Chapter 127

Mogadishu, fifty kilometers from the airport.

Looking down from the sky, we can vaguely see the structure of this small building including dormitories, clubs, sports halls, etc. When the first phase is completed, it will be at least as low as January next year. Total investment capital has decreased by 4 million USD. Because Duong Dao is willing to spend this money, serve the staff well and then get it back from the staff.

Move money through preferred channels.

Tang Dao looks more and more like a capitalist.

At this moment, John frowned, lost in deep thought, in front of him was Benin's order.

Benin? John had never heard of this place and it was difficult to find it on the map of Africa. It is as wide as a little finger. It is located in the south-central region of West Africa. The highest point in the country is just over 600 meters high, the total area is only about 110,000 km2. This is considered Africa. One of the few countries without war, the last time there was war was in the 19th century.

Of course, neighboring countries, including Nigeria, are in even more trouble.

And the orders on his desk now come from an African tribe in Benin.

They need 200 AKs and 20 basic bullets.

This amount is too small!

But what worried John the most was that this was the first order from West Africa. Is this an opportunity to open the West African market? It points to Benin, at least passing through Sudan, Chad, Nigeria and other countries in between. From a profit perspective, there is no profit.

"Sleigh bells..."

While he was meditating, the landline phone on the table rang. It was so sudden that he was shocked. After reacting, he shook his head in self-consciousness, put his elbows on the table and answered the phone: "Hey, where are you?"

"There is an unchained Apennine dog looking for Lao He." The other person said a few words and then hung up.

This may seem confusing to outsiders, but John understood immediately.

Apennine Dog = Italian.

Old Man Black: Aidid.

This means that an Italian, unknown, met Aidid, the purpose of which is unknown, and the conversation between the two is also unknown,

John hung up the phone, frowning. Before Duong Dao leaves, let him look at Aidid. This "mountain man" born in rural Mudug state is a true wild dog. He has great ambition. He once told private real estate agent Omar after drinking: "I want North Africa to honor me as Emperor Aidid!"

Sometimes don't drink condescendingly and sometimes eat a la carte.

Regardless of whether both parties are still in the honeymoon period or not, a lot of people cheat during this time. We need to know what the agreement is between the Italians and him? These trifles are breathtaking.

After sorting out the information, I knocked on the table a few times, put it aside, stood up and walked out, just in time to see Pierce smoking under a tree not far away, so I shouted: "Pierce! "

Yankee raised his head in bewilderment, saw John hooking his hand towards him, immediately gave the cigarette he had just lit to the priest next to him and quickly ran towards him: "Boss."

Strictly speaking, Pierce was the second cell in charge, that is, John's deputy, and this title is in fact correct.

"Come with me to Mogadishu."

"What are you doing in town?"

"Afternoon tea with Mr. Aidid." John smiled.

Afternoon tea? Do I have to run ten kilometers to drink it?

Pierce scratched his head but sensed John was looking for trouble. He asked in a low voice: "Do you want to bring someone?" Call the priest and others?

"No no no, it's just the two of us. There's too many people. I'm afraid he'll get stressed." John pushed the other person's shoulder, the other person shrugged and went into the garage to drive an open terrain vehicle, which meant the top of his head was blown off by an artillery shell. When he returned, bullet holes were still visible on the car's body. Some of the skin had faded from the tires, leaving only the wheel. This is actually from "Car Graveyard".

The only means of transportation that the Umbrella Company can currently use are deer, armored vehicles moving on the ground are extremely troublesome, but off-road vehicles are even rarer. To get by, John bought more than a dozen cars from the "graveyard". An off-road vehicle can still "move", even a van!

Anyway, Ung Giang riding a donkey to the battlefield is not funny.

"Collapse!" John, who was sitting in the passenger seat, forcefully closed the door, but the door was very defiant, as if he was angry, and he couldn't close it no matter what.

"Boss, I think it's best if you hang up your little finger."

Pierce couldn't help but smile on the sidelines. In the end, even tears of laughter were about to flow. He also reached out with his right hand to hook his pinky finger, looking a bit childish.

"Falke! » John blushed and cursed heavily: "Aren't there any other cars?" This car is so broken.

Pierce shrugged, bent down, pulled the handle and tried as hard as he could, the glass was about to break and his eardrums ached, but the door finally closed. The first person smiled and said: "If you are not honest, you can scold him." The sound must be good.

