The Strongest Arms Dealer Chapter 104

Seeing Tang Dao thinking, John's right eyelid twitched.

"Boss, at their speed, they will pass by Beledwin City at three o'clock in the afternoon."

Tang Dao stood up, took the fold-backed tortoise out of the water tank, hooked his fingers, and John leaned his ear, "Find someone to pretend to be Luke, and then tie that little guy up, and return him!" Yes, it's best to leave some clues at the scene and send them to Beledwin City.”

John pulled the corner of his mouth and his expression changed.

"Keep this matter a little more secretive, so as not to let people see the truth."

"I understand. I will take someone there in the afternoon."

John is also familiar with this kind of black work. He recruited Mist, pulled Witt and other seven members of the arctic fox, and changed all the weapons into AK47. He also dressed up like African bandits from the clothes. Almost, cover your face with a turban, who can see it?

Tang Dao didn't intend to unpack the arctic fox.

This team of more than 30 people is the trump card of the umbrella in his plan. It is similar to the seals of the US military. It does some tough bones, and if someone hires them, the price is also top-notch. All rules and regulations are reserved, as long as someone sacrifices or quits , will rejoin it, and most importantly, there is a tacit understanding between them.

sahara desert.

The area is as large as the continental United States, and it is also the second largest desert in the world after Antarctica, and the largest sandy desert in the world. It is located in northern Africa, an area with very harsh climatic conditions and one of the most inhospitable places on earth for living things.

And because of hidden "murderers" such as quicksand and sandstorms.

It has also become one of the "forbidden places for humans" with the highest death rate.

People die here every year, hidden under the yellow sand. In 1987, a team of 20 French geologists got lost in the yellow sand and lost contact. The French government asked four local countries to send rescue teams, but in the end they only found Come back eight dead bodies, badly dehydrated.

The other few people have not heard from them until now.

It was a sensation at the time, but it couldn't stop those who like to explore, and also... how can people who don't value their own lives care about the effect of their disappearance? The so-called courage is nothing more than satisfying one's own selfish desires.

At this time, at the edge of the desert, a convoy was driving fast, kicking up dust along the way.

At the beginning of the front is a colorfully painted, very colorful... armored car?

From the tires, it looks like the OMC "Badger" 20 infantry fighting vehicle produced by South Africa's Sendak Austerell Bipak Company, but he removed the turret, and the light body made it less maneuverable. quick.

At the back are all military Hummers, in dark gray colors, especially tired in this desert.

Several young people sat wildly on the top of the car seat, stepped on it, waved the towels in their hands, and laughed loudly.

On the Humvee in the middle, a Caucasian guy is holding a Toka M65-A308 sniper rifle. This is a hunting rifle that many hunters in Eastern Europe like to equip because the civilian model fires 7.62mm NATO standard bullets. The gun uses a heavy-duty barrel, equipped with a bipod and a pistol grip. It has high shooting accuracy and is suitable for large game and sniper warfare.

The guy chews a snack and looks at the animals in the desert through the car sniper mirror.

He stared at a lizard scorpion that was hunting. This thing can grow more than one meter long, and it is the king of the Sahara desert.

Just as he took aim, ready to pull the trigger.

The one used to clear the road in front was suddenly attacked by something, the tires slipped sideways, and there was a 720° drift on the spot, with thick smoke rising from half of the car body. If you look carefully, the rear tires are gone.

The Humvee at the back was too close and hit it head-on. The young man who was shouting on top just now screamed and fell from above.

The Humvee carrying the boy stopped suddenly and threw the latter out, leaving the M65 aside.

"OMG!"

When he was sweating coldly with his back hurting, he heard rapid gunshots next to his ears, and he opened his eyes in fright. He didn't know how many gunmen wearing camouflage nets were coming from above. The gray gauze shot at the bodyguard.

Those bodyguards were killed before they could react.

This group of people is well-trained, spread out in battle formation, and shoot freely.

The young man was covering his waist, sweating all over from fright, enduring the pain, and wanted to run with both hands and feet. As soon as the hand was supported, a combat boot stepped on his hand, and twisted it hard a few times as if on purpose , "Mr. Alex Barton Clemens, nice to meet you."

Alex was terrified and wanted to turn around, but he was greeted with a punch, he put a bag on his head rudely, and patted his face, "Don't be afraid, we just let you go to a place and experience it travel."

"Judge, withdraw!"

After making a gesture towards the other members, Mister took out the grenade from the bag he was carrying, pulled the tabs, and threw them over in unison. Some rolled onto the Humvee and exploded one after another.

