Chapter 197： : Faction

Hassan is a typical indigenous African warlord.

Courageous and rebellious, he is also afraid of death.

He is essentially the same as Aidid, have you ever seen two dogs with different DNA?

"What do you mean by that? Nicholas?" Although Hassan was stunned by Tang Dao's words, he still suppressed his anxiety and said in a deep voice, even the word "Mr. It's a typical example of smashing the pot.

Of course, Tang Dao wouldn't feel cold.

Because, if it were him, Hassan would have been slaughtered now!

Selling teammates, who can be more professional than him?

"Do you really think that Johannes is just here for revenge? General? In fact, I feel that with your intelligence and your power, you should know more than me. What happened to Kismayo, and Joe Darrow's Who did the original official meet, you should know better than me."

Hassan frowned and opened his mouth.

Can he say he really doesn't know?

Originally, when Joe Darrow was alive, there was a lot of information, but now that he is dead, he intends to take over with arms and let the subordinates in charge of the intelligence agency leave. The news has long since stagnated, and it is not as powerful as Tang Dao said. He didn't know how important intelligence was, so he didn't bother to spend money, and his intelligence agency named "Ground Rat" was only responsible for crude surveillance, and that kind of high-tech surveillance was simply useless.

The groundhog is only willing to give $700 a quarter.

What can I do with this little money?

And like Western powers and North American Eagle Sauce, their investment in intelligence agencies is linked to their annual GDP, similar to the FBI, whose annual funds are hundreds of millions of dollars, used to recruit, bribe, assassinate, etc., so intelligence agencies are also the most One of the departments that burn money.

$700 is not enough for Tang Dao to pay for a box of cigars.

"The essence of everything is actually for profit or even if there is no Johannes, there will be another one, unless you can fight with strength and the opponent dare not resist. Isn't this the case on the land of Africa?" Tang Dao spread out He said with his hand, and waved his fist, "You have to put him down, why didn't he dare to attack Aidid, but chose you?"

"Joe Darrow died here." Hassan stared at him with some doubts in his tone. starter

idiot!

The most worthless thing is the dead. The dead are worthless. Who will avenge you?

For example, Maozi's special soldier died on a mission and tried his best to retaliate. We do not rule out the essence of revenge. In fact, for politicians, they just use this method to win people's hearts. This is the value of use. Although it is cruel, it is reality.

Tang Dao pondered for a while, he was thinking about how to tell the other party in a gentler way, you are really stupid, took a deep breath, "Actually, this is very simple, among the major warlords around here, Aidid's power is really It's big, but you, the general, look... better to bully."

This is already very euphemistic.

But being in Hassan's ears was not the same thing, and he retorted, "Damn it! I'll make him understand why he can only hide in Kismayo." Then he got up and greeted the adjutant.

"General, general..." Tang Dao hurriedly grabbed him, motioning him to calm down, "What we have to do now is to understand who is standing behind him, otherwise, with your soldiers' fighting qualities, it would be impossible for you to be in this... embarrassment."

"What can you do?" Hassan was too lazy to be polite to Tang Dao. If it weren't for this Asian, he might be having fun with Joe Darrow now, but he can't do anything to himself, and he can do it in the Southern League The chaos is booming, will it be as bad as it is now?

But he didn't dare to let him kill Tang Dao!

After all, the relationship between the arms dealer and the warlord is very ambiguous, and both parties are respectful. If you cheat, who will do business with you in the future?

Besides, Tang Dao is not a vegetarian.

"What we have to do now is to wait and collect as much intelligence information as possible from the front line. I will also let my company develop. Don't worry, General, we are friends. I will never abandon any friend!"

Because useless friends are dead.

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Johannes was wearing a very **** black jacket, sitting on a Humvee off-road vehicle, looking at the artillery positions in the distance with a binoculars.

These more than a dozen M40 recoilless guns are neatly placed. Dozens of black soldiers are preparing to fill their weapons. They seem to be very familiar and orderly. Looking at this big 106mm thing, Johannes is full of spirits, as if Hassan's fortifications have been seen destroyed in this anti-tank gun, and then rushed straight into the hinterland, occupying the entire south.

And in order to get these guns, what he paid was simply 30 years of the right to use the seaport of Kismayo.

"General, what do you think? We know that you are about to celebrate your 60th birthday, so we gave you this gift." At this time, the voice sitting behind him pulled him back, and Johannes didn't show any displeasure on his face. Instead, he turned his head excitedly, "Mr. Harry, this is simply the best. I love them to death."

Harry is a blond, blue-eyed foreign guy with a Nordic complexion. He is tall, wearing sunglasses, and chewing gum. When he heard the compliment from the other party, he just smiled, "We are a win-win situation. It is better to cooperate with us." Much better with Hassan, we will provide you with all the weapons you want, of course, as long as your price can satisfy the group of people on the board."

Johannes nodded, his eyes still fixed on the M40, "Where did I go down?"

"Morocco has already been fought, and it will be delivered in about two days. At that time, all the people under your command can be replaced with American weapons. No one on this planet can make better weapons than us." Harry said. There is a message revealed inside and outside the words.

He's an arms agent!

As for whom to serve, Harry just said, "I serve the dollar! I also serve the United States."

And Johannes bought more than 8 million dollars in weapons from him! It also includes 4 M198 howitzers, 7 M102 105mm medium-caliber howitzers produced by Rock Island Arsenal, and 70 SMAW-D83mm rocket launchers!

Looking at it this way, maybe 8 million is very cheap, at least it has a more conscience than Tang Dao.

But he got the right to use the seaport, the right to use the airport, and the right to garrison Kismayo from Johannes!

How much can these three rights be worth? It depends on whose hands it is.

And if Harry sells these rights... the eagle sauce government who likes to be the world's police will definitely buy it. Even if they station troops in Mogadishu, for them, that battalion of rangers is not enough They radiate all around, as for bewitching Johannes to launch a war against Hassan...

Isn't that what arms dealers do?

Let there be peace everywhere, and let man live in freedom.

"Very well. I have never seen such a straightforward arms dealer as Mr. Harry."

"Including Nicholas?" Harry asked so suddenly that Johannes was taken aback, but he realized who the other party was talking about, and shook his head with a dry smile, "I have never worked with him, but Joe Darrow Don't like him very much."

Harry nodded slightly, with a meaningful smile on his face, and muttered, "The Somali Eagle?"

"?????????(fire!

There was a hasty whistle on the ground and then a loud noise was heard, and the M40 roared and bombarded Hassan's defense line.

These guns may seem shabby to some firepower countries, but they are already heavy firepower in Somalia and North Africa.

boom!

boom!

The yellow sand all over the sky was blown up, and the M40 is definitely a sharp weapon for attacking cities and villages, with a maximum attack range of 7 kilometers.

Harry was chewing gum, and looked into the distance with his hands folded. He came with a mission to break the monopoly of the Soviet and German systems in the African market. Following the aftermath of the Gulf War, he sold American equipment. For: the role of National Arms Dealer.

Arms dealers also have factions.

And Tang Dao may have been labeled as the Soviet family from the very beginning.

This is a proxy war between two factions!

As for why he chose Somalia, it can only be said that Harry knows a lot.

Some people do not want peace in North Africa, and even demand that those in power who are dissatisfied with Western governments and harsh on human rights step down, and formulate a "package" plan, and the main implementation of these plans is force. In this case, of course, arms dealers must first Open up the market and lay a good market foundation for future wars.

Of course, it can also be considered that Harry is a member of a consortium.

The complicated identity is probably so specific that only he himself knows it. The new 81 Chinese website updates the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

Who the **** is he!

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