Lippmann walked out of Hassan's mansion accompanied by his secretary, and he was explaining his work to the latter, when he heard someone calling out to him behind him, Lippmann turned his head and saw Basil with eyes standing behind him, because of this staircase, Lippmann needed to look up at him a little.

"I'll send you back." Basil invited with a smile.

Lippmann frowned slightly, then nodded, "Thank you very much for that." ”

The two walked side by side into a Mercedes parked at the door, and the Savior Company provided seven Mercedes Benzes to the Hassan Group, including Basil, which is second to none in Somalia.

Lippmann's secretary and bodyguards drove slowly behind.

Mogadishu is also not safe at all times, especially as assassinations at the top have continued.

Basil took out a box of cigars from the storage slot, opened it newly, pulled one out of it, and handed it to the other party, Lippmann saw that it read: (CohibaEsplendido) Cohiba, who studied in England and worked in high society, of course he knows this brand, the American cigar magazine "Cigar Aficionado" has discharged the top ten most expensive cigars, this Cohiba ranks ninth, each of which is about 30,000 US dollars, of course, it is the top edition, like Basil, The price is not less than $800 per stick.

This price is not something he can afford!

Lippmann, of course, knew who gave these things, the Asian, the other party would often ask people to send some more valuable luxury goods, but Lippmann refused, he hated the other party, and even felt that even the other party's dollars were dirty, he naturally would not let go of the opportunity to mock Basil, "I don't dare to smoke capitalist cigars, they are too expensive for me, I think our national per capita income is less than 10 US dollars, I think this is a mockery." ”

Seeing that the other party didn't want it, Basil didn't force it, so he took out the root himself, put it on the gold ring in his left hand and rubbed it a little before he spoke, "But don't we try harder?" It will take time..."

"Time? General Basil, you feel that Somalia will never be able to stand up unless it takes security and the economy entirely into its own hands. ”

"I don't know what you're talking about, isn't it... Not now, isn't it? Basil asked rhetorically.

Lippmann turned his head to stare at the other and said solemnly, "You know what I'm talking about. ”

The air in the car was quiet for a while, and the driver and secretary sitting in front did not dare to say anything, and even their eyes did not dare to drift, at this time, they had to be careful with their breathing.

Basil was silent, just sipping his cigar and not lighting it.

Lippmann didn't rush either, just looked at him.

"You still live in the innocence of a fairy tale." As soon as Basil spoke, the other party's face instantly turned ugly, Lippmann knew that the problems between the two sides were completely open, "There are only two colors in this world, black and white, the so-called color is just a kind of hypocritical fairy tale of the ruling class to the ruled!" Nicholas is God, his dollar is omnipotent, this so-called fairness, as soon as a person is born, he determines the future of destiny, and money has long left his voice in the world, so why should we challenge him? ”

Basil sighed, "Lippmann, Plato is a wealthy Athenian slave-owning aristocratic family, a descendant of the ancient Athenian kings, he can go to find the so-called thoughts, and do you think, is it okay to be in Somalia now?" People just want to live better..."

"But that Asian is selling war!" Lippmann retorted, struggling, "This is Somali desperation." ”

"But you're alive and well." Basil said meaningfully.

His meaning has been understood, you are also the ruling class, don't fix what is useless, enjoy it when you should enjoy it, don't be too iron-headed, every year the Savior Company will send a sum of money, Basil got 200,000 US dollars, and once there was also this amount of money to Lippmann, he didn't want to...

"Stop!" Lippmann shouted with an ugly face, the driver stepped on the accelerator lightly, stopped the car, he opened the door, and as soon as his right leg was released, he stared at Basil, "Civilization continues because there are always people who do things that others think are stupid, you think Somalia should be like this, but I think he should move forward, I wish you a good night, General Basil." ”

He slammed the door shut, his voice venting his frustration.

The driver and secretary were startled and could only look at Basil through the mirror, and the general was not angry, squinting, holding his hands, still smoking a cigar, while Lippmann returned to his car behind.

"Let's drive." Basil said, looking out the window, drenched in light rain outside, took out his mobile phone from the edge of his seat, and edited a text message, "Lippmann, I still like to believe in fairy tales." ”

The other side quickly replied.

"Then let him meet Hans Christian Andersen."

Basil's pupils shrank, his fingers were on the button, he didn't know how to reply, he let out a long breath, put down the phone, Lippmann had already made the best choice of ears.

God gave him a chance, but he chose the devil.

……

The execution of the Savior Company was very strong, and it took about an hour to send all the personnel to Kismayo, fully armed, and a T-64 main battle tank, covered by two Hind fire at low altitude, swaggering towards the abandoned mine!

A flare sends out a red tail into the sky, and the operation codenamed "Sword of God" officially begins.

Mister simply wanted to beat the other party to death, and the two Hind first fired at the target with 12.7mm four-chamber machine guns, such a thick bullet, the gang members hiding in the house enjoyed a free baptism, and they could penetrate the load-bearing wall through the window.

"Damn it! Idiot, who the hell have you provoked! ”

A strong-looking Nigo grabbed Ueda Iori's collar and roared loudly, the corners of his eyes kept trembling, he was also afraid, this was a gunship, and it was the first time he was a target.

Ueda Iori also swallowed his saliva, and he was also frightened by the other party's method.

Why don't you order the goods, are you like this?

However, Ueda Iori was also calm and fast, he knew that he had no other way to go, surrendering could only be a dead end, he pressed Nigo's arm, "Calm down, Harold, now we can only resist, they will not let us go." ”

Harold's fierce eyes couldn't wait to eat each other, Ueda Iori just told him that he had caused some trouble, and at that time Harold also smiled and assured that in his own place, no one can take him well, he Harold's strength is very strong, and he also received Ueda Iori's money for this, but now, he really wants to slap himself, can I eat what he said?

"We can only survive if we fight back, and we can only survive if we fight back." Ueda Iori said.

Harold gritted his teeth and said to his subordinates who were also full of anger, "Kill them, and the victory will be ours!" He pushed down Ueda Iori, who sat on the ground and almost rolled over, "Look at him, don't let him run." ”

He rushed out with an AK47, stood at the door, and fired at the sky, scolding, "Bastard, come down and eat your father's bullet, XX!" ”

Iori Ueda just looked at him like a god of war...

Call... Bang!

A long-roaring cannonball exploded directly around him.

It turns out ...

If you are hit by a shell, you will not scream.