This conversation was quite pleasant with Shafitt's sudden arrival. There should be no need to worry about what kind of stumbling block Gaddafi would use to deal with the lurkers. Zhao Ziyang had always been worried about what Gaddafi would do regarding the Gambia issue.

Action, after all, they are relying on others, and Gambia is the focus of their lurkers. If Gaddafi gets in the way, they will lose both Libya and Gambia. Gaddafi is not that kind of villain, but he is definitely

They will tie up lurkers for Libya and force them to obtain weapons of mass destruction for themselves.

Gaddafi is good at things, but is definitely more vicious than the US government when he is not. He has hosted a large number of terrorists in the country, including the most famous Al Qaeda, the Sri Lanka Tigers of Sri Lanka, etc. These leaders

He is Gaddafi's friend, and he doesn't think anything about his friends at all.

"Huh? Zhao Ziyang, you're back, why aren't you dead yet?" A lively and clear voice came, pulling Zhao Ziyang back from his thoughts.

The one who spoke freely was the little wild cat who was gnawing on a bunch of grapes. At this time, she was staring at Zhao Ziyang with round eyes, as if she had seen something particularly strange.

"What good will it do you if I die?" Zhao Ziyang said angrily to the little wild cat, but there was a feeling of warmth in his heart.

The Little Doll Cat uses Mandarin, and he also uses Mandarin.

"Hehe, of course there is no benefit." The little wild cat grinned, held up the grapes and said to please: "If you are going to die, you can't make money to buy me fruit. You have to live well."

"But I have to kill people while I'm alive." Zhao Ziyang smiled and shook his head.

"Yeah, I've figured it out, why haven't you figured it out yet?" The little wild cat said loudly with a surprised look on his face: "If you don't kill someone, you will be killed by others. Don't you know this truth?"

After hearing this, Zhao Ziyang shook his head and stopped talking to the little wild cat. He didn't know whether the lively appearance of the Tianzhen was pretended by the other party or was due to nature. But for such a long time, although the little wild cat was messing around in the lurker,

Drinking, but not doing anything detrimental to the lurker.

Until now, Zhao Ziyang still can't figure out who the little wild cat is and what he wants to do when he comes to the Lurker.

"I don't have time to talk to you, where is Angel?" Zhao Ziyang asked the little wild cat.

"I'm embroidering." The little wild cat followed Zhao Ziyang and walked towards the temporary station.

"Embroidery?" Zhao Ziyang was stunned.

"Hey, I taught you cross stitch!" the little wild cat said proudly.

"..." Zhao Ziyang was speechless and strode towards the temporary station.

This temporary garrison is located on the outskirts of Tripoli. The garrison is an abandoned military camp, which can be used as a temporary garrison for lurkers.

After returning to Libya, Zhao Ziyang didn't have time to return to the station, so he naturally didn't see Angel. It was impossible for him not to be angry about Angel's shot, but so many days had passed, and the Linghu incident always made him feel...

I feel ashamed of Angel, so my anger has long since dissipated, but I can't wait to see Angel.

Pushing open the door of Angel's room, Zhao Ziyang saw Angel sitting there and concentrating on doing cross stitch.

Angel didn't look back when she heard the door open, and was still embroidering with the thread seriously. Her hands were very clumsy, but she was extremely serious.

The little wild cat wanted to call Angel, but Zhao Ziyang stopped him. The two of them waited quietly for Angel to finish the work in hand.

Angel is from Germany. She is so strict with herself at work that she is almost rigid. She must make a series of plans before starting each task, and then implement it according to the plan. No one is allowed to interrupt her.

The cross-stitch was a pair of Chinese knots, which were mostly completed. The white base fabric was stained with a few spots of blood, which came from the tip of the needle pricking Angel's finger, which made Zhao Ziyang feel a little distressed.

The little wild cat looked at Zhao Ziyang, then at An Qier, stuck out his tongue and ran out to play with others, leaving these two people here alone.

After waiting for about forty minutes, Angel finally completed the planned work. She breathed a sigh of relief and put the cross stitch on the table, then turned to look at Zhao Ziyang.

The moment she saw Zhao Ziyang, Angel was stunned for a moment, but she quickly adjusted her mood and said coldly: "You're back?"

"Back." Zhao Ziyang nodded.

"Close the door."

Zhao Ziyang closed the door as instructed and looked at Angel's beautiful face quietly.

Angel didn't say anything. She put away the cross stitch and sat there looking out the window, wondering what she was thinking.

The two of them fell into silence. No one knew what to say. Maybe they were both guilty of each other.

After a long silence, An Qier stood up and walked towards Zhao Ziyang, looked at Zhao Ziyang's slightly dark cheeks with a pair of sapphire eyes, stretched out her right hand and touched it gently.

Zhao Ziyang did not refuse, he enjoyed Angel's touch.

An Qier pressed her cheek towards Zhao Ziyang and pressed her cold lips against Zhao Ziyang's lips.

"Yang, let's make love." A cold voice mixed with heat came from Angel's mouth. She put her arms around Zhao Ziyang's neck and pressed her body tightly against it.

Zhao Ziyang, who was hugged by Angel's elastic body, took a long breath in his heart, put his arms around Angel's waist, blocked Angel's lips with his lips, and kissed her deeply.

With this kiss, the coldness on Angel's face disappeared, and her body temperature began to rise rapidly, completely melting away.

