A day later, 1,000 security personnel were ready to be inspected by Prince Basel and Chris at the premises of the security forces belonging to the United Oil Corporation on the island of Djerba. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Most of these people are local security personnel recruited from Tunis, but from them, there is no trace of North Africa, they are wearing the uniform of security personnel customized by the United Oil Group, wearing steel helmets on their heads, iron gray jackets on their upper bodies, and full-legged cargo pants of the same color, and thick-soled leather boots on their feet.

Of course, it's not all North Africans, about 20% of them are professional soldiers from France and Germany, they are all young adults who have retired from the army, and basically do nothing but fight, and joining mercenaries is their best choice.

According to Basel and Chris's predetermined plan, today is the day to send troops to recover the Mobil oil field, so Basel wants to see how many troops Chris has prepared to complete this mission, and Basel wants to make sure that what he gets is worth the money he has paid.

The security forces of the United Petroleum Group are indeed good, it can be seen that their logistical supply situation is very good, these soldiers are sturdy, their eyes are sharp, their mental state is very good, not only their physical condition is good, the training of this unit is also good, the queue they lined up is horizontal and vertical, it is like measuring with a ruler, and although there are thousands of people standing solemnly, no one talks to each other, and no one walks around at will, it looks as quiet as thousands of wood carvings, This is unbelievable for North Africans, who are accustomed to being casual.

It seemed that this force was even more capable than the Prince of Basel's palace guards, much to the Prince's satisfaction.

But somehow, Prince Basel felt a little awkward from the first moment he saw this force, but he couldn't say what to pinch.

Soon, the Prince of Basel found the reason.

The state of this unit is indeed good, but the only problem is that this unit is not equipped with weapons, not even the most basic backpacks and rifles, which makes the Prince of Basel a little curious.

"What about their weapons? Somewhere else? Prince Basel asked Chris casually.

"Weapons?" A look of surprise appeared on Chris's face, as if he had an incredible hand and replied: "The weapons are still waiting for you to equip, you will not let them die like this, the soldiers of the Brotherly Alliance are not holding burning sticks in their hands." ”

"I'm going to equip it? Are you mistaken? I've already spent 15 million francs, can't I get you to spend some bullets and gasoline? "Prince Basel really didn't expect that Chris was still waiting for him here.

In order to send troops to United Oil, the Prince of Basel has paid 15 million francs, which is a large amount, even if it is enough to establish a force of 5,000 people from beginning to end, if it were not for some ulterior purposes, the Prince of Basel would not have sent so much, but he did not expect that such a huge investment would only be obtained with an unarmed army, which made the Prince of Basel really unacceptable.

"I can mobilize people to help you, this is actually a violation of the relevant regulations of United Oil, you also know, United Oil is not for private service, everything here belongs to the board of directors, so if you want to achieve the goal, then it is better to equip them with weapons, I can't use weapons belonging to the group headquarters for a private reason, that will make it impossible for me to get out." Chris put on a posture that I helped you so much, you shouldn't give me trouble, and Prince Basel was really depressed.

"15 million, that's 15 million, do you know what that is? Don't you think it's a bit too much for the whole of Tunis to have a defense budget this year, but you only gave me so much? "The Prince of Basel was very angry and looked like he wanted to return it again.

The French government is responsible for the defense of Tunis, and the part that needs to be spent by the Tunisian government is really not much, and the Prince of Basel is right, the Tunisian government does not spend 15 million francs on defense.

"I don't think it's too much, in fact, if you know the military, then you should understand how much it costs to set up a force, that's not something that can be done by simply hiring a few temporary workers on the street, these soldiers have professional military skills, they are all after a long period of hard training to have the momentum they have now, how much does it cost you find someone who understands it, in fact, you only spend 15 million, you can make 1,000 soldiers live and die for you, In my opinion, this is a big advantage. "Chris is a standard businessman, and the tongue lotus is just the foundation, and a toothpick can boast of being a cultural relic.

Chris is right, the most important thing in the army is combat effectiveness, and the results of dispatching a well-trained army are completely different from dispatching a rabble, not to mention how much they cost, if it is a well-trained army, a post-war pension alone can save a lot.

Of course, if the Prince of Basel had personally operated this matter, what would have happened was that there was no pension at all, so the Prince of Basel would feel at a loss.

