In the Armenian plateau, dozens of mercenaries screamed in frustration.

But to no avail, I could only watch the off-road vehicle disappear into the desert area ahead.

After many years of throwing off the pursuers behind them, they soon set up an ambush directly in the place where they must pass.

He will never be soft on those who want to hunt him down.

This time, he said that he would also talk to the other party's leader to see who had betrayed him.

As for Isbam, who was dealing with him in arms on the Armenian side, if this man was not stupid, he would never have betrayed him for many years.

Of course, as long as the benefits are sufficient, isn't it normal to sell?

At the bend, dozens of mercenaries still chased after them.

Seeing these clamoring mercenaries, after they stepped into the trap, they didn't hesitate for many years, and directly pressed the bomb switch.

Maybe they didn't expect that he would bury the bomb so quickly until the moment they died, right?

More than 1,000 bombs have been planted in this area over the years.

Now it's only a few dozen explosions, and he's going to have to dig them out and need them later.

Rangoose, just as he was about to leave many years ago, the sound of a buzzing propeller spinning could be heard from behind.

"Wocao, you actually sent a helicopter to step on the horse?"

Bastard!

It's been a long time coming, good guy, it's really going to kill him.

It seems that there is a contradiction between arms dealers, and that is the relationship of interests.

Almost instantly, many years ago, I remembered the arms dealers I had met in London more than twenty years ago, such as Williams, Edward, and Cromwell.

Foreigners are really just for money, and they have completely lost their minds.

However, after many years of thinking about it, it seems reasonable.

After all, he has come to the Armenian Plateau several times in a row and earned tens of billions of dollars.

With such a huge arms deal, it is no wonder that these arms dealers have been working hard for many years.

After all, if it were possible, they arms dealers would even be willing to fight each other for many years.

No way, who made many years too ruthless.

Whether it is the Armenian plateau or Mesopotamia, he has to earn money in both places.

If people don't squat him, who will squat?

That's it, he just sent dozens of advance teams over, but he didn't expect to be served by him.

Now helicopters are coming, and it's three helicopters, and it's estimated that they are also delivering food.

This is a plateau desert area, and there is no shelter around.

Therefore, it is not realistic to run away here.

What's more, the sound of the explosion and the dust kicked up just now have already been clearly seen by the helicopter crew.

For many years, it was impossible to escape.

"God, why did he suddenly disappear?"

On the thermal imager display on the helicopter, the figure of many years quickly disappeared.

It's like the dozens of mercenaries in their team just now, and soon they will go to meet Satan.

It's easy to disappear from the thermal imager.

Not to mention that there are a lot of high-tech products in the space for many years, and it is normal to make targeted adjustments.

Ambushed in the sand, set up anti-aircraft guns, and waited for the opposing helicopter to arrive at the ambush for many years.

Three minutes later, three helicopters set off fireworks directly in mid-air.

The helicopter pilot saw clearly where the shells were coming from, but did not understand why the shells were coming out of the sand.

If you don't know, you don't know, anyway, I'm going to see Satan.

After watching the fireworks, many years ago I got up and left.

Follow the path the helicopter came from and chase it all the way out.

According to the flight radius of the helicopter, as well as the situation of these dozens of mercenaries, then the small den of these people should not be particularly far away.

However, after about a hundred kilometers, the drone overhead still did not transmit reliable information.

If you can't find a den, you can't catch each other.

"Could it be that they have just dispatched the whole army? Destroyed by me? ”

Suddenly, many years ago, a suspicion came to mind.

But I couldn't make sure for a while, so I had to move on.

Who knows how many men they sent.

After moving about a few dozen kilometers or so, I actually found Isbam's team transporting weapons and equipment.

"Well, I've got to listen to your calls."

Thinking of this, many years ago, I directly began to use satellites, directly contacting the technical team on Hong Kong Island, and asking them to help crack the signal.

In less than five minutes, many years have been cut into the other party's communication channel, and the other party's call is monitored in real time.

