"There is an ancient saying in the East that Wu Song beats Pan Jinlian angrily!"

Shepard, who had been tortured, walked downstairs with a sad and angry face, and then ran into a confrontation with Plumri, who commanded several PMCs to carry a large box full of documents, and was about to send things to Helen, and then he saw Shepard, whose right face was red and swollen, but there was still a lipstick mark on his mouth.

"Tsk, young people really know how to play!"

Plomri and a few PMCs immediately laughed, they didn't expect that the big boss, who didn't seem to have any bad habits at the camp on weekdays, would have this kind of habit.

And Shepard didn't bother to explain, he silently wrote down the names of a few people, and prepared to deduct their wages the next day in the name of these guys entering the door with their right foot, well, deducting a month's salary is obviously not enough, and another year of vacation will be deducted!

In the following month, Shepard didn't let Zabi continue to make trouble, he hired a few artists for Zabi, and prepared to draw a booklet about the relevant knowledge of local tactics, and then marked it in Portuguese and local vernacular, and then printed it in large quantities for promotion.

Although Shepard had arranged literacy lessons for the guerrillas, the Black Uncles obviously preferred to learn how to use firearms, and there were many people who couldn't write their own names after learning for months, so they had to use pictures instead.

In fact, Shepard has not considered the trick of engaging in photographer shooting, but even if it is burned into tape, it is better to consider the screening conditions, it is better to print and distribute it as a booklet, which is not only easy to carry, but also has the function of toilet paper, and the black uncles can learn how to dig tunnels while squatting in the pit.

And Zabi was not idle, he was instructed by Shepard to meet with many surrounding tribal leaders and resistance leaders, and poured a lot of hard currency such as gold and diamonds from the former with the medicine he had accumulated before.

And these hard currency Zabi was swept away by Shepard before he could cover the heat, but he was not a white wolf with empty gloves, because of the previous fierce battle, the guerrillas' weapons and ammunition stocks had bottomed out, and Shepard was very generous to the guerrillas to replenish all, including 50,000 rounds of 7.62 mm bullets from Europe and 100,000 rounds of 7.62 mm bullets from South Africa, in addition to the brand-new 30 rifles, which are all new goods produced by the South African arsenal.

Shepard had previously sent Osaba to Namibia under the name of the Angola Liberation Front, where Osaba relied on his excellent communication skills to successfully connect with a mysterious, but guess-aware, South African arms dealer who could sell most of the infantry equipment, including rifles, machine guns, and bazookas, at low prices, but only if they only accepted hard currency.

And Shepard hoarded a large amount of hard currency in his hands, everyone wanted gold and guns, so there was nothing to say, Osaba didn't even ask Shepard, he first placed an order for a thousand South African R1 automatic rifles, and found that the arms dealers who came to the big customer in order to repay Osaba's generosity, directly gave the latter a list, which included everything from individual equipment to mortars and howitzers, and even the other party was very considerate and could be delivered to the door.

Osaba did not dare to hesitate, and immediately returned to the DRC to send back the list to Shepard, as well as the 1,000 rifles that were still waiting for him to pay, and the arms dealer directly hired a third-party consignment team to send the weapons to the border.

Shepard didn't hold Osaba accountable for the random order, after all, he was sent to do it himself, and he cared about the background of the arms dealer. After all, daring to open his mouth to provide artillery is not something that ordinary arms dealers can do, and even ordinary military backgrounds may not be able to do it.

"There is so much energy in South Africa, except for the army, that is, the National Cooperation Agency!"

"National Cooperation Bureau, what's that?"

Hannibal looked puzzled, the name sounded okay, but it didn't feel like a good unit!

"South African CIA, you can understand it that way!"

Shepard explained, and the latter was relieved.

"CIA, that's okay, these guys are engaged in arms trafficking, I'm afraid it's also because of tight funds?"

"It's not impossible!"

Shepard nodded, the National Cooperation Bureau in his memory does not have a good reputation in South Africa, and the institutions that do not have a good reputation both externally and internally generally do not end well, so if it is really the background of the Cooperation Bureau, then Shepard doesn't mind buying something from the other party, after all, the intelligence agencies are very simple, they all exist for the loyalty of the country, and they will never engage in any private work or make any black gold!

"So you'll have to be careful, but this is the list!"

Shepard looked at the fancy document like a menu, after seeing the bunch of people in Vietnam, Shepard really didn't think there was any surprise about the things on the document, but he currently used it, there were few on it, he wanted helicopters, armored vehicles, but these things, there were no things on the list.

The only thing Shepard is willing to buy is rifle, machine gun, and bullet grenade!

"Wait, they have that too?"

While looking through the list, Shepard suddenly found a familiar thing, the full name of that thing is called RP-3, of course, it can also be called Character 3, this is a rocket developed by the British during World War II, it is very versatile, it can be mounted on airplanes, tank warships, and even the British have developed a towed rocket launcher, and gave it a name called a mattress!

"South Africa is a former British colony, and they all have Sherman tanks, not to mention RP3 rockets! Not surprising! ”

"Well, rockets, good stuff, Osaba, you can find a way to get more of this thing!"

As soon as he heard the rocket, a certain Middle Eastern gene sleeping in Shepard's body began to be restless, as the saying goes, there is money Rheinmetall, there is no money Laiyang steel pipe, but now he can't get Rheinmetall, and he can't get Laiyang steel pipe, so it's no problem to find other alternatives!

"What are you doing with this kind of rocket, this thing is not accurate, the power is decent, it is better to make a howitzer!"

"You guys!"

Shepard sneered disdainfully, if these guys lived for another thirty years, they would know whether the rockets were good or not.

"Or the lack of social beatings, do you think rockets are just that? Look at it, boys, real rockets, that's how it works! ”