Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 169 Wasteland? No, it’s a treasure!

"General Elon, I'll take my leave now. I wish us happy cooperation in the future!"

After Sean left, Elon breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear. Sean put too much pressure on him, and he fell out at every turn. His reckless behavior made him feel like he was facing a wild animal on the prairie. Lion.

"General, just let them go?"

Upon hearing this, Elon turned his head and glanced at the black officer beside him, reached out and pulled out his gun, and handed it to him: "Then shoot him to death!"

"Uh……"

The black officer was choked and couldn't say a word for a long time. He looked at the pistol in front of him and couldn't answer it, or not.

"Let the people below stay calm recently and don't mess with this Chinese guy, otherwise they will cause trouble for me and I will kill them first!"

Elon warned coldly, put the gun back into the holster, then turned and walked back to his office.

The black officer was silent for a while, then turned and left, muttering to himself: "This may be my chance..."

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"Boss, this guy won't renege on his debt, will he?"

Oleg picked up his vodka in the back seat and took a big gulp, then suddenly asked.

"No one dares to provoke the wrath of a big arms dealer!"

Barney, who was driving, answered before Sean could speak, his tone full of casualness.

"He is also an arms dealer with a Cossack background. Iraq is the best proof of this some time ago."

Christmas stretched out his hand to wipe his bald head, and said it seriously, and then sighed with a slightly regretful tone: "It's a pity that I was guarding the oil field at that time. Damn it, I haven't been active for a long time. I even I feel like my whole body is rusty!”

Barney glanced at his movements of touching his head, and said, "Yeah, the baldness is even worse!"

"Damn it!" Christmas said angrily, "Don't mention my hair!"

Sean silently listened to several people teasing each other, without any intention of interrupting. He secretly thought about what went wrong with the church. Without the intelligence support of the church, it was obviously difficult to take over the leadership role in a short time with the intelligence department that Miller had just created. , if there is no way to find a reliable source of intelligence, he will fall into a state of blindness for a long time, which is undoubtedly extremely bad.

squeak--!

While he was thinking about it, a skinny black woman suddenly ran out from the corner ahead, holding a two or three-year-old child tightly in her arms. She looked frightened. Barney, who was driving, suddenly stopped, but the inertia still pushed the woman away. She was knocked into a gourd, but she still tightly protected the child in her arms.

The sudden stop of the vehicle caused Sean to lean forward hard. If he hadn't been wearing a seat belt, he might have hit the back of the front seat.

"Damn it!" "Skeleton, what's going on?" An unexpected noise came from the headset, and the vehicle behind him basically rear-ended due to this sudden braking. Fortunately, the employee driving the car reacted quickly, and it was caused by just inertia. The rear-end collision did not have any major consequences.

"Hey, you can't blame me. An uninvited guest broke in."

Barney shrugged and replied nonchalantly into the headset.

I saw in front of me that after the woman was knocked over, several scrawny and ragged guys who looked like refugees rushed over and dragged the black woman and the child in her arms away, greedily sweeping away the woman in the process. After taking a look at the convoy of Sean and others, and seeing that this group of people were all fully armed, with a look of fear in their dark eyes, they quickly speeded up and left in a hurry.

"Boss?"

Christmas turned to look at Sean with a somewhat unbearable look on his face, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

Sean shook his head and rejected his idea and said: "We are not here to be saviors. Scenes like this happen every day in this land, and there are more than one. You can't control it. Likewise, I can't control it either." Come."

It was obvious what would happen to the woman and the child in her arms after they were dragged away. They would not be able to survive if they changed their bodies and ate them or something else. Sean only needed one word to save them, but he chose to He turned a blind eye, not because he was afraid of trouble. A group of refugees would not cause him trouble, but it was just unnecessary.

In the past, he might not be able to help but save people, just like when ISIS massacred a village. He led Simon to rescue the village without hesitation. There was no reward afterwards, and he never thought about it at the time. Revenge, but now he doesn't care about it. I don't know when, he has lost his compassion, and his heart is as hard as stone. This is his current state.

Land No. A106 in District is located in the northern suburbs of Bamako City, only about four kilometers away from Centenary Square. It is an important transportation thoroughfare and the economic center of Bamako City. It is surrounded by many historical buildings, Centenary Bank, and Bamako University. Everyone is waiting here.

It is precisely because of this that the Malian government pays more attention to this area. There are not many militants in this area. However, the land sold to Sean is occupied by more than a dozen refugees. There are several factories here, which have become their It was an excellent place to shelter from the wind and rain. After Oleg drove everyone away with a single shuttle, the place became peaceful.

This land has almost no use value at all. There is almost nothing except a few factories on the 50 acres of open space. However, Sean sees enough value. The surrounding vacant area is large enough. In total, he can get it. The land is about acres, which is larger than his current base in Baghdad. He has already made plans. In addition to the main body of the base, he will also build a small airstrip here. Fighters and bombers, etc., he can basically ignore anyone in Mali.

But what is needed now is to turn this wasteland into a treasure. Although this place is not far from the Centenary Square, it is already a suburb. The entire land and the surrounding area are basically overgrown with weeds except for the location in the city.

"Boss, this place... is too desolate."

Barney frowned, looking at the endless open space in front of him and the few lonely factories, his head felt as big as a bucket.

"Any idea what I see here?"

Sean looked far into the distance, pointed at the overgrown open space in front of him and said: "The future! I see the future here. Compared to the Middle East, Africa is also a treasure land. The Middle East has long been divided up by major players, but here !Africa! We still have a chance to get to the table, and we may even kick others out in the future!"

Having said this, Sean paused, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath and said, "I will contact Elon again and ask him to find the best construction team for me to turn this wasteland into a real Treasure land, let it become our foundation in Africa!”

Hearing this, Barney silently shut up. As long as the Boss speaks and is willing to spend money, this place will definitely become a military base that is no less impressive than the Baghdad base. It will even be better and more comprehensive than the Baghdad base. He can feel it. to Sean's determination.

(End of this chapter)