My own war game

Chapter 439 Internal Response
"Attention, someone is coming." Yulia on the side gave a warning, and the other agents made preparations to deal with emergencies.

"Is it Celia?"

"It shouldn't be. The agreed time hasn't come yet."

As soon as the voice in the house fell, footsteps came outside. Someone was talking to the guard in Spanish. Through Yulia's small mirror, people saw the dark-skinned young sailor negotiating with the guard at the door.

A few bottles of wine were stuffed over, and the guy at the door gave some instructions and then let the young sailor in.

With a click, a small locked hole in the door was opened, and a long piece of bread and some tropical fruits were stuffed in. The sailor outside the door began to talk to himself.

As the other person continued to speak, smiles appeared on the faces of those in the room who knew Spanish.

"What did he say? Why is everyone laughing?" Monroe was a little confused.

"He said he likes your movies and is your fan, and he is expressing his love for you." He Chi said softly.

An expression of disbelief appeared on Monroe's face, and then she covered her mouth with her hands, her beautiful big eyes filled with excitement.

She never imagined that after she had not performed for a year due to her declining form and the whole of America began to discuss that she was no longer a qualified actor, she would still have her own fans in Cuba, a "forbidden land of civilization".

The other party talked to himself for about 5 minutes, and then a magazine with Monroe as a model was stuffed in.

"He hopes you can give him an autograph." He Chi translated.

"Um, ok, I need..." Monroe stood up in a panic in front of the fans, just like when she first debuted. She fumbled around her body but couldn't find a pen for a while. Finally, she dug out a lipstick that had not been confiscated.

The American woman's face was close to the magazine, leaving a sexy lip print on it.

The magazine was stuffed back, and the young man at the door's tone became surprised and he talked more.

But just when he was halfway through his speech, the young man stopped abruptly.

Plop! There was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground, followed by the sound of the door lock being twisted.

The door opened, and Celia, armed with weapons, led a few people in.

"We are here as agreed. It's up to you from now on." The female lieutenant colonel threw the submachine gun in her hand over.

"Everything is ready." He Chi handed the submachine gun to the others, and the agents in the room prepared to head into the night.

Celia looked around, at the fallen soldiers everywhere, waved her hand, and made a motion of a blade cutting across a neck.

"Don't kill him!" A sudden voice sounded, and Monroe ran out, bent down and picked up a dark-skinned young man who was unconscious on the road.

"No, don't kill him! Please, I beg you!" Monroe's eyes were filled with anxiety and fear, and she looked at He Chi and the female officer in a pleading tone.

"What do you mean?" The woman frowned, but still looked at He Chi beside her.

"Drag him in and tie him up. Everything should be over after tonight." Looking at Monroe on the side, He Chi finally gave an order that was not the safest.
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In the darkness of night, a group of people quickly crossed the city and met at a farm.

An unexpected person appeared in front of the agents. Alina, a ten-year-old girl, was also in the crowd.

"What does this mean?" He Chi looked at the little girl who was still silent in the corner.

"Not everyone left in the guerrillas trusts each other. Many of them will only truly cooperate with us after meeting her." The female officer's explanation was brief and straightforward.

"Don't you just want to take her away?"

"But beyond that, we also want to establish a true regime for the Cuban people," Celia said, raising her weapon.

"You want to use the influence of Castro's orphans to fight against the current Cuban government?" He Chi looked solemn.

"Yes, and this is also the responsibility she must bear." The woman patted the little girl's seemingly still tender shoulder.

He Chi looked at the woman's serious expression and finally nodded, "After tonight, we have nothing to do with each other." "I have no objection." The woman agreed readily.

He Chi then assigned tasks to the Red Mercury agents. "Yulia, take a few people with me. The Cuban guerrillas will contact an insider to open a gap in the missile base's guards. We will go in and collect information. Try not to open fire."

"Jima, take Tanya to the communications center and try to paralyze the other party's internal communications. This shouldn't be too difficult. Monroe will be with you."

"The evacuation point was arranged in advance. If there is an emergency, send a signal flare to communicate."

Under the moonlight, the two teams headed in different directions.

Compared to the sailors they had seen before, Celia's men were obviously more professional, and they were able to quickly cross the suburbs of Havana even with a little girl in tow.

In front of a sugarcane forest, another group of people who had been waiting there met Celia.

"That's her, Mr. Castro's daughter." The woman brought the little girl to the front of the line.

"It looks different from what I remember." The other party asked with some concern.

"Of course, the last time she was seen in Cuba was three years ago."

"Wait a minute, let her get closer. I have a photo here, I need to confirm it carefully."

The little girl subconsciously raised her foot and walked away.

"Wait a minute!" A voice came from the back row, and He Chi put his hand on the little girl's shoulder and pulled her to his side.

"He, what do you mean?" Celia turned and questioned the Oriental man who was traveling with her.

"Sir, can you explain to me what those thirty-odd people hiding in the sugarcane forest mean?" The Oriental man held the little girl in his arms and pointed the silver pistol in his hand at the officer in front of him.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a precautionary measure." The officer explained, spreading his hands.

"Really? And the dozen or so bodies that were dragged into the woods?"

? ? ! ! ! !
Discovered!!!

Do it! !
As soon as the officer shouted this, a flash of blood burst out from between his eyebrows.

BANG!!! Puff puff puff!!! Puff puff puff!!!
The gunfight broke out almost in an instant, and the gunmen on both sides began to exchange fire instantly.

With a gunshot, the lantern that had just been lit was smashed to pieces, and He Chi pulled the woman in front of him over.

Yulia ordered the agents around her to carry the girl behind them and move quickly with He Chi.

The sound of dense submachine gun fire rang out in the darkness, and the first few guerrillas were knocked to the ground in an instant.

The scene became chaotic. Because He Chi discovered it earlier, Red Mercury's men successfully broke out before the encirclement was formed.

In a temporary cave.

Boom! ! !
A rifle was smashed to the ground in a venting manner, making a dull sound. Celia, with a scratched hand and a disheveled face, angrily faced the gun pointed at her, "I didn't arrange the shooter, I didn't tell anyone!"

He Chi raised his hand and pressed the weapons of the others, signaling them to stay calm. "I believe you. What happened today was not arranged by you, but there is indeed an enemy spy among us."

"Impossible! My men are all dead." Celia said angrily. All his followers were wiped out in the battle just now.

"No, there are other people on your side. She sold your information without reservation." He Chi said, took out the revolver in his hand and slowly walked over.

The next second, the silver revolver was pointed at the little girl in front of him.

"Am I right? Alina Revuelta, or is it more appropriate to call you the Saint?"

(End of this chapter)