My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 242 This is the interest you owe me!
"8 hours, a full 8 hours! My people lost contact in Benghazi for a full 8 hours. Tell me what you are doing now? You still have the face to tell me and give me an explanation, and you just explain it!"

General Ross didn't expect that this guy from Sheffield would actually go all the way to his own territory to ask for someone, and now he is really not tempered at all by the other party pointing his nose at him.

"I lent you people, not for you to use them as cannon fodder. In 8 hours, I would be able to fly two round trips in Afghanistan with my own team. Tell me, where are the people now? People!"

The beard on Sheffield's face was almost crooked with anger, and his eyebrows were erected, and his eyes seemed to be about to burst into flames.

Thanks to the good sound insulation in this lounge, otherwise, if the subordinates outside listened to it, where would General Ross put his face?

Facing the bearded and staring Sheffield, General Ross really couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

He knew in his heart that Sheffield had already given Ross a lot of face, otherwise the two of them would not be staying in General Ross' barracks, but the main dock of the military court.

141 is a good treasure under Sheffield's hands, but any Sheffield who is missing will be distressed for a while, and 5 of them are missing right now, and one of them may still be dead!

If it weren't for the private friendship between the two, would Sheffield have just pretended to be a teacher in private like now?

If it were someone else, this guy would have already led troops to raid other people's barracks by now!

Just scold him, Ross won't lose two pieces of skin just because of these two scoldings.

General Ross simply took out his cigar, lit it, took a puff silently, put on an appearance of what you like, and let Sheffield output.

Seemingly tired of cursing, Sheffield pulled a chair aside and sat down, snatched the lighter from Rose's hand, and took out one from the cigar box beside him to light it.

"This is the authentic Cuban cigar in my collection, save some for me!"

Seeing that Sheffield lit one, and planned to take away the entire cigar box, General Ross quit immediately.

Just smoke it, what's the matter if you sweep it all away for me?
"This is interest!"

Sheffield didn't care about that, he opened the hand of General Ross who stepped forward to stop him, and put all the cigar boxes into his arms.

Exhaling angrily, Sheffield leaned back on the chair and ignored Rose, just sulking himself.

"Okay, take it if you like, I still have it anyway."

General Ross didn't agree with him. Who would let himself be wronged? There is nothing valuable in this lounge except for the box of cigars. If you have the ability, you Sheffield will take them all.

Seeing that this guy had had enough scolding, General Ross sighed and started to talk about business.

"Limited by the military agreement, my troops cannot enter Benghazi on a large scale, so I can only discharge a small group of troops to infiltrate Benghazi city."

Sheffield didn't speak, still smoking a cigarette by himself.

"However, the actual situation in Benghazi is complicated. The local people and ordinary soldiers are very resistant to our people, so it is very difficult to search."

Sheffield still didn't say anything, he actually knew this better than Rose.

"In addition, it's late at night over there, and it's even more difficult to search. I have to temporarily pull people out of the city, and send people in to search after dawn."

Sheffield clicked his tongue in disdain, and looked at General Ross with a look of disdain.

"Daybreak? How long will it be until dawn? I'm afraid my people will be dead before dawn!"

General Ross ignored the opponent's ambiguity, but continued to state the facts calmly.

"There's no way around it. We can intervene in the rebel army, but the other idiots won't listen to us. In order to prevent Iron Man from getting involved, that card Dazuo specially threatened us with nuclear weapons. , which makes us very passive.”

Hearing the nuclear weapons, the corners of Sheffield's eyes moved, and he took a puff of cigarette calmly.

"I inquired about the nuclear warhead. The CIA did find some clues. The target was directed at that guy named Lawrence. It's a pity..."

General Ross blew a smoke ring, followed Sheffield's words and continued:
"It's a pity that I didn't catch that guy Lawrence's tail and let him slip away again."

"Didn't your people see that guy in Benghazi?"

"To be precise, it's your people."

General Ross recounted to Sheffield the information that Captain MacTavish reported to his intelligence officer earlier, and Sheffield frowned.

"You mean to say that Lawrence was behind this war?"

General Ross fiddled with the half-burned cigar stem in his hand, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"He doesn't have the guts, let alone the strength. This is a small fish, and the big fish may still be behind."

Sheffield raised his eyebrows, understanding what General Ross meant.

"What are you going to do?"

"It's up to the plan. Since they regard the B1 team as the prey, why don't we simply use it as the bait for fishing. A Lawrence is nothing to be afraid of. I want to see who is the last big fish!"

General Ross clenched his fists tightly and crushed the cigar stem in his hand, leaving only the still burning cigarette butt falling to the ground and being crushed under his feet.

"This is your plan? Don't tell the people who cheated me, and plan to use them as bait?"

Sheffield had a strange look in his eyes, and temporarily put the cigar on the ashtray.

"How do you plan to compensate me for my loss?"

General Ross stared at his old opponent, and pointedly drew his gaze to the newspaper on the table beside him.

It was a New York Evening News dated the 4th of last month. Sheffield didn't remember the content clearly, but the most important of them was undoubtedly the headline that occupied an entire page:
[War hero Steve Rogers wakes up, Captain America returns to New York after 66 years]

"You mean... super soldiers..."

"General! The missing B1 team has been contacted! Captain MacTavish and the others are still alive!"

Before Sheffield could finish speaking, the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open by an intelligence officer, who abruptly blocked the question he wanted to ask.

After hearing the content clearly, General Ross sat up abruptly. He couldn't care less about this guy entering without knocking. He got up and planned to rush to the command room.

"What did you say? Where are they now?"

The intelligence officer pushed open the door and noticed that there was still a person sitting in the room, and he was also the enemy of his own general. He realized that he was being abrupt, and quickly apologized:

"Sorry General, I didn't notice that you have guests. Captain MacTavish and others are currently in Benghazi!"

"Stop talking nonsense! I'll talk about your business later! Take me there right away, I just want to find out what the hell those guys are doing to me!"

Sheffield glanced at the newspaper on the table, secretly kept this matter in mind, got up and quickly followed General Ross, and at the same time echoed:

"Ross is right, the situation in Benghazi is more important right now, take us there quickly!"

The intelligence officer secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, his military career was saved for now, but it was uncertain whether he could continue to stay in the staff department in the future.

"Yes, two generals, please follow me."

(End of this chapter)