When Mu Yang heard Luka say that he seemed to have heard some information, he bounced up from the ground and walked to the monitor: "Turn the screen over and monitor that area."

This is an office, not luxurious, but compared to other militarized units of the mercenary base, it is the best place.

A middle-aged white man appeared in the picture, with his hair very distinctive pure white, and he was talking on the phone with a cigar in his mouth.

"Who is this?" Mu Yang asked.

"Andrew Sarris, the leader of the Sweden Mercenary Corps." Luca said.

The seat was half lying, Andrew Sarris's combat boots were placed on the table in front, holding the microphone in one hand, talking on the phone.

"The guns and clothes are ready. Please rest assured General Campbell. Although he has many protections, their protection is a group of garbage. In front of us, there are paper people. As long as we operate well and act quickly, I am sure to win in one fell swoop." Andrew Sarris said, and a cigar was sprayed out of his mouth.

"Andrew, you'd better not be careless, it's a country after all." said across the phone.

"Hahahaha, a country with only 3,000 troops, if necessary, I have confidence that our Sweden mercenary group can flatten their troops." Andrew Sarris said with a smile.

"What we want is not a fragmented country, but a complete puppet country that can be controlled in our hands. Andrew, act according to our original plan. I am here to tell you this time that the action will officially start on October 21st. At that time, you will enter the port by cargo ship, and then wait for orders and act with the country. Your task is to capture the president. If it really doesn't work, kill him." The person on the phone said.

"It's absolutely fine, by the way, General Campbell, should we be called for the reward for this operation?" asked Andrew Sarris.

"I will call you 7.5 million US dollars, a lot of money. The government will not owe you this little money." said the other end of the phone.

"That's good, I'm waiting for good news."

The phone was hung up, Andrew Saris did not get up, throwing the microphone out, and the microphone landed on the phone very accurately, which was quite easy to play with.

"These damn guys probably used less than a few million yuan in bribes, but we only worked for millions. The mercenaries are so hard to live." Andrew Saris murmured to himself with his eyes closed.

His feet were pedaling on the table, and the chair was shaking, which was so comfortable.

"It seems that your intelligence analysis is correct, it is really the Sweden Mercenary Group. There are indeed Americans behind it. Those Americans are really fanning the flames. Looking at the recent international situation, Turkey, and then Myanmar, and now they are targeting Djibouti, they are really idle."

"Have you recorded the call just now?" Mu Yang left his eyes away from the monitor screen and asked Luka.

"Yes, it's recorded." Luca said.

Is it going on October 21st? It is October 3rd, and there are nearly 20 days left, so we have plenty of time.

What should we do now? We will directly eliminate the Sweden mercenary group at the foot of the mountain and eliminate the incident invisibly. Mu Yang shook his head and fell into deep thought. Luca sat aside without disturbing him, just waiting quietly.

After a while, Mu Yang showed a smile on his face.

Maybe this time it is an opportunity. Since I learned the news in advance, why don’t I make good use of it?

Perhaps, it can give Americans a heavy blow and make them suffer a big loss.

"Luca, do you know who this General Campbell is?" Mu Yang woke up from contemplation and asked Luca.

Luka paused for a moment, searched quickly in his mind. He stored a lot of information in the real world, which could be used as a video game.

"There are three generals in the United States named Campbell, namely John Campbell, Sheryl Campbell and David Campbell."

"John Campbell, former commander of NATO International Security Assistance Force, US Samsung Lieutenant General John Campbell Sheryl Campbell, a female major general, is David Campbell, deputy director of the U.S. Air Force Academy in Springs, Colorado, deputy chief of staff and brigade general." Luca introduced the three people in great detail.

"It's definitely not Sheryl Campbell, because the person who just called was obviously a man. The most suspected of it now is John Campbell and David Campbell, Luca, who do you think it should be?" Mu Yang said.

"If other factors are excluded, John Campbell's probability is 71.6%, and David Campbell's probability is 28.4%. "Luca gave a very detailed analysis data.

Indeed, David Campbell is much less likely. After all, they are involved in different contents. He belongs to the Navy, a deputy chief of staff, and is really unlikely to participate in a coup.

"Luca, now we are taking action separately. Your task is to get into the mercenary group and keep abreast of their dynamics at any time. It is best to participate in the coup operation personnel. I am going to go to the United States and meet this Lieutenant General John Campbell for a while." Mu Yang said, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Are you going to catch him and question him?" Luca asked curiously.

Mu Yang shook his head, "That's the stupidest way. Now is the era of high-tech. We must make full use of our advantageous resources. What do you think of Luca?"

"I am worried about the privacy of this General John Campbell," Luca said.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect Luka, you would also tell jokes. It's really good. You're learning better and better. Even I can't tell whether you are a robot or a human." Mu Yang said with a smile.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Mu Yang left the hilly and left Luka here alone. As for how Luka would sneak into the Sweden Mercenary Corps, that was not something Mu Yang needed to consider. Luka would have his own way.

That night, Mu Yang bought a flight ticket from Maputo to San Francisco, USA, and then transferred to San Francisco and flew directly to Washington.

It is already October, and the weather in the United States is already a bit cool. Mu Yang is wearing a shirt and a suit jacket in his hand. He walks casually on Franklin Street. The maple leaves on both sides are still green, but the treetops are already a little light red.

"Is the street named after the US dollar?" Mu Yang thought maliciously.
Chapter completed!