I'm a warlord in Africa!

Chapter 123 Intercontinental Missile
America.

Wall Street.

Those old men were sitting on the sofa at this moment, and they no longer looked happy.

After all, no matter how good your Qi-cultivation skills are, it is hard not to be affected after so many consecutive failures.

However, these old bastards seemed to be in good mental and physical condition. They all had black bruises at the corners of their eyes, and it was obvious that they had just received treatment not long ago.

One of them said, "Recently, our luck seems to be a little bad. The expansion speed of the yellow people has far exceeded our imagination."

"As for Somalia, all previous plans have failed, and there is a great possibility that Somalia will directly side with the yellow man."

"In Djibouti, many of our children were captured by him and burned alive."

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As everyone was talking, a trace of impatience flashed across the face of the old man in the middle.

He waved his hands, signaling them to stop arguing, but he didn't get angry.

"Okay, there's no point in talking about these things now."

"What we have done will inevitably cause resistance from all sides, and this is all part of our plan."

"However, what I didn't expect was that a ruthless character suddenly showed up, and his hatred for us seemed to far exceed that of others."

"Now, we should think about how to deal with him. I think we can raise the threat level he poses to us to the highest level."

Superlative?

Everyone present looked at each other in bewilderment. That meant that they regarded this man as an equal opponent, almost as powerful as the U.S. military.

After a few seconds of silence, someone suggested, "Highest level? Are you sure you want to do this? This means we have to devote a lot of energy to dealing with him."

"Will this affect our plan?"

Everyone started talking again, and after several minutes, the noise slowly stopped.

Then the old man in the middle looked around at everyone and said, "Who among you could have expected that he would develop to this point in such a short time?"

After hearing this, the few people who were quite talkative just now fell silent again.

However, no one among them stood up to refute or find excuses.

Indeed, none of them expected the situation today.

Seeing everyone silent, the old man in the play softened his tone and said, "I just mentioned that he should be classified as the highest threat level. Doing so will indeed consume too much of our energy and resources."

"But the current situation has not yet become uncontrollable."

"As far as I know, he killed a lot of Japanese soldiers this time, and the Japanese have become so hostile to him that they are ready to fight to the death."

"So, what is your plan?"

The old man smiled slightly: "No matter how powerful he is, he is just a mortal. A few intercontinental missiles are enough to destroy half of Ethiopia."

"ICBM? Are you planning to kill him with the help of the Japanese?"

The old man nodded.

"But will the Japanese agree? Besides, their military power is not entirely in their own hands. Most of it is still controlled by the US military."

"We don't need all of them to agree, we just need to win over some of them, right?"

"Although the military has considerable control over that place, our influence has been developed in Japan for so many years after all. It is still possible to find a few people who can be used." The room fell silent again, and several old men were calculating the feasibility of this matter in their minds.

"If this happens, won't it expose our strength too early? Moreover, launching an intercontinental missile may cause extremely bad public opinion impact."

"It doesn't matter. Someone will naturally take the blame for this matter. The Japanese will definitely want to use us to get rid of the military's control. However, they don't even have the qualifications to sit at the table."

At this point, a smile appeared on the faces of several old men, as if someone had told a very funny joke.

black continent.

Djibouti.

Cheng Mu called Wang Wen over to handle various matters here, while he himself had to return to Ethiopia to take charge.

Currently, Ethiopia has taken over all of Japan's heritage and has a port of its own.

This port is very advantageous, it is a wide and deep-water port.

From then on, Ethiopia completed the transformation from nothing to something in terms of foreign trade and maritime military power.

However, even though Minister of Commerce Daimler was so busy that his mouth was filled with tears, he still couldn't get many foreign trade orders.

The main reason is due to the economic blockade imposed by the Rapeseed people on Ethiopia.

This made Cheng Mu remember them again in his heart.

Fortunately, we now have the support of Judong Country and the United States, and occasionally we can get some orders from South Korea, so life is pretty good.

After a day of rest in Ethiopia, it was time for the meeting with Somali President Amonto as agreed.

Cheng Mu knew that since the other party dared to come, they must have been prepared to surrender. It just depends on the extent of the conditions the other party would accept.

In order to show his sincerity, Cheng Mu called Xiao Hei and several other confidants in the government to go to the border to welcome Amonto's team.

The sunlight was a little dazzling and the air was a little hot.

The convoy from Somalia slowly appeared at the agreed location.

Looking at the soldiers in front, Somali President Amonto personally got out of the car and waved, and Cheng Mu also walked out of the barracks at this time.

Although he was mentally prepared, Amonto was still surprised when he saw Cheng Mu for the first time in reality.

He is really too young, and the indescribable aura he carries makes even Amonto, the president of a country, feel a little inferior.

It’s like, something that you have spent your entire life trying to accomplish, is done effortlessly by others.

After this meeting, I was invisibly three points lower than the other party.

Fortunately, Amonto almost experienced the pain of losing a child in old age, so he thought of this little setback as just letting it go and moving on.

Cheng Mu walked forward and shook hands with Amonto.

After a few official greetings, the two men got into their respective cars, and the motorcade drove off to the Ethiopian conference center.

As the car was driving on the road, Amonto looked at the soldiers on guard on both sides of the road and the streets that had long been cleared, and couldn't help but sigh that he had been president for so long but had never enjoyed such treatment.

In Somalia, the area is also cleared when the presidential motorcade goes out, but it is definitely not as uniform and disciplined as this.

Although Ethiopia and Somalia are two neighboring countries, when compared, they instantly seem like products of two different dimensions.

(End of this chapter)