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I'm just suggesting that this equipment should be purchased and given to the right people to use.

I don't think people will have trouble receiving a simple message, but if, for some reason, the international organization doesn't have a means of communication between squad members, then, as far as I remember, the demolitions expert Plesen has already taken all the electronics for himself.

For example, you will be taken to the base by car. How will we follow you without attracting attention?

No way. You'll detach from the aircraft carrier on underwater tugs and arrive at the base on your own, using the coordinates transmitted wirelessly in 2015. Or jump out of the plane. Or dig yourself out of the sand, I don't care.

Do we start the sabotage operation as soon as we find the base, or do we wait for some signal from you?

You'll start when we arrive and go to negotiate and inspect the warheads. Precise synchronization isn't necessary, but if you want, we can do "one Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi." Estimate about ten minutes from our arrival, or you can spend that time cutting through the fence with wire cutters.

And this isn't "The Expendables," so it's still desirable to clarify the enemy's positions and prepare before starting.

That's strange, because I was actually basing my plans on that. Look, a week has passed, and we're still stuck in the room. The guys placed their orders and relaxed, thinking, "Maybe someone will come up with something, my job is to distribute the stats." So, let's go into battle without questions or doubts. If you want to overload the plan with details, then brainstorm, show teamwork. Get a school blackboard, draw a diagram, kick the commander in the shins because he sent me a request for aerial reconnaissance, prepare coffee, stopwatches, and calculators. And then give up when Revan fills the coast with cannons, buries the base underground, or doesn't take us anywhere at all, but instead keeps sending us local thugs and traders or a major on errands while the general relaxes in a deck chair with concubines and grapefruit juice in another country.