The film starts with the Navy SEALs

Chapter 496

Because of the years of civil war in Libya, the current situation is still unstable, and it is a high-risk area, which has led to the cancellation of many international flights.

On this early morning when the sun was rising, there was only one lone plane in the huge airport.

And it’s not even a commercial airliner!
It's just that Jason and his team came here with their wallets. It belongs to the private jet of the Libyan oil director, a Gulfstream G19 business jet with a load of 650 seats.

Fortunately, the design of private jets is quite special, and the load seat does not mean that it is the upper limit of its take-off weight.

The reason why there are only 19 seats is not that the plane can only carry 19 people, but because there is room to create a sense of luxury.

If the theater room, bar, gym, etc. on the plane are all filled with people, the number of people can be doubled.

About 40 people is not a big problem!
but.

Even if the cabin load can be doubled before the take-off weight is exceeded, there is no way to send everyone to Tripoli at once.

32 high-achieving intelligence officers, plus station masters, ambassadors, liaison officers, and engineers.

The number of non-combatants reached 36.

In addition, three people from the DSS team, six people from the GRS team, and eight people from Jason's team.

The total number of people who need to leave Benghazi by plane and go to Tripoli has reached 53, more than 10 people beyond the maximum nuclear capacity.

And for every extra minute you stay in Benghazi, there is an extra penny in danger.

Under the premise that some people had to stay at the airport, waiting for the second flight, GRS and Jason chose to stay.

Let the people from the intelligence station and the embassy first take a plane to Tripoli.

As military personnel and security personnel, leave safety priority to the protected.

This is the basic principle!

"Hey Gilani, come on up, we have to go."

All the people at the intelligence station boarded the plane, and the station manager saw that Jilani was still fighting the dragon below, and stood by the hatch and shouted downward.

Gilani wanted Long Zhan to go with her, but she knew it was unrealistic.

Whether it is hardware or software.

Even Long Zhan couldn't follow along.

Jilani could only stand on tiptoe to embrace Long Zhan, and offered to give Long Zhan a sweet kiss.

Reluctantly said: "I don't know how you survived last night, but I know who saved my life and the lives of everyone in the intelligence station.

Thank you for saving us, and I am also very happy to spend the days with you in Intelligence.

I don't know, we say goodbye here, whether there will be a chance to meet in the future, but I know one thing very well, I will always remember you. "

"Forever is too long, the momentary splendor of fireworks is more suitable for us."

Long Zhan took a picture of Jilani's sexy buttocks, smiled and urged: "Go, if there is fate in the future, we will meet again."

Unlike Jilani's reluctance, Long Zhan's overall state is relatively relaxed.

It's not that Long Zhan is ruthless and ungrateful, but belongs to the legendary ruthless scumbag. It is true that he has been running around the world for so many years, and he has played with too many "running friends".

If everyone is separated from life to death, Long Zhan may suffer from emotional depression.

It is this kind of happy meeting for one night, and the freedom of not pursuing care once they are separated, that makes Long Zhan so emotionally chic now.

In the midst of thousands of flowers, the leaves do not stick to the body.

Jilani could feel the "casualness" of Long Zhan. Although he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he didn't hate Long Zhan because of it.

As a standard European and American woman, she has a relatively open view of the relationship between men and women.

"Goodbye by fate!"

Jilani, who dispelled his depression with a free and easy smile, waved his hand with a smile on the corner of his mouth, no longer thinking about Long Zhan's chest, turned around and walked up the boarding ramp.

As Gilani entered the plane, the stairs retracted and the cabin door closed.

The Gulfstream G650 taxied slowly into the runway, and under the guidance of the airport personnel on the ground, it gradually accelerated out of the runway and into the sky.

Watching the plane go deep into the sky, Jason also led the team to bid farewell to Long Zhan.

The B team has completed the rescue mission and safely sent the ambassador and intelligence personnel to the plane, but they have not completed their "jobs" in Libya.

Jason has just received a notification from Eric that there is a mission target near Benghazi.

