Zhang Nan smiled with a sinister smile on his face, and motioned for Thomas to sit down, "What if now?"

Now Guan Xingquan and Xiang Weirong both looked at Zhang Nan - Suharto is not Yahya Jammeh, isn't this killing of the head of state fun and addictive?

When Thomas heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "It's difficult, but there are a few months of preparation that can be completed, and at least you can control the other party for a short time."

If there is no need to capture alive, the problem will be solved within a month. ”

Zhang Nan's expression was very serious, and he asked, "What method do you use?"

"The former was when he was out the door, and a 50-man commando team with some advance arrangements could take out his guards. The latter is as simple as getting two heavy goods vehicles to commit a car bomb, a country in which the president will not be as well-armed as the president of the United States, and the road conditions are conducive to the use of a car bomb.

More than 5 tons of high explosives, not to mention bulletproof vehicles, even if he is in a tank, he can easily blow him up!"

Zhang Nan shook his head, which made Thomas think that the boss was not satisfied with his method.

"It's no fun to blow up, but not now, maybe many years from now, before he dies of old age. ”

When it comes to the topic, people who are used to Zhang Nan's whimsical thinking know that don't ask too much at this time, it will naturally be clear when the time comes: he is always very reasonable.

After two more days in Zamboanga, a SCHOTT 360 regional airliner was chartered on the 26th, and a two-and-a-half-hour flight took before arriving at a small airport near Calapan on the island of Mindoro.

There's no need to transfer cars from Manila to Batangas and then take one of the smaller ferries in the Philippines that look ready to capsize.

Convenient, but not fast – the SCHOTT-360 has a modest cruising speed, and for a long range, it is less than 350 km/h.

But that's the only way to do it, otherwise it's useless to bring in your own Gulfstream - the airfield on Mindoro isn't designed for jets at all!

Less than 70 kilometers from the airport to the port of Calera, a minibus and three off-road vehicles drove for two and a half hours before arriving at their destination: "United Forces" got a piece of land on the island, saying that it was going to develop a golf course, next to the primeval jungle.

As long as the local government has the money, it doesn't matter if you build a golf course or a golf ball, whatever!

Fortunately, the boundless primeval forest has become the back garden of the "golf course", and the nearest settlements in front are almost 3 kilometers away, and there are still forests blocking it.

As long as there is a roadblock on the simple road leading from the port to the "golf course", Zhang Nan and these people can do whatever they want inside!

Most of the semi-modular movable barracks at the base on Mount Pinatubo in Luzon have been transported here, long power lines have been pulled up, and 6-ton small excavators have also been brought in.

Excavators are not used to dig up treasures, they are used to level the land - since the nominal purpose is to build a golf course, there must be some construction machinery that is not.

There is also a Bell 205 helicopter on site, which is the main force of transport from the forest.

After a late lunch at the construction site, I'm ready to head out into the jungle.

With a helicopter, a vacant ground has been created in the depths of the forest area that allows helicopters to take off and land, which makes Zhang Nan think of some Vietnam War movies, which is exciting enough!

The second group entered, and when they landed, Thomas and Kwan Xingquan were already waiting with people.

With the cover of the jungle, and because of the terrain, unless an aircraft flies over the head, the take-off and landing fields will not be detected, let alone the excavation points under the jungle.

After getting off the plane and looking at the situation nearby, Zhang Nan asked the two super big guys on the side: "Why, there is nothing strange so far?"

I remember the surprise of Brother Mark when he saw the gold bricks that had been dug up in Zamboanga City.

The underground treasure house in the Long Island Estate is the owner's treasure, and the two brothers just visited it, but after arriving in the Philippines, they have a bit of Indiana Jones flavor.

This will be even more.

Just now on the helicopter, this younger brother Thomas Jacob couldn't help but poke his head out of the helicopter and look around, after all, he was young.

This Bell 205 dismantled the hatches of the crew cabin and hung two anti-fall nets on both sides.

Hearing the boss's words, Jacob smiled slightly embarrassed and said, "Boss, you are a magical person, we don't have to think about anything else, just watch."

Besides, Mr. Jackson said that when we need to exert effort this time, we will talk less and work more. ”

Clever.

"We're looking for the treasures looted by the little devils during World War II, if you don't understand, ask the old man when we're free. Your boss and I like to hunt for treasures, and this time it is estimated that when you make a difference, don't complain when you are tired. ”

Brother Mark grinned and showed a terrifying smile - he was not afraid to be a bull, he had to make great efforts, and he was 100% a treasure found, which is a great thing!

Thomas Jackson said that there will be money, there will be good cars, there will be estates... How did it come about?

If the boss finds a large treasure, he will always give a reward of tens of thousands of dollars, right?

The two brothers have never seen the world, and they don't know what kind of treasure they will face, and they think too simply - if it is like the underground warehouse in the manor, will Zhang Nan only give tens of thousands of dollars as pocket money?

There are barely walkable paths in the woods, and a creek ends with a simple wooden bridge made of a few logs. Paul and Jobble were on the opposite side, and they could see a cement pit mouth that had been simply cleaned.

As soon as he crossed the bridge, Zhang Nan asked Paul, "Are there any crocodiles nearby?"

When they first came here, they almost got a crocodile skin to send back to the proprietress of the propriet, and Zhang Nan hated that kind of reptile very much, so he asked this question.

Paul and Jobble had been here the day before yesterday and arrived yesterday morning, so the situation was a little more familiar.

As a result, Paul tilted his head, "Not yet, boss." ”

It's good if you don't have it for a while, this is the jungle, and the crocodiles aren't the most scary! Those poisonous insects and mosquitoes are the big trouble!

The entrance to the cave had been briefly cleaned, with a small generator just inside the mouth of the tunnel, and as soon as you walked in, it was brightly lit, and not far away was the cement gate that Paul and Jobor had mentioned.

Before Zhang Nan arrived, none of the guys who built the "golf course" dared to break through this barrier, otherwise one would accidentally kill the whole family!

The boss is generous, but no one below dares to take something that doesn't belong to him, and he will die if he takes something that doesn't belong to him!

Zhang Nan picked up an eight-pound hammer by the door and knocked on the gate, feeling quite strong. Seeing the boss's movements, Qiu Bo on the side said: "Boss, according to the previous situation of encountering chemical munitions, I recommend using a pickaxe and a welding torch for the steel bars inside, which is safer." ”

Then use an air pick, a doorside compressor, a wind pick, a dust mask, and so on.

As for who will use it...

Brother Mark volunteered - the two had done all kinds of manual work since they were teenagers in order to fill their stomachs, and this pickaxe was very familiar.

Two bodyguards, or two qualified blue-collar construction workers!

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