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Kothari only ate a little of the roast camel, and then he ordered the servant to take it away and give it to the transport protection team and his own people to share. New food was placed on the dining table, including stewed shrimp, roasted shellfish, harira soup, Indian pilaf, Roti (flatbread) and stewed lamb.

Kothari scooped a spoonful of rice into his mouth. "Adam, Rashid has prepared a camel race to welcome you. You didn't refuse my invitation, nor did you ask any questions, so?"

"Is it troublesome to organize a camel race?" Xian Yaowen asked back.

"It's a bit troublesome."

"I was ready to invest before I came here. Of course, it would require Prince Rashid and I to agree on the same ideas."

“How much do you plan to invest?”

Xian Yaowen spread his hands and said, "I don't know."

Kothari nodded. "I understand. It depends on how the conversation goes."

"uh-huh."

Xian Yaowen peeled a few shrimps, picked out a few pieces of shellfish, rolled them all into the Roti, and handed it to Aliya.

Kothari glanced at Aliya and said, "What do you think Dubai is suitable for?"

"Dubai's biggest shortcoming right now is the lack of people. If there are more people, everything will be easier to develop."

“How can this defect be solved?”

"You will attend my meeting with Rashid?"

"of course."

Xian Yaowen shrugged, "I don't want to talk about the same topic again."

"Do you have a solution?" Kothari asked incredulously.

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll have to listen to your good ideas tomorrow." Kotari looked at Aria again, and this time his action was very obvious.

Xian Yaowen understood and patted Aria on the thigh. "Don't eat too much meat at one time. Kothari, please prepare some fruit and black tea."

Upon hearing this, Kothari said a few words to the woman next to him, and the woman stood up and invited Aliya away.

After a while, there was no one within three meters of Xian Yaowen and Kotari.

Kothari moved his butt and sat down next to Xian Yaowen. "Adam, I have thought of many plans. It is not difficult to transport the gold out of the temple, but it is difficult to transport it out of India."

“Which part of India do you think has received the most international attention?”

“Bombay.”

"Make the range smaller."

Kothari thought for a moment and said, "Taj Mahal Hotel."

Xian Yaowen lowered his voice and said, "Pakistan is planning to make Urdu the only official language. Once this news is officially announced, it will definitely lead to a large-scale awakening of the independence consciousness of the Bangladeshi people.

Pakistan has a natural disadvantage, which makes it impossible for Pakistan to surpass India in national strength. This disadvantage is that the upper reaches of the Indus River, the main water source, are in India. "

“I know about what’s happening in Bangladesh, but I don’t think it will explode in the short term.”

“We can’t wait for Bangladesh, so we have to train ten Pakistani water warriors and enter the Taj Mahal Hotel to let the whole world know how India is playing with Pakistan over water.”

"Founding in the east and attacking in the west?"

"uh-huh."

"Should we split up and attack Victoria Palace again?"

Xian Yaowen stared at Kothari as if he were an idiot. "Are you kidding me? Attack the presidential palace? Do you want Rajendra Putra to hunt us down around the world?"

Kothari chuckled, "Just a joke."

Xian Yaowen stared at Kothari's face for a moment and suspected that Kothari's family had a personal grudge against Rajendra Pod. This kid might not be joking, or he might be speaking from his heart.

Kothari felt uncomfortable being looked at by Xian Yaowen, and smiled bitterly, "It's just a joke."

"OK, I'll just take it as a joke, please don't do it next time."

Kothari spread his hands, "Gold is shipped out of the port of Mumbai?"

"Your share is, and most of my share will be taken from the Indian nobles and used for the Indian untouchables." Xian Yaowen clenched his fist and raised his right hand, "Long live the Dalits, long live the proletariat."

"are you kidding me?"

"You made the joke first."

Kothari said helplessly: "Okay, from now on, none of us will joke around."

Xian Yaowen shrugged in agreement.

“The gold stays in India, are you serious?”

"Half seriously, from Gandhi advocating to improve the status of untouchables and launching the Harijana Movement to abolishing the caste system in the Constitution, I have collected information about India from various channels and talked to many Indians. The situation of the lower castes has not changed, right?"