Rather than waiting here for a few hours for a plane, flying to Tripoli and then driving back by car, it is better to stop by to complete this task.

Although Jason, Sonny and others wanted to stay, they had a good chat with Long Zhan about the current situation.

Then wait for the private jet to return, and then fly to Tripoli together and find a tavern to have a good meal.

But as a soldier, or a special soldier, he is often involuntary.

There is no way.

Long Zhan and Team B, who had just met after a few months, could only join forces to complete a beheading mission in a hurry, and then parted again in a hurry.

Before leaving, Jason still reminded Long Zhan to heal his injury and return to Team B as soon as possible.

Long Zhan did not respond positively, because from the day he left Team B, Team B has become a passer-by in his life, and it is impossible for him to return to Team B.

Even after a while, he'd manage to get out of Black Team Special Service Six.

At that time, even DG will become a passerby.

……

According to the information, some people left by plane, and then Jason's B team and the two people from Delta drove away, leaving only GRS and his group of 6 people at the airport.

As the second largest city in Libya, Benghazi's airport actually occupies a large area.

Proof that it was once brilliant.

It is a pity that after years of war, not only the airport facilities have been attacked, leaving large and small bullet holes and gun craters.

Various passenger planes and airplanes can also be seen on the airport apron and some hangars.

But all these planes have one thing in common.

That is, either it was blown into two sections by the shell, or one of the wings was blown off, or it was burned to the ground and only the black Qiuqiu plane frame remained.

These dozens of destroyed aircraft indirectly explained the reasons for the depression at Benghazi Airport.

Things that cost tens of millions or hundreds of millions of dollars have a certain probability of being turned into scrap iron when flying here. No airline can afford such a big loss.

Even if it has been several months since the civil war ended, it will take a few days for a flight to come and land.

The GRS group who stayed behind did not dare to leave the airport, because they might be attacked at any time outside, so they could only wait inside the airport.

However, when a private plane flies to Tripoli, it will take several hours to fly back after a set of procedures such as refueling checks.

Long Zhan had no choice but to take everyone to find an abandoned plane that was blown up from the middle of the fuselage, and used a tarpaulin to randomly set up a temporary resting place.

I drove two cars and parked below, watching the slowly rising sun, recalling the past 9 hours.

"The intelligence station was attacked by no means by accident. It must have been planned for a period of time, and the thugs must be held accountable afterwards." Tanto said angrily.

"Yeah, without the six of us, the intelligence station and the embassy wouldn't be able to survive."

Tyronn thumped everyone's chest one by one, and said proudly: "We fought side by side last night and won in the end. This is our glory."

"Glory?"

Oz didn't seem to think so, shook his head and said sarcastically: "Ty, guess what they will report this?"

"No need to guess, the station master will get a medal." Boon said with a little envy but helplessness.

"What about the QRF team?" Oz asked again.

"All of them will get medals, and the Libyans will get benefits, but we will get nothing, because we are just nannies hired by the CIA who can shoot." Tanto said with a wry smile.

Honor is the pursuit of a soldier's life, and Titanto still longs for it even after being discharged.

"So what do we get? Doing a job where the chance of survival is less than one in a thousand, and then getting a salary of a few hundred dollars a day? It's really interesting."

Teague didn't know how to describe the tangled mood in his heart at the moment.

"Honors are all about New Year's Eve, because we are no longer soldiers, but just completing a job. We can all go home safely and reunite with our families. That is our greatest achievement, isn't it?"

As soon as Long Zhan said these words, they immediately resonated with everyone present.

"Yes, it's good to be able to go home."

Tyronn let out a long breath, the depression on his face was swept away, replaced by the desire to go home, his eyes were full of longing for his wife and children.

"Yeah, we can go home now."

"Only after feeling shrouded in death can I know how happy it is to be alive."

"I miss home, I miss my daughter."

The best emotion in the world is family affection. Everyone in GRS felt the cruelty of the war last night, and felt more and more that surviving is the greatest "reward".

At this very moment...

Home has become everyone's only concern!
(End of this chapter)