In the old port of Marseille, on the hill to the left of the Rivo-Navo quay, the famous Notre-Dame de Jurdes stands on the hill, and standing in the esplanade here, you can not only hear the echoing gospel songs of Notre-Dame, as well as the sound of prayers, but also the whole old port of Marseille.

The clear blue sky is endless, the calm sea is refreshing, the side of the harbor is lined with exquisite and gorgeous private yachts and small sailboats, the nearby houses and buildings are stacked on top of each other, coupled with the leisurely rhythm of life of the French people who are used to enjoying on the street, with the constant sound of prayers and prayers in his ears, Lu Jiadong suddenly feels like he is in a blessed land by the railing of the Marina Square.

"Knock~~Knock~~Knock~~" Just when Lu Jiadong was indulging in the superb scenery in front of him, the big bell on the bell tower of Notre Dame Juld rang on time, accompanied by a crisp and rhythmic bell, a flock of white doves rose from the bell tower and circled lightly around the roof of Notre Dame.

At this time, the atmosphere in the church played again, the choir children's singing and the hymn of God instantly sounded in the whole Notre Dame Cathedral, accompanied by the flight of flocks of white doves, so that the whole Notre Dame de Juld Cathedral was reflected in the sacred halo, seeing this scene, Lu Jiadong couldn't help but take off the toad mirror in front of him, squinted his eyes and quietly listened to the duet sonata of the song and the pigeon.

"Is God's song good?"

A pure Hebrew phrase pulled Lu Jiadong back to reality from the pure and ethereal hymn, and then opened his eyes and looked not far away at a well-cut casual suit, with a shiny three-seven hair, and a white face with a wicked smile on his white face, walking briskly.

Seeing this, Lu Jiadong raised his arm and looked at his watch, the hands had just crossed ten o'clock local time. I couldn't help but shake my head slightly, and smiled at Blomberg, who came to him, and said:

"I've been listening to singing here for forty-eight hours, and as soon as I heard the best song, God sent you down!"

"I can't help it!" At this time, Blomberg also took off the toad glasses, his unruly eyes flashed with grievances, and he shrugged his shoulders with his hands and said helplessly:

"Who made God look at the dust of Marseille too much. It's raining for two days and it's going to take a show!"

In the past two days, due to the impact of abnormal weather, Marseille has been raining heavily for two days, for the sake of safety, Marseille International Airport was temporarily closed, and hundreds of flights were forced to cancel, so that Blomberg, who was originally going to come to France to meet with Lu Jiadong two days ago, had to wait for two more days, and did not fly from New York to Marseille until last night.

"The rain was really heavy. But is the dust really washed away?"

"Isn't it?" the evil smile on Blomberg's face flashed again, and then he walked to Lu Jiadong's side, leaned his hands against the blue-gray stone pillar railing, and continued:

"At least squeeze them out of Iraq!"

As soon as Blomberg's words fell, Lu Jiadong's eyebrows twisted slightly: "Even so, there is no place for us to interfere in this market like a mountain of gold, so not only is it meaningless for you to spend so much effort, but the gains outweigh the losses!"

"Who said I put a lot of effort into it?" a sly look flashed in Blomberg's eyes, but Lu Jiadong was slightly stunned. Then he asked suspiciously:

"It didn't take much effort? Then why is the British United Technology Corporation like a wounded old horse, desperately bitten by a bunch of wolves?"

"That's not like they're going too far. There are too many people who have offended, and I just gently pushed it behind my back" Before Lu Jiadong finished speaking, Blomberg's face flashed with a gloating smile, just as he said that in order to expand the share of its own weapons and equipment in the world arms market and rebuild the glory of the empire on which the sun never set, the British government, the military and the major arms companies can be said to have done everything.

In particular, the United Technologies Corporation of the United Kingdom relies on a strong government background. Taking the Iran-Iraq war, which attracted the attention of arms dealers all over the world, the British United Technology Corporation first took advantage of the fact that Blomberg had no time to take care of anything else in order to complete the Mossad mission, and then sabotaged the arms sales between China and Iran through various means. Thus determining a huge share in Iran.

However, the British were not satisfied with expanding their territory in the Iranian market, but set their sights on Iraq, which was the traditional arms sales market of the Soviet Union. The French arms dealers also have very real interests in it, but the British, who have gone crazy for the dollar and the market, don't care about this, and take the remnants of the British Empire to make great strides in Iraq, and after some open and secret fighting, this old imperialist country has indeed seized a place, but in this way, the people who should be offended have also offended this group of British people:

"It's not that the Soviet Union, the United States, and France don't want to react, but because they can't be put on the table, and secondly, there is no suitable opportunity, but I didn't expect that a report published in France two days ago made the arms sales between Britain and Iraq public, which of those military powers is not a vicious wolf that eats meat and does not spit out bones, since it smells this smell of blood, how can there be a reason to let it go, so it is not enough to attack it in groups, and I just made a few phone calls and passed on two news to people who should know!"

The more Blomberg spoke, the more energetic he became, and the schadenfreude smile became stronger and stronger, after being put behind the back by the British United Technology Company, Blomberg, who was by no means a good type, did not want to be ashamed all the time, because of this, even if he didn't see the British United Technology almost fall apart like he did a few months ago, but it was very pleasant to see it being disgraced.

However, compared with Blomberg's cheerfulness, Lu Jiadong's slightly tightened brows tightened to the middle a few times unconsciously, and he felt that something was not quite right in his heart, and Blomberg, who was standing next to him, saw Lu Jiadong looking preoccupied, and couldn't help touching his good friend with his arm:

"What do you think, Lou. You don't come to Notre-Dame and have the compassion of a priest who wants to forgive those demons, but I remind you that the focus this time is not to talk about Iraq, but to prepare for a storm bigger than cutting off British arms sales to Iraq, and to regain all that we have lost in one fell swoop. Now that the deadline is running out, you should take that kindness of yours!"

