Chapter 514: Minus One Point, I'll Go Ten Kilometers Forward!
The winter day in the north gray is sunny and mild.
Ancient and spectacular Arabic architecture mingles with rows of modern buildings, towering skyscrapers lie on the banks of the Habi River, and hundreds of traditional wooden pleasure boats abruptly anchor in the harbor.
The scene of tourists on weekdays has disappeared at this moment.
Only the streets were empty, and the occasional passer-by was also frightened, heading straight for the Camellen International Airport.
Bosses in the oil, flour and textile industries have chosen to flee by plane to the surrounding desert countries, rich countries and olive countries, and even the Euroberry region on the other side of the ocean, so as to escape the war.
Only the local natives, who have no money and no power, are still stuck at home.
In his heart, he was silently praying, hoping that the shells would be accurate and not fall into his yard.
The sky over Kahelen, which has a population of more than 20 million, is filled with a kind of despair and helplessness.
Jib'ilai sat in a rice-blooded tram as the driver drove slowly towards the outskirts of the city, and through the rearview mirror, he saw that the royal city was slowly moving away.
Passing through a large commercial block, the vision ahead suddenly opened up, and the camp of the Chad escort was majestically stationed thirty kilometers away.
It seems that there is no fear at all about the tactical missiles and howitzers of the cotton country, which pose a threat to themselves.
As a matter of fact, the 'Nine Infants' missile interception system showed amazing multi-level defense capability and interceptor missile technology in two extremely short encounters, and the most of them was to withstand the 3,000 missiles launched by the Ubaid Fortress.
Jib'Ile couldn't help but smile bitterly, looking at the imposing Chad camp, and then comparing it with his own mental outlook, it was a cloud and mud.
Peace!
There's only one way to go!
The spirit of the Southwest Region was completely defeated, and the core forces of the three major regions of Alexandria, Luxor, and Suyishi were also wiped out in the last battle.
The entire manpower of the Xingwu Division, including the logistics and reserves, is only more than 400,000, and now it has lost more than half of it in one go, and there is no capital to compete with it.
As the convoy sailed across the mighty Habi River, Gib'ile raised his eyelids and stared at the Mother River, leaving behind a dull sigh.
The 30-kilometer journey took half an hour, and it seemed that every meter was extremely difficult.
The once incomparably powerful cotton country, as the big brother of the Arab world and one of the four tigers of the gray continent, even ranks among the top three in terms of economic output, but now it has to grovel and take the initiative to seek peace, which is really unwilling.
"Click!"
A flash of white light!
Gib'Ile panicked at first, and then saw the media delegation not far away, and only then did he realize that it was just a flashing light.
Immediately angry, he couldn't wait to drive all these Oberry reporters out of Kahelen!
"Mr. Giboile, is the dispute between the two countries ending today?"
"As the commander of the Battle of Ubaid, can you talk about the main reasons for the defeat?"
"Before leaving, what is King Capri's expectation for the outcome of the peace talks?"
As soon as Gibilef got out of the car, he was surrounded by a horde of journalists.
Since it was near Chad's camp, in order to show his sincerity in negotiations, he only brought two retinues and a dozen members of the negotiation team, and he was unable to resist the menacing 'Uncrowned King'.
What's more, whether it is the Fog Country Broadcasting Company, the Huadu Post, or the Huadu Evening News, there is a superpower standing behind it.
He can't afford to be offended!
A few dozen meters away, the members of the Chad Escort were looking at the excitement coldly with disdain.
Losers don't deserve respect!
You know, once the cotton country succeeds, Fort Lamy's industrial zone and new city plan will be ruined.
After all, before Shanhai Group's large-scale development, Chad's electrical appliance coverage rate was less than 20%, the Internet penetration rate was only 6%, and the per capita monthly income remained below $50 all year round.
Food, housing, education, and medical care are all hard to guarantee!
Everyone is very poor and stable!
Even a clean source of water is an extraordinarily luxurious dream for most people.
Whoever comes on such a day will have to collapse!
And Jibuilai in front of him, and King Capri behind him, actually wanted to destroy their hard-won happiness, and naturally they were hated by all the members of the escort.
Jib'ilai's heart sank, and he deliberately didn't look at a pair of fierce eyes, and buried his head in it.
As for the reporter's bullshit question, he didn't want to answer any of them.
If you lose, you lose!
This group of bastards is still riding their faces all the time, and they are asking him the reason for failure, can't they be a good person?
With a cold face, Gib'eilai walked forward quickly, trying to get rid of the reporter's entanglement.
At this moment, surrounded by the escort, Akairam strode with his head held high, and then stopped two or three meters away, looking at Gib'ile condescendingly.
The winner is king, the loser is the loser!
Although Akairam was previously unknown, the Chad Escort under his rule was more like a brigade of militias, with poor weapons, slack training, and worrisome combat effectiveness.
