Chapter 309: Professionals
Arlington County, Virginia, southwest Washington!
Here is one of the most eye-catching buildings in the world: the Pentagon.
Many solutions for Hawksauce that require a table to be lifted are discussed here. To be honest, this is a war machine dressed in a gentleman's cloak.
And at this time, it was in the meeting room of the boss on the top floor.
Generals and lieutenant generals gathered, and even the leader was there. This was the third time they discussed the plan for the non-staff special forces on a large scale. Of course, they gave this a very nice name.
"Thunderbird Plan!"
In North American Indian culture, the thunderbird is a divine beast, and he is sent by the gods to redeem the world and help people escape from suffering.
The name of Eagle Sauce is sometimes quite good, such as "Operation Kalerona Moon", "Operation Eagle Claw", and "Operation Justice". It sounds like Niu B Kras, but the results are all very miserable. For example, Operation Eagle Claw was a 100 commando and special forces such as Delta in 1980. In order to save hostages in Tehran, two planes crashed at a gas station and 8 people died!
The better the name, the worse the consequences.
Maybe…
God thinks that he can't pretend to be more than himself.
"Everyone, everyone!" Lieutenant General Garrett Hyde, who was in charge of the meeting, patted the table gently. His temples were a little white, and his beard was also very sexy. His two small mustaches were hanging on both sides. His voice was very low, but it naturally attracted everyone's eyes. Even several generals sat upright and pulled off their clothes.
This Garrett Hyde is not an ordinary person!
If you can host this meeting, your seniority is still very high in the army. Otherwise, if you change to a young man, who can save the situation?
Garrett pushed his glasses onto the bridge of his nose a few times, and spoke in a more biased dialect accent, "The Fourth Thunderbird Operations Seminar begins, and we will continue to speak for the last meeting."
As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to stand up.
"I think we need to understand how many people we need first!" said a middle-aged man with the rank of lieutenant general, squinted his eyes, looking at the printed documents in his hand, and following the thought, "If there is casualties, what do we need to do? If we are just doing the task of serving as a special forces special forces in the post, I think we can set up a company alone."
Official background!
This made everyone around him lit up his eyes, but some people frowned, not very interested in this plan, and this idea has not been considered, but the entertainment tabloids of this era are very bright. If this kind of selling dog meat with sheep's head is picked out, it will also be a major blow to the reputation of the Pentagon. Instead of wiping the butt behind it, it is better not to participate at the beginning.
Lieutenant General Garrett Hyde looked at the middle-aged man who was speaking and knocked the table slightly with his fist to calm the slightly noisy conference room, "Do you have any other additions to General Herbert?"
"I think our honor should be in our own hands, not for outsiders to defend." After the latter said the last sentence, he nodded to the group of people who supported him, which caused a small amount of discussion, but there were also some people who were opposed, and Herbert's words, outsiders?
Isn’t this the home of everyone?
Is he discriminating against something?
Or is it racist?
So someone spoke about this. He was a black man. There were few people with colored skin-like fighting situations, especially black man, and there were few elites with high education. But you cannot deny that when some of them learned to use their brains, their abilities were equally outstanding.
As the head of the UASAC Command, the black Lieutenant General Elton Faraday, who was a Malian, stood up, frowned, supported the table, and looked directly at the other party, "Alien Herbert? Is General Herbert talking about us in a vague way?"
All special forces in the Hawkshop obey a separate chain of command—usso!
The following is divided into four sub-commands according to the military service - usasoswarsoc (the Coast Guard does not have units of this level. Because of different mission attributes, their special forces will be psu and taclet)
In other words, as the four major guardians of the Kingdom of King Kong, Elton Faraday is in charge of the Green Beret, the 75th Ranger Regiment, the Delta Special Forces/D Team, etc. He is responsible for these big red sticks, which shows his rights. After all, the same military rank also has the level of professional title.
Herbert wanted to explain, but was cut off by Elton Faraday. He waved his hand and was very rude, "I think it's best to outsource some very dangerous and difficult tasks. Of course, as for setting up a PMC company belonging to the military, it's completely unnecessary. I don't want a scandal one day. Isn't the shit in our pants smelly enough now?"
This is too direct!
Do you want to save face when you are sitting?
They opened their mouths and finally closed them tactfully. The Cavalry Regiment suffered heavy losses this time. Half of the casualties were his subordinates. He returned home with a coffin covered with a star-striped flag. His pressure was greater than that of anyone. Even when the front-line commander Garrison came back, he pointed at his head and scolded him. This was also a person who was not easy to mess with.
"Pay attention to the order of the venue."
Lieutenant General Garrett Hyde said, pondering again, "This meeting mainly discusses that we need several overseas contractors and the military's funding budget funding... But the premise of previous discussions remains unchanged, to ensure the quota of the savior company."
the savior!
The Savior, this name is a bit disgusting in North America, but many of them believe in God, perhaps because they want to make their greed that is silent in capital society a little more soothing. They just use the Scriptures to block their shame.
This savior who appeared strongly in front of everyone saved half of the people here in their political career.
"I don't think there is any need for such a meeting, General Garrett Hyde." The black Elton Faraday spread his hands, "We should ask the professionals, Mr. Nicholas has been invited to America, and we can hear his point of view. He knows better what PMC is than we are doing!"
"But he is a businessman, you want capital to operate..." Someone asked in dissatisfaction, but before he finished speaking, he got stuck. He stopped talking. Everyone looked at him with a look of a fool, which scared him so much that he shrank his head and hid in the corner.
It seems that the lines behind the Hawk Sauce puppet do connect hundreds of capitalists and consortiums.
Each of them also has more or less financial backers behind them.
You can't say this nonsense.
"A group of outsiders are rejecting the experts' suggestions? This is the ridiculous thing!" Elton Faraday said in a slight slight manner, looking directly at the opposition group opposite, baring his teeth, and the flesh on his face was trembling.
Herbert cleverly shut up and said nothing.
He can't beat the other party.
It's not that I've never been beaten.
...
Chapter completed!