Blomberg's words were a little ridiculous, and it can be seen that Britain's expulsion from the Iraqi market made this ace agent who is usually very good at showing his emotions, a well-known international arms broker and independent arms dealer, happy from the bottom of his heart, but his joy did not infect Lu Jiadong who was standing beside him, but made his brows gradually squeeze into two meat bumps:

"David, don't you think it's too much of a coincidence between Britain and Iraq!"

"Coincidence?" Hearing Lu Jiadong's words, Blomberg couldn't help but pause, but then a bright smile appeared on his face again:

"If it does seem to others that there are some coincidences. But when you think about it, it makes sense, you must know that the Soviet Union, the United States, France and even Sweden in Northern Europe have been staring at Britain for a long time!"

"That's why I feel so wrong!" Lu Jiadong turned his face to Blomberg's side, and there was a deep gaze in his black pupils:

"Since these military-industrial powers have been staring at Britain for a long time, they can't tolerate the British nonsense with their character of eating meat and not spitting out bones, why can't they put up with it for so long, but they do it at this time!"

"Why did you choose this time to do it?" Looking at Lu Jiadong's deep eyes and frowning brows, Blomberg couldn't help but repeat. It's just that he couldn't figure out what was going on even if he wanted to, so he smiled helplessly at Lu Jiadong and said:

"Lou. What do you see, please make your words clear for God's sake!"

"You just said that you took this opportunity to contact relevant stakeholders after getting a report from France, but the cause of that report was triggered by an incident at the booth of the company at that time" In this regard, Lu Jiadong told the story of the provocation that Brown came to the booth of the company a few days ago, in fact, since Lu Jiadong forced Brown and Hussein to retreat, Lu Jiadong did not take the matter to heart.

But the next day, when he saw the detailed report about the secret arms sales between Britain and Iraq. Lu Jiadong felt that something was wrong, you must know that there was nothing to ask with the reporter's questioning, but the report called for words, and made all the core secrets between Britain and Iraq public, and even the number of related transactions was extremely accurate. Immediately hearing that Britain had been completely driven out of the Iraqi arms market, Lu Jiadong did not know that the British had fallen into a trap set by others in advance.

However, although Lu Jiadong saw that it was a trap, he felt that even if the relevant reports had something to do with Britain's complete expulsion from Iraq, it was not very related, because in his opinion, even if Britain was in decline now, the legacy of old imperialism was still there, and how to deal with the media was not a difficult task for these British gentlemen.

As for being kicked out of the Iraqi market, it looks more like being forced to quit under unbearable pressure, but it is not clear who Lu Jiadong is, so Lu Jiadong, who is curious, specially sent a coded telegram to his old friend Blomberg, and the reply he got was very simple: a capital English letter "Y", which means "Yes", which means that Blomberg admitted that he was involved in this matter.

In this regard, Lu Jiadong only sighed secretly that Blomberg was really revengeful, but fortunately, it would not be long before this seemingly unruly guy would come to France to negotiate with him about the Iranian market, thinking that it would be better to ask in person at that time, so Lu Jiadong did not ask about the specific situation.

But when Lu Jiadong heard Blomberg say that he was just following the trend and did not deliberately plan, the sensitive nerves in Lu Jiadong's mind suddenly tensed, although Lu Jiadong is not a conspiracy theorist, but the cunning of the international arms market is not as simple as ordinary people imagine.

As a military industry expert, Lu Jiadong did not know how many arms sales projects he participated in in later generations, compared with the news that reported good news but not bad news, the efforts and hardships they put in behind the scenes were more than tens of millions, and it was after a series of tempering that Lu Jiadong's mind was polished extremely delicately.

Even if there is a little bit of wind and grass, Lu Jiadong has to think carefully, you must know that once you don't think about it enough, you may fall into the abyss of no return, this time is the same, after listening to Blomberg's words, the more Lu Jiadong thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes, and an ominous premonition involuntarily breeds from his heart.

In fact, it is not only Lu Jiadong, but Blomberg at this time is also aware of the problem, no matter how he is a Mossad royal agent, whether it is IQ or EQ higher than ordinary people, the reason why he did not notice it in time is just that some authorities are fascinated by the British revenge, so he will naturally wake up after listening to Lu Jiadong's story:

"You were just trying to push those damned Englishmen back, and then you did what you did, and I learned about it from a friend of the American Army who was on a business trip to France, and then told Charlie, John, and" Blomberg's voice seemed to be talking to himself slower and slower, and finally suddenly stopped, and then a pair of pale blue eyes suddenly widened and exclaimed:

"Not good!" he turned around and ran down the hill as soon as he finished speaking

More than an hour later, in Blomberg's residence on the outskirts of Marseille, sitting on the sofa, Blomberg was holding a delicate and small bugging device that he had just found in his belongings, and then used a thin needle to pick up the wire in it, and then pinched it with two fingers and played with it with interest, but his face became deeper and darker, and although the corners of his mouth were smiling, there was a piercing chill:

"I didn't expect them to play such a game, if I catch him, I have to break his backbone!" said Blomberg tightened the eavesdropping device in his hand, raised his eyes, and showed a murderous look on his face:

"Lu, do you think it's the Soviet Union or the United States?"

"No matter which country's conspiracy is the trick, we have already fallen into it, and then" Before Blomberg finished speaking, Lu Jiadong shook his head slightly and sighed softly:

"Next, we will face a near-crazy counterattack from the United Kingdom" (to be continued......