Friend?

Grant turned around suspiciously, resting his right elbow on the chair and frowning slightly, wanting to see who it was.

Robert and Osborne walked in with men in tow.

The man was wearing a familiar little suit, each well-groomed hair was messy at this time, and the corners of his mouth were sticky and drooping, mixed with the blood on his face dripping on the ground.

Grant's eyelids spasmed, and he accidentally moved the stool and made a noise.

The other party heard the voice and raised his head with great difficulty.

Cecilio?!

Grant reacted very excitedly, stood up directly, staggered under his feet, took a few steps back, hit Tang Dao's table, stared at the other party, turned his head in disbelief, and looked at Tang Dao, the latter shrugged his shoulders and was helpless, "I just let Mr. Cecilio come as a guest, who knew that he was so faceless..."

"Maybe I'm just a second-hand seller." Tang Dao "complained" to Robert and Osborne: "This guest is here, let him sit." ”

The two men pressed Ceciglio to the chair, and the latter looked pained and uncomfortable.

"He's MPRI's guy!" Grant raised his voice, as if to emphasize.

“MPRI？” Tang Dao chuckled lightly and tapped his fingers on the table, "What can he do to me in Somalia?" ”

To put it bluntly, the other party is just a mercenary company, does it dare to come to Mogadishu on a large scale and steal Tang Dao? Not to mention whether they can bite this hard bone, if it really comes to that time, it will be a big deal to fund Aideed with some weapons, and MPRI, without air supremacy, will not be like the Black Hawk Fall Delta is besieged and there are so many people to support it.

If the other party is smart, they will not choose to start a war on someone else's territory.

"He's an agent on MPRI."

"Just let them change it."

Tang Dao's words immediately scared back what Grant had left to say, and he walked up to Cecilio, propped his knees, and looked at him with a smile on his face, and the latter was afraid to slap the slap and didn't dare to look directly.

"You say, I gave you face before, why do you think I'm so easy to bully?" Tang Dao grabbed the Italian by the hair, pulled him back violently, and slapped his face with his right hand, "You are like this now, do you want to try to kneel down and beg me?" ”

Who knew that as soon as these words fell, Cecilio's eyes appeared with hope, and he endured the pain, that is, he knelt down, knocked his head on the ground, tears flowed down his face, and a cry came out of his throat.

"Mr. Grant, what do you say I should do?" Tang Dao turned his head to look at Pulsatilla and asked.

"I..."

Grant's muscles tightened, and he looked at Cecilio, who was looking at him with a pleading face, and Tang Dao, who was looking at him calmly, he felt his scalp tingle, and he understood that the latter was making him a choice.

Either the Italians die.

Or, his wife is dead!

The best way to draw the enemy into his camp is to make him abandon the faith in his heart, even to the point of disgusting himself, and before justice comes, the dark ambition is high!

"Unforgivable." Grant gritted his teeth and spat out words.

"Then please help me solve it." Tang Dao opened the drawer, and there were several documents in it, with a PSM pistol on it, handed it to the other party, and pointed at Cecilio's head, "Aim here, shoot." ”

As a lieutenant colonel of the Ranger, Grant's every promotion is an opportunity on the battlefield, and he is extremely confident and conceited in his military qualities, but this time, his hand holding the gun is shaking.

He was scared and timid, and Tang Dao didn't urge him, just clasped his hands and half-sat on the table to watch the excitement.

Grant slowly raised his hand and aimed the muzzle of the gun at Cecilio's head, the latter shook his body, opened the safety with his thumb, put his index finger on the trigger, and was at war in his heart, tangled and painful, and when he was about to shoot, one hand pressed on his wrist and pressed his hand down, "This matter, let's leave it to the professionals, I invite you to come for coffee." ”

Tang Dao took back the pistol with his backhand, threw it on the coffee table, and gestured to Robert and the two, and they dragged Cecilio out the door, who struggled and screamed...

But it looks like the last madness when the pig is killed.

"You may be seated."

Tang Dao stretched out his hand and gestured, and he reflexively brewed two cups of instant coffee himself, "Try it." ”

Grant put his hands together and took a sip of his mouth.

Bitter!

But I had to nod and praise a few words with a clear conscience.

People, always cheap.

Tang Dao took out a stack of checks from the drawer, filled out a string, tore them off and slapped them on the table, "Two million dollars, this is yours." ”

Well?

Grant raised his head suddenly, and after glancing at Tang Dao, he couldn't help but be attracted by the check.

"I can't hold my appetite in Somalia alone, what do you think? Every four months, I'll give you $50,000 to subsidize your family, sir, what do you think? ”

$100,000?

12 months a year, then 150,000 US dollars in the account?!

Grant doesn't even know what words to use to describe his current mood, crazy? Or Mamaof?

The content of the US military salary system is complicated and has many names, which can be roughly classified into regular salaries, special salaries, and various subsidies.

The welfare benefits of US officers and men are mainly composed of fixed salaries, living allowances, special allowances, and free medical care. Fixed wages include basic salary, food allowance, housing allowance, etc. Among them, the basic salary is the core of the military salary. The basic salary scale is determined by military rank, and within each military rank bracket, there are a number of pay scales according to military age, and each military rank is divided into 191 pay scales according to military age.

An average U.S. soldier earns up to $3,883 per month and is also entitled to a basic rent allowance of $970.5 per month. In recent years, the U.S. military has allocated $70 billion to personnel salaries, or about 30 percent of the Pentagon's budget. According to the 1990 U.S. Yearbook, the monthly salaries of US officers and men are, in order, as follows: $1 for soldiers, $1 for lieutenants (junior officers), $8 for officers (mid-ranking officers), and $8 for generals (senior officers). The exact number depends on the length of service of the serviceman and is adjusted annually according to the price increase index.

$150,000 a year is already higher than that of a general!

In the interests of the righteous light, please let the United States get out of the faith!

"You... It can't just keep me out of targeting you. Grant was tempted.

"I just want to make friends with you, do you think friends will cheat on you?" Tang Dao smiled innocently, if he wasn't afraid that the other party would feel disgusting, he was ready to get started affectionately, "Actually, I think you can do some side hustles." ”

Grant screamed in his heart, looked down at the check, and swallowed his saliva inadvertently, "What side hustle?" ”

"I think you Rangers might as well help me train my soldiers instead of having nothing to do? Don't be too busy saying no, I can pay and I won't let you down. Tang Dao saw that the other party wanted to refute, so he poked his head a little.

"I, can I think about it?"

"Of course, I'm just here to invite you to coffee today, come, touch it."

The two of them touched the cup lightly, the coffee was stunned and drank the wine, and Tang Dao politely asked Grant to go back.

After the pulsatilla was gone, he picked up the PSM pistol from the coffee table and removed the magazine, which was not loaded at all!

Tang Dao turned his head to the corner of another table, several books were like a "grotto", and the video recorder flashed inside, when the time came, will there be a picture of a US lieutenant colonel pointing a gun at the shareholders of MPRI?

At that time, it must have been fun.

……