Chapter 445： : There are only 2 colors in the world

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Accompanied by his secretary, Lippman walked out of Hassan's mansion. He was explaining work to the latter when he heard someone calling him from behind. Lippmann turned his head and saw Basil with eyes standing behind him. Because of this step, Lippmann needs to look up to him a little bit.

"I'll take you back." Basil invited with a smile.

Lippmann frowned slightly, then nodded, "Thank you very much."

The two walked side by side into a Mercedes-Benz parked at the door. The Savior Company provided Hassan Group with seven Mercedes-Benz cars, and Basil was among them. This license plate is second to none in Somalia.

Lippman's secretary and bodyguards drove behind slowly.

Mogadishu is not safe at all times, especially as assassinations against high-level officials continue.

Basil took out a box of cigars from the storage tank, opened it newly, took out one from it, and handed it to the other party. Lippman saw that it said: (Cohiba Esplendido) Cohiba, who studied in England, also Having worked in the upper class, he certainly knows this brand. The American cigar magazine "Cigar Aficionado" once ranked the top ten most expensive cigars, and this Cohiba is ranked ninth, each of which is around 30,000 US dollars. It is the top version, like Basil's, and the price is no less than 800 US dollars each.

This price is not something he can afford!

Of course Lippman knew who sent these things. That Asian, the other party often asked people to send some more valuable luxury goods, but Lippman refused. He hated the other party, and even felt that even the other party’s US dollars Naturally, he would not let go of the opportunity to mock Basil, "I dare not smoke capitalist cigars, they are too expensive for me, when I think that our national per capita income is less than 10 US dollars , I thought it was a mockery."

Seeing that the other party didn't want it, Basil didn't force it. He took out the root and put it on the gold ring on his left hand, rubbed it a little, and then said, "But shouldn't we work harder? It will take time..."

"Time? General Basil, do you think Somalia will never stand up without taking its security and economy completely into its own hands?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, isn't it... not now?" Basil asked back.

Lippmann turned his head to stare at the other party, and said seriously, "You know what I'm talking about."

The air in the car was quiet for a while, the driver and the secretary sitting in front didn't dare to say anything, and they didn't even dare to look wildly. At this time, you must breathe carefully.

Basil was silent, just dangling his cigar without lighting it.

Lippman didn't rush, and just looked at him like that.

"You're still living in the innocence of a fairy tale." As soon as Basil opened his mouth, the other party's face turned ugly. Lippman knew that the problems between the two sides were completely opened up. "There have always been only two colors in this world, black and white. The so-called It is just a hypocritical fairy tale for the ruled by the ruling class! Nicholas is God, and his dollar is omnipotent. He has left his voice in the world, so why should we challenge him?"

Basil sighed, "Lippmann, Plato is a wealthy noble family of slave-owners in Athens, a descendant of the king of ancient Athens, so he can look for the so-called ideas, but do you think it is okay in Somalia now? The people just want live better..."

"But that Asian is selling war!" Lippman retorted, struggling, "This is the despair of Somalia."

"But you live a good life." Basil said meaningfully.

He already understood what he meant, you are also the ruling class, don’t fix useless things, enjoy what you should enjoy, and don’t be too stubborn, the Savior Company will send a sum of money every year, Basil received 200,000 US dollars, once There is also this amount of money for Lippmann, he does not want to...

"Stop!" Lippmann yelled with an ugly face. The driver lightly stepped on the accelerator and stopped the car. He opened the door, and as soon as his right leg was released, he stared at Basil. "The reason why civilization continues is that Because there are always people who do things that other people think are stupid, you think Somalia should be, but I think he should move on, good night, General Basil."

After he finished speaking, he closed the door heavily, the voice venting his dissatisfaction.

The driver and the secretary were taken aback, they could only look at Basil through the mirror, the general was not angry, squinted, folded his hands, still smoking a cigar, while Lippmann went back to his car superior.

"Let's drive." Basil said, looking out the window, it was raining heavily outside, took out his phone from the side of the seat, and edited a text message, "Lippmann, I still like to believe in fairy tales."

The other side responded quickly.

"Then let him go see Andersen."

Basil's pupils shrank, and he put his finger on the button. He didn't know how to reply, he let out a long breath, and put down the phone. Lippmann had already made the best ear selection by himself.

God also gave him a chance, but he chose the devil.

…

The execution of the Savior Company is very strong. It took about an hour to send all the personnel to Kismayo, fully armed, and a T-64 main battle tank. Launch an attack on the abandoned mine!

A signal flare sent out a red tail towards the sky, and the operation code-named: "Sword of God" officially started.

Mist simply wanted to beat each other to death. The two hinds first fired at the target with 12.7mm four-chamber machine guns. With such thick bullets, the gang members hiding in the house enjoyed a free baptism, and shot in through the window. Can break through load-bearing walls.

"Damn it! Idiot, who have you offended!"

A tough-looking Neko grabbed Ueda Iori's collar and roared loudly. The corners of his eyes were trembling constantly. He was also afraid.

Ueda Iori also swallowed, he was also frightened by the opponent's method.

Don't just take your order, why are you like this?

However, Ueda Iori also calmed down quickly. He knew that he had no other way to go, and surrender could only lead to death. He held Neko's arm, "Calm down, Harold, now we can only resist, they won't let go." over ours."

Harold's fierce eyes wanted to eat the other party. Ueda Iori just told him that he had caused some trouble. At that time, Harold laughed and promised that no one could do anything to him here. He Harold He is very powerful, and he even took Ueda Iori's money for this, but now, he really wants to slap himself, can I eat what I said?

"We can only survive if we fight back counterattack." Ueda Iori said.

Harold gritted his teeth, and said to his subordinates who were also angry, "Kill them, victory belongs to us!" He pushed Iori Ueda hard, and the latter sat down on the ground and almost rolled into a mess. "Watch him, don't let him get away."

He rushed out with an AK47, stood at the door, and fired at the sky, cursing, "Bastard, come down and eat your father's bullets, XX!"

Ueda Iori just looked at him like a **** of war...

Huh... bang!

A long howling shell exploded directly beside him.

It turns out...

If you get hit by a shell, you won't scream.

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