Chapter 269: Mister's Framework

Fresh blood is always boiling.

Not many people know about the establishment of a consortium called savior-A at the Boston Hotel, but who knows for sure that it will not be called the next place to start with "saint".

For example, the ten major consortia of Eagle Sauce are almost rampant in the arms industry.

Perhaps, the current times are not as bad as before, but the war is never absent, can you say that Tang Dao is an executioner? He is just a moving worker, and he can even be said to be an "emotional mediator".

It's useless to quarrel and scare the BB, come, boy, this AK takes the sweep and guarantees to solve the problem.

With such a broad mind, Tang Dao sometimes feels that he is full of a sense of mission.

This first meeting confirmed that all channels within the consortium have opened a green channel for the goods of military factories, the elder Alexander sits in South Africa, with his strength and cunning, he can definitely open the market, and Andriev is returning to Ukraine, he and Cherkovsok will provide humanitarian help to the forces of Chechnya, while Tang Dao will stay in the United States.

As for Charlie...

When he heard that his son ran to Ukraine to get involved, he was almost scared of a heart attack, he only had this one son, if he hung up, would the family property be cheaper for others in the future, the more he thought about it, the more he was congested, and he dragged Ben on the spot. Longfellow went home and was grounded, and most importantly, spoke to him in a serious tone.

"Don't play with Nicholas!"

Late at night in Boston is full of passion.

Tang Dao, who was lying in the bathtub, held his head high and looked at the reflected virtual screen.

"Main Quest: Establish a Consortium (Completed), Open the World Rich List, Consortium Rich List, Reward: One Land Bidding Ticket, Influence Increase ......"

Land Bid Ticket is Eagle Sauce 2,000 acres of land in North Carolina!

This was originally a wasteland, and a businessman originally wanted to build a comprehensive shopping mall that could accommodate tens of thousands of people to shop together at the same time, but when the idea was put forward, it was rejected by the government.

That businessman was originally bragging, how could he take out so much money?

It is conservatively estimated that it will take at least $1 billion to build a large supermarket.

Then the land was left empty until the North Carolina government ran out of money, so it had to be sold quickly, but not everyone is eligible, capital verification is required, and this ticket is the admission ticket, directly point...

Nothing to use for eggs.

It's that influence that has become very dark on the map of North America.

"What's the use of that?" Tang Dao still muttered puzzled, shook his head, burrowed his head into the bathtub, held his breath, and kept braving the water cannon, I don't know when he liked to play like this, which could keep his brain as calm as it should be.

He is no longer a second-class dealer, but the leader of savior-A, and to put it bluntly, he is doomed to the fate of a large group of people.

After about ten seconds, he came out of the water, wiped the water on his face, and stood up from the bathtub.

Since you can't figure it out, don't think about it!

He will naturally come when he changes.

Wrapped in a bath towel, walked down the steps in slippers, took out a cigar from the coffee table, lit it, sat on the sofa, held a Motorola, pressed a few numbers with his middle finger, and the voice of Vice President Pierce came from the opposite side.

"Boss?"

"It's me." Tang Dao squinted to avoid the smell of cigar smoke, "How is the Sahara Special Assault Battalion prepared?" ”

Pierce on the other side was stunned for a moment, and then said with a little embarrassment, "Only South Africa, Somalia, Tunisia and Algeria agree to send people to study, there is no other news." He said this in a low voice, and he was a little embarrassed.

Tang Dao frowned, but then let go.

Pierce's ability is limited He knows that the other party is just an ordinary veteran, and he was promoted to the position of vice president just to appease those veterans, after all, at the beginning, he always had to give those people a little hope that could be seen, but now it is obviously not needed, he smoked his cigar lightly, paused for a long time, and then spoke, "Pierce, give the job in Somalia to Mister, you come to Boston University for further study." ”

Pierce was quiet for a moment, but within a few seconds, he agreed, and it was refreshing. "Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, he held his head high and promised to go to Boston. Several reliable vice presidents are not there, what he feels is pressure, and now this responsibility is very easy to remove, and most importantly, he also knows that the boss is not giving up on him, but his ability really can't catch up with the development of the company.

Have you ever met an executive with a high school degree?

Of course, it's the kind of multinational company, not a workshop in the countryside!

Pierce took a deep breath, grabbed the key on the desk, and walked out of the office, where he could hear the faint sound of gunshots.

This training ground has entered the formality, the number of bullets consumed here every day is about 5,000 rounds, in order to ensure the combat status of employees, this training is also maintained every day for an hour ~ one and a half hours of training, which includes physical fitness and shooting.

And in order to ensure that some people's physical fitness is not up to standard, John also set a rule in the umbrella, every time the training is not up to standard, the salary will be deducted, and the team will be eliminated in serious cases, which makes the slack wind within the company that was supposed to raise its head be suppressed.

After all, there is at least an income of more than 100,000 US dollars a year, plus welfare benefits, although it is hard-working, this income is considered middle-income even in developed countries such as Europe and the United States, who wants to give up this place?

On the playground, Pierce met Mister, who was wearing a 6B3 body armor, which was a Soviet product, weighing 12 kilograms, and the poor physical person was out of breath when he put it on and walked two steps, but Mister was wearing a deadlift horizontal bar and a curl, wearing a small short sleeve, and he could see his terrifying muscles.

Self-disciplined people always keep enough patience and wait for the opportunity!

Pierce thought of this sentence.

A talent like Mistre is smart, he knows what he relies on, and sighed softly, he barely managed to squeeze out a smile on his face, "Man, the boss is calling." ”

Mister jumped off the horizontal bar, wiped the sweat with his arm, picked up a bottle of mineral water from the side and swallowed it in a big gulp.

"The boss asked you to take over the affairs of the Sahara Special Assault Battalion... And, start camp as soon as possible. ”

"What about you?"

Pierce laughed, "I'm asking for a bachelor's degree at Boston University." "Damn, I can finally get out of this place, I'm going to collapse from the mosquitoes here, God." As he spoke, he made a driving motion.

There are indeed a lot of mosquitoes in this part of Somalia.

Study?

Mister's mouth opened, but it was still closed, he was going to ask, will he graduate from this Boston University? But in the end, he didn't say it, for fear of hurting the other party's self-esteem, after all, the IQ thing is still a bit demanding, "Okay, leave it to me." ”

He had all thought about changing many of Pierce's policies.

The latter was too gentle for those who came to attend.

This Sahara special assault battalion should be a game of the brave, only death and survival, Mister is ready to bring the training methods of seals over, constantly challenge the limits of the human body, and the last graduation ceremony, he wants to prove it with a real battle!

It's his big frame.

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