Tang Dao has always just wanted results, not processes!

In Somalia's 637,660 square kilometers of land and coastline, who would dare to oppose him?

Somali eagles eat meat.

Under Mister's order, the Savior headquarters acted overnight, and within 11 minutes all personnel needed to carry weapons and equipment to assemble, in order to send these more than 200 people and medium weapons to Kismayo, three Il-76s were dispatched, and the weather in Mogadishu that night was moderate rain, low visibility, and there was a certain danger, but where did Maozi's pilots care about these?

Not letting them drink is already the biggest constraint on them.

The Savior Company has a team of about 40 pilots, all of whom are recruited from Maozi's elite aviation unit, as long as you give money, bad weather is just a trivial matter, and only a single engine can land for you.

The entire headquarters was brightly lit, large searchlights shone on the airstrip, the ground crew in vests waved their arms, commanded, and the tower ordered, at night, the first Il-76 codenamed "Chick 338" took off first, cut through the sky, and then lifted off one by one, and after the transport plane flew over, the other 7 Hind helicopters also took off and flew towards Kismayo.

All of the company's intelligence agencies were up and running quickly.

Black market reward: $350,000.

Under such a target, Mister also waited more than two hours to receive first-hand information.

He squinted, holding a piece of paper with a picture on it and a name written next to it.

"Albert. Freeman? The name must be fake. Mister tapped his finger on the skull on the photo, and said very firmly, frowning, "According to this photo, did you find any other news?" ”

"A search is underway, however, according to customs sources, this person entered with an Egyptian passport and was a businessman." An employee next to him reported that this was the most basic information that could be collected so far, and that these people were hiding too deep to dig out.

Mistre frowned slightly, and took a deep look at the photo, as if he wanted to kill the other party in his heart!

"Head, head, there's news."

At this moment, an employee ran in from outside the temporary command post, a big man with a surprise on his face, handed the information in his hand to Mister, and said in his mouth, "His name is Ueda Iori, nickname: Dog Finder, and he is a broker active in North America." ”

"Islanders?" Mister heard the name and looked at the photo again, which was obviously a white man.

"He is an extreme ****, and his grandmother is from the island country, and he grew up over there, so he gave himself such a name." The employee said.

Miest nodded, but he didn't think that this was an ordinary broker who dared to touch their savior's goods, there was a buyer behind this guy, but it didn't matter, if he dared to reach out, he would die!

"Did you find him?"

"The approximate area has been found, here," the employee said, standing in front of Kismayo's map, looking for it, pointing to one of the places.

Mistre looked, "Mines?!" ”

The other party is pointing to a natural mine in Kismayo, but this mine has been abandoned, originally produced copper, but the amount is relatively small, and it has been abandoned for a long time, but the difficulty of this place is that this place belongs to a gang, the relationship is very complicated, and there are many bigwigs who want them to be filial piety behind their backs, and they can be regarded as registered in the Somali high-level.

Moreover, there are nearly four or five hundred people under the command of the other side, according to the intelligence, as well as light weapons and rocket launchers, etc., which were once occupied by a group of stragglers during the civil war, and later evolved into gangs.

"I want accurate information! If here... And he leveled them. Mister stared at the intelligence employee and said firmly.

What a bullshit gang, Lao Tzu has a gun in his hand, and he is not responsible for killing him.

"Yes!" The employee also gave a very serious salute.

"Iori Ueda??" Mistre said the more difficult name in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth sneered.

…

The large-scale transfer of the Savior Company, General Hassan knew about it as soon as possible.

He was wearing pajamas, holding a cigar in his hand, looking at the think tank in front of him, the head of the intelligence agency, Lippmann, the Minister of Security, Volkner, and the general staff of the military: Basil, these three people are his henchmen, and they have followed him since he started, and they can be regarded as "ministers from the dragon",

Unlike Aideed, who likes to find people from the clan, Hassan hopes that Somalia will go to the future, and his subordinates are highly educated, such as Lippmann, who graduated from the British Polytechnic University and is considered a proper scholar, such talents have many ways to succeed in the Western world, but he chose to return to China.

As he said at the graduation ceremony, "There are always people who need to follow in the footsteps of their predecessors and cry that they can't belong to my motherland!" ”

He's living his dreams.

And, most importantly, he is also the strongest hawk in the Hassan Group against mercenaries and security companies.

Lippmann believed that a qualified sovereign state would not allow the existence of these organizations! They are a provocation to the local law, and they should be expelled, but the interests occupied by Tang Dao are too great, and he knows that this military chief staff officer Basil has a very good relationship with Tang Dao.

After all, the troops have to be equipped!

The typical savior is full of money, as long as he has money, bullets are cheaper, much cheaper than those black-hearted entrepreneurs.

"What's going on? What happened again? "Hassan was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his voice was a little uncomfortable, and he spoke with a little rough voice, and he crossed Erlang's legs, he was pulled up from the bed, and it was strange that he had a good temper.

Lippmann, as the head of the intelligence department, said, "We found something unusual in the Savior Company and sent armed men to gather in Kismayo. ”

Hassan's heart trembled, but he still behaved very seriously, "What is the specific reason?" ”

"I haven't found out yet, but looking at the way they look, it's clear that something important has happened." Lippmann looked at the boss, and at this time he was ready to start applying eye medicine, as if casually saying, "The Savior Company has already clashed with several gangs in the local area, and the local garrison does not dare to interfere." He said and looked at Basil, "Our army is like a spectator, watching their performance. ”

Basil didn't have any expression, as if he was seeing the other party play alone.

"I want the latest information, don't tell me anything else that is useless." Hassan frowned and paused, "I'm going to contact Nicholas." ”

"He's not in Somalia, the latest news, see him in Los Angeles." Lippmann Road.

"Then arrange for me to speak with him on the phone."

Hassan's tone was a little higher, and he looked at Lippmann, "I want to know what the hell they're doing." ”

"Yes, sir." Lippmann bowed, "It's just that we don't need the local garrison to help stop the Savior's people, they seriously threaten the local production and civilian safety, which is a blow to our law and order and image." ”

"Are you going to have a conflict with them?" Basil finally spoke at this time, and sneered, "Or do you think that our people can beat each other?" Not everyone is called Lippmann. ”

"That only shows the incompetence of the military." Lippmann retorted.

"What are you talking about!" Basil glared.

Hassan rubbed his temples, "Enough, when are you going to argue?" Leave them alone, we still have to work with them, there's no need to get too stiff, I'll call Nicholas and ask him to pay attention. ”

Lippmann opened his mouth and sighed inwardly.

Somalia has become increasingly dependent on a savior.

Isn't this the modus operandi of arms dealers that this damn and evil capitalist will absolutely empty the last bit of vitality in Somalia, and then wait for the treasury to run out of money, and then wait for the opportunity to support other forces, so that the country will start to turn into chaos, and collect more benefits from it?

Be sure to get rid of them!

The Asian never considered playing a role in the construction of Somalia...

He is evil!

You deserve to go to hell!

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