloc, the commander of JSOC, who has come to Taranto in person.

Not far from where the two men were standing, the engineering troops were working hard. There was a 1:1 replica of the Yemeni Embassy in Sana'a, which would be provided to the task force for training.

According to the progress of the project, it will be put into use tonight.

……

At the Taranto Naval Air Station, a C-17 transport plane slid into the designated apron under the guidance of air traffic control.

The flight transport officer in the cabin was very efficient and opened the cabin door after the captain finished his report.

"Okay, the integrated sight device has been installed. I just checked it and it is in good working condition. There are no problems with the sensor and data calculation." Green Hui said to Raphael holding the list.

"I'm not sure if it can be used. Calculating the trajectory is not a difficult problem. The sensor readings are more suitable as a reference."

Raphael lifted the large duffel bag in each hand and said, "Okay, have you contacted the task force commander?"

"All right."

"What do you say? Jedi Knights, are you ready to go?"

"Let's go." Fei Niao stuffed the iPad into his backpack, raised his hand and threw the big bag full of equipment to Lingyin: "Don't sit there, let's go."

"We must cooperate with the task force's actions?" Lingyin frowned, quite dissatisfied with the order for the joint action.

Her trust in the US military has become very low due to certain incidents. If she is asked to cooperate with these people, at least half of her energy will be focused on her teammates.

Raphael and the other humanoids knew this very well, and even Harry was very clear about it.

Instead of trying to dissuade her from letting down her guard, Harry reminded her that it was right to remain vigilant after what had happened.

Everything has its own cause and effect. Trust is something that is invisible and intangible, and it is much easier to destroy than to build it.

Twelve minutes later, when they appeared in front of James Belloc, his face, already full of wrinkles due to age, became even more stunning.

"Raphael," the sergeant who escorted them here introduced, "This is General James Belloc, the commander of this rescue mission."

He stood by, completely ignoring the general's ugly face, and continued: "Meet your foreign aid, General."

Belloc turned and glared at the sergeant, the lieutenant colonel next to him shrugged, and the others turned their heads away without saying a word.

He could only look back at Raphael and three other girls who looked exactly like her (?).

After holding it in for a long time, General Belloc blushed and said, "Find them a separate dormitory."

"We've had worse foreign aid," said Lieutenant Colonel Sybil. "Remember that pilot...what was that bastard's name? The one who froze the guy on the parachute stand."

"At least it was a man last time," Belloc said.

"Anyway, this is someone sent directly from SOCOM. General, you understand."

"Damn it."

"The one who decided to send someone here should die."

"Sybil, what do you think we should do?"

"It's just their bad luck." Sybil fished out a cigarette and a lighter from her pocket, shook out a half-smoked cigarette and handed it to Belloc, "Want one?"

"Let people settle down first, and gather all the people who will be participating in this mission tomorrow."

Belloc took it with a hint of disdain, and Sybil handed him the lighter just right.

The general took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke.

"Whether it's Delta, or Team 6 that came with us, or the girls that were sent here by some bastards, we all need to develop a tacit understanding first, and then we can talk about other things."

"Do you want to urge me?"

"I'm not William Garrison."

"Well, I hope not."

……

The sergeant took Raphael to live in a dormitory provided for military doctors, where the living conditions were comparable to those provided for the base commander.

However, in order to accommodate four people, some furniture had to be removed and replaced, especially the beds had to be changed to a bunk type.

After stuffing her things into her locker, Lingyin immediately went into the bathroom, cleaned herself up as quickly as possible, and climbed into bed with her clothes on.

Still in the usual sleeping position: covering his ears with his hands, as if saying don't make noise.

"Dong dong..."

Raphael opened the door and found the sergeant who had brought them here standing at the door again.

"what happened?"

"Tomorrow morning at 8:30, in the briefing room opposite the mock embassy, ​​be there promptly, Captain."

"Understood." Raphael nodded and stopped the man outside the house. "We will be there on time."

The sergeant saluted according to procedure, and Raphael saluted in return before watching him leave.

"Who's coming?"

"The newsboy who delivers the mail."

Raphael took off his coat stained with lubricating oil, sat on the sofa and said, "Take a nap. Call me immediately if you need anything..."

She lay down against the soft backrest, clutched the pillow in her arms and closed her eyes.

Everyone has their own sleeping habits.

In the past days when Raphael was online, she saw his special hobby in the disk of an unknown user - comics depicting different sleeping postures of people. She thought she had found a treasure, or at least some kind of aphrodisiac.

"What if everything remained the same?" Raphael thought. She was referring to the four of them: Asuka, Lingyin, Luhui and herself. She was not only thinking about tomorrow's morning meeting, but also thinking in general about what to do in the future.

Hopefully, no one will lose their faculties, no one will be injured on the battlefield, everything will remain the same, and we can get through the war smoothly.

However, just as she opened her eyes, she heard a loud bang nearby, and the sound was much weakened by the wall.

