"Can anyone tell me where did David get the money to buy the helicopter?"

Inside the presidential palace in Lusaka, Chiluba asked with a roar.

Unfortunately, no one could answer him.

Both the Minister of Finance and the Secretary of Defense wanted to know where David got the money to buy the helicopter.

"Da Da ....."

The sound of gunfire came faintly.

Government forces and rebels in Chiluba have been fighting for a whole week.

Despite the favorable terrain occupied by the government forces, Chiluba's soldiers did not have much of the upper hand under the fire of several military helicopters on the opposing side.

What annoyed Chiluba the most was that he had fired tens of millions of bullets, but he had not killed even a hundred rebel enemies.

Every bullet is money.

But Chiluba can't help it.

On a conventional battlefield, an average of 40,000 rounds of ammunition can kill one person.

But that refers to elite units that have undergone professional military training.

These government troops in Chiluba's hands naturally cannot be compared with the elite troops between the major powers.

Tens of millions of bullets, being able to kill dozens of people is already very good.

Hell, though.

David's rebels had several helicopters in them.

Under the suppression of aerial fire, the government forces in Chiluba suffered heavy losses.

And that's not all, in addition to the suppression of helicopter fire, David's rebels also had terrible gunmen.

In the last week's firefight, the snipers who only shoot cold guns have caused Chiluba's government forces to lose hundreds of elites.

These elites are the real power of Chiluba to rule Zambia.

After losing a lot of elites, Chiluba is not without gains.

He had found out that David had hired a large number of Foreign Legions from somewhere to help him in the war.

This is also where Chiluba worries the most.

Those foreign mercenaries are called war dogs, and as long as they are paid, they can help anyone fight.

On top of that, those mercenaries have strong fighting qualities.

More than 90 percent of Chiluba's elite troops were shot by the mercenaries.

Otherwise, with the rebels organized by David, it would not have been possible to fight all the way to Lusaka.

"Bang...."

Chiluba slapped the table.

Because of the exertion, the fat on his face also trembled.

Chiluba scolded.

"Damn David, this is our own war in Zambia, how can he ask mercenaries to ......"

"Boom....".

A howitzer suddenly exploded above the building of the presidential palace.

Under the huge impact, countless dust dropped.

After the dust fell, everyone who was attending the meeting became discouraged.

This time, everyone couldn't sit still.

If this continues, perhaps the regime will be taken away by David's rebels.

"Mr. President, since David can ask for mercenaries, we can also ask for help, but he is unprincipled. ”

"What's your idea?"

"Didn't the Chinese help us build the railway, and we can ask the Chinese to help us win this war. ”

At the suggestion of the finance minister, Chiluba went into a thunderstorm.

He pointed at the Minister of Finance and scolded angrily.

"You idiot, what do you think those Chinese people are good things, how can they really help us, they want to steal our wealth. ”

"Even if they want to steal our wealth, if we lose our dominance, there will be nothing. ”

"Don't daydream, it's impossible for China to participate in an internal war like ours, if China dares to help us, the Americans will help David, and when the time comes, all of us will become cannon fodder. ”

"So what to do, if we continue to fight like this, if we lose, it will be completely finished. ”

"Didn't David hire mercenaries, we can also hire mercenaries, isn't that French mercenary army cultivating in our territory, we can ask them to help us. ”

"You mean Darkwater International, which helped Angola win the war a few months ago?"

"That's right, it's them, since they can help Angola, if we give money, they can help us, these wild dogs only recognize money and not people. ”

“………”

Three months ago, there was a serious military uprising in Angola.

In order to suppress the rebels, the Angolan government forces won the war internationally with the help of French mercenaries.

During that war, one of the second-tier contractors under the mercenary organization gained fame.

Contractor, is a title.

It refers to a mercenary organization that contracts a certain area or a certain task in the battlefield.

In essence, they still belong to mercenaries.

Because it is close to the awarding and contracting of contracts in economic construction, it has this name.

Angola is a first-class contractor, and the mercenary organization that undertakes the mercenary task is a first-class contractor.

When the first-level contractor sends out the assignment, the second-level contractor is the second-level contractor.

This contracting and awarding can be extended indefinitely.

Mercenaries are also people, and mercenaries also have to support their families.

So generally speaking, when any contractor contracts a task, the purpose is to make money.

But the weird thing is that there is a second-level contractor called Darkwater International under the first-level contractor, which doesn't seem to be there to make money at all.

The individual device in this mercenary is simply more luxurious than the equipment of American GIs.

The equipment on each person's body adds up to almost more than 100,000 US dollars.

The price of a specially made night vision device is 20,000 US dollars, and the price of a bulletproof vest and special operations uniform has also reached tens of thousands of US dollars.

The boots they wore were Magnum boots, and a pair of boots alone cost nearly $2,000.

Coupled with a variety of guns, daggers, backpacks and other combat tools, it is simply a luxury warehouse that can move.

