Chapter 372： :Big Guys Behind the Scenes

Of course, the so-called "war" of the Miami consortium and -A cannot be without spectators.

The mall is so big in total, especially after Dinghaishenzhen Grace arrived in Boston, a series of events happened on someone's table. Most importantly, someone discovered the alliance between Nicholas and Jack Kennedy. The cooperation against Miami's "invasion" was very tight.

It seems that they are determined to bring this big city into their sphere of influence.

The speed at which the two sides punched was dazzling, and when they finally closed their fists, they were so quiet!

Everyone including Jack, Charlie and others called Tang Dao.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to Mogadishu now, I think I can't ask you until I come back." Sitting on the plane, Tang Dao said with a smile, Charlie's voice on the phone was very surprised, "You're not in Boston ?”

The stewardess next to him helped refill the coffee, and Tang Dao tapped the edge of the seat with his fingers.

"Boston is too noisy, I want to go to Somalia to be quiet."

Could this excuse be any worse?

But Charlie didn't bother to expose him, and pondered for a while, "What about Miami?"

"It's settled, don't worry, I'm not a person who only knows how to fight and kill." Tang Dao explained, which made Charlie heave a sigh of relief. This guy was terrified by the car bomb at the beginning, especially when the spear pointed at him. When the Miami consortium was in the balance, he actually persuaded Tang Dao not to be impulsive.

At that time, Tang Dao almost wanted to kill the other party, and now he should be the happiest in the truce.

"Okay! Be careful." Charlie could be heard heaving a sigh of relief. After hanging up the phone, Tang Dao looked at the mobile phone, shook his head, and said to Brother Ma with a smile, "This man, it really is the younger Da Yue is afraid of death." He picked up the coffee while talking, "What do you think this person is living for? The rich are for excitement, and the poor are for three meals a day. Isn't the old one just waiting to die? ?”

Brother Ma sorted out his sentence, "How many people are willing to risk their lives?"

Tang Dao nodded, thinking that this made sense, and closed his eyes, "Compared with those old men, we are still young, who knows what will happen tomorrow, okay, I will squint for a while, and call me when I get there."

Brother Xiao Ma responded, took a newspaper and looked at it, but still felt that he couldn't calm down, put the newspaper on his lap, and looked at the night scene outside the plane. The sky at night was also gray, but Only the lights on the two wings of the plane flickered on and off, and his eyes gradually became empty.

…

It was around eight o'clock at night.

Arrive at Mogadishu-Savior Airport on time.

This is a private airport. When the company took over the land as its headquarters, it was an airport itself. On this basis, Tang Dao spent a lot of money to repair it, including the ground tower. There are four staff members to ensure the operation of the airport. The runway of this airport is about 3,000 meters long and can accommodate large transport planes and passenger planes.

In the future, the company's air business that will radiate the whole of Africa will rely on this route.

Of course, it is still in the trial operation stage. This passenger plane is the first customer of this airport. Of course, the entire plane has been taken down by Tang Dao, and there are no other passengers. Who the **** came to Somalia with nothing to do?

"boss!"

Mister, the only high-level executive with a protective umbrella, has been waiting for a long time. When he saw Tang Dao get off the plane, he rushed to meet him.

"I brought John a present later, let someone unload it." Tang Dao held back for a long time, couldn't help smoking a cigarette, and said with it in his hand, Mister nodded, and greeted a few employees to go to the plane A wooden box was lifted out from the back, about two meters long, with nails on the left and right. It was unscrewed with a hammer, and a body bag was placed inside.

"This…"

"Jeremy Beverly, I want to hold a memorial service for John in Mogadishu. I will come here with great fanfare, contact General Hassan, and say that I want to see him. There will be a three-day ceasefire in Somalia. If the forces on that side don't open their eyes, I will kill him!" Tang Dao threw the last half of his cigarette on the ground, twisted it with his toe, and said to Brother Ma, "For Cherkovso from Ukraine and Klein from South Africa. Mr. Mens called and invited them to attend, and also sent an invitation to Mr. Mister in Miami."

Such a big movement?

A three-day ceasefire?

Although the overall trend in Somalia is improving, small-scale wars still exist. Is Tang Dao planning to use force to suppress those disobedient people?

"Our company's top executives were beaten to death, it's that simple? What a **** dream."

Tang Dao's words mean that he can talk nonsense while standing on the soil of Somalia. If he were in Boston, he would not be so kind. In Mogadishu, there are more than forty T-64 masters in the warehouse alone. Battle tanks and various types of aircraft also vary in number in this small land.

He, Nicholas Tang Dao is the mastermind behind the scenes.

…

The news was spread through various channels at the first time.

In the border desert of Somalia.

This person is most likely to breed so-called thieves and mercenaries. Years of war have only taught them how to use guns.

And this is also connected to the borders of other countries, selling some wild protected animal skins.

And the biggest group of them is named: Bobby. McClellan Leslie, he has nearly 300 people under him, most of them are farmers, and the age span is also very large, from the youngest ten years old to the oldest sixty or seventy, as long as they have food every day You don't need to consider any medical treatment or accommodation.

"Damn it, Mogadishu asked us to cease fire? Who is he? The savior? Superman? God?" Bobby was so angry now that he kicked the bonfire in front of him, which had a warthog tied to it, This waste makes people feel distressed, a few very old black people looked at each other, then rushed up and tore up They haven't seen meat for too long!

Before Bobby lost his temper, he kicked them, "Eat, you all know how to eat!"

"General... General, we don't have to listen to him." The black man next to him, who looked like a dog-headed military officer, swallowed his saliva while watching the warthog Chen who was torn and robbed, but he still restrained himself. After all, as a high-level person, he must To maintain the demeanor he should have, and this Bobby is only so small, he must be called a general by others.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Can we still have money if we listen to him?"

"Then...then our business with the smugglers continues?"

Bobby was so angry that he yelled, "Do you want to die? Didn't you listen to the other party's warning? I don't want to see that old man God, stop, stop everything, don't run around, go back to sleep."

This is not cowardly!

It's called Congxin.

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