I'm a warlord in Africa!

Chapter 15 Number: C-NM
Cheng Mu knew what Wang Wen was thinking.

As a military strategist in a war-torn area, he must be cautious enough and prepare for the worst in everything.

After all, as a descendant of the dragon, his skin color is too conspicuous in Heizhou.

There are definitely more forces in the state government that are starting to pay attention to themselves.

But Cheng Mu couldn't explain too much to Wang Wen.

I can't tell him that I'm cheating. Can Abdullah's loyalty be absolutely trusted?

So now that things have come to this, let’s eat first!

A grand celebration banquet was held the next day.

Eating and drinking are the best ways to bring people closer together.

It won’t take long for the soldiers captured last night to be fully integrated into their own army.

At present, Cheng Mu already has nearly a thousand elite soldiers, and his power will expand further.

Please note, these are nearly a thousand elite soldiers, not the kind of cannon fodder who wouldn’t mind if tens of thousands of them died!
In many small countries, a general can be called a general if he has two hundred soldiers with guns under his command!

Cheng Mu’s current official identity is just the mayor.

While eating, Cheng Mu took another look at his system.

The current title has not changed and he is still the actual controller of Cabela City.

Cheng Mu didn't care about it.

It won't be long before the town of Kanda understands who the real master is.

That night, early morning.

Cheng Mu was awakened from his sleep by the guards knocking on the door.

The nobles of Kanda City acted faster than he had imagined, and hundreds of heads were brought to Cheng Mu.

In addition, there was a large amount of cash and many luxury goods.

The things he looted from one city were indeed much more than what he had looted from the two towns before.

Maybach, ivory, antiques, animal skins, diamonds, guns made of gold...

Looking at these things, Cheng Mu sighed in his heart that people in the same industry were more ruthless.

At the same time, he also cursed those aristocratic families.

If you used these things to buy arms, would you be in this confusing situation today?
At worst, if I take these things and distribute them to the soldiers under my command, I can organize a decent resistance.

Even the first thing Mexican drug dealers do after making money is to go to the US military to buy arms.

Lessons from the past, the teacher behind the car.

Cheng Mu would never make such a mistake.

He sent a message to Commissioner Smith on the spot.

[In addition to cash, do you accept barter? These are rare goods that are easy to sell in the United States! The gentlemen in Congress also like these things! ]

Cheng Mu locked up the Maybach and decided to enjoy it critically.

Then take photos of the other things and send them to Smith.

These things plus the cash are worth at least tens of millions of dollars. They can buy many tanks and armored vehicles and directly arm his army into a modern army!

Of course, this modernization is aimed at Black Africa.

Soon, there was a reply from Smith.

[Of course, but it’s not convenient for me to ship these things back, so you know the price. ]

[No problem. I bought a lot of things this time. Do you have enough in stock? ]

[A lot? How much!?]

Cheng Mu could feel Commissioner Smith's rising emotions on the other side of the screen.

He calculated that there were several million Mi Dao in his national treasury... not... the city treasury.

Then just now, Kanda City sent nearly 10 million Mi swords, and Cheng Mu planned to spend 10 million Mi swords first.

He called Smith.

"My purchasing budget this time is about 10 million. If you are in charge of this money, what can you get?"

"Ten million?! Rice knife?! This can even get you an armed helicopter!" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little shocked.

Smith might be transferred back to the United States in two years, so he must make as much money as possible before he leaves.

He also wanted his son, who had just graduated from college, to become a senator, which would require a lot of money! "Yes, money! Let's discuss the details when we meet!"

Cheng Mu knew that the armed helicopter Smith was talking about was just an old model eliminated by the US military.

A truly modern armed helicopter can easily cost tens of millions of dollars, and only countries are eligible to purchase it.

However, it may not be impossible for me to buy such high-tech weapons in the future.

After the gentlemen in Congress have made enough money from the factory price, they should at least let the frontline workers have some share, right?

What if the weapons get damp, rusted, or disfigured by hostile forces on the front line? Wouldn't they just be sold as scrap metal?

Ultimately, it's a matter of money.

After a night's rest, Cheng Mu took a Maybach to Arken to meet Smith.

This time, Smith sent soldiers to line up to welcome Cheng Mu, and also arranged two women for him in the villa.

After friendly consultations, the two parties reached a consensus.

Seven million in cash, plus three million in goods, in exchange for one armed helicopter, ten amphibious armored vehicles, ten heavy tanks, twenty heavy machine guns and five hundred sets of individual combat equipment.

Commissioner Smith also gifted an additional twenty drones and fifty mortars.

Cheng Mu also gave him a package full of money and asked him about the purchasing plan of Beiba City.

Smith's response was that the city of Berba will send a special person to Yaken in the near future.

On the way back, Cheng Mu looked at the large object wrapped in military green tarpaulin and left a message for Wang Wen.

【We need to recruit some pilot instructors. 】

Tanks and drones are easy to make, but airplanes require professionals.

As long as you have money, you can definitely recruit an instructor.

Ten thousand dollars a month, how about it?

If you don’t come, have you ever considered your wife and children?
……

After returning to the base and looking at the army equipped with brand new equipment, Cheng Mu decided to make them more formal.

What is the most important thing for a unit?
name!

Only a unit with a name has a soul.

Look at those famous organizations in the world, CIA, FBI, MI6...

It sounds so fucking impressive!

Cheng Mu can now be regarded as a force in Ethiopia that cannot be underestimated.

So he decided to give his power a name.

Soon, a catchy name came to mind.

C-NiggerMaster.

Abbreviated as CNM.

When introducing each other in the future, you can also directly say to the other party: "I'm CNM, what about you?"

The next day, Cheng Mu announced the matter in the army.

The Nigs were so happy. Now they had their own unique name, and they had another nickname to use when they showed off.

The Chinese people present, including Wang Wen, all looked a little nervous.

In addition, Cheng Mu also took great pains to come up with some promotional slogans, printed them in booklets and distributed them to his subordinate Nig.

Now that the team has grown, ideological education is indispensable.

The next step is to strengthen training, adapt to new weapons, and then send soldiers and administrative personnel to Kanda City.

With the cooperation of the only surviving clan, within a few days, Cheng Mu’s title in the system was expanded to include “actual controller of Kanda City”.

During this period, Daimler also brought good news.

In addition to the normal operation of the rubber factory and fertilizer, he also received a large foreign trade order - exporting millions of shirts at a low cost.

After a period of training, a worker in the factory can make 30-50 pieces of clothing every day, creating an output value of one or two hundred million yuan.

Their salary is only 2-3 yuan a day, which is not even enough to pay for the raw materials used to make these clothes.

At the same time, the meeting time with Mia is approaching.

Surrounded by his trusted guards, Cheng Mu drove to the capital of Ethiopia in the newly seized Maybach.

(End of this chapter)