After a night of mysterious magic baptism, Alan woke up the next day feeling full of energy.

Although the drink tastes a bit fishy, ​​it is nourishing...

This kind of thing happens once or twice occasionally, and the experience is maximized.

…

"Master, did you enjoy yourself last night?"

"Haha, you enjoyed it too?"

Alan and Patrice smiled at each other. They had important things to do today, so there was no need to bring anyone else. As for Demi Moore, someone would take her home after she woke up. Even Patrice would not bring his mistress today. He wanted to accompany Alan to Hollywood for inspection.

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As the American military power extends, the influence of Hollywood will become increasingly greater in the future.

As for now...it has not yet reached the top of its status.

It's not that great to say that this place is mythical or anything like that. Just speaking from the influence alone, the current international status of the Oscars is just so-so. It is definitely not as famous as it will be decades later.

After all...it is essentially just a non-international film award.

Hollywood is essentially famous for the development of its film industry. The scale of film shooting here has reached a certain level. The surrounding film studios are relatively dense, and the relevant supporting industries are all here. It can be said to be an industrial cluster.

To be honest, in Allen's opinion, the only difference between Hengdian and Hollywood, to some extent, is in fame, and the rest...it depends on one's opinion.

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Columbia Studios is one of the major traditional studios in Hollywood. Through his relationship with Sony, Cameron obtained the right to use a large studio here.

When Allen's car arrived here, old Carl, Cameron, and several bodyguards came here to greet Allen in a very low-key manner.

"Are you all ready?"

"Master, there is one last group of people who will arrive in the afternoon."

Old Carl naturally stood next to Allen, and Patrice next to him also consciously made room for him.

"Um."

Alan nodded, glanced at Cameron who was unable to speak, and gestured to him.

…

After all, the plan this time is to save lives. Even if we calculate it based on the minimum of 500 people, we have to arrange hundreds of people to do it one-on-one.

It's not like herding sheep where just a few dozen people can do it.

That would be too risky. If something goes wrong and a good thing turns into a bad thing, the public pressure would be very great and the loss would outweigh the gain.

Old Karl's plan was to transfer people from home to this side, and then use the excuse of holding a meeting to catch the turtles in the jar and catch them all in one fell swoop.

But it involves the cross-border transfer of hundreds of people, especially those who are veterans. The target is too big, and in terms of operation, we must find a suitable reason, otherwise... it is easy to alert the enemy and affect the plan!

The transnational criminal organization in Argentina is not a place where they just sit there and do nothing. We must be careful in every link.

The final plan became to use Cameron as a cover, transfer people in batches, and then after a short rest, quickly resolve the battle.

Cameron has worked in Hollywood and is a well-known commercial director. He also has a film in post-production.

It's his spy movie.

This film was launched as a project last year, and it has been more than a year since then. There are too many post-production things to be done. If only the special effects studio in Cardiff were to do it, it would take too long and the efficiency would be too low. Although the related special effects studios in Hollywood are generally not very good, quantitative change will lead to qualitative change. So Cameron came here and divided all the special effects into several special effects companies to cooperate, and everyone worked together on the post-production, which can speed up the efficiency.

And now that he is needed to cover for us, we have to add more projects, such as...shooting a few more large-scale shots.

Reshooting is a very common thing in the film industry. During post-production, if the director is not satisfied with certain shots, he needs to reshoot them.

Cameron's current task is to reshoot a scene where Arnold borrows a fighter jet on an aircraft carrier and then drives the fighter jet to rescue his daughter.

Here...the special effects for the aircraft carrier are easy to make, and the fighter jets are okay too, even if they can be made with models, but there must be someone on the aircraft carrier to act as the background, right?

This person just needs an excuse to have a large number of extras. Those who appear on the aircraft carrier must be sailors, not ordinary extras. Plus, Cameron is very rich, so he used the excuse that he didn't want to use extras from the Actors Guild in Hollywood, but only wanted to use real extras with sailor temperament, extras from Great Britain!

As a result...nearly eight hundred extras flew from faraway Wales to Los Angeles just to help him shoot additional scenes.

Although his prodigal behavior seems crazy, those who know Cameron know that he has climbed up the social ladder now and has a wealthy aristocratic lord supporting him. He can do whatever he wants. It's not like he didn't pay to borrow the studio from him.

Although the reason is a little bit unreasonable, all the unreasonable things, as long as they are placed in the entertainment and film circles, these people themselves are unreasonable. All the unreasonable things will become reasonable here. Cameron is not a pervert, he is just a little spendthrift. What is that?

…

Old Carl walked in front with Allen, and whispered to Allen about the current arrangements here while walking towards the studio.

Cameron fell behind and looked at Patrice. Although there was an age gap between them, they were both in the film industry and could get along well. Unlike old Carl, when in front of them, old Carl was a serious jazz man who was very strict with people and things. Even though Patrice was older than old Carl, he was still a little intimidated by him, let alone Cameron.

"Why did the boss come here alone? Didn't you find someone to accompany him?"

Cameron saw Allen alone and thought Patrice was ignorant. But now she was in Hollywood, so what kind of beauties could she want?

How come a great British earl doesn't even have a beautiful lady to greet him when he comes here? How can this be ridiculous?

"snort!"

Patrice snorted coldly, looked at Old Carl's back with a guilty conscience, and whispered, "How do you know I didn't find anyone to receive the young master? I know what type of person the young master likes better than you do. Now is the time to get down to business. Is it appropriate to bring outsiders along? What if the news leaks out?"

“…”

Cameron curled his lips and looked Patrice up and down. He thought the old man was reliable, but who knew he would be like this...

How could he not know what type the boss likes?

Thinking of this, Cameron stretched out his hand and called his assistant. In the assistant's surprised eyes, he whispered a few words, then raised his chin slightly and looked at Patrice with contempt.