"so?"

"If India's economy wants to rise, the biggest advantage it can and should seize is its huge cheap labor resources. By sacrificing tens of millions of low-caste people for two generations, India's economy will rise.

The word "sacrifice" is very heavy. The Delhi government should bear the blame, and the capitalists should also share some of the responsibility. "

Xian Yaowen took out a cigar bag, gave one to Kothari, and lit one for himself. "The emperors of ancient Chinese feudal dynasties were most wary of loyal ministers who had made great contributions. If they killed them, they would easily lose the support of the people. If they did not kill them, they would have trouble sleeping and eating.

At this time, the emperor would pretend to be confused, tacitly allow treacherous ministers to be in power, and use the treacherous ministers to get rid of loyal ministers so that the treacherous ministers could bear all the public anger. Then, once the emperor repented, he would punish the treacherous ministers and rehabilitate the dead loyal ministers. Then, the common people would shout "Long live the emperor!"

This strategy has been used repeatedly by emperors from ancient times to the present. If it is used well, it goes without saying. If it is used poorly, it will lead to the demise of the country. "

Kothari smiled and said, “You want to go to India and be a traitor?”

Xian Yaowen exhaled a stream of white mist, "You overestimate me. I am only qualified to be a knife in the hands of treacherous officials. In ancient times, there was a country called Peacock Country. The king was a kind person who could not bear to kill, even the field mice that stole food from the fields.

Year after year, farmers suffered from the harm of field mice and the people were living in misery. Finally, a loyal minister named Kothari could no longer bear it, and secretly ordered the whole country to hunt and kill field mice and dig out their holes without the king's knowledge.

Just as Kothari was about to empty all the field mouse holes in the country, a treacherous minister named Adam jumped out and punished Kothari. He handed over the grain that had not been distributed to the farmers to the king for his decision. The king collected 70% of the grain into the national treasury and distributed 30% to the farmers.

"Long live the emperor?" Kotari said with a laugh.

"No, freedom belongs to the people."

Kothari restrained his smile, was silent for a moment and then said: "What do you think of India's future economic development?"

"I think India is a good place to breed consortiums, and I want to give it a try."

There was another long silence. "I have a sister."

"Do you look good?"

“She is studying at college in Kharagpur.”

“Indian Institute of Technology?”

"Yes." Kothari nodded. "Shall I arrange a meeting for you?"

Xian Yaowen pretended to be silent for a moment, "It's a little early for you to place your bet now."

Kothari chuckled and said, "I have other sisters."

"I have a daughter who is not even one year old."

Xian Yaowen tacitly agreed that Chu Renmei would become his daughter.

"I have several sons."

"I'll bring my daughter with me next time."

"I will create a fairy-tale bedroom for her."

……

Hong Kong.

In the morning, Wang Xiamin translated a telegram: "Top secret, hand it over to Sao (Qi Weiwen), plan number three will be executed."

When she handed the message to Qi Weiwen, Qi Weiwen used a code book that only she and Xian Yaowen had to translate the message again, and came up with the final content of the message - unexpectedly clear.

"Kill Chu Tianlan by accident? What does this little foreign devil want to do?"

Qi Weiwen couldn't figure out what Xian Yaowen wanted to do, but he still carried out his orders resolutely. He burned the telegram and started planning what to do.

A few hours later, Xian Yaowen got up early and went up to the rooftop. He was quite surprised to see Kothari sitting on a blanket, doing extremely difficult ancient yoga postures.

Xian Yaowen didn't make any noise, but walked to a corner, assumed the starting position of Tai Chi in the park in later times, picked up a large watermelon, and chopped it in half. You take half, and he takes the other half...

Although his hands and feet were moving slowly, Xian Yaowen's brain was working at high speed.

In 1901, London socialite and millionaire William Knox Darcy reached a consensus with Persian King Muzaffar al-Din Shah, in which Darcy obtained 60-year oil exploration rights in most parts of Iran, while the king received 5 pounds, and other important Iranian figures received 2 pounds in shares and 16% of future profits.

