"Really?" Zhang Lan suddenly smiled, and the smile made the people below couldn't help but shiver, and a bone-chilling chill rushed straight up the tail vertebrae, "The one below is ...... Captain of the Presidential Palace Guard, Mustafa. General Mkulo, right? ”

How can the other party know his name on the plane? Middle-aged soldiers, that is, President Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete's guard captain Mustafa. General Mkulo was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat.

"It's me!" Mustafa. Mkulo said in a deep voice, "Mr. Zhang, I would like to convey to you once again what Mr. President meant: Mr. President regrets what has happened, and Mr. President has also asked me to convey to you, please believe that he will give you a satisfactory explanation...... As long as you give him time. ”

"Let me believe that he will give me a satisfactory explanation?" Zhang Lan smiled, it was the kind of cold disdainful smile: believe Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete will give himself a satisfactory explanation, it is better to convince himself that a dog can speak human words: "Since Janeka. Mrishau. President Kikwete will give me a satisfactory explanation, so may I ask why Janeka. Mrishau. President Kikwete didn't reach out to me? Don't tell me Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete couldn't find my contact details. ”

Mustafa. Mkulo was speechless, Zhang Lan was right, Zhang Lan's contact information is impossible for ordinary people to know, but Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete is also the president of a country, Tanzania has established a cooperative relationship with Alice Group and the Zhang family, not to mention the former Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete knew Zhang Lan's contact information, even if he didn't know before, he had dozens of ways to contact Zhang Lan. Mrishau. If Kikwete doesn't take the initiative to contact Zhang Lan, then there are only two possibilities, either Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete knew that he didn't have any reason in this matter, and he didn't dare to contact Zhang Lan, so he could only hope for this ostrich-like way of thinking. I hope to get through this time; The second possibility is Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete is stalling for time!

No matter who thinks of it, even if it is Zhang Lan's own opinion, Janeka. Mrishau. President Kikwete's refusal to respond. The second option is the most likely!

"I'm sorry, I don't believe you, so...... Since you don't cooperate, then I'll deal with it in my own way. Zhang Lan said coldly.

"What?" Mustafa of the tower below. Mkulo couldn't help but be stunned, and for some reason, an extremely bad feeling arose in his heart.

It's just that while he was waiting for Zhang Lan's answer, Zhang Lan stopped talking. He turned his head and gestured to the captain.

"Understood." The captain nodded, circled twice over the airport, and left leisurely.

Looking at the trail of the plane that was fading away on the radar screen, Mustafa. Mkulo seemed to have finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, sneered at Lei's big screen, and said, "What else can I do when you?" ”

The soldiers around him looked at the leader with admiration in their eyes, they had heard of it. Even the president of the United States was afraid of giving up three points to the Alice Group, but he didn't expect the damn Alice Group to be deflated in the hands of his own leader today...... It seems that the Alice Group is not as powerful as the legend says!

It's just that these guys didn't notice that their palms under the table were already covered with sweat. Not only are the palms of my hands full of sweat, but even the underwear of both of them is soaked! Don't look at the arrogance and smugness on the face of the middle-aged soldier at this moment, but looking at the radar screen at this moment, his heart gradually sank. He was not afraid of what the Alice Group would do to him, but he was worried that the leaders of the Alice Group would calm down at this time...... The calmer they are, the more it means that they are planning a huge conspiracy against Tanzania! …,

That's right, the middle-aged military Mustafa . Mkulo is the President of Tanzania, Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete's Captain of the Presidential Palace Guard, or directly the Chief of the Ouchi Guard, can also become the Chief of the Ouchi Guard, the middle-aged military is naturally deep President Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete's trust. It has also been recognized by President Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete relied on his confidant, and over the years, Mustafa . Mcullo has done a lot for the president to eliminate political opponents and dissidents, but at this moment, he really feels scared.

"Let's all get out!" Waving his hand, Mustafa. There was a hint of impatience in Mkulo's tone. And there was a hint of trepidation that he probably hadn't even noticed.

"Yes!" With Mustafa. The soldiers who came with Mkulo glanced at their heads with respect, and then marched out of the control center of the tower in a procession.