It's a big loss!

"And how much does it cost to equip them with weapons?" The Prince of Basel is ready to admit his head, looking at Chris's appearance, he is not ready to refund, and if Chris's request is not met, Basel will not get anything.

You know, now that the Mobil field is still under the control of the brotherhood, almost every day that passes, the Prince of Basel loses hundreds of thousands of francs, and if the Mobil field can be recovered sooner, then the cost is worth it now.

"Of course, I have a list here that you can take a look at." Chris smiled, took out a list from the briefcase in his hand, and handed it to Prince Basel with respectful hands.

"Hmph - I'll see, oh, 1,200 rifles -- only 1,000 people, why do you need 1,200 rifles?" The Prince of Basel immediately noticed that something was wrong.

"This is a desert area, and the damage to weapons is very serious, and if you don't have enough reserves, I'm afraid you won't be able to complete the mission smoothly, so proper reserves are necessary." Chris didn't raise his eyes, and his answer was very smooth, as if he had expected this question from the Prince of Basel.

"And what about the pistol? Why do you need 1200 pistols too? And 100 light machine guns? Does your unit have to operate three weapons at the same time? That's outrageous, isn't it? "The Prince of Basel continues to find fault.

"Pistols are self-defense weapons, they belong to the category of individual weapons, which is indispensable, as for machine guns, my troops are used to fighting under the cover of machine guns, and without the cooperation of machine guns, they will not be able to successfully complete the task smoothly." Chris explained respectfully, thought about it and added: "I have compressed the unnecessary part as much as possible, you see, there are no artillery and armored vehicles on this list, this is already the most basic equipment, if you cut some of it, it will definitely affect the combat process, I don't think you want to see that happen." ”

At this time, Chris seems to be really thinking from the perspective of the Prince of Basel, everything that can be saved has been omitted, as long as it is on the list, it is the part that cannot be saved.

It's a pity that the Prince of Basel did not admit Chris's affection, and as soon as Chris's words fell, the Prince of Basel immediately retorted: "That's right, you really didn't list the artillery and armored vehicles, I am very grateful for that, but what happened to these more than 150 cars?" Are you going to equip each of them with one? ”

Chris didn't even need to look at the list, he wrote it down one by one, of course he knew what was on the list, and when he heard Basel's question, Chris immediately replied: "Your Excellency, if it is one person who needs 1,000 cars, you see, I don't list so much." You know, there are only four people on the small matadors, and if you take into account the actual battle, then it should be three or two people, and there are 95 matadors on it, and it is true that this number is needed to achieve the purpose of the battle, otherwise if the soldiers of the brotherly alliance ride those damn camels, my warriors will not be able to catch up with them. ”

Chris's bulldog is not an ordinary bulldog, this is a special vehicle specially developed by Lanfang Royal Automobile Group for desert areas, which not only reduces the overall weight, but also uses wider tires and a more powerful engine to ensure that the vehicle will not sink into the sand dunes.

Of course, this kind of pit bull is also worth a lot of money, each of which costs more than 6,000 francs, and Chris listed a total of 95 pit bulls, which is not a low total price.

"Ha, you really used me as a Kaizi to slaughter, look at your current troops, how many bulldogs are you equipped? Are there 95 pit bulls in the whole of Djerba? You're not trying to equip these 1,000 people at all, you're simply changing the outfit of your entire oil field appendage-" Basel doesn't want to let Chris slaughter him so unexplicably, and he still has to question when he should question it.

"You're thinking too much, I didn't mean that." There was not the slightest embarrassment on Chris's face, but a calm face.

Well, don't care if Chris means that or not, Chris's attitude is very clear, if you want this force to be dispatched, then it is better to meet all of Chris's requirements, otherwise, Chris doesn't care who the Mobil field belongs to.

"Are there any other costs besides this?" Basel visibly felt his breathing getting worse, and if Chris dared to pull out another list, Basel swore that he would tear it apart and smash it in Chris's face.

"No, you should be able to see that it has everything you need, even bullets and gasoline, and you don't need anything else." Chris's face immediately filled with smiles again.

"It's better not to have any more, my patience is limited." Basel glared at Chris viciously before signing his name on the list.

Well, Basel was in a helpless mood when he signed the autograph.

(To be continued.) )