John was surprised, turned his head to look at him, they both looked at each other and smiled. …

Aidid looked at the silver-haired Italian who was slowly wiping the glasses, his expression was a bit impatient, and his tone was also very dissatisfied: "Mr. Wallace, are you going to wipe the glasses until there are a few sparks?" arrive?"

He expressed his dissatisfaction.

But the other person raised his head, there was a small scar at the corner of his eye. He slowly breathed into the glasses, wiped them with paper a few times before putting them on. After feeling the clarity before his eyes, he was very satisfied. He nodded and said: "Sorry, the Sahara desert is too dusty. If I take off my glasses, I won't be able to see clearly overall. "

Aidid waved his hand and frowned, "Forget it, you didn't come from Italy just to say that, right?"

"Of course, I heard my friend Cecilio Baggio died in Mogadishu?"

Cecile?

Is this a gentleman? The opponent's silhouette immediately appeared in Aidid's mind. More importantly, the most important thing is that he also understands the cause and reason of his opponent's death, which has a lot to do with him.

Wallace looked at himself, this behavior was very rude!

At least, Aidid was very upset, who are you, who looks at me with such eyes? Holding Mogadishu and Beledwin, two important cities, he suddenly became Somalia's greatest warlord. He had no air force under his command, but he had 3,000 armed men! And all of them are equipped with state-of-the-art AK47 weapons. If necessary, with just an order, he can turn all the residents of the two cities into soldiers.

In this place in Africa, if you have someone in your arms, your belt will stiffen.

Are you an Italian here for interrogation?

Wallace saw the other person's car's eyes gradually become fierce, his heart was pounding, he secretly shouted that something was wrong, so he quickly said in front of the car, in part: "He's also a bit pitiful. His family asked me to come claim his body. There are still problems here. General Aidid helps." He said as he placed a check in front of him.

Old Man Hac bowed his head and looked at the number with experience.

He hadn't read many books and had previously only learned how to command battles in military school, but he realized that after the occupation of Mogadishu, he became even more sensitive to these numbers.

Aidid nodded slightly, calmly supported the examiner with his elbow, raised his head and said: "Mr. Cecilio's body is in the US military station, but the body has already been seen, after all, Somalia is very hot. "

Hearing this, Wallace tried to look sad and heartbroken and said: "Then I can only take his ashes and leave. I think in Italy, God will bless him and his family."

In fact, the people who can make a name for themselves in this society are all actors!

Politicians, businessmen and even beggars on the streets.

People who do well can stand out.

Aidid looked at the check, then looked at the other side, ready to wipe away his tears. A big man cried like this, his scalp was numb.

"Mr. Wallace..." He also winked at Omar, the personal property manager next to him, the latter went to the desk to take the paper box placed in front of him, "Cecilio can't stand God. . I'm watching you cry."

Wallace took out a piece of paper, wiped his dark glasses, his nose turned red, "Sorry, I... I just..."

"I understand, I understand." Aidid pressed hard, considering the check a comfort, then slowly withdrew the check, pressing it under the teacup.

"I know why Cecilio came to Mogadishu. He has business here, but let's not talk about that anymore. This time I came to find the general because I actually have something to find the general."

Aidid likes business the most, it symbolizes money, his eyes light up, signaling the other person to continue.

"Our company wants to lease Mogadishu port. The rental price is 500,000 USD per year. First we want to rent it for ten years! Wallace hurriedly spoke, perhaps because he felt that his situation was urgent, so he softened his voice. "Actually, Cecileo went to Mogadishu to handle this case, but then something happened so he stopped and let me take over.

Rent a dock?

Mogadishu port is actually not large, the annual throughput is at most a few dozen tons, and even large warships cannot dock. What is the most common? Maritime speedboats depart from here, relying on the sea to eat the sea, and famous Somali pirates.

Furthermore, Aidid had no intention of establishing a navy, he could not afford this, the cost of maintaining a warship could kill him, and 500,000 a year ~www.mtlnovel .com~ equivalent to 5 million US dollars.

"So could this be a one-time payment?

Wallace chuckled and nodded: "Of course, isn't our friendship with the general worth five million dollars?"

Even though these words were hypocritical, Aidede still listened comfortably and readily nodded with a satisfied smile on her face. There was a knock at the door, and a guard entered and greeted, "General, John." Mr. Cansberg is here.

"Open? Why are they here? I didn't invite them out." Aidid frowned so he looked at his confidant Omar, who also looked confused.

"Please come to the next office, Mr. Wallace, wait a moment, when will I come."

Although Wallace was very sad, he could only smile and nod.

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