The film starts with the Navy SEALs

Chapter 432 Seal Exclusive "Stalk"

The bald webmaster's attitude towards GRS can be described in four words - love and hate.

What I love is that whether he and his intelligence personnel can survive in this war-torn country depends on these "contractors".

What he hates is that the nature of GRS determines cause and effect, and there is no way for him to make GRS obey him obediently.

This unique trinity relationship that confuses superiors and subordinates, customers, and the nature of cooperation makes listening to Long Zhan for a long time a very novel experience.

Hearing the bald stationmaster's greeting, Long Zhan strode over.

After receiving the document, he opened it and flipped through it casually. The content was nothing more than a supplementary agreement to the contract, which clearly stated various detailed terms.

Do not act privately without orders, apply in advance for private outings, and must obey the management of the intelligence station, etc.

All kinds of blah blah.

Working in such a high-risk area requires teamwork to ensure basic safety, and acting alone is tantamount to courting death. This is basic common sense.

Even without the constraints of this document, GRS members will abide by it for their own lives.

There was nothing to say, Long Zhan signed directly.

"Gibran, you come with me."

The bald station master took the signed documents from Long Zhan, ignored Tyron who was thinking about something, left the office and went to the lobby outside.

"Pajero, this is a new GRS member, please arrange it."

After handing Long Zhan's documents to a man with eyes, the bald stationmaster shouted to the other side: "Rose, give me the yellow cake tracking report within 5 minutes."

(Yellowcake: A common name for uranium-uranium concentrates in the form of diuranates, or uranates.)
"OK."

The young blond woman working in front of the computer raised her hand and continued typing on the keyboard.

"Hey man, you're so strong."

Pajero marveled at Long Zhan's figure, and then put Long Zhan's documents on the table first, and then finished the registration work later.

"You eat more, you are too thin, you have to be strong enough to be a man." Long Zhan said coolly.

"Of course, I agree very much. Unfortunately, I have too much work on hand. I wish I could use 24 hours a day to make 48 hours. I can't spare time at all."

With a helpless expression on his face, Pajero picked up a bunch of keys from the table and walked out, saying, "Come with me, I will arrange a place for you to live in."

At this time, Tyron chased him out of the office, and shouted at the bald station master who was walking outside: "The roadblocks were set up by Christian religious believers. They are not just local freedom fighters now."

"Useful information you can write in the memo."

The bald stationmaster was annoyed by Tyronn's pursuit, he turned around with a dark face, walked back and said in a cold voice, "Remember, although you live here, you are not CIA personnel.

You are just helpers we have invited, and your task is to solve our troubles, not add troubles to us, so do your part. "

Then the bald stationmaster patted Tyron's chest, turned around and left without looking back.

"You are so rude."

Tyronn didn't get angry after being scolded for a while, and his mouth was raised with a face of indifference.

He even jokingly shouted to Long: "Gibran, take a look, this is our great station master, does it open your eyes?"

"He is interesting."

Long Zhan spread his hands and curled his lips, then glanced at Pajero who was standing beside him and said, "I'll go with him to put the luggage first, and I'll come to you later."

"I don't need their help, I'll take you there, we're just helpers, aren't we?" Tyron teased.

Pajero, who was planning to lead Longzhan away, was a little embarrassed when he heard Tyron's words, standing there in a dilemma.

"I'll just live with them, and you can keep busy with your work."

Long Zhan did not embarrass the small employee Pajero, and chose to let Tyron lead the way. The two walked out of the hall and went straight into the flat-roofed house on the lower right, which is the office area of ​​the GRS team.

The layout of the house with limited space is relatively crowded, and every place is full of various things.

It can only be roughly divided into four areas.

The entire wall on the right has been converted into a storage space, and various combat items are placed in each grid separated by wooden boards.

Body armor, helmets, headphones, combat vests...

As long as you can use the combat items, including weapons, all are available.

It is equivalent to an open armory!

On the left is a TV wall, the TV cabinet is still made of ammunition boxes, and there are some game consoles, set-top boxes and other things placed underneath.

The middle area belongs to the rest and leisure area, with several sofas and a glass coffee table.

The front wall is made into a task board, and on the left side are pasted a world map and a map of Libya, as well as satellite photos of some people and buildings.

On the right side, black electrical tape was used to glue task boxes one by one.

There are written words or pasted documents inside, and basically the work within a week is listed on it.

Four muscular men in casual clothes stayed lazily in different areas of the room, doing their own things as if they were at home.

"Hey, everyone, look this way."

Tyronn yelled loudly when he entered the door, and after attracting the attention of the four people in the room, he pointed to Long Zhan and introduced: "This is Long Gibran, our new buddy, and he is from the Navy Seals like me."

"Mark Oz Guest, ex-Marine."

The strong man next to the storage wall by the door has a lot of wrinkles on his face, and he is estimated to be over 40 years old. He is wearing sunglasses indoors and has a reddish beard. He is the first one to reach out to Long Zhan. hands.

"Nice to meet you."

Long Zhan shook hands with Ozzy with a smile, and had a different affection for the comrades from his former club.

"Chris Tanto Palendo, I used to serve in the Rangers, you can call me Tanto."

The second introduces the "horse face brother" who sits on the sofa and plays games, wears jeans and white short sleeves, and has a slender moustache trimmed to make his face look longer.

After the introduction, he said jokingly, "Have you also learned how to hit a beach ball with your nose?"

This is the most famous SEAL meme, and it's often used by those inside the SEALs to discredit themselves, and by those outside the SEALs as well.

As for whether there is malice or sarcasm, it all depends on the atmosphere and state of the speech at the time.

Basically, it will not be linked to malicious insults.

"Rangers lead the vanguard."

Long Zhan held Tanto's hand and uttered the famous words of the Rangers, which was also a teasing of Tanto and a targeted counterattack.

Tanto stood up almost instinctively, and replied in a solemn tone: "Go forward!"

Each army has its unique characteristics, but if it comes to the popularization of army-specific quotes, the Rangers must be at the forefront of the world.

(End of this chapter)