The Strongest Arms Dealer Chapter 127

Mogadishu, fifty kilometers from the airport.

Looking down from the sky, the structure of this small building including dormitories, clubs, sports rooms, etc. can be vaguely seen. When the first phase is completed, at least it will be as low as January next year. The total investment has already dropped 4 million US dollars. For Tang Dao is willing to spend this money, serve the employees well, and then get them back from the employees.

Circulate funds within preferred channels.

Tang Dao is becoming more and more like a capitalist.

At this time, John frowned, lost in deep thought, and there was an order from Benin in front of him.

Benin?

John has never heard of that place, and it was hard to find it on the map of Africa. It is only as wide as a little finger. It is located in the south-central region of West Africa. The highest place in the country is only more than 600 meters, and the total area is only about 110,000 square kilometers. It is considered Africa. One of the few countries without wars, the last time they had a war was in the 19th century.

Of course, his neighbors next door, including Nigeria, are more troubled.

And the order on his desk now comes from an African tribe in Benin.

They need 200 AKs and 20 base bullets.

This amount is too small!

But what makes John very concerned is that this is the first order from West Africa. Will this be an opportunity to open up the West African market? It's just going to Benin, at least passing through Sudan, Chad, Nigeria and other countries in the middle. From the perspective of interests, there is no profit at all.

"Jingle Bell…"

Just as he was meditating, the landline on the table rang. It was so sudden that he was shocked. After he reacted, he shook his head in a self-deprecating manner, put his elbows on the table, and answered the phone, "Hi, you OK, where?"

"There is an Apennine dog that is not on a leash and went to find Lao Hei." The other party said a few words, and then hung up the phone.

This sounds confusing to outsiders, but John understands it instantly.

Apennine dog = Italian.

Old Hei: Aidid.

This means that there is an Italian, whose identity is unknown, who met Aidid, whose purpose is unknown, and the conversation between the two is unknown,

John hung up the receiver, frowning.

Before Tang Dao left, let him stare at Aidid. This "hillbilly" born in the countryside of Mudug State is a real wild dog. He has great ambitions. He once told his private property officer Omar after drinking , "I want North Africa to honor me as Emperor Aidid!"

Sometimes don't patronize drinking, and occasionally eat a la carte.

Regardless of the fact that the two parties are still in the honeymoon period, there are quite a few people who have cheated during this period. It is necessary to find out what kind of deal is there between the Italian and him? These trifles are mind-blowing.

After sorting out the information, I knocked on the table a few times, put it aside, stood up, and walked outside, just in time to see Pierce smoking under a tree not far away, so I shouted, "Pierce! "

The Yankee raised his head blankly and saw John hooking his hands towards him, so he handed the just lit cigarette to the priest beside him, and trotted over, "Boss."

Strictly speaking, Pierce is the second person in charge of the umbrella, that is, John's deputy, and this title is actually correct.

"Come with me to Mogadishu."

"What are you doing in town?"

"Have afternoon tea with Mr. Aidid." John grinned.

Afternoon tea?

Do you have to run dozens of kilometers to drink?

Pierce scratched his head, but felt that John was looking for trouble. He asked in a low voice, "Do you want to bring some people? Call the priest and the others?"

"No, no, it's just the two of us. There are too many people, and I'm afraid he will be nervous." John pushed the other person's shoulder, and the latter shrugged, and went to the garage to drive a convertible off-road vehicle, which meant that the top of his head was blown off by a shell As it turned over, bullet holes can still be seen on the car body, and a few layers of skin have faded from the tires, but only the wheels can be seen a little bit.

This is actually taken from the "car graveyard".

The only means of transportation that Umbrella Company can currently use is the female deer, and the armored vehicles that run on the ground are extremely inconvenient, but off-road vehicles are even rarer. In order to make do with it, John bought more than a dozen vehicles from the "cemetery" An off-road vehicle that can still "move", including a pickup truck!

This is nothing funny, after all, Ying Jiang has ridden a donkey on the battlefield.

"Bang!" John, who was sitting in the co-pilot, closed the door vigorously, but the door was very disobedient, as if he was losing his temper, and he couldn't close it no matter what.

"Boss, I think it's better for you to hook your little finger."

Pierce couldn't help grinning on the sidelines. In the end, even the tears of laughing were about to come out. He also stretched out his right hand and hooked his little finger, which looked a little childish.

"Falke!" John blushed and cursed thickly, "Is there no other car? This car is too broken."

Pierce shrugged his shoulders, leaned over, pulled the handle, and tried hard, the glass was about to shatter, and the eardrums hurt, but the door was finally closed. The former said with a smile, "As long as you are dishonest, you can yell at him." One sound, he must be good."

