From arms dealer to king of war

'Bangassu'

Qiao Jia's black assistant Lian Nuoer completed the task of special products assigned by Qiao Jia, and then visited the local tribal elders' homes one by one non-stop.

When it was getting dark, Liannuoer, who looked tired, walked out of the home of the sixth tribal elder.

Her assistant was a black girl with glasses and an afro. When she saw Liannuoer coming, she opened the car door and let Liannuo sit in, and then followed her into the passenger seat.

Waiting for the vehicle to start, the black girl with glasses turned to look at Lenore and said, "Madam, where should we go next?"

Lenore said tiredly: "We went to the hospital. There was a small gazelle parked there. We have to rush to Bangui overnight. I want to make a report to Minister Enola, and then invite her and the president to join several tribal leaders in the north. Come.

Our boss gave me a difficult job, and I had a hunch that if I didn't handle it well, many people would die because of me. "

The black girl with glasses has been staying at PB's base, and she knows what is being prepared there.

Seeing Lian Nuoer's tired look, the black girl with glasses said blankly: "Why? Just to let everyone see how P·B fights drug dealers?"

Lian Nuoer glanced at the black girl with glasses, shook his head slightly and said: "It's not just about cracking down on drug dealers, those Chinese talents who suddenly arrived are the key.

The boss seems to have a big plan, and anyone who stands in the way of this plan will be crushed to pieces.

I know that you are the granddaughter of the government secretary-general, and I also know why you were recommended to work for me.

You'd better tell your grandfather not to miss tomorrow's party, otherwise he may lose an opportunity to rise to fame, and maybe even more. "

The black girl with glasses stared in disbelief and said, "How is that possible?

P·B is just a military underwriting company, how could they affect so many people? "

Lenore pinched the bridge of her nose and recalled a plan she saw in Qiao Jia's office.

It was a sketch that several old Chinese people spent about a week drawing for their boss.

Lennoor saw a brand new 'Sangha Town' from above, a brand new central city with well-connected transportation links, like an octopus, connecting surrounding villages and small towns.

Liannuoer didn't know what was wrong, but every time she thought of that sketch, her heartbeat would speed up.

She didn't know what her boss wanted to do, but if it had anything to do with the sketch, Lenore felt that she should go all out.

There is no room for anything worse in Central Africa. Any change is good!

Liannuoer looked at the surprised black girl with glasses. She showed a smile and said: "I don't know anything. I only know that every time I work harder now, I can get closer to my goal."

The girl with glasses looked at Liannuoer curiously and said, "What is your goal?"

Lennoor said with a smile: "The short-term goal is to become the mayor of Sangha Town, the long-term goal...

Maybe the President! What do you think? "

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‘Sangha Town’

Several so-called opposition leaders from Central Africa appeared collectively in a hotel. They were invited to visit a newly built hospital and to discuss how to deal with the new owner of Sangha Town.

Obviously, the fact that the presidential siblings of Central Africa entrusted two of the country's largest iron mines and a small town to a foreigner still caused a backlash.

The geographical location of Sangha Town completely blocks the land transportation from Congo to Central Africa, and it is located on the upper reaches of the Ubangi River and has a nice small dock.

Although the income here is not as good as that of Bangassu and the capital Bangui, it is already a considerable amount of income for these hard-working opposition parties.

Although the president's siblings only handed over the power of public security management, they have actually violated the interests of these opponents.

Although political parties in Central Africa are child's play, opposition and anti-government are completely different things.

These people have the right to raise their demands and demand an explanation from the government in power.

‘Uprising’ is only a last resort after their demands have not been responded to.

Because human life is worthless, politics in Afika is so simple.

While these people were arguing endlessly, the roar of armored vehicles sounded outside the hotel door.

Ten huge Lazar 3 armored vehicles arrogantly broke through the blockade of the opposition armed security and escorted an off-road vehicle to the door of the hotel.

Kaman, who had dim eyes and a stooped back, glanced at Xiao Huang Sijia, who was restless in the back seat, and said: "Don't be afraid, I will send an invitation to the boss, and we will go back to your place soon. "

Huang Si's father has a pretty face. Although he can be considered a person who has experienced great changes, this kind of scene still makes him very nervous.

What kind of invitation does one need to use an armored vehicle to suppress?

But Old Kaman has the magic power to 'calm down' people. Xiao Huang looked into his eyes, swallowed and nodded and said, "Can you hurry up? I still want to go back to the survey camp for dinner, but I can't. I asked my mentors to wait for me, and none of them had a very good temper."

After hearing this, Kaman nodded slightly and said: "Generally, old men who don't know how to use guns and have to get up three times every night still have a temper, that means they are really capable.

I like those old guys. Although I basically can’t understand the English words they speak, it would be a good thing to have more such powerful people in the world.

You have found a few good teachers for yourself. Don’t worry, they won’t delay your meal. "

As he spoke, Kaman motioned to the jungle boss in the driver's seat not to move. He pushed the door open and got out of the car alone, and slowly walked to the door of the hotel against hundreds of gunshots.

After taking a look at the fierce-looking opposition soldiers around him, Kaman did not step into the hotel. Instead, he stood at the door and knocked on the open door. He said in a hoarse voice like a whetstone: "I don't know what you guys are doing." How many of you can remember me? I came here 20 years ago and you called me 'anteater'."

As he spoke, Kaman knocked on the door of the hotel again to bring those people who were in panic back to their senses. Then he tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said: "I didn't mean any harm this time. The armored vehicle outside was just a coincidence. passing by.

My boss invites you to visit the top of Sangha Mountain at 2pm tomorrow.

You don’t have to come, but I have already informed you. "

An elderly man stood up and walked to the door, stared at Kaman's face carefully, then stared in disbelief and said: "You have actually survived until now?

How can a monster like you survive until now? You should be taken away by the devil in your nightmares! "

Kaman raised the corners of his eyes slightly, and looked at the old man in front of him lazily with his hazy eyes. Then he stretched out his hand and tapped his temple and said: "Compared to everything that has happened here, nightmares are not scary at all. Because I tore the demons in the dream into pieces one by one!

If you remember me, then help the people inside to go to their appointments on time tomorrow. My boss has no ill intentions towards you. "

As he spoke, Kaman looked into the old man's eyes and said in a strange straight tone: "I once wanted to burn you all to ashes, but now I want to save you.

Because a man named Centuluo said that people can be changed, but the environment must be changed first before trying to change people.

I didn’t believe it in the past, and I still don’t understand it now, but I think my current boss understands! "

After speaking, Kaman turned around and walked in the direction of the off-road vehicle, and said: "You stay here as guests, and I have already paid the rent for the hotel in advance for you.

Go to your appointment on time tomorrow, don't let me invite you, you won't like that kind of scene! "

The old black man may have recalled something. He forcefully opened the gun pointed at Kaman's back by the security guard next to him, and then asked loudly and with a trembling voice: "Who do you work for?"

Kaman was stunned for a moment, then turned around in disappointment, reached out and tapped his armband, and said: "P·B, attack the International Military Underwriting Company forcefully.

You have been discussing how to deal with my boss, but you don't even know the mark of P·B. "

After speaking, Kaman was silent for a moment, and said in as kind a tone as possible: "Remember to be there on time tomorrow, I promise I won't hurt you.

real!

Because you are all so stupid! "