"Okay!"
Forbet was moved by Charles' insistence, took a sip of coffee, nodded and said, "Indeed, I have never seen them, so what have you seen from them?"
"Well, I can't explain it clearly in a few words. If you allow it, I want to start from scratch." Charles looked at Forbet sincerely.
"Yes, I'm listening."
Forbet put a candy into the coffee and stirred it slowly with a spoon.
"Ahem."
Charles cleaned his throat and sorted out his thoughts and said: "A group of my subordinates, the B-2 team led by Eugene J. Molo's second-level operator, was looking for the lost A-5 team at the time.
Because the nursing home area is too special, the time has come late at night. After discussions by the team, I decided to find an abandoned residential building to rest for safety reasons.
Afterwards, they conducted a thorough investigation of several nearby buildings. After inspection, they found that two of the three sub-buildings were deliberately set up..."
"Sorry to interrupt, what's going on? Is it the wall collapsed, or something else?" Forbet asked after interrupting Charles.
"No, in the first building, we found several highly decayed bodies, and obviously had been lying there for a long time, and the smell was... that's it, for the same reason, the second building could not live."
Charles wanted to depict the corpse covered with maggots, but in the end he felt too disgusting and gave up. He felt that Forbet should understand what he meant.
"Well, okay, I understand, continue!"
Forbet really understood, no one would be willing to sleep with the rotten corpse.
Charles continued: "Although the windows and doors of the third residential building were almost rotten except for one of the apartments, there were no bodies inside, so my subordinates chose this one.
They checked all the floors in advance, and there was nothing suspicious about it, so…”
"So I thought there was a suitable overnight stay, like a camp specially tailored for them?"
The Counter-Intelligence Chief interrupted Charles again, sneered and said, "It's so interesting. Is your man going out for the first time? Can't they see such a crude trap?"
"Often the team will arrive at dawn, but this time there is a reason. That batch of goods is too important and can only rush over overnight. But on the way, someone fired at them, and they had to find a place to defend and wait for dawn." Charles explained hard.
"Are you talking about the batch of information that the superiors wanted?" Forbet's face finally became serious, obviously he also knew the importance of that batch of goods.
"Yes." Charles nodded.
"So, have the goods been found and brought back?" Forbet asked.
"I'm sorry, I didn't find it. All the A-5 teams responsible for picking up the goods died, and there was no one alive, and the goods disappeared." Charles said with a remorse on his face.
A-5 is the team under Charles's responsibility. His subordinates are not good at doing things, and they are both rich and poor. Being the boss is responsible for joint and several liability.
The accountability is the person in charge of the USEC Takov Special Operations Department. Forbet has no authority to manage it, and even though he is dissatisfied, he doesn't say anything.
He could only smile speechlessly and shook his head, "Let me analyze it for you, a group of unknown guys, found the route of your team, and set up a trap apartment on the way.
Afterwards, they attack on the road, slugging and misleading your squad, thus forcing them to stop for the night.
Since there are too few options for rest and it was already late at that time, your people entered the trap prepared for them.
Right? Am I correcting the order of events?"
After listening to the analysis, Charles realized the big problem and started sweating profusely.
He didn't expect this to be a conspiracy, but he publicly admitted that he was a commanding idiot and was easily fooled by a group of cultists in the midst of applause. You can say goodbye to the promotion.
It is very likely that the black hat of the current acting commander would be taken off.
In order to keep the black hat that I finally wore, Charles carefully considered it for a while before responding and said, "This possibility cannot be ruled out, but..."
"This possibility?"
Forbet interrupted Charles with a wave of his hand, and said in a tit-for-tat way: "Is there any other possibility of such a thing? I'm interested in listening, come on, tell me."
"Forehead……"
Charles had no sensible mouth. When Forbett criticized him, he was immediately blocked and speechless, not knowing what to say.
"Oh~"
Forbet sighed.
As a senior counterintelligence expert, he wanted to stand up and point at Charles' nose and scold him for putting his butt on his head.
As a professional commander at USEC, you can't even see such a simple trap.
But thinking about the current situation of USEC in Takov, everyone wants to kill them. There are endless conspiracies and tricks against USEC, and the living environment is really bad. Not everyone can see through the tricks like him.
Thousands of words turned into a sigh.
No longer discussing this meaningless topic, he changed to a new topic and said: "I will discuss this issue later, continue, what happened next?"
"It wasn't long before the U-2 team fell asleep, and the enemy's attack began. They first blew off the sentry with grenades, and then began to attack the building. The enemy appeared from the basement. Obviously, they were ambushing inside in advance. Eugene led the team to fight hard, but the number of enemies was too large. Soon, most of the team members were injured in the battle." Charles said.
"They are obviously not good at slap and don't sound like ordinary SCAVs." Forbet frowned.
"Yes, sir, they are a group of cultists."
"Cultist?"
Forbet stood up from his chair, apparently knowing what a cult is, urging: "Well, very well, from now on, please tell more details of the battle."
"Yeah, OK."
Charles nodded and began to explain: "More than seven people on both sides died in the gun battle, and four people in the U-2 team were injured in the battle.
The battle was left with Eugene J. Molo, the only one who was not injured at the time.
They were completely trapped and blocked in an apartment on the third floor, and other teams could not support them, and the hope of surviving was slim.
But at the critical moment of life and death, an explosion suddenly came outside the house, followed by dense gunfire, and finally the gunfire stopped.
Someone shouted to Molo outside the house, speaking authentic American English, Molo answered the man, and then he was told that he could leave the room and there were no enemies outside."
Chapter completed!