However, nothing was found.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that Hong Kong Island sent a transcript of Isbam's call more than an hour ago.

"Damn, it's really this grandson!"

After listening to the recording for many years, I immediately cursed.

Isbam's meaning on the phone was very obvious, that is, to let Ian, the arms dealer on the other side, eat dog for many years.

As for what to do next time when there are no arms?

This is not a problem at all, because there are not too many arms dealers who have come to their side to sell weapons lately.

If it weren't for the fact that the arms sold for many years were the cheapest and the fastest to be transported, Isbam would not have bought them from many years at all.

"Gan, this guy is actually a brother-in-law?"

After hearing the actual situation, he was so angry that he scolded his mother for many years.

This Isbamu is simply a scum who has more than enough success and more than failure, and sure enough, a considerable number of creatures like brother-in-law are big fools.

The next thing, for many years, naturally has nothing to say, just fuck him.

The group of Isbamu were still transporting weapons and equipment, unaware of the disaster.

Just before the team was about to reach their supply point, about ten kilometers or so, all the weapons in the team exploded.

The explosion was very loud, and you could hear it very clearly from the supply point, so you can imagine how terrifying the explosion was.

"Alert! All on alert! ”

At the supply point, Alberts looked at the distant sky, a mushroom egg appeared, and he suddenly panicked.

The other soldiers, who were wrapped in yellowed clothes, were also very nervous and shocked at this moment.

The sky in the distance, it was a mushroom egg like the end of the world, and it was terrifying.

For many years, he patted the dust off his body, sneered, and drove the off-road vehicle on.

As for the supply point, he wasn't going to come over.

Because in the direction they are heading in Isbam, it must be the place of the supply point.

He's not that lethal, it's almost enough to kill Isbam, he still needs to get the arms named Ian, and he doesn't have time to deal with the innocent soldiers at the supply point.

Two and a half hours later, in a makeshift base, many years of looking at the dead soldiers, rummaging through the office for clues.

This base was found by him, whether it was clothing, equipment, or the quality of personnel, it was exactly the same as the mercenaries who came to hunt him down before.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to end this base.

However, what left him speechless was that there was no Ian the arms dealer Isbam had spoken of.

After a while, he rummaged through the base officer's cell phone to find the clue.

Good fellow, this bastard named Ian is such a death-scared bastard.

I don't know where I found out that something was wrong, but four hours ago, I had already left here with five bodyguards.

And he still didn't say goodbye, and used text messages to inform the base officer that he was going to cross the Armenian plateau and go to Mesopotamia to find a market.

Bullshit!

This is just a confusing text message.

As a result, it will undoubtedly be very difficult to find this arms dealer of Ian for many years.

"Hmph, can you still escape to the ends of the earth on horseback? Labor and management don't believe it, why don't you show up here? ”

Many years snorted coldly and left the Armenian plateau directly.

The war in the Middle East will continue for several more years, and it goes without saying what that means for arms dealers.

Unless the arms dealer named Ian gives up the profits from this side.

Otherwise, you will definitely be caught for many years.

It's just that for many years now, I'm too lazy to play peek-a-boo with each other.

The small town of Ainabo, Somalia.

"Lord Ghost Hand, long time no see, please take a seat, this is the grapes we just picked from the manor, you can taste them."

Brao, who was already very old, smiled flatteringly.

This old guy fought and killed in the first half of his life, and after many years of encountering, he enjoyed his old age in peace.

For many years, I sat down and picked up the delicate grapes, not to mention, they were indeed very sweet.

It's right on the equator, and the sun is abundant, making it the best place to grow grapes.

And the weather conditions here are like this, almost all year round, there are more than 300 days of clear skies.

If you are planting in such a place, you have to be careful that the plants die due to exposure to the sun.

Regardless, Somalia is a fruit-rich place.

For example, now, at the table where I have been sitting for many years, bananas, watermelons, avocados, grapes, pineapples, coconuts, and so on.

