|.| It wasn't until the ferry stopped at an improvised pier and a group of soldiers in camouflage uniforms came out that Banjo understood that this was not a resort, but a barracks.

Under the leadership of the soldiers, he walked into the low and sturdy barracks deep in the woods, and Banjo was even more determined in his thoughts, but Liang Yong did not explain to him, but asked people to arrange for him to live in a room, and he took Jin Qiaoqiao and the others to the women's quarters, and he had no intention of discussing business.

It wasn't until the next morning, when a sharp-eyed white officer returned with a group of fierce-looking soldiers, and Liang Yong went into the conference room with the officer and muttered for a while, that someone came over to ask Banjo for a meeting.

Banjo entered the conference room and found that Liang Yong, Xiao Ling, and Ruan Linghua were all there. The white officer sat next to Liang Yong with the style of a master.

Liang Yong beckoned to Banjo and said, "Banjo is sitting on my side, this is Colonel Feshenko, and he is the supreme commander of this base." Turning to Feshenko, he said, "Bandrokanu, Venerable King Samya."

"Hello." Banjo greeted Feshenko politely, opened his arms to give an African brother's hug, he knew some English, simple communication himself said, complex needs Liang to interpret.

"Hello." Feshenko coldly stretched out his left hand to shake Ban Zhuo's answer, not very enthusiastic, and his body was full of a fierce murderous aura.

After everyone sat down, Liang Yong began to introduce in detail, and after listening to Liang Yong's introduction, Ban Zhuo knew that Liang Yong was hiring a mercenary corps for himself. The current Feshenko in front of him was the leader of the most famous wolf mercenary group in South Asia, and he had 2,000 mercenary troops with rich combat experience.

However, the commission for hiring this unit is not low; the commission for ordinary soldiers is 500 M gold per day; the commission for officers is doubled or several times greater; the purchase and loss of weapons and equipment is calculated separately; a 2,000-strong army consumes at least 50 million M gold per month.

When Banjo heard this, he looked sad and said pitifully, "Dear Great Master, Samya really needs this strong allied army, but where do we get such a large sum of money to pay, even if we come up with 1 million, it will be difficult."

Liang Yong signaled him to calm down and said calmly: "I have already considered this, I know that Samya can't afford a huge amount of military spending, I have discussed it repeatedly with Colonel Feshenko before, and he has decided to collect only one-tenth of the military budget for the time being, and you can pay the rest of the military expenses in batches."

"But we can't afford 5 million." Banjo is still in a dilemma.

"You can rest assured of this, I have already raised this money for you, and it is all donated by Chinese businessmen with a conscience free of charge. We in China have always attached great importance to our friendship with our African brothers. Beam with explanation.

"Ah, that's great, thank you, brothers, Huaxia, and I promise that Samya will open the door to invest and do business after he returns to China." Ban Zhuo was overjoyed when he heard this, and he was so excited that he grabbed Liang Yong's hand and shook violently.

"Let you pay in installments on a condition. You will first listen to my conditions before deciding. Our mercenary group has always planned to build a base in Africa, but the land provided by those countries in the past is not very ideal, and it has been delayed. Mr. Liang has vigorously recommended Samya to me this time, saying that the products there are abundant and the water and transportation are convenient, so we feel that it is okay to build a base there, so I give you such preferential conditions. I will pay the military expenses in advance to fight for you. We only need the Samya government to set aside a piece of land for us as a base, we can use that land freely, you cannot interfere, of course, the sovereignty is still yours, and a lease contract is signed every 50 yearsWe're going to pay you a lot of rent." Feshenko's cold voice came, still without any emotion, and it was not like a negotiation, but like an order.

Banjo is insightful and knows what it means to rent a military base. Most powerful countries in the world have built a large number of military bases overseas. to achieve control over the surrounding areas; although this is a bit humiliating and humiliating, but for weak and small countries, it is a good way to protect themselves; military bases are built in the country, and they can still charge a lot of rent every year; garrisons here can also increase consumption and jobs, and it is also of great help to promote local economic development.

But Banjo also understands a truth.It's easy to ask God.It's hard to send God.Now it's a lot of benefits to agreeing to the wolf mercenaries to settle in.But if there is a conflict in the future, it's not so easy to send them away.Don't make the front door turn away the wolf and the back door to enter the tiger.After thinking for a while, he asked, "I don't know if you need to rent that land."

Feshenko beckoned a soldier to come in, put a map of the march on the table, and it was a map of Samya. Feshenko pointed to a bay and said, "I want Sam Bay and the surrounding area of 30 kilometers, and I will give you a million rents a year, and after five years, the rent will increase by 10 percent. We will take care of all the investments in the infrastructure and other investments, and we will compensate the white surnames who have been expropriated."

Banjo looked at the place, and half of the big stone fell in his heart.Sam Bay was not a good place.To the south of the Holy Mountain.The land was sparsely populated and swampy.Further south was the Gobi Desert and the Great Desert.It had always been a wild place in Samya.Only the nomadic tribes would visit it for two months every autumn.

Feshenko chose it as a military base, which had almost no effect on the Principality of Samya, but had an additional free gatekeeper to the south, and Samya was close to the sea, and outside of the limited land area, the other three sides were deserts, and these habitable lands were bounded by sacred mountains, and the north was rich and developed, occupying ninety percent of the country's land area, and the south was wild and backward, and the natural conditions were harsh, and it was never taken seriously.

Although he was secretly happy in his heart, Banjo still pretended to groan, and after thinking for a while, he said vaguely: "I think this proposal will be fine, but the final decision is up to me to go back and discuss with everyone to determine whether the general can send troops back to Samya with me first."

After listening to Liang's translation, Feshenko's face sank and he was obviously unhappy, and he slapped the table and said, "I don't like your attitude of procrastination and prevarication.

A slap shook Banjo's face and changed dramatically.He looked at Liang with a pleading face.Only then did he remember that he was just a king in distress.Without Liang's help.He was not even as good as a beggar.How could he be qualified to negotiate with others.It was not that they did not seek help from other countries.But Africa's allies, the European and American tycoons, were not interested in the barren Samya, and they were reluctant to spend huge financial resources to help this small land.

151 Kanshu.com .