However, after Shanhai Group took over, the quality of personnel has long been different from what it used to be through actual combat drills and simulated training, improving logistics support and equipment support, and improving screening and assessment standards.
Just from the straight backs and sharp eyes of the members of the escort team, you can get a glimpse of one or two.
Akailam smiled slightly, revealing a calm and relaxed expression.
Seeing this, Jibriel immediately understood the other party's intentions, and the others wanted him to speak first, and it was better to say some groveling words.
If it had been placed before, he would not have hesitated at all, and he would have dared to collapse Aikailam Mu with his gun!
A small commander of Chad's escort team, in his eyes, does not even have formal military training and command ability, where does he have the courage to put on a score in front of him?
However, at this moment and then, he had to bow his head today.
In front of everyone's eyes, Jib'Ile squeezed out a reluctant smile and bowed in greeting: "Seyran, respected Mr. Akairam! β
"Where's Capri?"
Akela whispered, unceremoniously spoken.
"Mr. Aikailam, I am fully responsible for the work of this peace meeting."
Gib'Ile replied in a muffled voice.
He knew very well that Ai Kailam was intending to humiliate the king.
"Oh? It seems that Capri has not yet recognized the reality, and there is no sincerity at all, okay, you can go back. β
Aikelamu waved his hand, as if he was sending a stray dog, full of arrogance and contempt.
Rao is Jibu Yilai's qi cultivation kung fu is good, but he is still so angry that he is stunned in place, and the six gods have no owner.
How dare he!
Jib'ilai stared at a pair of tiger eyes, staring at Akailam.
If it weren't for some scruples in his heart, he would have pounced on him and flayed him alive.
"What? Not convinced? β
"Then let's keep fighting!"
Ai Kai Lamu snapped in fear.
According to the normal process, the high-level leaders of the cotton country will inevitably bargain for the peace conditions proposed by Mr. Chen, and it is difficult to implement them perfectly.
In this case, it is better to force Capri to fight again, so that the Chad Escort can take the opportunity to expand the results of the battle.
When Jib'Ile heard this, his brain instantly calmed down.
Beat?
He doesn't have the strength!
But Aikailam made it clear that he would not give face, and his attitude was very resolute, either let Capri come to talk in person, or fight again!
"Mr. Akairam, His Majesty the King has authorized me to deal with peace matters, and I have the highest decision-making power, and there is no difference between communicating with me."
Jib'Ile swallowed his anger and patiently explained.
"Humph!"
Akelam sneered, then turned around and left, leaving Gib Eli in place.
"Greedy dog, may Allah bring him to an early destruction!"
The corners of Gib'ilai's mouth twitched, and he cursed secretly.
At the end of January, Cahelen was as warm as spring, but his heart was like falling into the ice cellar of the cold winter wax moon, and he only felt cold all over his body, and he couldn't help but shiver.
"Mr. Gibile, shall we go back?"
The members of the negotiating team cautiously stepped forward and asked.
They stood upright in the sun, but Chad turned a blind eye, saying that his majesty needed to go to the camp in person before he would be willing to start peace negotiations, and that staying here would only add to the joke.
The look on Gib's face was cloudy, and after a long time, he replied angrily: "Go back!" β
The reporters guarding the gate couldn't help but wonder when they saw Jib'Ile leading his subordinates out with a disgraced face.
After only twenty minutes, is it over?
As soon as he tried to rush up to ask, he was brutally pushed away by Gib's entourage, and then got into the car and drove away.
In order to curry favor with the Shanhai Group, Capri deliberately chose a rice tram, but he didn't even enter the main gate before Jibuilai was driven back.
Therefore, when he listened to the assistant's report, he immediately flew into a rage and smashed the crystal glasses, gold ornaments and limited edition watches on the table to the ground frantically.
"Damn! I want him to die right away! β
The unscrupulous Capri never thought that he would be insulted like this when he faced Chad.
"Didn't he want to fight! Then keep fighting! β
Capri roared loudly, the veins on his neck bulging.
"Your Majesty, with our current strength, fighting with Chad's escort is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg."
Gib'Ile walked in with his feet up, and said bitterly.
Capri ignored it, his eyes were red, and he was panting, and the ornaments in the room were suddenly damaged.
Whether it is a crystal cup worth tens of thousands of dollars or a famous painting worth millions of dollars, in his hands, it is like garbage, becoming a tool to vent anger.
Jibuilai shook his head, consciously retreated to a bowel, and waited quietly.
I don't know how long it took for him to hear Capri's weak voice: "Let someone from the Foreign Affairs Department inform Ai Kailam that I will be there tomorrow." β
Things have to be solved eventually, and dragging it out is not a solution!
He had no choice but to give in.
