Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Although Sofia was born into a Brazilian political family, due to the unique chaos of Brazilian politics, she was actually raised by her parents in her grandfather's house in the countryside. Therefore, she was not a rich lady in the traditional sense.

When she was a teenager, she often wandered around the dilapidated streets with the boys and girls from the slum next door. She had encountered guns early on, so she had the confidence to avenge her good friends with Ron.

However, when she actually started to take revenge, she realized that the way of revenge was far different from the way she had remembered.

To put it simply, in Brazil, when people take revenge, they can only bring an assault rifle. To exaggerate, just bring a few grenades. But when it comes to Ron, they actually use drones as bombs? !

That's not all, he actually fired a multiple rocket launcher!

It's not a rocket launcher, it's a multiple rocket launcher! In an international metropolis like Los Angeles, is it really a good idea to use multiple rocket launchers?

Sofia felt like she was running wildly on the road of complaining. Ron's appearance reminded her of the legendary Brazilian V-shaped guerrillas, those guys wearing strange smiling masks.

It's just that those guys used Kasan rockets modified from steel pipes, while Ron used 107 rocket launchers, which was the name Ron just told her.

"What are you thinking about?" Ron pushed Sophia to wake her up from her thoughts: "Why don't you fly the second drone quickly? Do you want them to run away from the back door?"

"Ah? I'll take off now." Sophia selected the second drone, quickly took off, and flew over the roof towards the back door of the tavern, while Ron picked up a drone from the back seat of the pickup truck and used a drum to feed ammunition. AA-12 shotgun, put on night vision goggles and walked towards the door.

From the perspective of the night vision device, there is still some residual heat floating around the door of the tavern due to the explosion just now, but it can be clearly seen that their thermal images are slowly changing together with the stumps on the ground. shallow.

In addition, there were three people in the tavern, lying together behind the long bar table. Ron couldn't help but smile, because on one of them, a red dot representing heat was spreading from the crotch. , if Ron's prediction was correct, this person should be scared to death.

"What should we do now, boss? The firepower outside is so fierce, Danny and the others have all been killed." The only remaining subordinate beside the big black man said in panic.

"What else can we do? God knows how many people are outside. Let's go through the back door and go quickly."

The big black man pushed his subordinate hard on the back. He was cautious and did not go first. Facts have proved that his decision was extremely correct.

The men just ran to open the back door. Outside, the drone controlled by Sophia had been waiting for a long time.

"BOOM!" The airflow from the explosion blew back the parts of his men that had been blown to pieces, and even some of them hung on the two of them.

"Ah! Ah..." Jack next to the big black man yelled loudly, because just now, a bloody internal organ of an unknown object was rushed to him by the shock wave, and it was hanging around his neck. He even used his hands to remove it. It doesn't even have the courage to take it down.

"Sofia, do you want to meet someone you know?" Ron immediately recognized the owner of the scream.

"No, I just feel sick now. How could I fall in love with such a person in the first place?" Ron recognized it, and of course Sophia recognized it even more: "Can we end this quickly?"

"Of course, have I told you that the drone can also choose multi-machine AI mode?" Ron smiled knowingly. If at the beginning, he was still a little disgusted with Sophia's temperament, now he has begun to feel a little bit more. Admire this girl.

Thinking of the identity of the other party's political family, Ron suddenly had a good idea.

"is that so?"

Without Ron's instruction, Sophia turned on the AI ​​mode according to the prompts of the tablet remote control. All of a sudden, a hidden compartment was opened in the cargo compartment of the pickup truck, and six smaller drones soared from inside. Under Sophia's operation, they were divided into Two teams, one behind the other, poured into the tavern from the front and back entrances.

"BOOM!" The explosion of fire illuminated the night for an instant, and then a fire broke out and billowing smoke rose. Sofia jumped up in surprise at first, but then started crying again.

"How's it going? How does revenge feel?" Ron patted Sophia's twitching shoulder.

Sofia said blankly like a wooden person: "I don't know, I thought I would be very happy, but I just realized that even if I avenge Gabby, she will not be able to survive."

Sophie's behavior is very normal. After all, a few hours ago, she was just a rich girl. Even with that kind of childhood experience, she is still essentially an outsider who does not belong to the slums.

"Yes, no one can raise the dead except God, but that doesn't mean we can't do other things." Ron said in a guiding tone.

As soon as these words came out, it was indeed effective. Sophia turned around and said, "But she is already dead, what else can I do?"

"But you can save more people like her from death, can't you?" Ron switched to the form of a life coach and said persuasively: "Why did Gabby die? Because the drug trade is rampant, because the gangs are too arrogant, today It was Gabby who died, and tomorrow it might be Debbie, Annie, or someone else. As long as gangs and the drug trade still exist, innocent people will die every day."

Sofia shook her head in fear: "But the gangs in Brazil are so powerful. What can I do? Even my father has to cooperate with them. Otherwise, our family will be killed by the gangs."

Although she had just personally killed the gangster who killed her best friend, her deep-rooted fear of gangsters since she was a child in Brazil still trumped her desire to do something for others.

She is still young and does not want to die.

What's more, Sophia is not stupid. She understands that the reason why she eliminated the gang so easily was mainly because of Ron's help, his prestige, and equipment.

"Indeed, it would be difficult to rely solely on yourself or your family. With all due respect, although your family is very influential in Brazilian politics, as far as I know, it is nothing like several other political families controlled by gangs. Both."

With Ron's caution, how could he not conduct an investigation before being sent by the company to be Sophie Adam's bodyguard?

Although the Campos family has a good reputation, it is only better than those notorious families. In the Brazilian political arena where gangs are terrifying, it would be good to be less affected by gangs. Letting them fight against gangs is like a dream.