Darcy hired geologist George Bernard Reynolds to explore the desert region of Iran. The desert environment is harsh, with smallpox prevalent, bandits and warlords rampant, undrinkable water, and temperatures often exceeding 50 degrees.

After several years of exploration, Darcy's wealth gradually dried up, and he was forced to sell most of the exploration rights to the Glasgow consortium, Boehm Oil Company.

By 1908, Darcy and Burgess had invested over £50 in oil and still had nothing to show for it, so they decided to give up exploring for oil in Iran.

In early May 1908 they telegraphed Reynolds that they were short of funds and ordered him to stop work, dismiss the staff, remove everything included in the shipping costs, reload to the coast and return.

Reynolds did not immediately execute the order, as he discovered oil by chance on May 1908, 5. As a result, Böhmer Oil established a subsidiary, Anglo-Persian Oil, and sold shares to the public.

Mass production of Anglo-Persian oil began in 1913 at a refinery in Abadan, which was once the largest in the world.

In 1913, before the outbreak of World War I, Anglo-Persian Oil started discussions with the Navy Minister Churchill. In exchange for the oil supply of ships, Churchill, on behalf of the British government, injected capital into Anglo-Persian Oil and obtained the controlling stake of Anglo-Persian Oil. The British government became the actual controller behind Anglo-Persian Oil.

Over the next twenty years, Anglo-Persian Oil did not discover any new large oil fields, but only carried out a few equity investments and mergers, and got involved in some very troublesome disputes.

In 1935, Anglo-Persian Oil was renamed Anglo-Iranian Oil, and in the same year it signed an oil concession agreement with Abu Dhabi. For fifteen years, Anglo-Iranian Oil made no discoveries in Abu Dhabi, which delayed Anglo-Iranian Oil's efforts to "seize" the oil concessions of other emirates in the future UAE.

In the future, Anglo-Iranian Oil will be renamed British Petroleum, abbreviated as BP.

According to the original historical trajectory, Anglo-Iranian Petroleum discovered oil in 1958, and then began to covet the oil concessions of other emirates. Dubai discovered oil in 1966, and it still had time to create the "truth" that the UAE had no oil.

If the truth cannot be revealed and Anglo-Iranian Oil still insists on its own way, he needs to find a way to bring in "American oil companies". The oil company can be someone else's or his own. Of course, it would be best if he is in partnership with others.

In fact, outside the Middle East, he can accurately mark the locations of undiscovered oil fields with at least hundreds of billions of barrels of oil reserves. This refers to the exact location of the pump jacks. Knowing the approximate range of the oil fields, the oil reserves are approximately hundreds of billions of barrels, not counting the oil reserves in the sea.

Although most of them are beyond his reach, the remaining ones are already of considerable value. For example, the Prudhoe Bay oil field in Alaska is estimated to have 250 billion barrels of oil. Based on the current fluctuations in the price of crude oil at $2.6 per barrel, it is worth about $650 billion.

One oil field can make him a billionaire. Yes, a billionaire, not a 650 billionaire, let alone a billionaire. If the Prudhoe Bay oil field falls into his hands now, it can only create a wealth of tens of billions for him at most, and it will require a lot of blood and sweat.

His strength is not enough. If a large oil field falls into his hands, it will be like a child holding gold in a busy city. He is only absolutely confident that he will not die unclearly. Other things are hard to say.

In addition to oil, he has a lot of memories of undiscovered mineral deposits in his mind, including gold, rare earths, special metal mines, lithium mines, diamond mines, etc.

If you want to know why he remembers so much, you should ask his old man. In his previous life, when he was only a few years old, his old man had already established several energy and mineral groups in his name. When he was ten years old, his mother had consciously guided him to establish an energy and mineral knowledge framework, and his work internship started in the mining industry.

After all, he is a veteran in the mining industry, with a complete knowledge system and experience in mineral management, and an incomplete knowledge system in mineral exploration.