It's a big deal to be wronged, this account, he must always keep it in his heart, and if he finds an opportunity in the future, he will definitely let Yasmini and Shanhai Group pay it back a hundred times.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Gibilelai replied.
The other side.
The front-page news concocted by the Fog Country Broadcasting Company, the Gallic Evening News and the PNN immediately grabbed the top spot in the global hot spots.
"Akailam: Let Capri admit his mistake to his face!"
"The overall situation of the cotton dispute has been decided, and the cotton country has no way out, the Waterloo of Gibhuilai!"
"Taking stock of the huge losses of the cotton country, peace negotiations may begin!"
"Yasmini: There is no sincerity in the cotton country, and Chad is ready for the next game!"
For a while, netizens in overseas countries were confused.
In their impressions, Jibilelai is a veteran army boss who has participated in two holy wars, and he is also one of the few talented players on the Gray Island Continent who has been tough enough to beat the European Berry powerhouse head-on.
Even though he is over seventy years old, his mental and physical strength are still good, so he shouldn't pull his hips to this point, right?
What people didn't expect was that Chad, who was originally weak and had no sense of existence, would be so strong!
The toughness is comparable to that of the beautiful country, the beer country and the woolly bear country!
netizens can't help but sigh that the times are changing too fast and unpredictable.
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The next day, the morning dawned, and the warm orange light spread all over the ground.
Capri, well-dressed and in good spirits, sat in the back of the car with Gib'ilai and headed straight for the camp to the southwest.
Outside the window, the sun rises and hangs in the air.
The two looked at each other, then hung their heads silently, their faces tense, not knowing what they were thinking.
Jib'Ile belonged to the second generation, and his mentality was relatively calm, and this time, he still had the leisure to look around.
A grim "Sentinel" battle robot phalanx!
Calm and fierce Chad's convoy!
The monstrous and terrifying Kunpeng Helicarrier!
Thousands of fighters, bombers and reconnaissance planes of all kinds are constantly circling!
"If it is a beautiful country on the other side of the ocean to fight this battle, can they win?"
Gib'Ile thought wildly, secretly assessing the difference in strength between the two sides.
"Woo ββ!"
There was a brief braking sound, and he and Capri raised their heads at the same time, let out a long breath of air, then straightened their backs and walked towards the center of the camp.
Behind him were dozens of staff members of the negotiating team, as well as more than a dozen elite personal bodyguards.
When everyone went through the first security check, all their firearms were unloaded.
Capri's face became ugly, and the loss of his weapon was equivalent to one less security.
When you enter the other party's territory, isn't it the fish on someone else's chopping board, slaughtered by others?
But what can he do, he can only stubbornly go inward, hoping that Aikailam is a person who speaks martial virtues.
In a few moments, he passed through three gates in a row before he came to a three-story building in the center of the hinterland.
It is not difficult to see that this was originally a satellite city on the outskirts of Kahelen, but now it has long been empty and has basically taken refuge in the city.
A dark-skinned middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a navy blue uniform, stood obediently behind a young Chinese man and a pretty girl, his expression full of compliments and flattery.
"Your Majesty, he is Akailam!"
Gibhuilai reminded in a whisper.
Capri bowed slightly, took the initiative to greet him, and bowed over to greet: "Shana Marigu!" β
"Good morning, Your Majesty Capri!"
Zhang Kai crossed over to Aikailam, took over the conversation, and said with a faint smile.
He wears a pair of Moss Ai glasses, and there is naturally no communication barrier between him and Capri.
"Asminnie is a puppet queen! The real person in charge of Chad is the Shanhai Group! β
Capri was shocked and came to a straight conclusion.
However, since Zhang Kai has come forward, of course, he is not afraid of being exposed, and with Chad's current strength, it will only take some time to sweep the entire Gray Island Continent.
Even the strongest Hebrew kingdom will not be able to take advantage of it!
So, why hide it?
"Mr. Zhang, I would like to solemnly apologize to you for what happened yesterday, and I absolutely have great sincerity and respect for Shanhai Group for the matter of peace......
Capri spoke eloquently, with utter humility in his words.
"Sit down."
Open lightly.
Next.
Everyone walked into a huge banquet hall with a height of 200 square meters, and then sat down one by one.
He sat on the throne with a big grin, flanked by Alita and Aikailam.
Status at a glance!
Capri knew in his heart that the key to peace talks was in Zhang Kai.
So he cautiously probed: "Mr. Zhang, the conditions you proposed are too harsh, can you have some room for maneuvering?" β
Zhang Kai smiled lightly, and a touch of easy-going appeared on his calm face, and just when Capri thought it was negotiable, he opened his face and pulled down his face and replied stiffly:
"The conditions can only be increased, but if you dare to subtract one point, my people will have to advance ten kilometers to Cahelen!"
The smile on Capri's face froze instantly, rubbing his hands together in embarrassment, and exhaling two sulking breaths before he could barely recover his strength.
