Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 307: Both humans and dogs are showing off, only black people are being beaten
As for the Middle East, he has almost reached the extreme, his appetite is only so big, and it is useless to continue to consume, so he is planning to come to Africa to expand the market. As an agent, if he wants to expand the market, he cannot just consume in A place that would only limit his progress.

In the Middle East, he can follow Sean's example and find a sub-agent of his own. In this way, he can be in a semi-hands-off state, just like MLM. The sub-agent goes out to discuss business, and after the negotiation is completed, he gets Then he gets the goods from Sean. The sub-agent gets his commission, and he gets Sean’s commission.

At the same time, a similar scene was happening on the tarmac of the black rebel army, but the leader of the black rebel army, Gulian, did not agree to Lina's proposal to hire a military consultant.

Because he believed that the reason why he was defeated was not that he and his subordinates were incompetent in commanding and fighting, but that they were simply crushed by weapons and equipment. In his opinion, as long as the weapons and equipment were replaced, he could immediately lead people to kill. Go back and beat the shit out of the Kadafa tribe who are showing off their power.

Although Lina felt a little regretful about this, she could only give up for the time being.

For this guy who can't recognize the reality, in Lina's opinion, what she has to do is not to comfort him or open his legs, because this guy is very confident in his abilities, so if she chooses to open her legs, let him If the other party submits, not only will the goal not be achieved, but it will arouse the other party's rebellious psychology and make them want to prove themselves even more. Men are like this, always wanting to prove that they are strong enough in front of women.

So, all she had to do was wait!

Wait until the Kadafa tribe or Tahanu teach him how to be a human being again and beat the shit out of him. Only in this way can he recognize himself.

……

Bamako, where White Pigeon Security Company is located.

"Oh? Some people are unwilling to hire military advisors?"

Sean's tone was joking, but he wasn't surprised at all. This kind of thing was what he expected.

As the saying goes, Africa is rich in SB, and the race with the most SB in the world is black. There is no doubt about this, and the guys who refused to hire military consultants happened to be the rebel army composed of black people.

"Since they are unwilling to spend money to hire military consultants, then beat them up and let them spend more money to hire military consultants!"

Although this kind of thing is expected by Sean, it does not mean that he will be generous. There is only one chance at a cheap price. If you miss it, then I'm sorry, please pay a high price.

As for whether it will make the other party angry, this is not within his scope of consideration, because the other party simply does not have the ability. If he is angry, he will just be angry.

As for finding other foreign aid?
Then you have to ask me, Sean, if I agree. Is it really a disadvantage to bully a buddy?
What, you said that the other party would not be willing to call in foreign aid even if they were beaten?

Well, buddy, there's nothing you can do against him, let's replace the three-legged confrontation with one-on-one imperial city PK, or support a third party again.

For the current RGF company, it is effortless to support an armed force like the Kadafa tribe in Tripoli.

……

After receiving the new weapons and equipment provided by Sean, the Tahanu tribe and the black rebel army took action at the same time, and immediately sounded the clarion call for a counterattack, but this time the gap appeared.

Unlike the Tahanu tribe and the Kadafa tribe, who fought equally, the black rebel army, under the command of Gulian, was beaten as soon as the war started and was unable to form an effective counterattack. It's not much better than before.

However, Kadafa did not feel comfortable. After all, they were both armed forces that were not much different. Facing attacks from two parties, one of them was as strong as itself, so the cost of repelling the other party would be a battlefield where one could have been evenly matched. They had no choice but to slowly start to shrink the front line, showing a tendency of retreat. "Damn it, did Nuhabis and Gulian take the wrong medicine? Why can their combat effectiveness increase so much in a day or two?"

In the Kadafa tribe, Chief Brad roared angrily, venting his frustration. The scar on his face trembled, as if it came to life.

"Father, I think these two guys have also found foreign aid. Look at their weapons and equipment. They are all brand new and different from the rags they had before. They also have rocket launchers and other heavy firepower weapons! "

Hussein's face was also extremely ugly, but he was better at observation and analysis. After his observation and analysis, he came to only one conclusion, that is, they had received support from outside with the help of takeaway power.

"American troops!"

Hussein gritted his teeth and said in a hateful tone: "The US military must be supporting them. These shit-like things don't want Libya to be unified at all. What they need is a chaotic Tripoli and a chaotic Libya, not peace and stability. A united Libya, that’s not their style!”

This is the only target of suspicion that Hussein can think of, because the US military is the most motivated to do this. He is not like those pariahs who believe that the beautiful people of China value freedom and peace. He has received higher education and has a smarter mind than the average person. flexible.

"What do you think we should do?"

After Brad finished venting, when he heard his son's analysis, a glimmer of approval flashed in his eyes, and he asked with some anticipation.

"Deal with those rebels first!"

Hussein's tone was cold and his face was full of ferocity.

"Okay, just listen to you and let the arrangements continue. Starting tomorrow, we will mainly deal with those rebels. We must make them understand the reality. Libya is the Libya of our Libyan people, not the Libya of those beautiful countries with cerebral palsy. Even if there is no Former Gaddafi!”

There was another sentence that Hussein kept in his heart but did not say out loud. He firmly believed that he would become a Libyan leader a hundred times greater than Gaddafi!
He firmly believes that he will make Libya great and make the words Gaddafi resound around the world again!

Of course, imagination is wonderful, but reality disagrees.

Whether it is the beautiful country or the remaining four big brothers, including Sean, no one really wants Libya to reunify because that is not in their respective interests.

Libya is a huge interest field!

……

"Shit, shit, shit!"

After three consecutive roars, the leader of the black rebel army, whose living space was once again compressed, roared angrily. He originally thought that as long as he had powerful enough weapons, he would be able to beat the crap out of the other two parties. Who would have thought that the only one who would lose their shit was himself? !

(End of this chapter)