"An old fellow like you can't keep up with the times. What kind of place is this? Hollywood! There are so many people here who want to curry favor with the rich and powerful! What kind of person does the boss want? Does he have to ask for something like this himself? I'll arrange the reception for the boss tonight!"

“…”

Patrice glanced at Cameron and suddenly realized that he had entered the studio without realizing it. He quickly lifted Cameron up with his arm and said, "We're here, go over and explain."

"snort!"

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"That's our people over there. They're here every day. They're too conspicuous. We've tried to schedule the filming at night these days to keep a low profile and avoid attracting the attention of those with ulterior motives."

"Um……"

Alan was wearing a windbreaker and had one hand behind his back. He glanced at a large group of people in military uniforms standing in the distance, pretending to be sailors on the deck of an aircraft carrier.

These are the fighters transferred from Wales!

The main force in this employee rescue operation.

"Have you informed the Los Angeles police?"

"Well... although we have informed you, the administrative system here is different from ours. It is a bit messy, so when we take action, there will be many constraints that we need to pay attention to."

…

The American police system is generally divided into federal, state, city and county, or local.

These are three major categories. There is no direct hierarchical relationship between them; everyone is separate.

For example, the federal police. This word "police" means the police. Actually...theoretically, the famous Furber is also this type of police. Sometimes they are called agents or something like that. They are all in this category.

But at the state level, this policeman is considered a policeman in the ordinary people's understanding.

However, the scope of work of the state-level police is quite different, and ordinary people rarely come into contact with them. Old Carl's previous relationship only reached the level of the state police.

At the city level, it is more specific. For example, in Los Angeles, their police are only responsible for public security and various cases in the entire city of Los Angeles.

Depending on the case, there are many departmental divisions.

For example, Allen is planning to carry out a rescue operation in Los Angeles this time, which involves a large-scale plan involving transnational gangs.

The police in Los Angeles...even though they want credit, they can't cover it up!

Just think about the people involved in this incident alone, there are already thousands of people!

This is not like the last riot by Koreans, which was internal in nature. What is about to happen this time is international in nature.

As long as there is a mistake, no one wants to take responsibility.

But then again, when doing business on someone else's territory, you always have to say hello.

Finally, after comprehensive consideration, Carl Sr. and the top brass of the Los Angeles Police Department reached a "verbal agreement" that as long as Allen handled the matter quickly, controlled the scope of the incident, and did not cause adverse effects, they would naturally step forward to clean up the mess and take the credit for it.

But if they fail to do their job well, they will treat everyone involved equally and regard all those involved as rioters.

In other words, they want the benefits but don't want any risks at all, and they will wait and see the results before making any decisions.

…

Alan nodded. Judging from the working style of the people here, he could barely accept this result. At least they allowed him to transfer people over and let him do it here. As long as the Los Angeles police turned a blind eye and didn't cause trouble for him before he could make his plan, everything else would be easy.

Why did Alan have to come here in person this time?

He doesn't have to rush to the front line. The real work is done by these veterans transferred from Wales. The purpose of Alan's coming here is to take charge, or to support them!

He went through formal diplomatic channels and specifically reported before coming to the United States. From the first second he set foot on American soil, no matter what he did, no matter how excessive he was, he enjoyed diplomatic privileges. This is the biggest advantage of being affiliated with the diplomatic department.

As long as he was there, the soldiers under his command would be fine. As long as the job was done well, these people would quietly return to Wales after finishing their work. Alan was afraid that people on the American side would then do something dirty to his men and deliberately detain a few of them to disgust him.

Now that he is here, he wants to see if there is any daring bastard who dares to jump out.

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"How many people are we going to transfer this time? How many people will be involved in the whole plan?"

"There are 842 people coming from home. I am not confident about the combat effectiveness of my people, so I will ask them to watch the perimeter. I have already made arrangements with the prison. If there are not enough people, I can transfer 200 people from there. With the 200 people from the prison, I still have 600 people available."

"So that means there are nearly 1,500 people in total?"

"Yes! I have arranged for someone to rent six helicopters, four small ones and two commercial ones, to provide support. Once they come, I guarantee that none of them will be able to escape!"

Alan squinted his eyes and looked at the crowd in the distance. A sense of satisfaction surged in his heart. In a foreign country, in a big American city like Los Angeles, it took him more than half a month to gather a combat force of 1,500 people. Although they only had light weapons, they also got six helicopters.

With the force he has now, 1,500 people, rounding it off is at least equivalent to a reinforced infantry battalion, right?

What Argentine transnational gang? This time, Master Allen will let you country bumpkins see what a dimensionality reduction attack is!

Thinking of this, Alan smacked his lips. The only flaw in this plan was that it was not bold enough and he couldn't let go of his work. He had to consider many off-field factors. Also, because his food delivery company didn't open here, the speed of assembling people was a bit slow. If this happened in the United Kingdom, it would only take him two days to assemble more than a thousand people!

If anyone really pushes him into a corner, just think about it, he can gather thousands of people to cause trouble at any time, so are you afraid?

What has he been fighting for all these years?

Is it because he wants to have a career in hand that will make him famous?

If it can be obtained through legitimate means, then don’t say anything. If it cannot be obtained through legitimate means, then rob it!

Doing business is not his strong point, stealing things is!

He's been working towards this day. If he sets his eyes on something, no matter where it is, he can just grit his teeth and gather people to rob it of the f*cking creature. He'll attack anyone who doesn't obey!

Grab whatever you like!

Not only do I have people, I also have money and connections with high-level people. Not only do I have connections with high-level people, I also have diplomatic immunity!

Gang?

What a low-level thing that is... In his eyes, it's just fat meat!