Chapter 100： : Mister

Tang Dao's contacts have been established on a certain basis.

He called Isaiah Haywood of German Trading and told him he wanted another shipment.

That jewish man expressed his love unscrupulously on the phone.

"Nicholas, you are the best gift God has given me. My friend, if you come to Germany, I will treat you well." Isaiah was playing golf, and his voice echoed loudly.

"Then can you give two tons more rice for the sake of your friend?" Tang Dao twirled the signature pen in his right hand and laughed. At this moment, John just walked in. He raised his hand and motioned for the other party to sit next to him first. and many more.

The Jews are notoriously shrewd. If you want to get cheap from them, it’s like picking **** out of Lao Shi’s mouth. It’s theoretically impossible. Sure enough, Isaiah started crying poor, meaning It's nothing more than saying that business is not easy to do now, the cost is too high or something, blah blah blah, Tang Dao's head hurts.

"Stop, stop, you'd better get my goods ready and load them tomorrow."

"Okay, sure!"

After Tang Dao hung up the phone, he looked up at John, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"Boss, the Arctic Fox is gone." John said with a strange expression.

The arctic fox is finally here!

Tang Dao's face was filled with joy. His company's security capabilities should be able to rise several levels in an instant. As long as the logistics support is strong, there is almost no need to be afraid in North Africa or the whole of Africa. He stood up and said, "Go, where are the people."

"In the playground."

The playground at the fifty-kilometer airport is actually a large open space. Tang Dao plans to build a playground here, but the construction has not yet started, and there are gravel and earth everywhere.

When Tang Dao passed by, he saw a group of strong men sitting on the ground, talking softly to each other, while three people stood smoking and frowned.

Witt Rodel saw him first, and after pushing the other two, he dropped the cigarette **** on the ground, and hurried over, before he could speak, Tang Dao hugged him, "Long time no see, Witt, I feel like you've lost weight again."

This made Witt, who was already very nervous, feel warm immediately.

He originally thought that Tang Dao was just playing tricks, but who knew that they had guarded a military airport, and there were hundreds of people under him, including dazzling weapons and equipment, and even transport planes, etc. This is still him Did you see a mobile vendor in Namibia?

This is developing too fast.

"Mr. Nicholas." Witt's face loosened, and he moved half of his body away, pointing to a white man behind him who was wearing a dark brown trench coat, wearing a peaked cap, and his face was covered with weather. It's our commander, Mister, Delta Force retired."

Delta Force?

Tang Dao turned his head to look at John, and then at Mist. The two sides looked at each other, as if they knew each other?

"Hello, Mr. Nicholas." Mister smiled and stretched out his hand, then nodded slightly at John, "Long time no see, teacher."

Water? !

teacher!

Including Tang Dao, Witt was also taken aback. He knew how rebellious his team leader was.

He charged on the battlefield to explain what a fireman is. When he was in Chechnya, he carried a French 120 portable anti-tank missile to bombard the enemy from the commanding heights, and accurately hit a Mi-8 helicopter nicknamed "Hippo" on the opponent. The crew members fell down and died on the spot. , Cut off the driver's head and go to the Soviet army in exchange for US dollars.

What Mister often said is: the law does not judge me, but I can judge you on behalf of the bullet.

Nickname: Judge!

He is the core figure of the entire arctic fox, but he actually called John a teacher?

The world is too small.

"I am no longer an instructor of the Delta Force. I am now the person in charge of the umbrella of the company under the name of SR." John was very calm on the contrary, and he did not feel the joy of reuniting after a long absence.

"Teacher, do you still care about that incident?"

"It's all over. I live a good life here. That's enough. What do you think?"

Mister opened his mouth and nodded, looking at Tang Dao, "Sir, since the teacher is here, I am also happy to join, but our benefits"

"I'm not like those Yankees who are willing to hide US dollars in the bank, and I will give you a satisfactory salary." Tang Dao turned to John and said, "Prepare a management contract for him, and the others are full-time employees."

John wrote it down and explained it to Mister and others.

120,000 salary for regular employees?

Reserve management 220,000?

Mission allowance?

The money spent on Arctic foxes alone is close to 500,000 U.S. dollars a month, and more than 6 million a year. If weapons and ammunition, logistics subsidies, or death benefits are added, it can easily reach 10 million U.S. dollars a year.

Use 10 million US dollars to build a team of more than 30 people.

Mister feels luxurious!

But Tang Dao thinks it is still a good deal. Now the arms business can be funded, and when the latter is on the right track, they can support each other and make progress together.

"What do you think?"

"I can't give a reason why I can refuse." Mister smiled and spread his hands.

"Very well, let John take you to sign the contract, and then meet you in the cafeteria at noon. You came at the right time. I just hired a Chinese chef. He must be the best in Mogadishu. Like in my company, it must be the best."

Tang Dao patted Mist on the shoulder, "Do it well."

After he finished speaking, he gave John a few more instructions and left first.

"Teacher, the seal once invited you to be an instructor, but you refused, why did you come here to be a mercenary?" Mist still couldn't help asking curiously in his heart, he really knew how powerful the other party was, even when he was On the battlefield, they would occasionally imitate each other, and the responsibilities of firemen and commanders were taught by John.

"I'm short of money, is this a good reason?"

Mister was speechless for a moment He wanted to refute, but where is the point of rebuttal?

Didn't they join the army because the benefits were good? He still remembers the first time he was sent to perform a mission. At that time, he was still in the ordinary company. His officer said to him, "If you are captured, hold your head Surrender, you joined the army to live, not to find a life to join the army, to live is to have a future."

He didn't know this sentence until he became a mercenary.

No matter what industry you work in, you are actually just asking for a living.

There are so many high-level reasons and excuses, just being poor.

"Don't think so much, go sign the contract with me, don't worry, the boss is a good man." John patted him on the shoulder and said, Mister also smiled and nodded.

Tang Dao, who returned to the office, called Aidid. He came to sell "dog trainer".

"Hey, Nicholas, I feel like you're looking for me more often than my wife," Aidid said on the other end of the phone.

"But your wife is not as concerned about your career as I am. I hope you can conquer Somalia the most, Your Excellency the President."

If Tang Dao was in the past, he must have been a flatterer.

This nonsense sounds very slippery.

Aidid was overwhelmed by the word president, laughed a few times, half of his anger disappeared, and asked him what he wanted from him.

"I think sir, your army needs some training."