He can talk about the basics of exploration, but it is difficult for him to talk about the fourth, fifth and sixth. He does not have much practical experience and has only conducted a few explorations with his family's exploration team. He is the type who can see but not do. An explorer without any knowledge should never think of getting away with it with him, and it will be difficult for him to work as an explorer.

Of course, the explorers he was talking about were not the kind of coolies who were tanned black, carried a tripod on their backs, climbed mountains and crossed rivers, and slept in the open air, doing repetitive labor.

In short, if he had been a little more clever, if he had not been so ambitious, and had focused on energy and minerals, after two generations of hard work, the actual controlled assets of his Xian family and the Marxist-Leninist consortium would have been able to enter the trillion-dollar ranks.

However, the part that has not been mined is fake, and the reserve valuation can only be used to surprise the onlookers. What has not been mined is worthless. Those who want to cash in on the existing reserves are those who jointly lower the price.

Of course, this is just an analysis from a serious business perspective. If we look at it from a less serious perspective, the fictitious reserves can be used to reap huge profits in the financial field.

Or, you can add the word "Silver" to your name, and then humbly be backward compatible, and tell everyone in the world that you control the world's iron ore resources worth 10 trillion US dollars. Keep a low profile and don't tell anyone.

When the whole world knows that you are low-key, you can go out and cheat people. I have a 10 trillion US dollar copper mine, and I owe you 8 million yuan for whoring, but you are chasing me to pay it back? Do you know that I walk the mayor like I walk a dog?

Keep a low profile and don’t tell anyone!

Dubai's oil and gas reserves can be said to be his touchstone. Whether the process goes smoothly or not and how much share of the profits he can eventually seize will dominate his decision-making in the energy and mineral fields. If the start is not good, he will choose to stay calm. If everything goes well, he will take bigger steps and pay a higher price.

For example, the laying of oil pipelines is likely to cause disputes. In order to take bigger steps, he will suppress his grief and watch shameless careerists instigate the world's proletarian brothers to fight to the death. His bottom line is 20 billion lives. Whoever dares to break the bottom line will be killed by him.

……

After Germany's defeat, the defeated country was deprived of its armed forces and then divided into East and West Germany. What followed was a busy post-war reconstruction, as if everyone was busy with economic construction.

But few people noticed that a group of veterans who once declared their allegiance to Hitler regrouped, not only hoping to become the spark of Germany's future armed forces, but also planning to "defend the country" in the next world war.

Albert Schnetz served as Colonel of Transport in Southern Ukraine during the war and briefly as General of Transport in Italy at the end of the war.

This was the soldier who had served in the logistics and transportation troops during the war. After retiring, he joined the public transportation department and rose rapidly in career. However, he spent most of his time on the Eastern Front during the war, witnessed the Soviet people's hatred for the Germans, and heard Red Army soldiers riding on Berlin women and shouting "Ura".

He realized that if the Soviets came again, his country would be unable to resist, so he decided to prepare for the future and put together a team with rich combat experience as the backbone.

He believed that Germany had plenty of men who knew how to fight; if the Soviet Union launched an attack, veterans like him would not hesitate to pick up their weapons and fight back.

In post-war West Germany, all military and paramilitary organizations were banned, and organizers had to face the risk of life imprisonment. However, Schneitz was busy regardless of the risk. He raised funds from the business community, contacted departments related to veterans, and asked like-minded people for help.

Schnez's plan went extremely smoothly, and the spark of a secret army was ignited in Swabia, southwest of his birthplace.

By 1949, a secret army had been formed whose members included people from all walks of life: sales representatives, coal merchants, criminal lawyers, and even the mayor of a small town.

Another commonality is that most of the members of the secret force came from southern Germany, with Stuttgart, Ulm, Heilbronn, Karlsruhe, Freiburg and other regions contributing personnel to this team.

This year, Schnez, who had great ambitions, recruited Otto Skorzeny, the former head of the Nazi SS special forces, into his gang.

Otto Skorzeny was an expert in special operations and his most famous operation was the rescue of Mussolini, who had been overthrown and imprisoned by the new government of the Kingdom of Italy.

