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Jinjibar, an important port city in the south of Yemen adjacent to the Gulf of Aden, is also the world's second largest underground arms trading center, where a large number of weapons from many underground factories and workshops around the world and even various teams flow into the world every day, and then transit through various arms dealers and Yemeni arms exchanges entrenched in Zimjibar, flowing into all parts of the world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Here, is a wholesale arms market, you can spend money to buy most of the military equipment you are familiar with and unfamiliar with, as small as a second-hand AK47, as large as helicopters and missiles, as long as you have money, you are here to be the uncle, there are countless arms dealers who follow you around to serve you, and one of the arms dealers, standing behind may be which military power.

Unlike the arms dealers scattered all over the world, which are mainly regional surname organizations, Zimjibar is a paradise for underground arms dealers and customers, in other places, you are not familiar people, you don't want to buy powerful and sensitive weapons, but here, there is no such concern, because behind this exchange, there are not only Yemeni political axes, but also a number of international surname organizations, and only a coalition of underground arms dealers from all over the world, even one country, feels tricky and will not act rashly.

Unlike the shops and intermediaries that fill the streets of Yemen, there is the Yemeni Arms Exchange, an 'official' trading venue, and a high-end arms sales center composed of the world's top underground arms dealers, where customers are required to be star-rated, commonly known as VIPs.

Only those large customers who have a large transaction volume and can guarantee the safety of the surname can be honored to become the VIP of this secret arms sales center at some point, once he becomes a VIP, he does not need to go to the stalls and streets to find a good and cheap goods channel, he only needs to use the power of the VIP, report the type of arms he needs, the sales center service department can tell you within an hour, how many goods in your order are in stock, can be traded immediately, Some of them require transit time, and some of them are temporarily out of stock due to origin and other reasons.

A series of thoughtful services, just like staying in a top hotel, get the supreme VIP treatment and enjoyment, you only need to pay money when trading, and treat VIPs, sales centers and delivery channels all over the world, home delivery is not just the service of ordinary merchants.

In the past year or so, a new arms company called 'Xingyu' has risen here in Jinjibar, and very little is known about this 'Xingyu' arms company, and only those merchants with strong local strength know that this is an arms dealer from Somalia, a very powerful upstart.

Mouse (Li Jinfei) is undoubtedly a bizarre character in Jinjibar in the past two years, and some of the bigwigs in the secret like to call him 'Dongfang Li'.

Today's 'Oriental Lee' is also a director of another black arms market in Zimjibar, the sales center, and one of the 13 directors of a large alliance of underground arms dealers, in addition to the Yemen Exchange. These 13 directors, any of them go out, have extremely prominent status, or the CEO of a multinational company, or the real power of the military of a certain country, they can form a force to compete with the Yemeni exchange in Jinjibar, and their own strength is undoubtedly very strong.

On this day, the mouse received a notice from the secretariat of the sales center that there is an important board meeting this evening, and all 13 directors need to attend.

After receiving this notice, the mouse was very surprised. During his several years in Zinzibar, except for the summary meeting at the end of each year, it was only when he joined the board of directors that all the directors could be seen gathering in Zinzibar.

Usually, there are only a few directors here, and the other directors will choose an agent to handle the affairs here, and I am busy with other tasks in other parts of the world.

It wasn't the year-end summary meeting, and he hadn't heard anything big happening, so what was the reason for this sudden plenary meeting?

Illuminated at night, the port city is showing its light to the world in another way, a city full of opportunities and adventures, a city of hatred and love.

In the distance, there were three long whistles from the side of the port, and a 3,000-ton cargo ship slowly sailed into the port, and the workers who had been waiting for a long time used various machinery to unload the cargo boxes on the freighter, while the people on the shore watched this scene very calmly, and everyone understood that the cargo ship was not unloading daily necessities and food, but heavy tens or hundreds of tons of munitions - as simple as unloading leather in an ordinary port.

Sitting in the car, he suddenly saw a special logo printed in the upper left corner of the container that was being unloaded. A white dove of peace and a green olive branch, but this sign is a little different, the olive branch is not held in the mouth of the dove of peace or grasped in its paws, but like the arrow of Cupid, the god of love, it passes through the body of the dove of peace, and the strangest thing is that this olive branch looks like a rifle.

