Pete put away the phone and quickly left the door and rode his bicycle. When he arrived at Helmet, he found that it was not just the Man-Eater Shark Team, but there were many people. At this moment, the headquarters building of Helmet was brightly lit, and the square in front of the door was crowded, and it seemed that more people came to work early in the morning.

What's wrong? While watching these people, Pitt pushed the bicycle to the parking lot. I saw that something was wrong? And it was a big deal? Pitt didn't have time to think about it, and after putting the bicycle down, he quickly came to the hall and passed the security check and then arrived at Room 009 where their team was.

At this time, the room was empty, and Pete turned on the lights in the room and sat at the table. As soon as he sat down, Donovan pushed the door and walked in.

"How is the holiday?" Donovan said after looking at Pitt.

"It's okay. According to your suggestion, I attended many parties. Although it was not a fellow countryman, it was almost the same. I met many new friends." Pete said.

Donovan nodded and walked towards his cabinet, "That's it. This is life. Many people have forgotten how to live like ordinary people after retirement from the army, especially those who have fought like you. That's not good, very bad." Donovan said while sorting out his own things, and after closing the cabinet door, he said, "Do you know a girlfriend?"

"No." Pete shook his head, "I have known a lot of women, but I don't have the kind of girlfriend you mentioned."

"Haha." Donovan smiled and patted Pete on the shoulder, saying, "Then you have to come on. Don't always let your hands help you solve your problems, they are actually very hard."

Of course, Pete understood what Donovan was talking about. In fact, even a man understood this topic. However, Pete didn't want to talk about this anymore. It was impossible to find a woman in his current state. So Pete didn't talk to him and just laughed dryly. Fortunately, the door was opened again and Ellie walked in from outside the door.

She looked at Donovan and Peter with a puzzled look on her face and said, "What's wrong? Why are everyone gathering?"

"No one knows." Donovan shrugged, "No one has come to inform you yet, it won't be a summer camp anyway."

Donovan's speech was finished and the door was opened again. The person who opened the door was the person who sent Pitt's identity card and other things when he arrived here on the first day. After seeing Donovan, the man said, "Big Bird, John called on each team to gather in the conference room No. 1."

"Is it the leader? Where are the others?" Donovan asked, and just as he asked, the radio in the aisle and in the room rang, and John's voice came from the speaker, "I'm sorry to wake you up in the middle of the night, but now ask the captain of each team to report to the conference room No. 1 at 100% awake. The time is three minutes, and the timing will start after the end of the broadcast. Repeat, please ask the captain of each team to report to the conference room No. 1 at 100% awake. The time is three minutes, and the timing will start after the end of the broadcast."

"Hurry up." The man at the door said as he looked at Pete and Ailly after the radio ended, "Please wait for everyone else."

Donovan nodded and quickly followed the man out of the room, and as soon as they left, Evans and Jeff walked into the room.

"What's wrong?" Jeff asked with an unhappy look on his face. "Didn't we agree to have a holiday? We just escaped from death and returned to our warm home."

"Stop talking nonsense." Evans said and sniffed Jeff, "What does this smell? Your home is filled with smoke, wine, and perfume?"

"Don't say that." Jeff looked at Evans with dissatisfaction, "I'm talking about it in a broad sense. Do you understand the country? Not everyone is like you, and they can only smell sweat, gun oil and gunpowder."

"Hmph." Evans ignored him, and at this moment, Morris and Matt walked in from outside the door, and after looking around, he said, "It seems that Chili is the last one."

"Haha." Matt smiled and sat next to Peter and said, "I said I can sleep a little longer, so don't worry that I will be the last one." After saying that, Matt looked at everyone's expressions and said, "Let me guess, you still don't know what happened?"

"Do you know?" Evans glared at Matt impatiently, "If you don't know, don't look like you know."

Matt looked at Evans and shook his head, "It seems that some people are in a bad mood tonight."

Jeff said in full agreement: "I've discovered it long ago."

Evans sighed and said depressedly as he heard the two of them saying this: "I was going to participate in an important shooting competition. Now it's all over, what else can I participate in? I can't go anywhere, but even so, I don't even know why."

"Meet?" Morris suddenly seemed to think of something when he heard Evans say this. He pretended to be very serious and said, "Important competition? Olympics?! Are you going to participate in the Olympics? The one in China?"

Matt and Jeff laughed when they heard Morris look at Evans. "Hahaha. Stop joking. Evans participates in the Olympics? Hahaha. Shooting competition? Others are still aiming at the first shot, and he has finished it. Hahaha."

"No, no, no. That's nothing. Mr. Evans will tell you that no one will stand for you for so long." Jeff shook his finger while smiling. "The most terrifying thing is that he used the gun and bullets he changed himself to bald the target, and you can't even report the target hahaha!"

"If you're going," Morris said with a smile, "You should ask Pete to take you there. That's his hometown to prevent you from getting lost. Hahaha."

Evans looked at the three guys helplessly and stood up and said, "If you tie you three to the target, I promise that even if I blindfolded my eyes, I can shoot you three at a time." After that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

"Hey! Where are you going? You won't be really angry, are you?" Morris said with a smile.

Evans waved his hands and said, "You bastards are angry? I want to live a few more years. I go smoke a cigarette and don't want to sit there and daze."

Just as Evans was about to open the door, Ochoa opened the door and walked in. After watching Evans walk out with a depressed look on his face, Ochoa looked at the others and said, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. The old guy was very depressed because he might have missed the Olympic shooting competition." Morris said seriously, as if this was really the case. Matt on the side also seemed to be very sorry: "What a pity. Evans was going to report to the delegation."

"Olympics? Really?" Ochoa muttered with confusion when he saw Morris was very serious. However, before he could ask again, Matt and Jeff could no longer hold back and laughed again.
Chapter completed!