Then there was a burst of commotion coming from outside.

Some people were wailing, and some were yelling for help. It sounded like some unlucky driver who was not paying attention to his eyes had a car accident and was stuck in the cab.

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The riot continued until late at night, and the sounds of demolition machines and cutting machines echoed throughout the camp, making it almost impossible to sleep.

The purpose of the morning meeting is to get to know each other and develop rapport.

Besides, Raphael couldn't think of any other reason.

The United States' intelligence agencies are spread all over the world, and sometimes they focus on a particular situation, such as Sudan or Algeria.

The last part of these briefings is mostly the latest news from Yemen and the status of mission performance.

The more you know, the better prepared you will be.

Judging from what the general said, the task force will soon begin field training.

The entire force is like a hurricane rolling in from the Pacific Ocean, just waiting for the decision-maker to give the order and approve the relevant plan.

Sometimes, as with Operation Poseidon’s Spear, it can be put into action.

But in most cases, the special forces who have been on standby for a long time get nothing.

So, most people just keep their heads down and focus on the task at hand, leaving the guesswork to others.

At least it can save some effort.

Raphael suddenly reached out and knocked away the alarm clock that was about to ring, but the clattering sound woke up his other three sisters who were sleeping in bed.

She sat up on the couch and found a blanket covering her.

"Everyone, get up. The meeting will start at 0830 in the morning."

Lingyin arched her back on the bed after hearing this. She had been lying on the pillow all night. After a long while, she said in a muffled voice, "Hmm~~ Can you sleep for another five minutes?"

"Time to wake up, girls."

Raphael walked barefoot on the floor and lifted the quilts one by one.

Fei Niao gave her an unhappy look, sat up sleepily, and raised his hand to knock on Luhui's bed.

"It's time to get up."

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?" Lu Hui said, "What's going on? Are we going to set off now?"

"On the first day, we have to give people face." Raphael said, changing into desert digital camouflage clothes and low-top running shoes, "Remember the time 0830:, meet in the briefing room opposite the simulated embassy."

It is called a briefing room, but it is more appropriate to call it a confidential meeting room because mobile phones are not allowed in there.

In terms of attributes, it is set up in the "Sensitive Information Classification Processing Facility" area, which is specifically used to handle top-secret information.

Raphael used a special identification card to pass through the security door. The shielding wall with a very high lead content made all monitoring devices and radio remote transmission devices useless.

In the conference room, the four monitors were turned off. There were no pictures or maps on the wall, and the people who arranged the meeting clearly had no intention of telling them any details of the updates in Sanaa.

The room was noisy, and the crowd was hugging each other, punching and slapping each other. It was obvious that they were members of the combat unit.

There were SEALs, there were Delta guys, there were a bunch of demolition experts, and there were six dog trainers.

The group of people in plain clothes sitting quietly and whispering to each other are probably the intelligence support team.

Among the technical backbones, some are very familiar with the "Operators", while others are together with the intelligence team.

Raphael saw the sergeant who had picked them up yesterday and he nodded to her.

"Everyone calm down."

The lieutenant colonel who seemed to be the person in charge walked to the front center of the room and said in his hoarse voice that had been damaged by years of shouting:

"This morning's meeting is not a briefing. The briefing time has been postponed to 1345, but it will still be in this room!"

Raphael only wrote down the two words "Today's Briefing" and "1345", and then his eyes widened and his mind wandered.

Lingyin, who was beside her, leaned directly on her shoulder, her eyes half open but her pupils were not visible, and her breathing became unusually long.

This girl fell asleep!

Turning left, Luhui and Fei Niao were the good kids. Even though they had no substantive information to report, at least their attitude was correct.

Raphael then thought that they had never attended such an occasion before, so it was normal to have some new ideas.

What the lieutenant colonel said in front of her went in one ear and out the other, and she didn't remember it at all.

"We will conduct a joint exercise at 2100 today in the newly built mock embassy."

As he spoke, he handed out a list of equipment, "I don't have much information. Bring standard assault equipment. I'll explain it in the evening."

Raphael took a quick look: the most handy guns, tools, explosives, and demolition equipment.

There is nothing special about it, and it is also the most murderous requirement.

"Are there any special arrangements?" asked a combat team member.

"It's hard to say," the lieutenant colonel said, "Tonight's arrangements will not be made by me, but by Belloc himself. He will be the leader of the 'kidnappers' and command the scene."

Suddenly, there was a booing from the crowd.

Raphael looked around, wondering what they were sighing about.

The commander of JSOC should be very capable, at least he has combat experience in related fields.

Looking at the posture and facial expressions of the team members, it was clear that they were not looking forward to the general's decision.

Raphael thought about it and thought that maybe they didn't want General Belloc to lose too badly.

Full of pride, but normal.

They are all people who have been through blood and gore, and they are in situations where men are most likely to disappear. Without some ability, they cannot support their pride.