Chapter 65： : Get ready for washing!

Pierce dragged Gerbachio for a long distance before he rested on an open-air seat for a while, propping his knees, gasping for breath, the two looked at each other, and then laughed and hugged.

"Pierce, didn't you say you were in New York? Why did you come back?" Gerbachio said.

"I'm here to find you."

Gerbachio is not an idiot. Pierce is wearing a suit all over his body, and the price is not cheap, which means that he has found a very considerate job, and he is definitely not looking for him to show off. He is not so boring. Could it be that he wants to find Go to work by yourself?

The corners of his eyes twitched suddenly, and he looked at the former with some hope.

"My boss wants a group of veterans who are willing to accept a group of Vietnam War veterans, and the benefits and treatment are also very good, and they will buy insurance..." Pierce boasted that the company can bloom, but Gerbachio is not a fledgling young man, he Understand that you pay twice as much as you get, no company is a charity, you can bring value to them, that's what matters.

"What kind of job is this?" He moved his hips halfway, and his tone became vigilant.

Don't blame him, because people often trick homeless people into selling their organs, comrade? partner? The more familiar you are, the easier it is to deceive.

Pierce could feel the other party's nervousness, and hesitated for a while, "Being a mercenary in Somalia."

"what?!"

As expected, Gelbachio was very excited and stood up abruptly. With a loud voice, he successfully attracted everyone's attention. Pedestrians watched curiously. A homeless man and a...successful person?

"Are you going to be a hyena?!"

Hyena is a derogatory term used by the regular army for people who have no faith, such as mercenaries.

Gelbachio was obviously very excited, and grabbed Pierce by the collar, "Have you forgotten what you said? You said that we are soldiers, and it is impossible to point our guns at civilians."

Pierce's right eye sank, "I don't remember."

Gerbachio angrily pushed him away, grabbed his yellowed backpack and was about to leave, Pierce waved his hands behind him, "Hey! Dude, do you think you're pretending to be God? Or do you use your poor and childish heart?" Thinking about the society? You're poor, and your wife and kids left you because you're poor, hyena? What happened to the hyena? Look, I'm rich."

Pierce took out a stack of US dollars from his pocket, about a dozen of them, he waved them like a madman, and turned to the crowd watching, "Do you want it?"

The crowd was silent for a moment, and a bold person asked, "Can you give it to us?"

Pierce threw the dollar in his hand into the sky, and it floated down. Suddenly, the seemingly polite crowd seemed to lose order, screaming frantically, robbing the dollar, and even black people fighting each other.

"Do you see it?"

Pierce grabbed Gerbachio's shoulder, pulled it over with force, pointed to the people on the ground and said, "You have money to make everyone a dog. What about you now? You are just a dog!" He was still acting like a dog , stuck out his tongue, "You're like an idiot, morality? Faith? Fuck me!"

As he spoke, he raised two middle fingers.

"My boss has never been stingy. Do you know how much money he gave me when he asked me to come to the United States to find some veterans? Two hundred thousand dollars, all of which are at my disposal. I can find a second-tier star in the Screen Actors Union and let her accompany me every day. Me, I can stand on the tallest Transamerica Pyramid in San Francisco and weed her! And you? You can only compete with dogs in the trash can for food..."

Pierce was very excited, he took a deep breath, looked directly at Gerbachio, "Do you want to be a dog, or a human?"

The impact of ideals and reality has long made Gerbachio confused, standing still at a loss.

"Trust me, it's like being on the battlefield." Pierce stretched out his hand, his tone became much gentler, and the other party stretched out his hand tremblingly,

"Follow me and become a human!"

Pierce pulled Gerbaccio away with a smile, and the latter looked back, while the group of well-dressed "civilized people" behind him were tearing apart like devils.

Could it be... Does money really annihilate morality and belief?

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Somalia. "Fifty Kilometers" Airport.

Compared with Mogadishu International Airport, it looks more shabby here, but as a military airport, its area is large enough, and the necessary equipment and facilities are also available. Daru Airlines is still relatively simple and honest. If you change it to Tang Dao, If someone backed out with a weapon on his forehead, he would definitely dismantle all the equipment here.

It can only be said... Africans are still honest.

There are only six or seven concrete bungalows in the airport. The house with the "manager's office" was vacated and Tang Dao used it as an office. The chairs had broken legs and the bottom of the kettle was knocked off. The living conditions were so poor. end.

boom boom boom...

Tang Dao put a copy of "War and Peace" on the foot of the chair. After feeling stable, he shouted, "Please come in."

Robert opened the door and came in, holding a document in his hand, "Boss, all the documents of the Somali construction businessman are here."

"Let's put it here. I'll see later. Did Luke Malory reply?"

"I'm back, but because the situation is too anxious, I can't spare my hands to discuss it in detail. He said he hopes we can help him bring the situation under control."

Tang Dao raised his head, "Oh? He asked us to help him fight?"

"That's the truth." Robert nodded.

How could Tang Dao refuse such a request? He crossed his hands, rubbed his chin, propped his elbows on the table, and frowned, "How is the other party's situation?"

"It's not ideal. The defense line of Beledwin City is about to be breached. Even if Luke Malory gets the weapon, it may be very difficult to turn the tide of the battle." Robert looked at Tang Dao, paused for a moment, and said, "If we take over , can only take air strikes."

Air strike?

Tang Dao suddenly had an idea in his mindHe tapped his finger on the table, "2 million dollars! We sent three doe to help him clean the land. Just tell him to put the money in our account, and we will It will come faster than death."

This is done!

Luke Malory is a potential user. How could he just die like this?

Robert nodded, and hurriedly sent a message. About two or three minutes later, he ran over in a hurry, with joy on his face, "Boss, he agreed, and the money has arrived."

"Let John assemble all the accessories on the doe, each with five 100-kilogram bombs, and the GSH-23-1 cannon."

Tang Dao stood up with a smile on his face. As the first war order, this must make the customer feel satisfied and comfortable. At the very least, it is important to wash the floor.

The company is a comprehensive company that regards customers as its God. It is famous for its customer service and good attitude. The chairman, Mr. Tang Dao, is famous for his gentleness and kindness.

Thinking about it, Tang Dao thought it would be pretty good if his company hung such a logo in the future.

Standing by the window, watching the employees lift off the doe's mask and push it to the tarmac, John directed the installation of weapons and ammunition. There were three people on each plane, besides the driver, there was also the Gatling operator!

"Hope number one is ready."

"Hope number two is ready."

"Hope number three is ready."

Robert stood below, gave them a thumbs up, and raised his head to the sky.

With love and hope, the doe with "fly swatter" anti-tank missiles, 9M30 "needle" missiles, and S-5 type 57 rocket launchers flew towards the city of Beledevon, two hundred kilometers away, with brilliance. .

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