"Yang, let's make love, shall we?" An Qier looked pleading. She didn't feel that Zhao Ziyang didn't do anything extra except kissing, so she asked again.

"I……"

"Shh..." An Qier blocked Zhao Ziyang's mouth with a finger, and a shockingly beautiful smile bloomed on her face.

It's just that all Zhao Ziyang's thoughts are about Linghu now. He feels that he really can't do anything with An Qier, and his heart is full of guilt for An Qier.

This guilt is a kind of loyalty and a kind of emotional chastity.

After that day with Linghu, Zhao Ziyang's emotional world fell into an unspeakable tangle. He liked Angel, but something happened to Linghu. The most important thing was that Linghu was still a virgin. He inherited the traditional Chinese sense of responsibility and felt that he should

He is responsible for Linghu, but Linghu refuses his responsibility, and the person in his heart is always Angel.

With a "bang", the door was kicked open, and the spirit fox with a syringe in his hand rushed in, solving Zhao Ziyang's difficulties at this time.

"Special Forces, stretch out your arm!" Linghu shouted loudly, pulled Zhao Ziyang's arm over, and inserted the syringe into the blood vessel of his arm without hesitation.

A tube of blood was filled up by Linghu in an instant. She nodded with satisfaction and smiled, sticking out her tongue at Zhao Ziyang and An Qier and saying: "I'm sorry, I'm a little impatient. Keep going, keep going, hehe..."

After saying that, the spirit fox ran back to serve his little white mouse.

But after all this trouble, Angel lost her mood.

"I'm going to find Seth." Zhao Ziyang found a reason and walked out. He didn't want to stay any longer.

Looking at Zhao Ziyang walking out, Angel's face rose with anger. But she didn't know who to vent her anger on. She strode outside, jumped on the jeep and walked out of the station.

"Eh? Sister Angel, where are you going?" The carefree little wild cat saw Angel and ran over with a loud cry.

"Go out and fight!" Angel said angrily.

"Fight?!" The little wild cat's eyes lit up. The grapes in her hand were thrown behind her buttocks. She jumped on the car and said excitedly: "Come on, come on, I'm bored to death here every day!"

With a "boom" sound, Angel stepped on the accelerator, and the jeep rushed out of the station and drove towards the city of Tripoli.

This scene was seen by Zhao Ziyang, who could only shake his head, called Omo to follow, and walked into Seth's room.

There was a burst of strong rock music coming from Seth's house. I wonder what this kid was doing inside.

When he opened the door, Zhao Ziyang smelled the smell of burning electrical appliances. Seven or eight scrapped computers were scattered around the room. Seth was excitedly typing on the keyboard in front of a computer with steel fingers.

"Ho ho!" Seth screamed strangely, with a look in his eyes that only a madman could have.

"Damn, has this guy taken his medicine?" Zhao Ziyang cursed Seth to himself, avoiding the computer on the ground and walking towards Seth.

Long English letters flashed on the computer screen, and a series of symbols quickly crossed from small to top.

"Ouch... Special Forces! Special Forces! Did you see it? Did you see it? I am cleaning the hard drive of the American Space Station. Hahaha, it's so cool. Seth is so great. Seth is a genius. Genius will always belong to Seth.

Pronoun, hahaha..."

This is Seth's game, and he often enjoys it.

"Pah pah pah...puff..."

When Seth was extremely excited, the computer host flashed with sparks and made a burning sound. The computer was overloaded and the motherboard exploded in protest.

The computer turned to blue, and the heavy metal rock stopped.

"Asshole!" Seth cursed angrily, reaching out and hitting the monitor.

There was a crackling sound, and the monitor was smashed into pieces by Seth's steel hands, following in the footsteps of the previous computers.

"Seth, do you play like this?" Zhao Ziyang pointed at the broken computers on the ground and said, he couldn't understand the behavior of the madman.

"You know nothing!" Seth got angry at Zhao Ziyang and cursed loudly: "You idiot, you know how to fight and kill people all day long. Do you know the meaning of computers? Can you understand that a computer is his life?

How do people feel at this time? No, you can feel it, it's like you are having sex with a girl in a dream, and when you are about to penetrate, you are suddenly woken up by the alarm... Oh my God, this should be

What a tragedy, God, what did I do wrong?"

With a "pop" sound, Zhao Ziyang lifted Seth up from the computer desk with one hand, still on the sofa, and kicked him hard.

"Asshole, I don't care if you penetrated him or not, I just want to know what you have done recently?" Zhao Ziyang stepped on Seth's chest, not giving him any good looks.

Seth, who had a big foot on his chest, looked unconvinced and shouted at Zhao Ziyang: "Damn special forces, you asked me what I did? What do you think I can do without military satellites? Continue to cut into the US military satellites

?Idiot, it takes half an hour or more to cut in every time, and you can only stay for five minutes after cutting in!"

What Seth said is true. Simply invading other countries' military satellites is not an issue.

"Damn it, then buy a military satellite!" Zhao Ziyang took off Seth's feet and said to him: "Stop talking nonsense, how much money do you need to find Angel? I don't care what method you use, no matter how much you spend.

You have to get the military satellites done for me!"

It is too important to have their own military satellites, which will allow them to take the initiative in future confrontations with various forces. Even if they do not have the initiative, they must be on an equal footing with the opponent, otherwise they will only become cannon fodder in modern high-tech wars.

"I know there is a company that sells military satellites. Are you willing to pay any amount of money?" Seth perked up and blurted out.

"That's right!"
To be continued...