Tang Dao's positioning of the Vietnam War veterans of the U.S. Army is: Dog training!

Their combat philosophy and physical fitness may have been eliminated by this era, but if these are used to train people, it is enough, and the tactical literacy of African armies is still... It's hard to say, fighting a civil war has become a competition of marksmanship, and whether you die or not depends on whether God is in a good mood or not, so how can it?

You're less dead, how do I sell body bags? Or help transport corpses?

If you consume less bullets, how can I make money?

Tang Dao wants to dig out a piece of meat from various African warlords, and the most important thing is to help each other train soldiers, so it's impossible not to give money, right?

"To... How many people? Pierce's excitement had not yet passed, and his voice trembled.

"No less than two hundred!" Tang Dao also has a great appetite, he plans to put his station in Africa, then he will build a large training site, where people are needed, and he also gave him a reassurance, "Don't worry, the welfare benefits will not be too bad, but I can't raise waste." As he spoke, he looked up at the other man through the mirror.

Pierce took a deep breath and nodded firmly, the corners of his eyes moistening inadvertently.

It was the first time he had been trusted since he retired from the military, and the interviewers in suits and ties waved their hands and said, "I'm sorry." If you meet someone who finds fault, you will tell him, "The murderer!" ”

Pierce wiped the corner of his eye with the broad thumb of his right hand.

…

Back to the hotel, the hall was still deserted, the front desk waiter said hello weakly, Tang Dao nodded, and was about to go up the stairs, when he found a rest area on the right side of the hall, there was a person with Erlang's legs crossed, a newspaper upright, and his face was covered, and the leather shoes were still polished and shiny, and they were a little reflective.

Bite!

The elevator came down, the door slowly opened, Tang Dao and the others walked in, when the door closed, the person reading the newspaper obviously rolled his horns slightly, revealing half of his face, but Tang Dao could see it clearly, it was bald.

"Boss, someone was watching us just now." The bodyguard behind him whispered in his ear.

"You found out too?" Tang Dao was slightly surprised.

"Maybe it's a novice or not an agent, it's a little strange that he's the only one sitting in such a large space, and he doesn't want people to find out, and... Who will read football newspapers at this time, the sports league in Ukraine has not yet begun. ”

It is not a loss to the elite of the Italian dignitary protection team, which is meticulous in observation, and sure enough, there is a specialization in the art industry.

"Bring him here." Tang Dao thought about it, but still commanded, feeling very uneasy.

No matter what the other party came from, but he was obviously targeted!

Have you been very high-profile lately?

……

Reims. Faraday put away the newspaper and put it back in his bag, he has been living in a tight situation recently, this tool can't be wasted, he took out some banknotes from his pocket, thought about it, or put it back, and waved his hand to the front desk lady, "Madam, thank you for your coffee." After that, he left, without any ambiguity.

The front desk was stunned, walked over with hope, and when he saw that there was not even a fart on the table, he scolded the miser in a low voice.

"Sir, do you need a car?" Seeing Lance come out, the taxi parked at the door thought it had business and drove over, trying to poke its head out of it.

"No, thank you, I flew the plane myself." Lance wrinkled casually, the driver was stunned, and after reacting, he raised his middle finger, and spit at his feet very unceremoniously and walked away, this phlegm was a few centimeters away from Lance's leather shoes, and he squatted down with paper to wipe it clean with disgust, and threw it away, his face was flushed, "It's really rude." ”

Reims. Faraday is a part-time intelligence provider, and his main occupation is entertainment journalist, commonly known as: paparazzi.

But the recent political situation is not right, many celebrities have gone abroad to avoid the limelight, and he can't get the news, he is about to starve to death, at this time, he started an intelligence broker, which is commonly known as a private spy!

I also got a few more favorable news in Kyiv, which can be regarded as a little famous.

But... Apparently he had run out of luck.

When he habitually walked into the alley, he stopped suddenly, and saw two strong men in suits standing in front of him, he raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly turned around and walked out, but as soon as he took two steps, a person came out of the corner, his eyes narrowed, "Sir, our boss wants to see you." ”

"You... Who are you? I'm not going! Lance was shocked, how could he not feel familiar, these were all the people next to the Asian just now, he wanted to run, but was hit in the abdomen by Pierce's hook, one of the most painful and vulnerable parts of the human body, Lance's face was flushed, saliva overflowed from the corners of his mouth, he raised his head with difficulty and opened his mouth, "You... How to hit someone? ”

"Wipe your saliva, our boss, hate unclean people."

Pierce pulled toilet paper out of Lance's pocket, wiped the corners of his mouth, looked up at the two bodyguards and said, "Set him up." ”

The bodyguard nodded when he heard this, and half-dragged him towards the hotel with Lance in his arms.

The front desk looked at this scene in surprise, a few big men supporting each other? And... Isn't that the one in the middle the one who slammed the door just now? Pierce smiled at her, and the cigarette dirt still stuck to her teeth that hadn't been brushed for a long time, which scared the other little girl to keep her head down and pretend to work.

Lance is nervous right now.

He's got a lot in his head... Will it be killed? He felt his legs trembling, and he could even feel a hot current hovering in his sphincter, and when he saw Tang Dao, the latter was cross-legged and watching TV, where "First Blood" was playing.

"Who told you to come?" Tang Dao asked.

Lance sighed, looking at a loss, it was more like... Pretending to be stupid, Tang Dao took a deep breath, turned up the TV sound to the maximum, and the two bodyguards kicked Lance on the back, pressing him to the ground and flattening him wildly, this fist was not light, and immediately he lay on the ground and howled, but it was not as loud as Rambo in the TV.

After about three minutes, the bodyguard finally let go.

"Can you tell me now? Who asked you to come? ”

Lance, who had a blue nose and swollen face, was not a tough guy, he barely opened half of his eyes, "It's Nikita Sergeyevich. Yenov. ”

"Who is he?" Tang Dao frowned and asked deeply.

"He's a former colleague of mine, but I've heard... He worked in the secret police. Lance told him everything he knew.

Secret police?

Tang Dao's face was instantly ugly!

This agency in the Soviet Union is so ruthless, this is actually a general name, because the intelligence agencies, including the Cheka, the KGB, etc., belong to a kind of secret police, and they are the biggest eyeliner regardless of industry.

Heard of... Stalin's purge?

Thinking about it, he felt that his scalp was numb, and he was targeted by this group of dogs, Tang Dao's muscles were trembling all over his body, but he hid his emotions well in his heart, and his eyes were gloomy, "What did he ask you to check me?" ”

"He said, there have been a lot of foreign businessmen in Ukraine recently, let me keep an eye on you."

Tang Dao immediately grasped the key point, "Many businessmen? ”

Is this talking about arms dealers or speculators?

Knock knock!

Suddenly, at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Tang Dao was shocked and glanced at Pierce, who took the pistol out of his lower back, walked over cautiously, and asked, "Who?" ”

"First... Sir, the water pipe in the bathroom is broken, let's fix the water pipe. ”

Pierce's face slowed, and he was about to open the door, when Tang Dao's face changed suddenly, and he roared, "Get out of the way!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a gunshot, which was very heavy, and directly punched a big hole in the door.

It's like...

Acheson AA-12 Automatic Shotgun!!