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Chapter 831 - Pretending We Are in Africa (Part )
While the PSA was being filmed, the crew of Person of Interest Season 6 was also busy. Director Fred Toy and screenwriter Nolan began to review the material from scratch.

Today, the two of them and the post-production team reviewed the footage shot in the large studio and location in the suburbs from last Monday to last Saturday.

The danger of filming in Africa is no different from that in Southeast Asia.

So the crew decided to find a place outside of New York to deal with it.

Director Fred Toye once again switched the footage back to the beginning of the sequence:
As of now, the oligarch who defected to the Kremlin positioned Otu and Mbaizo, who control the tribal armed forces, between "tools" and "partners", so Mbaizo needs to prove that he can fight the government forces on an equal footing even without the help of the Russians. Therefore, Chen Yu's information about the government army's arsenal is particularly critical and precious.

"Colonel Mbazo, I believe you are very clear that once the Namibian government knows that I leaked the information, I will probably have to say goodbye to Namibia." Although the French and Germans who actually control Namibia will not pursue Chen Yu's betrayal, President Hage Geingob, who exists as a puppet, will definitely regain his lost face. Even if Chen Yu has American citizenship, he must take action to bring the "conspirator" who slapped himself in the face to justice.

"My friend, General Otto and I will always remember everything you have done to fight for the rights of Namibia's minority tribes from the Ovambo people." After Mbazo's polite words, he said that if he and his brother could gain rights from this transaction, the series of bans imposed on Chen Yu by the Namibian government would naturally be lifted, and there was a great chance that Chen Yu would serve as a foreign senior adviser to Namibia's regular armed forces or police forces.

"The annual salary is $20 to $25, and there is no need to punch in or go to work. This perfect benefit will continue until someone comes to overthrow the new coalition government we form." Mbazo was not making this promise randomly. He was well aware of the importance of outsiders such as Chen Yu and Russian mercenaries. If these bastards who plot, plan and carry out all kinds of tricks and dirty deeds all day long could be made to shut down, then the overall social environment in Namibia might be more stable and united than ever before.

In fact, both Mbazo and Otu knew that Chen Yu and others were simply a group of "hungry wolves" and "evil spirits" that could not be tamed. But since they wanted to join the "game" in Namibia and even Southwest Africa, they could only rely on the investment of foreign forces and hire Chen Yu and others to serve them. After all, the ignorant and weak tribesmen could not independently carry the great and glorious ideals of the two brothers. The two brothers sent their sons and nephews to study in Europe, America and the East, but the capable ones chose not to return to their hometown, while the incompetent "worms" made the tribal atmosphere more chaotic, sluggish and lazy.

"Perhaps this is the best outcome that Europe, America and the East want to see: a fragmented African continent and corrupt African countries. What do you think, my friend?" Mbazo raised his hand to unbutton the collar of his military uniform to stretch his neck, but after glancing in the mirror he chose to give up because he wanted to set an example for his brothers at all times: the officers and soldiers of the tribal armed forces were very decent, just like his brother Otto, who always greeted foreign forces with a smile even if the other party was just a "passerby."

Chen Yu did not respond because the topic Mbazo was talking about was too profound and broad for him as a "detective" to touch upon. Chen Yu put the unfinished bottle of Petrus 1993 back on the neat mahogany desk. What he needed to consider now was how to evacuate smoothly after bombing the government army's arsenal. To be honest, such tasks were best left to black people, after all, the combination of an Asian and a group of white people was really too "ostentatious". But as Mbazo said, the good guys in the tribal armed forces would only mess up the task, and since Chen Yu and the Russian mercenaries had already received the labor fee, "It is reasonable for me to enjoy the services you provide."

Chen Yu nodded slightly to show his agreement with what Lieutenant Colonel Mbaizo said. He took money from others and helped them to get rid of disasters. Lieutenant Colonel Mbaizo put down his wine glass and pointed to the map. Walvis Bay is 265 kilometers west of Windhoek, the capital of Namibia. It is an area firmly controlled by government troops and police forces. The power of tribal armed forces lurking in Walvis Bay and its surroundings can even be described as "negligible". So no matter whether the mission is completed or not, the plan of fleeing north by land is 100% impossible to achieve. Chen Yu is in no mood to play guerrilla warfare or hide-and-seek with the government troops.