John was startled, turned his head to look at him, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled.

Aidid looked at the silver-haired Italian wiping his glasses slowly, his face was a little impatient, and his tone was also very dissatisfied, "Mr. Wallace, are you planning to wipe your glasses to sparks?" come?"

He is expressing his dissatisfaction.

But the other party raised his head, there was a small scar on the corner of the eye, he breathed into the glasses unhurriedly, wiped them with paper a few times, and then put them on. After feeling the clarity in front of his eyes, he was very satisfied Nodding his head, he said, "Sorry, the Sahara Desert is too dusty. If I take off my glasses, I won't be able to see the general clearly."

Aidid waved his hand and frowned, "Forget it, you're not from Italy just to say this, are you?"

"Of course, I heard that my friend Cecilio Baggio died in Mogadishu?"

Cecilio?

Is that the gentleman?

The figure of the other party appeared in Aidid's mind instantly. Most importantly, the most important thing is that he also understood the cause and reason of the other party's death, which had a lot to do with him.

Wallace stared at each other, this behavior is very rude!

At the very least, Aidid is very upset, who the **** are you, looking at me with such eyes? Holding Mogadishu and Beledwin, two important towns, he became the largest warlord in Somalia in one leap. He did not have an air force under his command, but he had 3,000 armed personnel! And all of them are armed with advanced weapons AK47. When necessary, as long as he gives an order, he can turn all the people of the two cities into soldiers.

In this place in Africa, if you have someone in your hand, your waist will be hard.

Are you an Italian here for questioning?

Wallace saw the other party's car's eyes gradually becoming more and more fierce, his heart skipped a beat, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, so he rushed to speak in front of the other party, "He is also a little pitiful. His family asked me to retrieve his body. There is still trouble here. General Aidid to help." He said as he placed a check in front of him.

Lao Hei lowered his head and looked at the numbers with experience.

He hadn't read many books, and he only learned to command battles in military school before, but he found that after he occupied Mogadishu, he became more and more sensitive to these numbers.

Aidid nodded slightly, pressed the check with his elbow calmly, raised his head and said, "Mr. Cecilio's body is in the US military station, but the body has been seen, after all, the Somali It's hot."

Wallace heard the words, tried to look sad, and said in pain, "Then I can only go back with his ashes. I think, in Italy, God will bless him and his family."

In fact, those who can make a name for themselves in this society are all actors!

Politicians, businessmen, even street beggars.

Whoever acts well can stand out.

Aidid looked at the check, and then at the other party, ready to wipe his tears. A big man cried like this, his scalp was numb.

"Mr. Wallace..." He also winked at Omar, the personal property steward next to him, and the latter went to the desk to take the paper box and put it in front of him, "Cecilio can't bear it with God. Watching you cry."

Wallace pulled out a piece of paper, wiped off his smoky glasses, his nose was flushed, "Sorry, I...I just..."

"I understand, I understand." Aidid pressed down, looking at the check as a comfort, and slowly drew the check over, pressing it under the teacup.

"I know why Cecilio came to Mogadishu. He has a job here, but let's not talk about it. I came to find the general this time because I actually have a business to find the general."

Aidid likes doing business the most, it represents money, his eyes lit up, and motioned for the other party to continue.

"Our company wants to rent the port of Mogadishu. The rent is 500,000 U.S. dollars per year. We want to rent it for ten years first!" Wallace said hurriedly, maybe because he felt that his situation was very urgent, so he eased his tone. "Cecileo came to Mogadishu, actually, for this matter, but later, something happened, so he stopped and let me take over."

Rent a port?

The port of Mogadishu is actually not big, with an annual throughput of dozens of tons at most, and it is not even possible to dock large warships. What is the most common thing? Sea speedboats start from here, relying on the sea to eat the sea, and Somali pirates are famous.

Moreover, Aidid didn't plan to form a navy, he couldn't afford to support that thing, the maintenance fee of a warship could kill him, and the 500,000 a year ~www.mtlnovel.com~ is 5 million US dollars.

"Then can this be a one-time payment?"

Wallace smiled inwardly, and nodded, "Of course, isn't our friendship with the general worth five million dollars?"

Although these words were hypocritical, Aidede listened comfortably, and he was ready to nod his head with a satisfied smile on his face. There was a knock on the door, and a guard came in and saluted, "General, John. Mr Cansberg is here."

"Huh? Why are they here? I didn't ask them out." Aidid frowned, so he looked at his confidant Omar, who also looked confused.

"Invite them to the next office, Mr. Wallace, wait a moment, I'll come as I go."

Although Wallace was upset, he could only smile and nod.

Chapter end