The next day, dark clouds began to cover the skies over Marseille from the early hours of the morning, and strong sea breezes from the Mediterranean swept in the harbor, blowing the boats in the harbor, the flags on the buildings and the trees along the streets.

However, in such a bad weather, before dawn in the morning, Anderson, senior director of the foreign aid and liaison department of the British MI6, came to the room of a high-end hotel on the seaside of Marseille, and nodded slightly to the people in the room with the courtesy of a British gentleman, and then walked up to his old friend Brown, and the latest defense newspaper he handed over glanced at it a few lines.

Then there was a subtle indifferent smile on his face, and then with a "bang~~", he threw the newspaper in his hand on the coffee table in front of him, and his fair face flashed a trace of disdain, and then glanced at Brown, who was unusually ugly not far away, pointed to the newspaper on the coffee table, shrugged his shoulders at Brown, and said with a little complaint:

"My dear Mr. Brown, the big thing you are talking about will not be this report, I think it should be no problem to settle such a tabloid with your ability, why do you have to find me from the UAE thousands of miles away, could it be that there is a guy behind them that even you can't shake Mr. Brown?"

"That's true!" Brown nodded, but then his already haggard face became even more ugly, "But now it's not the report itself, it's the Iraqi side."

"What's wrong with the Iraqi side?" Before Brown could finish speaking, Anderson's blue pupils couldn't help but froze, he received an urgent telegram from Brown yesterday evening, and flew from the UAE to Marseille overnight, and he was really angry when he saw the defense newspaper that had just been published. But that's nothing to a seasoned agent.

After hearing the word Iraq from Brown's mouth, Anderson was a little uneasy, knowing that Anderson's arms sales in Iraq had been planned for a long time and had gone to great lengths to snatch them from the teeth of the Soviet Union, the United States, France, and other military powers.

But the Soviet Union, as the other pole of the world, was not so easy to talk about. But Anderson still used his ingenuity and strong hand to squeeze out the Soviet Union unknowingly, and won the new appointment and favor of the Saddam regime in Iraq, but he didn't expect Brown to explain what was reported, but instead mentioned Iraq, which made Anderson have an ominous premonition in his heart, and then continued noncommittally:

"Can't they stand the pressure to cancel the deal unilaterally?"

"The Iraqi side has not given us any verbal or written explanation, but," Anderson's gloomy face eased a little as he listened to Brown's first sentence. The eyes softened, but the turn of a "but" made the moment of relaxation disappear instantly, and the clouds between the eyebrows and eyes were again cloudy at the same time, and at the same time, a layer of nervousness could not help but be added, and then before Brown finished speaking, Anderson took the lead and asked anxiously:

"But what? What did the Iraqi side say?"

"The delegation sent by the Iraqi side has suddenly returned home!" Brown's blue eyes showed a trace of regret, but more of an indescribable resentment, which was not loud, but it was just enough to be heard clearly in the room, but his quiet words made Anderson startled. Then he walked up to Brown, looked at Brown with wide eyes, and asked sharply:

"I've returned home. How could they go back home?"

"We don't know the specific situation, but since they are in such a hurry to return home, the result is naturally obvious!" Brown had a wry smile on his face, and shook his head helplessly: "They suddenly started packing up and preparing to leave near midnight last night, I quickly ran over to inquire about the situation after receiving the news, Hussein only said that it was an order from Baghdad, and he didn't know the specifics." Then I hurriedly packed up and left quickly."

Before Brown could finish his words, Anderson sat down on the sofa behind him like a depth charge, and a trace of confusion flashed in his blue eyes, but this blankness only stayed in his eyes for a moment. Immediately covered by the cold like the Arctic ice cap, he raised his eyes and stared directly at Brown who was standing directly opposite:

"Mr. Brown, what is going on, I don't believe that a single unsubstantiated report can ruin months of hard work, let alone that a few casual words from a Chinese named Lu Jiadong scared Iraq, which is known as the king of the Middle East, into a fright!"

"I have already explained in the telegram the origin of most things, if any important information is missed, it is only about the French intelligence agency Foreign Security Directorate behind this defense newspaper has not been explained, of course, as you said, just a few words from the Chinese can not make it so bad, but think about the beneficiaries can not see the black hand behind the scenes, you must know that this time China's newly established Hanli Technology Co., Ltd. also made a lot of profits." When Brown spoke of China, his already ugly face became gloomy again, and even his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, which made people shudder:

In fact, it is no wonder that Brown will hate China Hanli Company and Lu Jiadong to the core, just when he and Hussein were chased by the reporter and fled, Lu Jiadong began to use his excellent eloquence and strong marketing skills to carry out an extremely successful introduction and promotion of Chinese-made weapons and equipment to merchants from all countries around the surrounding countries, and there were three countries that signed contracts on the spot, and there were five or six more who intended to sign contracts.

Although the equipment purchased by these countries is nothing more than the Type 78 assault rifle, light automatic grenade launcher and other light weapons, but the number of countries that have ordered is large and the total number is large, so they recorded sales of nearly 30 million US dollars on the same day, and some industry peers even exclaimed that yesterday was a veritable "China Day".

