Seeing that John had figured it out, Eric smiled bitterly and nodded, "Now maybe the Russians are short of a reason. Not only can they not attack on their own initiative, but they also have to guard against the Russians who deliberately seek trouble. That's why I have to stare in front. If there is a fire exchange, as I said just now, the Georgians have to make up their minds to deal with them in one fell swoop."

Eric's words made John frown, "Since you reminded them, even if the Russians really want to go south, the Georgian army should be ready to deal with it, right? They can't have no ideas, right? And what is your idea? I just want to know your ideas and arrangements now. Can you tell me?"

"Yes, of course. Our idea is that if the Russians go south, first of all, the Russians should go south as late as possible. Even don't go south. It's unlikely that when they really go south and there is a fierce war, the Georgians have to delay time as much as possible. Then our government will want to intervene and mediate. After all, although South Ossetia is autonomous and they do not obey the management of the Georgian government, it is not even more ruling, but in terms of law it still belongs to Georgia, so if you arrive at the negotiating table, it will definitely be fine. So as long as you can delay and have the opportunity to reason and negotiate, then the things will be easier to do." Eric looked at John and said, "You don't have to worry too much about your people. No matter how the situation changes, if the Russians go south, we will evacuate immediately. There will be no problem with this."

Dean Eric's last sentence made John feel relieved. He smiled bitterly and said, "Well. Who else do you need to go out?"

"Yes." Eric turned around and shouted to the small building. After a man poked his head out and said a few words, he continued to say to John: "We still have some people in the west, near Abkhazia. There are currently unstable places, and there are also some journalists who need protection."

"Reporter? Is it really a reporter?" John asked with disbelief.

Eric shrugged without answering directly, but said, "You have to prepare for the publicity and possible war of words later."

"Okay." John nodded helplessly and said, "You have the final say here. The staff this time should be enough. How many people need to be sent?"

"Ten people? About ten people." Eric said, "Everyone has the same task, and they are not going to fight. By the way, people must be kept here, specifically responsible for the safety of the personnel here and the security of the evacuation. This is the responsibility of another colleague of mine." After saying that, he turned around and shouted another person from the building.

John didn't say anything else but immediately waved to the rest of the people and signaled that the remaining two teams would pass by.

As John continued to assign tasks to others, Pitt and others each got their equipment. Evans looked at the ak-74 rifle in his hand and said, "I haven't used Russian weapons for a long time. But this looks good, at least better than I thought."

Matt, who was standing beside Evans, looked at Evans and said, "You said it seems like you know Russians very well."

"There is no need to know the Russians." Jeff said, "There are many people in the world who use this weapon, and everyone should know this."

Pi Te nodded, and he put the communicator on his face and said, "Mr. Evans said it is really good. The ones we use now are at least much better than those in the hands of Arabs or Afghans. Some of them are not as good as the original Russians."

"Haha. Just don't meet Russians. Nothing else matters." Ochoa said, looking at John's place, "When will we call us home? It's almost a day."

When Peter heard Ochoa say this, he followed John and saw that there was another person next to John and Eric. John was introducing the man to the captain of the other two teams. After the five people said a few words together, Eric pushed the crowd away and walked towards the Man-Eater Shark Squad.

"Everyone, are you ready?" Eric said, quickly glanced at everyone and said, "It wasn't my intentional urging you, it was really time-consuming."

Donovan said to Eric, "Wait a minute." After saying that, he looked at Joseph on the side and said, "Can we take these remaining ammunition away?"

Joseph looked at the boxes on the ground and nodded, "If you want to move, move them. Weapons and supplies are sufficient, and there will be a large number of them to be shipped in the future."

Hearing him say this, Donovan immediately looked at the others and said, "Hippo, master. You will be responsible for moving this box of equipment away later and bringing a few more guns."

"Take a few more guns?" Matt looked at Donovan in confusion and said, "What's the use of carrying so many guns?"

"Maybe it's useless. But when the gun in your hand gets stuck or breaks, it's useful. I don't know what these weapons are like, so be prepared." Donovan looked at Eric after saying that, "Are you the only one with you?"

Eric looked back and said, "There is also a colleague of mine, who is my assistant. He will come in a while." After saying that, he glanced at everyone and said, "Have you served in the Middle East?"

"Yes." Donovan nodded and pointed at Pitt and Jeff, "They are both. They have been in the Middle East. Is there any problem?"

"No, no, no," Eric waved his hand and said, "No. It's just that you brought a few more guns to remind me of the quality of the guns of this style in that place. The Russian products used by Arabs are indeed not very good, including bullets. But these are all from Romanian, so there should be no problem."

"It's better to be careful." Donovan said, looking at the car parked beside him, "Which car do we use?"

"That minibus." Eric took out the key, "You can send the things up first. I will drive the car later." After that, he handed the key to Donovan, turned to Xiaolou and shouted loudly: "Steve! Are you okay?"

Donovan handed the key to Evans. Evans brought Pete and Jeff to the minibus, and after opening the car door, he put all the ammunition and excess guns in the car. At the same time, a man got off in the small building again. The man looked to be in his twenties, and ran over quickly with a bag and a satellite phone.
Chapter completed!