John and Pierce pulled their suits and whispered to each other as they walked out of the office building, their faces solemn, as if they couldn't fight for something.

"Gentlemen, please wait." Someone shouted behind him, the voice was hearty and gentle, just listening to it made people feel good, people are sensory animals, and their facial senses will pass on their joys, sorrows and sorrows to you, sometimes, the handsome ones are indeed more popular.

John and the two turned around for some reason, and saw a young man of about thirty years old standing behind him, with a light blue tie supporting a white suit, this match, fortunately not in Somalia, you are a walking fat pier, this goes out, the sniper does not give you a bullet in the head, I am sorry for this outfit.

"Is there something wrong, sir?"

After John looked him up and down, he still asked politely, and asked others to get out without opening his mouth, which was already very polite.

"Wallace, Wallace. Berera. The other party stretched out his hand and smiled. John looked at the other party's delicate and tender hands, just like a woman, this touched, smooth, of course, he didn't have any other hobbies, just shook it slightly and let go, and introduced himself in a rough voice, Wallace said very exaggeratedly, "John. Cannesburg? Of course I know that the gunpowder of the umbrella blew up the city of BlackRock (Superman). ”

It's so contrived!

John's military style, he didn't like the other party's startled look, so he looked impatient, and looked at his watch, "Mr. Wallace, if you don't have anything, I think, we're going to take our leave." ”

The Italians originally planned to invite the other party to have afternoon tea, but seeing that he said so, he had no choice but to go straight to the topic and ask tentatively, "I just heard General Aideed say that the two of you also want to compete for ports?" ”

John suddenly realized, glanced at Pierce, did not answer, just waited for the other party to continue.

"My company plans to lease the port, and if you can, I hope to give it to me, and I am willing to compensate you."

"We can't promise about this, I'm going to ask the boss." John said.

"Shall I meet Mr. Nicholas, then?"

Wallace's ability to climb along the pole is not small, and he said directly, but John always felt that this guy was waiting here, meeting the other party's hopeful gaze, and Gunpowder frowned, "Of course, my boss likes to meet friends the most, do you have a business card?" ”

The Italian quickly took out his business card from the inner pocket of his suit, handed it over with both hands, and was grateful, "Thank you very much." ”

"That's what we're supposed to do, I'll go first, and I'll call you then, Mr. Wallace," Shaking the business card in his hand, John put it in his pocket, turned and left.

Staring at the backs of the two men, Wallace stood on the steps, looking at it with a smile on his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Boss, this guy doesn't look like a good guy, I think he's a lot like Cecilio before." Pierce, who was driving, reminded, frowned, and found a word to describe it, "Hypocrisy!" ”

John laughed and clasped his hands, "Don't I have this idea?" I felt it a long time ago, but I didn't bother to say, do you want me to argue with him? That's such a waste of our time. ”

"Then why are you still taking his business card?" Pierce was surprised, the former took out the business card, opened the window, and threw it outside, and a gust of wind sent it lightly into the sky, and he clapped his hands, "Look, it's gone." ”

This operation made Pierce laugh, honked the horn, and joked, "Do we want the port?" I remember that Somalia was a big sea, and maybe we could go out and do a part-time job. ”

"This really has to contact the boss, the port is too small, there is not much substance, even if we temporarily dock the warship, we can't enter the port, and the modification is too expensive... I don't think the boss necessarily agrees. "John studied cartography and strategy in his service, and he understood the importance of Somali ports, but the reality is always cruel, the ports are too small!

Pierce nodded as if he didn't understand, anyway, he was just a bad old man who was about to turn half a hundred years old, and now he was very satisfied with this life, he didn't have to starve to death on the streets, turned on the radio, listened to soft music, and headed towards the airport.

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Following.

Tang Dao took Mister and others to the meeting, and this time MacArthur obviously paid more attention to it and waited at the door with the purchasing team.

"It's a pleasure to see you again, Mr. Nicholas."

"Me too, General, I hope God willing, this meeting will have a satisfactory result."

MacArthur still didn't even have a smile on his face, as if he was born not to laugh, coldly, raised his hand, said please, and took the lead in the front, this person obviously has a strong personality, from the beginning from the momentum is ready to press the Tang knife.

There is also an episode here, when a group of people walk to the junction of the corridors, they see a few doctors in white coats muttering in the depths, and nurses coming in and out, it seems that Lloyd is here.