Mussolini was imprisoned in a mountain hotel that was easy to defend, but Otto Skorzeny led his paratroopers to airdrop onto a relatively small drop zone, quickly eliminated the unsuspecting Italian police without firing a shot, and successfully escaped with Mussolini.

In March 1944, Germany sent troops to occupy Hungary when it learned that Hungary attempted to surrender to the Allies. On October 3, under Hitler's orders, special forces led by Otto Skorzeny occupied the Budapest Royal Palace in Hungary and kidnapped Regent Horthy and his son. This was Operation Iron Fist, which supported the Arrow Cross Party to come to power. The Kingdom of Hungary was transformed from a German ally to a German puppet regime.

Another successful operation was before the Battle of the Bulge, when 150 special forces under Otto Skorzeny disguised themselves as American soldiers, put on American uniforms and weapons, carried American identification documents, drove captured jeeps and tanks, crossed the Meuse River, infiltrated the rear, destroyed roads and bridges, and caused considerable trouble to the US military.

A special forces unit in Liege was captured and even made up a lie: "Otto Skorzeny's special forces will infiltrate all roads in Paris to wait for the opportunity to gather and assassinate the Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces, Eisenhower."

This lie convinced the Allies that even Allied commander Eisenhower was forced to stay in his headquarters to prevent being assassinated by German special forces.

After the war, Otto Skorzeny was imprisoned for a period of time, escaped from a detention center in 1948 under Allied custody, hid on a farm in Bavaria for 18 months, spent time in Paris and Salzburg, and finally settled in Spain.

Otto Skorzeny, the head of the SS, had a hard time after the war, and the lives of other SS members were not much better. After all, sooner or later one would have to pay for what he had done, and all the extra benefits he had enjoyed would have to be returned.

The people that Chuanfengfei sent to West Germany to recruit retired soldiers inadvertently recruited more than 30 people, most of whom were from the SS special forces, and a few were from the infantry squad of the 3rd Armored Division.

When this group of people arrived at the Camel Squadron, Chuanfei found that they were too elite, and their cooperation with each other was too skillful. It was not enough to just explain them away as former comrades-in-arms. He kept this group of people, but kept a close eye on them and reported to Xian Yaowen.

Xian Yaowen, who knew something about Albert Schneitz and that story, easily linked this group of people with the "secret force". In fact, why did he let Chufang fly to recruit retired personnel to Germany instead of the United States, Italy or Canada? Germany was a defeated country, and the lives of retired soldiers would be more miserable, so it was easy to recruit them. This was just one of the reasons.

The more important reason is that they know the existence of the "secret force", that there is a group of veterans who have seen blood and are secretly training to maintain the basic qualities of a soldier. Moreover, the purpose of this group of people is to "anti-Soviet". It is politically correct, so they can use them. The Galen Organization and the CIA behind it will not cause trouble for it.

At this time, Dürer's team under Camel was lying behind a sand dune, secretly monitoring an oil exploration team.

They wore desert camouflage uniforms specially designed for the Dubai desert terrain, equipped with a full set of German equipment, wearing modified goggles, with their fingers pulling the safety or bolt, ready to attack at any time.

Just because Anglo-Iranian Oil has not launched oil exploration in Dubai doesn't mean that other oil companies haven't done so. Since last year, several exploration teams from small oil companies have arrived. Fortunately, the small companies have limited strength and so they came for a quick look and left after thinking the exploration costs were too high.

Xian Yaowen was lucky, and it was also their own luck. The current group had been wandering in the desert for more than a month, but the luck was gone and the misfortune came.

The Camel Squadron already possesses a certain level of combat capability, so it's a good opportunity for them to pretend to be sand bandits as an exercise to test their results.

The exploration team only had four full-time guards, who were lazily hiding in the shade to cool off. Most of the other members were equipped with guns, but they were not carrying them. Such a team could be dealt with with a charge, but Hans, the captain of the Dürer team, was still waiting for the best time to attack.

Hans is a code name, but also a real name. Hans in Germany is like "Xiao Ming". Using the name Hans as a condition for screening is no different from using "being a man" as a condition. (End of this chapter)