"Is the news reliable?" Bono asked, expressionless.

"Reliable, that man is their reception in the city." The Colonel replied decisively.

The armory that the enemy wants to blow up contains a large number of weapons, ammunition, as well as backup cars and tanks, which is very important for the Italian army.

Because the matter was too important, he went to confirm it in person. After learning from the traitor's mouth about the other party's plan, detailed time and goal, he thought that the authenticity was very high.

Moreover, it is said that the leader of the team was an important person. The captain decided to keep the news in his heart until he saw anyone.

"Let them in... If you run one, you can get out of here." Bono's eyes are like eagles, full of grim said.

"Yes." The Colonel saluted and turned away.

Bono is the only one in the quiet office. He closes his eyes and leans on the back of his chair. He clenches his fist when he thinks about his future.

At the end of the campaign, he was "retired". Whether he would retire from the army or be completely destroyed is still unknown.

Bono badly needed an opportunity to change his fate, but where it was, he saw no hope at all.

At 2 o'clock in the night, the city suffered from war was so quiet and terrible that even the calls of insects, birds and birds disappeared.

Except for the occasional patrol in the street, no one was seen.

In the dark, a team of 50 people is quietly moving towards the southeast of the city. It was originally the "arsenal" of a noble residence.

Their movements were swift and silent, and they soon arrived outside the noble's residence.

Looking at the brightly lit manor, the soldiers patrolling back and forth on the lawn in front of them looked at each other and nodded forcefully and rushed out of the darkness.

"Enemy attack..." screamed through the night, the fire tongue in the dark took away one by one life, and soon all the patrol soldiers on the grass were killed.

"Hurry up." With an order, the team quickly reached for the gate.

Two Egyptians were leaning against the wall, and a dozen Egyptians stood in front of the door, saying they were ready. They nodded and suddenly opened the door.

Without warning, the only mission for the Egyptian army is to kill all the Italians who appear in front of them and drive out the invaders.

But at the moment when the door opened, despair appeared in front of everyone.

With sandbags to build a half man high sandcastle, with dark muzzle on it, four heavy machine guns are facing the gate, and the eyes of the soldiers holding the trigger exude brutality.

"Fire." With an order, the severed limbs were all over the place. There was a blood rain in front of the gate, and the soldiers who were shot and fell to the ground, but were not immediately dead, issued a shrill wail.

"Retreat, it's a trap." Seeing this scene, a white man's face changed greatly and wanted to withdraw from the line.

Hum, click, hum

The sound of track rolling on the road, lights were lit up in the surrounding rooms, and thousands of soldiers surrounded it. In order to ensure that everything was safe, even tanks were sent out.

"Break through." Seeing such a scene, the white man did not despair, and immediately organized the remaining ten people around him to lead them to break through the encirclement.

Bang.

When a gun rang, the white man covered his shoulder and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

"Drillmaster, you've done enough. This is our war." The person in charge of guiding them said with a sarcastic smile.

Others were stunned by the scene. One suddenly yelled "gambat." he turned the gun to kill the traitor, but he was shot through the chest.

Ignoring his partner who fell on the ground and vomited blood, the white man looked at gambat with a bright smile: "ha ha, I said you are the best of these people. Gambat, you didn't let me down."

Looking at the formation of the encirclement gradually approaching the Italian army, the white man suddenly reached for a hand grenade in his waist.

"Don't worry, what are you going to do?" Gambat looked at him nervously, but at the thought of the Colonel's command to capture him, he had no choice but to aim the muzzle at his opponent's calf.

Bang.

With a shot on the white man's calf bone, gambat breathed a sigh of relief. He just relaxed and found that the instructor in front of him did not fall down.

"Gambat, go to hell with me!" With a wild roar, the white man with two bullets in his body leans forward and pours like a cheetah to gambat a few meters away.

At the moment, he didn't seem to feel the pain on his legs. He pushed the blood splashing around, but his face was full of ferocity. He ran into his arms and fell back.

"No..."

boom!

Two bodies appeared on the ground, and the steel balls burst out and penetrated the hearts of other Egyptians.

When the commander in charge of the rear arrived, there was only a pile of corpses left at the scene, and the whole face was blown up by steel balls, just like "anonymous" in meat sauce

"FK..." looked at the other side's face, which seemed to be gnawed by wild animals. He couldn't see the original appearance. The Colonel's chest was undulating, and he was dressed in rude anger and scolded.On the following day, reports about western countries, which were ostentatious, chanted "pacifism" while secretly supporting the war between the Egyptian and Italian armies and intended to bring down Italy appeared in their own territory and soon spread to other countries.

Mussolini was even more furious in communicating with Britain and France. As for whether he had sent a cordial greeting to each other's family and women, it is not known to the outside world.

…………

In North America, Li Zitao, who was on an inspection tour of Dezhou oil field, casually put the newspaper to his hand and said with a smile, "where did you say just now? Let's continue."

This large oil field located in the Midland basin was named Schlumberger petroleum after Li Zitao's efforts.

Schlumberger deserves such an honor, fame and fortune, and will make them work for themselves.

Schlumberger's position in oil services has grown ever since he learned of the difficulties in Midland basin exploitation, and calls have been made to him.

At Mobil's shareholders' meeting, some people also mentioned the importance of Schlumberger and there were frequent contacts with them in private.

If not, Mobil would not easily give this easy to the Schlumberger brothers.

Schlumberger oil has been officially put into production, and the oil supply pipeline in the South will be set up. With the channel of mobile, the oil supply of five states will be radiated in the future.

The state of Arizona, where CA standards are entering, is also the goal of Mobil.

This year's sales of mobile are 13% lower than that of last year. Although it's a pity, it's actually 33% higher than that of last year.

It's just that the sales volume in 34 years is so amazing that mobile has developed a big appetite.

However, I believe that no one is willing to do it for a second time. Mobil, the European market, is also looking forward to it.

When Mobil completely digests the Japanese and Far East markets and Schlumberger oil is on track, it is the time for them to enter the European market.

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