Damn!
He scolded hatefully, but he didn't even dare to make a sound, for fear that Zhang Kai would kill him on the spot.
In the three days that followed, the peace talks went very smoothly.
Open and press step by step, not giving an inch.
Capri eventually complied and signed his name on the Chamian-Camhellen Proposal and Draft.
In other words, if he can't completely erase Chad from the earth and star in the future, he will be the biggest sinner in the cotton country after the twenty-first century!
200,000 square kilometers of land!
100 billion US dollars in compensation!
Six oil mines, three gold mines, two silver mines, and seventeen precious metal mines!
The right to use the Narsai Reservoir and more!
There are a total of fifteen detailed rules, and the cotton country is clearly arranged!
"#ζ₯ζ£θ°ε€η°εΊη»ι’#ζη»δΈε€©, Capri betrayed the country with tears!"
"Bombshell news! The battle for the overlord of the North Ash has come to an end, and Chad has been promoted to the rank of the Ash Continent powerhouses! β
"The 'Kunpeng' space carrier, the first battle showed its might!"
"The Aerospace Department of the United States announced that it will start the research and development plan of the aerospace carrier on February 1, 2019!"
The Northern Ash Rebellion, which was in a uproar, finally came to an end.
For the Chad, it was a hearty victory!
It was a complete humiliation for the cotton nations, and the pain will remain with them for decades to come.
The European countries that were hit were all shocked by the power of the air and space warships, and they all threw themselves into the research and development of large-scale aviation weapons!
Meanwhile.
In a mid-range hotel box in Lucheng, dozens of high-achieving students from the University of Science and Technology gathered together again four years after graduation.
Well-dressed men and women, staggered and drunk.
Suddenly, an untimely voice shouted: "Song Qingqing, did your ex-boyfriend run away to Ash Island as a military raft?" I posted a picture of a person with a person who looked like Zhang Kai by seven or eight points. β
"Oh my God, he was actually at the scene of the peace negotiation in Chamian!"
"What? Has Zhang Kaidu mixed into the high-end game? β
"Tang Yuzhu, you have the best relationship with Lao Zhang, is he the person in this photo?"
"Yes! He refused to come to the promised fourth anniversary party! β
Song Qingqing's face changed, and she was immediately unhappy, opening this scumbag, in order to break up with her, but she was disgusted.
The reason why she agreed to participate in the class reunion was also because she couldn't open it.
Unexpectedly, there are still some people who have no eyes to mention this matter.
"It's a! It's not that you don't know that Zhang Kai is an electrical engineer from Kuafu Energy, and this person probably just looks like him. β
The pillar pursed his lips and said with a smile.
He really didn't know what Zhang Kai was doing in Ashland, after all, Zhang Kai hadn't revealed it to anyone.
When others saw this, they skipped the topic with a haha.
Song Qingqing subconsciously clicked on the group chat picture, and then enlarged the original picture, she and Zhang Kai have been in love for many years, and have been together for countless days and nights, and they are more familiar with Zhang Kai's appearance than anyone else.
The small black mole between the eyebrows and eyes is exactly the same, and even the location is exactly the same.
"Zhuzi, tell me honestly, is there something to hide from Zhang Kai?"
She pondered for a moment and quietly sent a text message to Tang Yuzhu.
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Thousands of miles away from the Mountain and Sea Palace.
Chen Heyu was lying in the sunroom with a bright window, basking in the sun comfortably.
'Moss', who was standing on the side, slowly read the year-end financial reports of the subsidiaries of Shanhai Group.
ββ¦β¦ Shanhai Microelectronics' total annual revenue was 206.5 billion US dollars, of which 87% came from the sales output of chip products and front-end equipment, and 13% came from software and patent licensing revenue.
Total spending was $43.8 billion, of which 50% was spent on procurement costs, 35% on employee salaries and benefits, 10% on advertising and marketing, and 5% on other expenses......"
"Total assets at the end of 2018 were $468 billion, of which 63% were cash and cash equivalents, 25% were fixed assets, and 12% were intangible......"
Chen Heyu's eyes were slightly closed, and all the data only needed to be read by 'Moss' once, and he could remember it firmly in his mind.
The annual salary of 100 billion Chinese dollars, although 35% of the expenditure is spent on employees in wafer factories and chip production bases.
However, the remaining capital package still made the average annual salary of more than 8,000 engineers reach more than 8 million Chinese dollars.
Everyone can have a good fat year!
Shanhai Microelectronics' measures have made young people in China understand a truth: engaging in basic science and cutting-edge research and development can also achieve financial freedom.
Being an Internet celebrity, filming and singing is no longer the mainstream pursued by ordinary people.
Making money is the first goal!
After a while, Chen Heyu opened his eyes, glanced at the time on his watch, and immediately walked towards the house. (End of chapter)