It's just that Brown was angry and annoyed when he heard the news, if he hadn't dragged Hussein, the reporters of the defense newspaper, and a kind of other related personnel to find fault. That is, it will not let Hanli Company make 30 million US dollars, and it is impossible for the so-called "China Day" to appear, but it is too late to think about anything, and can only watch the bitter fruit of stealing chicken and rice into the stomach.

What Brown didn't expect was that the "China Day" he created was just the fuse of a series of incidents, and within a few hours, one bombshell after another exploded one after another. First of all, the backing of the defense newspaper was too big for Brown to settle down, and the column written by the reporter that day was faxed to Paris, and the major radio stations and evening newspapers in Paris in the evening publicized the reports that Britain had sold weapons and equipment to Iraq in violation of United Nations resolutions.

It didn't take long for Hussein in Iraq to come with the news that there was an order from Baghdad to let them return to China immediately.

His aides hurriedly sent him a telegram from CIA Deputy Director Miller. Demanding that Britain and Brown's United Technologies Company completely withdraw from the Iraqi arms market, otherwise the consequences will be serious, looking at this telegram from the American allies, which is quite meaningful, Brown was completely dumbfounded.

He never thought that Miller in the United States would send such a telegram, so he didn't care to dissuade Hussein from running to the British Consulate in Marseille, France, and using the contact information he had agreed with Miller in advance to dial the other party's phone to think about it, but no matter how hard Brown took the trouble to make the call, the United States on the other side of the ocean seemed to be disconnected, and no one answered.

Miller's phone didn't go through, though. The phone calls of the British government's minister in charge of military affairs, relevant officials of the Ministry of Defense, and the executive president and chairman of United Technologies Corporation chased to the British consulate in Marseille, and several bigwigs scolded Brown on the phone. Even from a distance of thousands of kilometers, Brown seemed to be able to feel the spit of several bigwigs, and the stars sprayed his face, so that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and quickly turn into it, and evaporated from this world.

When he returned to his room, Brown seemed to be a different person, completely missing his shrewd, capable and confident appearance, but becoming a decadent and unmotivated loser, although he looked painless on the outside, but on the inside he was overwhelmed by a series of bombshells. As his mind kept repeating the crude words of the British government, the military, and the United Technologies bosses, Brown couldn't help but think of resigning.

But the thought only stayed in his heart for a brief moment, and in an instant a pair of magic hands tore the thought to pieces, and as the thought of retreating disappeared into the endless darkness, a thick resentment took over Brown's entire body. Why did those bombs go off? Why did they lose so badly in just a few dozen hours? Was it an unexpected coincidence that all the major powers went into battle in unison and wantonly dismantled Taiwan?

Brave, calm, unexpected, and sure to hit a blow, Brown has only the impression of the young Chinese who always has a faint but confident smile, and no one will have such motives except him, let alone such wisdom, and he did not come to Marseille simply to sell weapons and equipment but to carry out revenge.

You must know that just over a month ago, with his direct participation, the arms sales between China and Iran were completely destroyed, and this time China also interrupted the process of arms sales between Britain and Iraq with the same old tricks, and the specific planner and implementer was none other than the young Chinese man whom he had always despised very much, but made him pay a heavy price every time - Lu Jiadong!

Thinking of this, Brown's heart suddenly rose with rage, and an extremely strong revenge mentality was deeply embedded in his face like a carving knife, making Brown's already ugly face even more ugly, and this mentality not only made him ugly but also made him excited, so that he didn't even doze off for a whole night, and his mind quickly considered the next possible revenge plans, even in the face of his friend Anderson at this time, Brown's mind still did not stop for a moment:

"At that time, you may not be able to contact you on the plane, so you don't know what happened next, but in any case, I always feel that this is inseparable from China, just like we completely destroyed China's arms sales to Iran in Singapore, and this time China used the same method to apply to us, it should be said that whether it is motive or resentment or other aspects, it is all directed at China!"

"This" After listening to Brown's account of what happened in the past ten hours, and then looking at his friend who hated China so much, Anderson's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and gradually twisted into a small mountain at the center of his eyebrows, he didn't expect that the matter would be so serious anyway, to be honest, Anderson at this time was not angry, you must know how much time and energy it took to get Iraq, but Brown's reckless show was completely turned into a mess, and he saw that his hard work was in vain。

Because of this, at this moment, Anderson kicked Brown away, and then exploded the heart of the heart, if you know the famous saying that you are not afraid of a god-like opponent, you are afraid of a pig-like teammate, 100% will bow down to the explanator of this famous saying, but no matter what, as a calm and excellent agent, Anderson is not a person who will only complain about his duties when he encounters problems.

It's more about how to solve the impossible things satisfactorily, plus Brown has been his friend for many years, and the two have a lot of happy cooperation in arms sales, so even though Anderson was very angry at Brown's rash behavior, he lowered the fire and pressed down, but even so, Anderson's eyes had already become cold and indifferent when he looked at Brown.

It wasn't only a long time before Brown looked pale and embarrassed, and Anderson was about to speak, but before his lips could be moved, the door suddenly opened, and one of his assistants hurriedly walked in, and then handed a telegram to Anderson, Anderson took the telegram and looked at it, and then got up from the sofa in a moment, and his face became even more pale (to be continued......

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