Chapter 209: War Criminals of Bosnia and Herzegovina

At this time, there was a fourteen-story office building in Ahmedabad, a city in the western part of India, near the western Indian Ocean, which was the second pharmaceutical factory of the Landmark Pharmaceutical Company of India (the first pharmaceutical factory was the domestic Xinle Pharmaceutical Factory). The tenth floor above is the headquarters of the group company, because the enterprise is not very large, there are not many personnel, so the party for the people moved the headquarters of the group company from the city of Bangalore to this place.

The reason is simple, compared to Bangalore, it is more chaotic and the officials are more unscrupulous. Of course, for the not-so-bright Landpis pharmaceutical company, the secret could be better hidden. In contrast, the vast Indian Ocean is the best place for those who need to hide the truth or **.

Gao Xiangdong sat in his wide chair, his chin in his hands, thoughtful. At the age of 45, he has been in good health, but his long-term office life has made Gao Xiangdong attach great importance to appearance. So his shirt was always spotless, his tie was always regular, and his hair was brushed back with wax shining. Coupled with a square face and huge ears and a lion's nose, he looks very leaderlike, so this is also one of the reasons why he was secretly suppressed before.

Although Dang Weimin has become more and more depressed recently, he is still inferior to him in appearance because of his youth, and as for the others, they are either unkempt scientific madmen or young people who have not yet grown up, and it is rare in the whole group to be able to compare his official prestige.

But in front of the senior director, who graduated from a famous family and later completed his master's degree in Oxford, England, several men with full beards and vicissitudes of life sat on sofa chairs randomly. They were talking and laughing, and some of them were spitting smoke with cigarettes in their mouths.

This made Director Gao, who didn't like smoking a little disgusted, and there was no second person in front of him, except for the company's top leader, Dang Weimin, who could smoke casually. Now there are so many of them in one go, I can't stand it.

Turning over the materials in his hand, the first one on it is a list of names, the names are marked in English and Chinese, Maxim. Ishlovich. The name is unfamiliar to Chinese, but in Bosnia-Herzegovina, the former Yugoslavia, it has the effect of stopping children from crying at night.

During the 10-year Yugoslav civil war, which began in 1990, Serbs, Croats, Slovenes and Muslims fought each other for turf. Not only did the army kill each other, but civilians also killed each other.

Among them, the Serbs, because they inherited most of the military power of Yugoslavia, were the strongest at the beginning, including their militia organizations, which were often able to defeat the regular armies of other nationalities.

This Maximian. Ishlovic joined the fray in 1995 as a student at an engineering university in Bosnia and Herzegovina. Although he was a Serb and a more inclined ethnicity, he was generally a moderate person.

It's a pity that his little world ended on his girlfriend's birthday, and a group of Green Cult bandits rushed into their village and a** his girlfriend in front of him. And directly hacked most of the men in the village to death with machetes, and then set fire to the entire village.

Since he has been a long-distance runner since he was a child, the athletic genius jumped directly into the river to save his life. When he walked more than thirty kilometers to find a Serbian militiaman, he had passed out.

After waking up, Ishlovich, entangled by family feuds and ethnic hatred, became a member of this militia unit, and in the days to come, everyone was shocked by the cruelty and madness of this university student. Because of his hatred, he can push the old and young of the alien race into the pit and bury them alive with a discolored face, or he can shoot all the captives directly with a machine gun.

And this engineering student, in battle, quickly showed his military talents, not only because of his good athletic body, but also because of his brain. A year later, the militia unit was commanded by him, a 21-year-old young man.

By early 1998, Serb leader Karadzic in Bosnia and Herzegovina and Serbian President Slobodan Milosevic were both of this person and regarded him as one of the commanders of important Serb militias.

But NATO intervened, and American bombers bombed Serbia indiscriminately, facing the largest warplane on the planet. Ishlovich's troops were as weak as candles in the wind, and even if they were angry, they could only lie in their holes like rats. ,

Two months later, Serbia was defeated, and the retreat of the regular army deprived the militia of their greatest support. However, the opposing Green Sect can not only use the support of its own religion to get a lot of money, but also use the US military to directly attack them.

A year later, Serbian President Slobodan Milosevic was arrested at home and sent directly to the International Court of Justice in The Hague. The Serb militias in Bosnia and Herzegovina were wiped out, some died, some returned home, and most laid down their arms in frustration.