"Then why did you tell me that I could do other things? Do you want to see me die?" Sophia stared at Ron pitifully.

"Of course not. If you were to directly confront the gangsters, it would be the same as asking you to die. But if I arrange a strong ally for you, that would not necessarily be the case."

"Strong allies? Haha," a complex and sarcastic smile appeared on Sofia's face: "In Brazil, this hopeless land, who else has the courage to confront those gangs? Even if other gangs claim to be eradicating gangs, Politicians with banners are just using this gimmick to attract votes. Once they go online, they will turn a deaf ear to what they have said. Some of them are even secretly supported by the gangs. There is no way, the gangs are too powerful in Brazil. .”

"Then what if I tell you that this ally is a rebel?" As he spoke, Ron produced a mask with a strange smile from somewhere and placed it on his face.

"Oh my God! You're talking about the V-word rebels! I should have thought that you are one of them!" Sophia covered her mouth and exclaimed.

To be precise, Ron should not be said to be their people, but they should be said to be Ron's people.

During the incident in Brazil, Ron wanted to make money and leave, so giving the image of the savior V he created to the guerrillas and letting them succeed him as V was equivalent to giving away the IP and letting them do whatever they wanted.

But what he didn't expect was that Ron's move actually won him a good reputation among the guerrillas as not greedy for power.

Plus the two books Ron left for Guerrilla.

You must know that the guerrillas in South America themselves are relatively left-wing. Coupled with the spread of liberation theology, if the United States in the north had not been suppressing them, they would have completely fallen to the Red camp as early as the Soviet period.

So after reading Ron's two books, he was directly introduced as a spiritual leader. Out of a sense of identity from the soul, Ron was full of sympathy for the resistance and often sponsored some equipment through Yuri from time to time. En has a very strong voice within the resistance.

In addition to the sense of identity in his heart, Ron also has the idea of ​​using the resistance to attack the CIA's power in South America.

With the death of President Shimoki, the power struggle in the White House has become increasingly fierce. The CIA, which represents the military forces and the military-industrial complex, is increasingly showing signs of losing control. This is not a good thing for the entire United States.

Today they dare to ignore the president and let mercenaries pursue him in the capital. Tomorrow they may dare to go out in person and kill the president who is not in their interests. In this regard, several other political forces in the United States have already They came up with the idea of ​​jointly suppressing the development of the CIA.

The forces represented by Ron are naturally one of them.

Ron can't control military expenditures for the Pentagon, but that doesn't mean he has nothing to do with the CIA. He can use the help of the rebels to kill the CIA's power in South America.

As we all know, in addition to the Pentagon’s military appropriations, most of the CIA’s funding comes from the revenue from the monopolized drug trade. This is already an open secret.

Therefore, Ron had already made plans to set foot in Brazil and cooperate with the resistance in depth, and now, Sofia, like an angel sent from God, just appeared in front of him.

"No, I just happen to be familiar with some people in the resistance," Ron denied. It was one thing to do things in secret, but it was another thing to fight openly. He didn't want to be slapped by them when they took the opportunity. Chihua's hat: "If you are willing to promise them that after being elected, you will not bully ordinary people, support anti-drugs, and let everyone live with dignity, then I guarantee you that they will do their best to ensure your safety."

Sophia was silent. She was still young. Unlike her father, who had become a corrupt politician, she still had dreams, and Ron's words just now had successfully stirred up the fire in her heart.

Ron didn't force her, so he drove quietly. After a long time, Sophia touched the strange cross on her chest that was the same as Ron's gift to her mother, and finally said again: "I agree."

"OK, take this and go to the Rio Cathedral to find the presiding priest. He will ask you, what kind of person would Jesus be if he were alive?" Ron took out a cross and put it in Sophia's hand: "You just need to tell him: 'He's going to be a guerrilla,' and then you'll have the full help of the rebels."

"I wish you a sweet dream." The car stopped next to Sophia's temporary residence, and Ron took the initiative to open the door for her.

Sofia hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something, but in the end she said nothing and just nodded firmly. En nodded and walked into the apartment. Ron knew that his entire layout in Brazil had been completed.

The seeds have been planted, and all that's left is to see how Sophia and the Resistance will bear fruit.

"I asked you to help me save her, but you let her fall into a bigger abyss. Is this really okay? Mr. Cooper."

After Sophia left, Finch limped out of the shadows on crutches.

Ron didn't turn off the phone during the entire conversation with Sophia. It didn't make any difference whether he turned it off or not. Finch heard all of the conversation.

"Everything is her own choice, isn't it?" Ron shrugged: "Some people want to live an ignoble existence, as long as they live in peace, this life will be over, and some people want to be a kind of fire and light up others, I But I don’t think you have any qualifications to accuse me, Mr. Finch, isn’t what you did to Reese more noble than me?”

Finch got the machine to send out numbers that might encounter dangerous people, and wanted to save them, but he didn't have the ability to save people, so he hired Reese. From this point of view, he was no different from Ron.

Finch blushed: "No, we did it to save people."

"Me too, and to save more people," Ron turned around and looked directly into Finch's eyes: "You save people one by one based on their social security numbers, but sometimes you just save people temporarily. After being out of danger, they may encounter the same danger one day in the future, because the world that forced them into danger has not changed."

"But what Sophia wants to do is different from you. She chooses to change the world and create a world where more people can live safely, thereby saving more people. From this perspective, I think he is nobler than you. A lot."

Ron walked up to Finch: "Because you save people out of guilt, and she saves people out of dreams."

After saying that, without waiting for Finch's reaction, Ron got into the car and left without looking back.