The entire operation took no more than 5 minutes, and the battle was resolved quickly, and the hostages were taken to Beledwin City.

South Africa. Cape Town!

South Africa, known as the "Rainbow Country", is probably the country with the most capitals in the world.

He has three, the administrative capital is Pretoria, the judicial capital is Bloemfontein, and the legislative capital is Cape Town.

Cape Town, located on the Cape Peninsula, has long been the station of the East India supply station and the earliest stronghold established by Western European colonists in southern Africa. Therefore, it is known as the "Mother of South African Cities". The base of Africa's inland expansion, where you can see the prosperity and changes for hundreds of years, the Governor's Palace, the library, and Tebull Mountain are all tourists' favorites.

Adley Street is one of the most prosperous and dense areas in Cape Town.

Here is the cathedral, whose bell tower is still intact. Eight governors of the Netherlands in Cape Town were buried in this church successively. Also on this street, the Clemens Jewelry Company also stands here.

The 65-meter tall building represents the wealth of the Clemens family, costing a total of nearly 400 million US dollars, and is one of Cape Town's landmark buildings.

Bill Clemens sat in the conference room, rubbing his temples, took off his glasses and put them by his side, his temples were graying, and he listened helplessly to the marketing manager and HR executive below. Appropriately recruit some blacks, and the latter believes that white supremacy does not allow "mixed blood" within the company, which is in line with the current situation in South Africa.

Racial segregation is a serious issue in South Africa.

You can tell by looking at the absence of black people in the company.

Blacks in Cape Town were only allowed to do some of the most despised and disgusting jobs, such as excrement collectors and petty traders.

Boom boom boom.

Just when they were arguing, Bill's male secretary trotted in from outside anxiously, leaned on his ear and muttered a few words, and the two sides who were screaming heard a loud noise, They were startled and hurriedly looked towards Bill.

At this time, the old guy slapped the table with his blushing face, and his anger was soaring, but the remaining reason told him that in this case, the troops waved their hands, "The meeting is over!" and hurried away with the secretary. Back in the office, with his hips on, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, "Didn't he say that he went to the United States? Why is he in North Africa?"

The secretary hurriedly closed the curtains, embarrassed and didn't know how to answer them.

"What did that person call just now?"

"That person will only release him after a ransom of 50 million."

50000000?

This can even catch up with the net profit of Clemens Company for half a year, and the other party really dares to shout.

Suddenly, Bill raised his head, stared at the secretary, and frowned, "Do you know where he went?"

The secretary's scalp was numb, "Alex withdrew $500,000 from the company account before, and he said that he and his friends were going to explore the hinterland of the Sahara Desert."

Bill's mouth was really twisted in anger, and he was once again disappointed in the only son.

He once spent 4 million dollars to send Alexander to Harvard University for advanced studies, but who knew that the first thing he did when he entered was to run in front of a black professor to imitate orangutans and make insulting gestures. Of course, it must be dealt with seriously, and I was expelled on the spot. Study time: 4 hours.

Then let Alexander enter the company to study, but the business under his jurisdiction fell by 7 percentage points that quarter, and he was taken down by Bill again, and he was left to stay at home later, but now... Kidnapped?

"Boss, should we call the police?" the secretary asked.

"Where was the last place he was attacked?" Bill asked instead without answering.

"Somalia!"

Bill clutched his heart and took a deep breath. He was attacked and kidnapped in Somalia. It must have been done by local warlords, rebels, or bandit soldiers. He had been there before, and his first thought was chaos! He was almost robbed by someone on the first day there. If his bodyguards were not good, he might have knelt there for a long time.

The local warlords are chaotic, you call the police? Are you going to let the police arrest people?

"Collect money~www.mtlnovel.com~ Don't call the police, and help me contact Mr. Ibin Barrow of the EO company." Bill ordered.

"Okay, boss, I'll go right away."

The secretary ran out nervously, leaving Bill in the office, frowning, leaning against the table in deep thought.

He planned to find mercenaries to solve this problem. Clemens was also a regular customer of EO Company. He fully believed in the strength of the EO Company. It was even better than the regular South African army, and much more reliable than them.

At this time, in Mogadishu, there was also someone who was thinking deeply.

Tang Dao knocked on the table, and John stood opposite, and the latter heard the boss say something in what seemed to be Chinese.

"Sell Luke? Gain the trust of Bill Clemens? Open the South African market through Mitchum? But how can you sell Luke? At this time, you can't get a good price. Wait a minute." Wait, when the pig buyer is too late and the pig seller is in a hurry."

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