But Tang Dao still didn't say a word, this beast trapped here, can it escape from the hunters?

Was MacArthur really willing to save him?

Benefits... It's all about interests.

This time, the meeting was selected in a particularly large conference room, the personnel from both sides were seated, and the purchasing group on the opposite side was violent, but on Tang Dao's side, only Mistre and Little Angel sat on the left and right to press the formation, but they didn't know anything about negotiation at all.

It seems that you have to find a few professionals when you have the opportunity, and you can't let yourself come to such large-scale negotiations in the future, right?

He prefers to hide behind and be the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Mr. Nicholas, we are very interested in the gunship battle group you mentioned, can you go on with that?" After a member of the purchasing team glanced at the big guy, he put his hand on the table and spread out the information to speak.

Tang Dao groaned, and nodded, "I think the future war will be an era of low-altitude hegemony, the Vietnam War of the US military and last year's Gulf War actually proved the role of helicopters on the battlefield, his low-altitude hovering allows him to effectively strike at ground weapons, if the tank is the king of land warfare, then the heavily armed helicopter is their nightmare, and there is absolutely no one under the aircraft artillery and missiles to resist." ”

This is a classic case.

In the Gulf War, Uncle Sam brandished a big stick and commanded a large number of air aircraft formations to enter the Silly Damu territory from the south, and before the bombing, in order to ensure the safe penetration of the air plane formation, it was necessary to tear a hole in the south of the tight Silly Damu air defense network, and this task was handed over to the armed helicopter and stealth aircraft F-117.

Three MH-53J "Paving Laser" special operations helicopters of the US Army's First Special Operations Wing used their night vision and low-light night vision devices to guide nine Army AH-64 "Apache" attack helicopters from the territory of the neighboring land of Silly Damu to the north and the south. After a long flight, at around 2:30 a.m., they found two early warning radar stations in the southern part of the air defense early warning network, which were intended to be destroyed. AH-64 helicopters kicked off the Gulf War by destroying both radar stations with Hellfire missiles.

Silly Damu was pressed to the ground by Uncle Sam with Zhisheng Ji and beaten, and his beard was shaved for you, so he could only lie on the ground and scream, blaming others for bullying people.

This is the role of helicopter gunships in war, and every experience is learned from war.

Around the time of this incident, the Gallic chicken's "Le de France West" exclaimed: Monsters from North America are spitting flames at low altitudes, and the unspeakable man-eating demon king is marching towards Baghdad......

It seems that the French have a heritage of this style.

"I have always felt that modern warfare will no longer rely too much on human beings, and you are deeply aware of the power of industry in Africa, and there is never a right or wrong in war, only failure and success, are you right? What do you think if you shoot down Ethiopian planes with air-released missiles and shout on the radio tomorrow that the damned aggressor is doomed? I send you hope, not a weapon to kill! That's the most important thing, I've always been friends with you. ”

Tang Dao, does this think that the flickering move is too good? started to use this trick again, but Mister and the little angel heard it for the first time, and they only felt that the boss said that the friend truth came from thousands of miles, can it still be for dollars?

What makes him travel so far to bring warmth to the people of Eritrea? Is it love? Is it a responsibility? No, it's hope!

"If you need it now, you can place an order, I can give you a very good price, 20% off!" Tang Dao made a gesture and said.

"Huh? But didn't you say 7% off yesterday? A member of the purchasing group asked.

"Is there one? Okay, 7% off is 7% off! This is our friendship and I am willing to let the benefits again. He almost gritted his teeth and slapped the table, so generous, it made people think that he was a good person, a person who got rid of low-level interests.

But Tang Dao was thinking, should you quote a high price first?

"Mr. Nicholas, do you have any recommendations?" MacArthur finally spoke, although he was a little disgusted with Tang Dao and thought that what this guy said was shit, but you have to admit that he was right, the role of helicopters in modern warfare is becoming more and more important, he is a little bit of a person in Eritrea who has a big picture, the world is very big and cruel!

The human world has always been dressed in hypocritical smirk, the law of the jungle is the real main style, those who stand on the commanding heights to reprimand others, most of them are jealous, because in addition to scolding, it seems that he has the ability to sanction the other party, only when he is really tough, your opponent will respect you.

Eritrea still has a long way to go.

MacArthur took a deep breath and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his brow furrowed and loosened, and finally, he spoke, "Mr. Nicholas, how much helicopter do you think the man lying down there is worth?" ”

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