Ishlovich's forces also fell apart, and when he sadly planned to return to Serbia, he had already been condemned as a "war criminal" and a "perverted murderer" by his country. In addition to being sad, he realized that he had become a person who was abandoned by the world and also by the motherland and nation.

Leading a group of similarly ostracized companions, Ishlovich became a group of freelance mercenaries who could alleviate his pain. During his nearly 10 years of hiding, Ishlovic not only hated NATO and the United States, but also hated Serbia, which regarded this person who fought for the nation's blood as a "war criminal".

On the run, there were fewer and fewer of his subordinates, and his life became more and more confused, and he didn't fight for anything. Revenge, these people have tried several times, but in front of the American military planes, they have nothing to gain except to lose the lives of a few people.

In 2008, more than a dozen people were injured in his team during a mission, and the employer simply left. Looking at the tragic situation of his subordinates, Ishlovich could only bow his head, considering the plan to act as a security guard for a certain force that he had always rejected.

However, as the world's notorious war criminals, there are not many forces that have the courage to confront the United States and NATO. After months of probing, oddly enough, they received an offer from a pharmaceutical company.

And the owner of this pharmaceutical company is still Chinese, and he does not have much impression of the Chinese Ishlovich. Only that time the Americans bombed their embassy, but it made China, which had been very loud before, mute and flee from Yugoslavia with its tail between its legs. It made him feel that the country was quite cowardly and did not have the courage to persevere, so he was worried about a Chinese being the boss, afraid of being sold directly to NATO.

However, there seems to be no other better option for them. After entering India, Ishlovich was looking forward to it, because it was not other means of transport that sent them to India, but a submarine

There are many rich companies in the world, and there are also powerful companies, but few companies can smuggle a group of international war criminals into a country with a German 209-class submarine. After all, there are too few forces that dare to act against the United States, and even behind their backs, few people will do it.

"Yes, Gao, I think your conditions are too harsh for us to accept." Ishlovic actually thinks that the condition is okay, but he still has to pay back if he can bargain.

"We've already raised it quite generously, and in your current situation, you didn't have the conditions when you were hired last few times, right?" Gao Xiangdong's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and then pulled the skin with this group of people, but he still wondered in his heart that the boss wanted to recruit such a group of people? He is now using the local people for drug trials in this pharmaceutical company, and even captured some captives to do ** tests, and he doesn't think these things are too big of a deal. If these drugs are successful, millions of people around the world will benefit directly and even more indirectly.

In order to maintain secrecy, it is necessary to arrange some reliable manpower, after all, it would be worse for the locals to act as security guards in case there is another crowd of people. Like foreigners, it is much more reliable, at least it is difficult to collude with the locals, and it is easy to be caught as soon as the chain is long. The strong technical strength of Pioneer Software is enough to achieve the same level of surveillance capability as the CIA.

So when he couldn't make a decision, he called the party for the people, and the answer there was very simple, "Arrange them first, and I will come here." ”

The party's simple money-hire relationship for the people can't buy the loyalty of an army, and until an army of humans can be built, a homeless guy like Ishlovich is the best yeast.

When the mending belt was over, the car repairman asked for 3 yuan, which was very cheap, and when he saw another old man passing by, he took out an envelope from the drawer and handed it over.

"No, your leg is injured too, I'm much better now, you better keep it." The old man resolutely refused.

But the mechanic stuffed the envelope into the old man's pocket, "It's okay, I'm feeding the whole family by myself now." But the little third son, he can't even get out of bed now, so you should hold on to him. You're still working at such an old age, I can help if I can. ”

After hearing this, the old man's tears fell, "Nacheng, I thank you on behalf of the third son." Since the third son fell like this, except for a few questions at the beginning, no one cares now. It's still you old comrades-in-arms who are sympathetic. ”

The old man staggered away, and the mechanic limped away with a sigh and a sad face.

"The old man's child?" The party is going to ask for the people.

"Huh? My comrade-in-arms, after being discharged from the army, was so frustrated that he fell into a high degree of paralysis, and now no one cares. The mechanic took out a cigarette paper from his pocket, poured some loose tobacco, rolled it with saliva, and sat on a small chair and smoked it sullenly.

The watch was quietly taken off, avoiding the eyes of the car repairman, and rested at the corner of the tricycle tool car, and Dang Weimin rode away on the bicycle.

Chapter 209: War Criminals of Bosnia and Herzegovina

Chapter 209: War Criminals of Bosnia and Herzegovina