"What about the sea route?" Captain Kutepov, who was invited into the office by Lieutenant Colonel Mbaizo, handed Chen Yu a piece of fruit hard candy. Walvis Bay and Alexandria Bay are known as the two major deep-water ports in Namibia. From Walvis Bay, you can take a boat northward to Alexandria in Angola or Musamidish Port, which is further north. As long as you can safely enter Angola, that will be Captain Kutepov's territory. As for why Chen Yu, Captain Kutepov and Lieutenant Colonel Mbaizo did not mention the issue of landing in the northern coastal area of ​​Namibia controlled by tribal armed forces, it is actually very easy to understand. The group that extinguished the last spark of the government army must run away to avoid retaliation. For the sake of face, the Namibian government guaranteed to issue a kill order. "What is the naval strength of Namibia?" Captain Kutepov looked at Lieutenant Colonel Mbazo who was looking at the map. The latter shrugged. Although he once served as the Minister of Fisheries and Marine Resources of Namibia, he had never inspected or counted Namibia's naval assets. "One Elephant-class ocean-going patrol ship plus two Daures-class and one Oryx-class coastal patrol boats, in addition to one Brendan Simbwaye-class and two Terracebay-class high-speed speedboats." Chen Yu pointed on the map with a ruler and pen, and at the same time unveiled the Namibian Navy. Originally, the Namibian Navy was equipped with 700 marines, but now it has been transferred to the capital area. Captain Kutepov whistled lightly. Chen Yu's intelligence work was perfect.

"At this stage, we lack a cruise ship or cargo ship that has nothing to do with Russia and the United States. Hey, please don't look at me. After all, we are going to bomb the arsenal of the Namibian government army. The French and Germans may allow us to slap their puppets in the face but they will never step on them themselves." Chen Yu put the ruler and pen on the desk and took a close-up photo of the map with his mobile phone. Captain Kutepov wrinkled his nose. If the Angolan government or the merchant group sent a ship, it might delay the operation, and Lieutenant Colonel Mbaizo's large luxury yacht could not get close to Walvis Bay at all.

A Chinese American, a Russian mercenary captain, and a Namibian tribal armed leader were racking their brains to plot how to slap the puppet pushed to the front by the French and Germans. After knocking on the door and entering the office to invite everyone to dinner, Anna felt that everything in front of her was so absurd. If the news media leaked the picture and the conspiracy content, would it trigger the "Third World War"? Captain Kutepov pushed Anna to Chen Yu and said that at present, the "communication and contact between Russia and the United States" should be appropriately deepened. Anna turned her head and gave Captain Kutepov an eye dart, and then naturally leaned towards Chen Yu's side, "Can you tell me your story, Chen?"

Anna's previous judgment was very accurate. Chen Yu always maintained a high level of vigilance and precautions against beautiful girls who came to him on their own initiative. The real world is definitely not a TV show, and there is no love without reason. Although I am good-looking, I am not a walking hormone or fly water. "Uh... You can entrust the Russian Foreign Intelligence Service and the Russian Federation Armed Forces General Staff Intelligence Directorate to understand my story." Anna leaned forward and spread her hands to Captain Kutepov, indicating that the "honey trap" had no effect at all. The playful move made everyone laugh.

After swallowing the fragrant charcoal-grilled veal, Chen Yu chose to reveal a little about his background for the mission. He previously served in the reconnaissance company directly under the Ranger Regiment, so he often dealt with the CIA and other departments. Therefore, many of Chen Yu's intelligence sources were obtained through transactions with the CIA. Even the "detective agency" in Windhoek could barely be considered a local safe house of the CIA. However, due to many bad records created during his service, Chen Yu was not recruited or favored by the CIA.

"I provide the CIA with a few words, and the CIA replies with some scraps." Chen Yu raised his eyebrows at Anna who was eating fruit. Captain Kutepov took a sip of juice and asked Chen Yu if the CIA knew everything he was doing now? Chen Yu looked at Captain Kutepov in surprise. Did the Kremlin not know about the work of Russian mercenaries in Angola and Namibia?

"Pause, gentlemen, let's not talk about that terrible job while we are enjoying the food, okay?" Lieutenant Colonel Mbaizo tapped the wine glasses with his fork to stop the Americans and Russians from mocking each other. Chen Yu, who was sitting on Anna's left, snatched the fruit plate that had been occupied for a long time and stuffed the garlic bread into her hand. Captain Kutepov, who was not used to chatting about family matters and watching Chen Yu and Anna compete in eating cherries, couldn't help but said, "Chen, when are we going to act?" Lieutenant Colonel Mbaizo covered his face with his hands and muttered a swear word.

"If we can solve the boat problem tonight, we can set off right after dinner." Chen Yu finally lost to Anna by two cherry pits and lost the $20 bet. Lieutenant Colonel Mbaizo pointed out the $70 dividend and told Chen Yu that he would think of a way to deal with the boat problem.

"I must get you to Walvis Bay safely, and I must go to Angola with you smoothly." Chen Yu looked around at the Russian mercenaries leisurely.

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