Seeing this sign, the mouse's eyes shrank, and he recognized it. Here, a sign is hung on behalf of a legendary figure of an underground arms dealer - the world's arms predator Victor? Bout, a former Soviet Air Force pilot born in the Republic of Tajikistan, is an arms predator who grew up to become a legend in the world's underground arms industry through an old-fashioned transport plane during the collapse of the former Soviet Union.

This person is a figure to look up to for the vast majority of underground arms dealers, not only has the support of high-ranking officials in Moscow, but also has close relations with Britain and the United States and other countries.

However, it is rumored that last year, this person was abandoned by Britain and the United States and other countries because of his little use, and he was arrested in Thailand. At that time, many people still felt sorry, but later, after the rat came into contact with some secrets of the world's underground arms leaders, he learned that the person arrested in Thailand was simply a stand-in for Bout.

And today, I saw this sign of the 'weird dove of peace' here again, does it mean that Bout, who has been dormant for more than a year, has come out of the mountain again? And tonight's board of directors, does it have anything to do with this person?

The mouse closed his eyes and pondered slowly, and the car soon reached the foot of a small hill northeast of Zimjibar, which is known locally as Paradise Mountain, because rumor has it that on the top of this mountain, there is a Heavenly Palace, which is paved with gold bricks, night pearls as lights, and various diamonds and gems dotted on the building. In this Heavenly Palace, there are bewitching beauties from all over the world wearing surnames to serve every guest who enters the Heavenly Palace, and any guest of the Heavenly Palace can enjoy the world's top honorable treatment inside.

It's a luxury built by the Arms Dealers Alliance.

The rumors are not all credible, but the so-called groundless wind does not come to the wind, and the rats who have been here a few times understand that the so-called 'Heavenly Palace' exists, but it is not built by gold and silver as rumored.

The Palace of Heaven is divided into two floors, the upper floor is a seemingly ordinary luxury manor, where the middle-level backbone of the sales center of the Jinjibar Arms Merchants Alliance is lived, and it is the headquarters of the sales center. The basement level, on the other hand, is similar to the rumors, although it is not as extravagant, but a leisure place built at a cost of billions of dollars to receive those big customers and league executives is by no means comparable to those places such as entertainment city clubs outside.

For those who have a lot of money and enjoy a luxurious life, this is paradise.

Seeing the vehicle with the Black Eagle logo printed on the mouse, the guards of the Heavenly Palace did not allow Zu Lang to let it go. The car made a familiar turn in the manor, entered a passage leading to the basement level, and finally stopped in a parking lot.

With two elite bodyguards trained from the Chad training base, the mouse turned left and right and came to a brightly lit conference hall, which is also the usual place for council meetings.

In the modern conference hall, many people had already arrived, smiling and greeting acquaintances, whites, blacks, Arabs, and East Asians. Finally he sat down in the sixth seat to the left of the oval table, because he was the latest to become a councillor, and the least qualified, even if the background behind him was not weak, but everyone here had extremely strong backgrounds.

Sitting at the head of the rat is a black man from South Africa, and there is only one director from Africa except for the mouse.

The black director, named Alameen, is said to have deep ties with several major arms companies in South Africa, and is even the spokesperson of the South African arms company, and the rat knows that this news is true, and Alamien used to work for Daniel Defence, the largest arms company in South Africa.

And several of the director's products in the sales center include air-to-air missiles, anti-mine ambush vehicles and several small drones with extremely practical surnames. Mouse has cooperated with the other party in the past, purchased several drones to send back to Somalia for research, and recently, the mouse is also discussing with the other party to buy a hunting drone called the 'African Eagle', which can carry high explosives to attack target fortifications. But Alameen never let up.

"Dongfang Li, I heard that something unpleasant happened in Somalia the day before yesterday?" Alamien watched the rat sit down, grinned, and asked casually.

None of the people who can occupy a place here are simple, and everyone knows each other's details. And the Somalia represented by the rat is here in the upper echelons, and it is not classified information.

Hearing the ridicule in the other party's tone, the mouse was not angry, and smiled, "It's just a group of clowns who jump off the beam, and they lose their value after the performance, and they can't be on the stage." ”

(To be continued)