Even the world's top Barrett sniper rifle, Darkwater, is equipped, and it costs $10,000.

Adding up to the total of zeros, Darkwater International's individual equipment is close to 100,000 US dollars, which is a staggering figure.

Mercenaries risk their lives to fight, not to make a living.

Never before has a mercenary unit been equipped with such luxurious equipment.

Normally, a top-level mercenary organization is already good to be able to have tens of thousands of dollars of equipment.

Even the equipment of the U.S. Navy SEALs is nothing more than that.

But this Darkwater International is good, and every member of the team is equipped with luxurious equipment that makes people blush.

Fighting a war is a very expensive thing, and after a small battle, you have to kill a lot of silver.

With the commission brought by the second-tier contractor at one time, it is really hard to imagine how Darkwater International can make money.

However, value for money is not just empty words.

Luxurious equipment brings terrifying combat power.

During the Angolan riots, the contracting task was completed in just one week in the area contracted by Darkwater International.

Darkwater International, on the other hand, only lost a dozen people.

With a force of several hundred men, they defeated ten times the rebel army.

This terrifying combat power has made this unknown second-level contractor rise like a comet.

Despite its lack of international fame, Darkwater International has gained a great reputation in the mercenary community and military areas of East Africa.

After the political situation in Angola stabilized, Darkwater International entered Zambian territory for temporary repairs.

As the ruler of one side, Chiluba naturally knew about this.

When Darkwater International entered the country, Chiluba immediately sent people to closely monitor it.

However, Chiluba didn't target Darkwater International.

Mercenaries have mercenary rules, and if they are not hired, they will not take the initiative to attack a country's regime.

On the East African continent, a large number of mercenaries enter the country every year.

There are already unwritten rules in hiring and being employed.

What's more, the purpose of mercenaries is to make money, and when there is no conflict of interest, there will be no conflict with the local armed forces.

In a foreign hotel in Lusaka, the upper three floors were temporarily chartered by the international mercenary organization Darkwater International.

This is the place where Darkwater International temporarily settles down to recuperate.

In a makeshift office, He Tianya was repairing his nails with a military dagger.

In just one year, He Tianya is like a different person.

After a long period of running outside, his already slightly darkened complexion appeared even darker.

On his very ordinary face, there was a long scar.

It was cut out of a stone that had been blasted by a rocket during the Angolan war.

Wearing only a vest, his body is also covered with scars.

One of the round scars is deeply imprinted on the right side of the back.

It was left behind by a rifle bullet.

In the midst of war, a real man can grow the most.

The scarred muscles made He Tianya look a completely different kind of wildness from the past.

Eyes as sharp as a blade, with an indescribable aura of fierceness.

However, the current He Tianya is not as fierce and furious as usual.

He was leaning back in his chair and shaving his nails with a military dagger, and he was crooked around his neck with a satellite phone talking about something.

The face with a scar occasionally showed a faint smile.

In his eyes, he was very different from his usual coldness, and a warm smile flashed from time to time.

"Black chicks are as good as black chicks, you idiot knows a fart, that ass, tsk...... It's fat and bouncy...."

"Of course, I have to bring it, I'm not a stallion, the children and grandchildren of the Lao He family belong to the Chinese country, how can I just sow seeds into this black ball-like place." ”

"Haha..... let me tell you, two, two black girls I can settle, last night those two black girls cried and begged me to let them go, even willing to pay for it. ”

“….”

"I guess they're going to come to me in the near future, and if they don't, I'm going to throw another howitzer at their heads. ”

"Well, it's all under my control now....."

"Bang....", there was a knock on the door.

After that, He Tianya's guard Wu Dalong walked in.

"Commander, Chiluba has sent someone. ”

He Tianya waved his hand at Wu Dalong, signaling that he understood.

After Wu Dalong went out, he continued on the phone.

"Cao Cao Cao is here, those guys finally can't sit still......."

"Two thousand dollars? I think two million is a lot. ”

"I'm black? I didn't learn from you. ”

"Then do you want to kill David by the way, that idiot is just hopeless. ”

"Okay, I know, the whole Rory of the big man is so good, you are not annoying. ”

"Alright, I understand what you mean, don't worry, I'll go out and meet the people of Chiluba now. ”

Then there was a long silence.

He Tianya didn't hang up the phone, but he didn't make a sound, and the other end of the phone didn't make a sound.

I don't know how long it has been, but suddenly a deep voice came out of the phone.

"Come back alive ......"

Just four words, a very short sentence.

But this short sentence made He Tianya seem very impatient, and he scolded and hung up the phone casually.

However, after hanging up the phone, He Tianya suddenly smiled again.

He cursed under his breath.

"This guy really doesn't look like a man anymore, and it's really annoying to twist and pinch. ”

It's just scolding, but the smile on He Tianya's face is becoming more and more obvious.

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