At the same time, due to the promotion of agricultural technology and the climate, there are not only many types of fruits here, but also many of them are used for export.

After sitting down, many years did not rush to tell the other party about the arms dealer Ian, but chatted with Brao.

For example, this year's agricultural development in Somalia and the recent situation of other warlords.

The whole Somali region, in fact, is very complicated.

Warlords who have obeyed orders for many years can all benefit.

These warlords all run their own farms, such as the vast date palm groves, which are almost exclusively found in the areas where they live.

It is only where these warlords are there that the local economy is developing very well.

Because the warlords will take the initiative to maintain law and order on their side, as for other places, they don't bother to care.

As a result, farms far away in the suburbs are more developed, and in places like cities, they have become places where thieves are prevalent.

In this way, the situation here is naturally very complicated.

On the other hand, the large influx of Chinese into Somalia is also one of the reasons for the rapid development of agriculture here.

After all, the Chinese are known as the strongest nation in the world in terms of agricultural technology.

They are all ethnic groups that can settle down as long as they have land.

So, most of the lazy blacks were driven to the cities, while the Chinese were left on the farms.

The black people who went to the city were not enjoying life, but even worse.

It's normal to not have enough to eat, and petty theft or something is even more commonplace.

Anyway, it was extremely chaotic, and no one cared about it, so they were allowed to grow unchecked.

Ports to other places are also under the control of warlords such as Burao, who need to export agricultural products such as bananas and dates.

Many fruit products were transported by the large cargo ships of Plaza Premium Shipping Group.

Huimin supermarkets in so many countries and regions around the world are the best sales channels for these fruit products.

Listening to Brao's narration, he nodded from time to time for many years.

Suddenly he looked at the other party and asked, "Brao, how old are you?" ”

"I'm fifty-six years old."

Nest grass!

After many years, he was suddenly shocked, and he was only fifty-six years old, which was about the same as an old man in his eighties.

What's going on?

But listening to the other party's tone, he was quite proud, after all, he could live to be fifty-six years old, and he was not far from sixty years old, which was indeed an advanced age on their side.

There was silence for a long time, and he did not continue to speak for many years.

This is where the wonder of life lies.

In recent years, many years have been pondering questions about the meaning of life and longevity.

Maybe it's probably because some familiar names around them, they are gone, and they gradually disappear into their lives, and only occasionally when they think about it, do they know that there was such a person.

It may also be caused by his master Zhang Mingde, who is about to leave.

In fact, two years ago, his master also said that he would not have a few years to live.

But two years have passed, and his body is still healthy.

Probably because he wanted to live alone in the years before he left.

Anyway, the old man has a lot of ideas, and I don't know what he wants to do.

Let him be.

After many years of contemplation, Medavirab, Kisambani, Huang Chengju, Frank and others also came to the manor one after another.

Every time for many years, the Somali side has come directly to the estate of Burao, not to someone else's.

As a result, everyone has to travel thousands of miles from other places to come to Inabo Town every time.

Naturally, there are all kinds of envy and jealousy for Brao in his heart.

After coming back to his senses for many years, he looked up and saw Frank and them, smiled, and said:

"Sit down, what are you doing standing?"

"Okay, thank you, Lord Ghosthand."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and after many years, they were still afraid.

The methods of more than 20 years ago still make them fearful.

Not to mention that everyone has known a lot of things over the years.

Enterprises like Huimin Supermarket have definitely been controlled behind the scenes for many years.

As for the explanation, the richest man on Hong Kong Island who has been found by them for many years has been mistaken by them for white gloves.

There's no way, the identity of the ghost hand that has been created for many years is too strong a deterrent.

Even in the eighties, when technology was relatively developed, Frank, Medavirab and others still couldn't crack it.

You must know that these people today are already worth billions of dollars.

With so much money, what kind of technician are you looking for?

I can find it, but I can't solve the 'magic' for many years! (End of chapter)