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When the soldiers walked out, Mustafa also stood up, but he did not go out of the tower control center, but went directly into a small inconspicuous room located in the back, opened the door and walked in, the furnishings in the room were very simple, there was no luxurious furniture or anything like that, but there was a table in the middle of the room, and there was a stool in front of the table.

"Mkulo, what conditions did they propose?" As soon as the phone was connected, a voice full of panic, worry and impatience rang on the other end. Mrishau. Kikwete's voice.

"Mr. President, they did not put forward any conditions," Mustafa said. "They just made some threats to me to make room for them to land at the tower at the Todoma Capital Airport, but after I refused, they turned around and flew away. ”

"Flew away?" Hear Mustafa. Mkulo's words, Janeka. Mrishau. Instead of showing any joy, President Kikwete's tone suddenly became extremely heavy, "They just turned around and flew away?" ”

"Yes, they only said one thing before leaving: if we don't cooperate, they will deal with it in their own way." Mustafa. Mkulo Dao.

There was a sound of something hanging on the ground on the phone, and it seemed to be Janeka. Mrishau. President Kikwete inadvertently touched something on his desk to the floor, perhaps so heavy that even the thick carpet on the floor in the president's office couldn't stop the sound of it hitting the floor into Mustafa. In Mkulo's ears.

Mustafa. Mkulo didn't speak, and waited quietly for Janeka on the other end of the phone. Mrishau. Instructions from President Kikwete.

Maybe a full hour or two has passed, and Janeka. Mrishau. President Kikwete's voice finally rang out, "My dear Mkulo, you are the person I trust the most, what do you think, in this matter, what should I do?" ”

Obviously, in this matter, the always calm as a mountain. Mrishau. President Kikwete really panicked, Mustafa. Mkulo knows why Mr. President, who has always been calm as a mountain, is so flustered: on one side is his own son, although everyone says that a politician is a political animal, and a political animal is basically two animals from a human, but this does not mean that Mr. President will be willing to push his son out, no matter what kind of animal, the "tiger poison does not eat children" is still universal;

But on the other side, there is the Alice Group, which is so powerful that even the world's number one political, military and economic power, Lao Mei, is afraid of, such a powerful existence, if they turn their hands against themselves, what kind of scene will it be? Just think about it, all have to make Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete and Mustafa. Mkulo shuddered...... I'm afraid the lightest result is also Janeka. Mrishau. President Kikwete has been ousted completely. …,

"There are only two ways," said Janeka. Mrishau. This issue of President Kikwete, Mustafa. Mkulo said almost without thinking, "The first way is to completely admit defeat to the Zhang family; The second is to carry it hard. ”

Hearing the words of his most powerful assistant, Janeka. Mrishau. President Kikwete sighed: If he could know about it as soon as it happened, he would immediately tie up his son and send him to the door of Alice Group and Zhang's family, according to the old Chinese saying, tie a thorn on his bare back to ask for forgiveness, maybe this matter can be resolved in this way, no matter what, he is also the president of a country, and it is almost "losing power and humiliating the country" to be able to do this, but on the contrary, at the first time it happened, because that little bastard was his son, Everyone kept it a secret...... But how can this kind of thing be hidden?

Completely admit defeat? It's easy to say, but it's not that easy to do! Not to mention Janeka. Mrishau. President Kikwete had no luck in his heart: In any case, the Zhang family is also a republican enterprise, so maybe it can be found through diplomatic channels.

Didn't hear the response of Mr. President, Mustafa. Mkulo was quietly waiting. In fact, Mustafa. Mkulo also knows in his heart that his own method will not work at all, and the reason is very simple, he is a pure soldier, a living "weapon", not a politician or businessman, but this kind of thing is really not what his own "weapon" should be discuss about.

"Alright, so be it," Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete sighed and said, "You bring your people back immediately, and in addition, contact the military and ask them where the special plane that Mr. Zhang Lan flew to?" ”

"Yes!"

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Hang up the phone here, Janeka. Mrishau. After a long hesitation, President Kikwete finally picked up the phone and said to the person on the other end of the phone in a voice that he had never heard before, "Is this Ambassador Liu?" I'm Tanzanian President Janeka. Mrishau. Kikwete, there are some things that I would like to exchange views with Ambassador Liu...... Yes, as soon as possible. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )