The Goddess Shines on America

Rio Vantaa left soon after, with his satisfactory answer and an early agreement. When anyone with a discerning eye can see that the general situation of the Soviet Union is about to go, making a huge profit at the last moment is something that countless big capitalists are happy to do.

The elevator doors open, then close, and the numbers begin to taper off.

With the sound of light high heels, Monica walked in from the external office area: "Alice, who was that just now?"

"President Reagan's most trusted financial warfare expert was once a senior official of the U.S. Department of the Treasury, the CIA, and the FBI. Today's identity is just a cover. He is an agent." Alice waved her hand: "You also have to deal with the situation." I've seen it all, any suggestions?"

Monica laughed silently.

The two women looked into a hidden corner together.

It is really difficult to detect the high-end surveillance probes provided by Cisco's off-line manufacturers without prior knowledge, not to mention that there are wiretapping devices in this room. Leo Vantaco hasn't experienced the baptism of those complicated movie series, let him see if there is any spy equipment after he is in front of the big capitalists? I really think too far.

"I think it will do you no harm."

Monica stepped forward and said: "The recent economic and political forms of the Soviet Union have been watched by those who care about it. Everyone knows that it will not last long, especially now that the political situation in Czechoslovakia has begun to become unstable. It is estimated that the alliance's Disintegration is also due to come."

"So now, it is indeed a good time for Vantaa to lobby everywhere. The more big capitalists he wins, the easier it is for him to start his plan." Alice said softly: "Reagan and Bush are all behind the traditional oil industry. So the main target of the promoters must be the oil and gas of the Soviet Union. I, a person in Silicon Valley, would have a hard time trying to compete with them, so, Monica, you give me a comprehensive list of Soviet assets...especially heavy industry, military field."

Monica nodded slightly: "Wanta just said that CIA agents have cooperated with some Soviet insiders. Maybe he will have some high-end secrets that we don't know?"

Alice knows what the employees in the outer workspace are doing without having to look directly out the door. A few months is enough for Sophie to recruit some high-end civil servants. Despite the fact that there are only fifty people in total, if she really wants to start a financial war, those people outside her house are definitely enough to play part-time jobs.

"Of course we want to keep in touch with Vantaa. His bag company is in the capital of Nevada, and his business cards... are all here." Alice knocked on the table and said, "But we can't be led by him, can we? Soviet Union Oil and water are abundant. Although my demand for oil and natural gas is average, I should have some hard currency. In this way, Monica..."

After thinking about it, she said, "Go ahead and do your own work, I want to communicate with Akaman."

Monica left immediately, and Alice immediately picked up a telephone. It is also a Cisco product. Although its performance is still very limited, it is just a simple conference communication device, which has little to do with the network and video. However, under the premise of limited conditions, the boss-level figure sits in the office and hangs up the phone. end product.

Moments later, a red light came on and the phone was answered in Akaman, North Carolina.

"Alice? What's the matter?"

"Uncle, you said that I suddenly want to be a bad boy, what should I do?"

The girl's giggle was very abrupt, and Akaman laughed and said, "What stimulated you today? Could it be that all the employees of the Alice Building are also in a coma?"

"Hmph, whoever wants to achieve this is harder than reaching the sky." Alice smiled and said, "That's right uncle, I plan to further expand the scale of our Black Water, what do you want from the Soviet Union? ?”

Expand Blackwater International?

Akaman immediately heard something wrong, and sure enough, this so-called bad boy had a subtext.

What is the purpose of expanding a security and mercenary company that employs ex-soldiers?

The answer seemed obvious and hazy, but Akaman's heart was undoubtedly beating.

"We don't need to collect light weapons like civilians, but it's different if it's tanks, armored vehicles, and helicopters. Alice, you came up with this because of the recent situation in the Soviet Union?"

Alice glanced at the phone, the red light was blinking normally, and the green light on the side was also fully lit, which meant that no one was trying to snoop on the communication. As for the credibility, Alice is of course extremely confident in her product, and this one is specially customized.

So she quickly told the ins and outs of Vantaa's visit.

"Talent!" Akaman's voice was high: "If the Soviet Union really disintegrated, it would definitely cause a large-scale brain drain. After Germany was defeated, the difference between our approach and the Soviet Union was that we were collecting talents, while the Soviet Union only knew Moving military industry. Alice, don't make Stalin's mistake!"

"Talent... Talents in the military industry? Talents in the heavy industry and chemical industry? Hmm..." Alice chuckled and leaned back on the boss chair, looking at the umbrella LOGO on the phone with interest: "Then we have to do it first. It is only necessary to lock all the relevant experts at once, uncle, can you send some advanced latent warfare experts there?"

After years of development, there have been 4,000 elite mercenaries stationed in the training base of Blackwater for a long time, half of which were the 2,000 people directly supported by the Ministry of Defense during the Ramadan operation, and the other half were Akamans over the years. Developed by hand. In terms of overall quality, the individual combat effectiveness of mercenaries is completely equal to the level of elite American soldiers. Even if not everyone is at the absolute level of Navy SEALs, they are almost the same.

It is neither difficult nor easy to find a group of people who are good at stealth warfare among four thousand people.

"This..." However, after a little hesitation, Akaman gave such an answer: "Actually, the soldier you always bring with you now, Brody, is one."

"... Ga?"

Brody?

The guy at the front desk?

Ah no, the front desk guy is his position at the Exeter Research Institute. After being brought to Los Angeles, his position is his personal security captain, leading a squad of elites, who are responsible for walking up and down the 115th floor.

In this way, things seem to be settled.

In a huge office building, the most indispensable thing is the room.

In the security room, eleven tough men in black uniforms gathered together, three of whom were in charge of operating computers. When Rio Vantaa took the elevator up and down, they were all monitoring the whole process.

Brody stood firmly in the corner, seemingly unobtrusive, but he was able to capture every corner of the room, including the monitoring screen on the computer. The new visitor was not threatening. From the outside, he was just an ordinary businessman. For this first-time visitor who was invited to the top floor by the boss without an appointment, Brody had ordered someone to give him a threat rating.

"Brudy," at this moment, the communicator suddenly sounded: "Come here."

"Wow, buddy." The colleague standing on the other side smiled and said, "The boss is calling you."

"I know, idiot." Brody chuckled and walked out of the security room quickly.

The main entrance of Umbrella Investment Company, bypassing the front desk smiling at him, and then the quiet but busy clerk's office area, and behind the mahogany in front is the chairman's office.

It's really exactly the same as the emperor's last court. The civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty are always ready outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and Her Majesty the Queen handles the government affairs in the palace and summons all the officials. Brody strode into the house, and saw Alice sitting behind the huge and amazing executive desk from a distance, beckoning to him.

"Boss, you are looking for me."

Alice nodded to him: "I just talked to Akaman on the phone and wanted to find some latent warfare experts. He directly recommended you to me."

Brody bent down modestly: "You have seen my resume, West Point Military Academy has taught related skills, and I have also been trained at the special forces training base in the Amazon rainforest."

Of course Alice knew Brody's resume, but of course she couldn't have read it too carefully. Of course, the younger brother at the front desk was upgraded to the girl's personal bodyguard, and now he is the captain of the royal bodyguard. The basic ability must be passed. She has already understood what Brody said now.

Facing the older boy whose mother's death was written on the reason for his retirement, Alice whistled leisurely.

"Letting you always stay by my side as a bodyguard is actually a shame on your ability. Young man, now we have a chance to save the world. Do you want to devote yourself to the great cause of fighting against aliens?"

Brody stood obediently, and smiled slightly: "That's really great, boss, tell me where the other party is, and I will rush over with the nuclear bomb in my arms."

With a puff, Monica walked in with two cups of coffee: "Chernobyl's radiation index is already strong enough, I think it's more reliable for you to hold an antimatter bomb. Alice, is it called antimatter? "

Alice waved her hands, took the coffee and said, "In short, Brody, the task I entrusted to you is to find out where the Soviet Union has nuclear submarine bases, and try to mark their locations and scales. Of course, there are internal resources and…”

Alice, who spoke in a nonchalant manner, was already used to the two people present. Brody said without blinking, "I'm afraid this matter will be very difficult, and it belongs to the category of impossible task. First of all, I need to infiltrate the Kremlin to obtain basic information, and then I need to conduct targeted investigations on each submarine base. The real infiltration work is only the last step. Boss, although I am happy to work for you, but this kind of obvious... Alien-level mission, you see...?"

Monica only wanted to watch the fun, but she also wanted to know what the hell her boss was up to.

However, I saw Alice laughing hey.

"Don't worry, man, may I really tell you to die?"