Red Alert: I am a sheikh in the Middle East

But now if the person is going to get in the car, he has to be safe.

After Li Muliang got into the car, he squeezed into the co-pilot with the young man.

After the middle-aged driver started the car, he was still spitting: "When I was young, I liked to rent discs and watch TV shows at home.

"The two favorite dramas in the past were "Red River" and "Gaoliang Mountain" filmed by Mr. Li. I have watched them several times. They are so real and touching.

"As soon as the plate was put in, the words 'Li Muliang's work' came out on the TV. Do you know Mr. Li? "

Warmth surged in Li Muliang's heart, and he said shyly: "It's not that good, it's not that good..."

The middle-aged driver said: "Mr. Li, why haven't you filmed these few years. Oh, the current TV dramas are unwatchable, and they are not close to life at all. People's artists like you have to film them, which is our real life."

"No, no, not an artist..."

Li Muliang smiled a little embarrassedly, the enthusiasm of the driver brother made him uncomfortable.

The driver kept talking, and finally after driving more than 30 kilometers, he pointed forward and said, "Our construction site is ahead."

Li Muliang looked forward, on a high ground in between, a few incandescent lamps hung high in the air, and I don't know how many figures were busy back and forth under the street lights.

The whole construction site was making clanking noises.

"Our construction site was built for the Garan people, and Boss Zhang paid for it..."

Suddenly, a loud bang interrupted the driver's conversation.

The three people in the car were startled at the same time, and the black mamba who had been following them all the time accelerated and drove off the roadbed, bypassing the truck and heading straight for the direction of the explosion.

The middle-aged driver looked suspicious and said, "Okay...it seems to be the garrison on the high ground."

While speaking, there was a sudden rumbling sound of rotors overhead.

A Buck helicopter suddenly shot out from the night sky, the 30mm machine gun roared "da da", and the tongue of fire was spitting out wildly. I don't know how many bullets it poured towards the other side of the high ground.

At this time, the truck had already climbed up the construction site on the high ground along the ramp.

As soon as the car stopped, someone slammed on the door of the cab frantically.

The driver rolled down the window, and the person outside shouted, "Get out of the car and hide behind the bunker, we are under attack!"

The middle-aged driver hurriedly greeted the young man and got off the car with Li Muliang.

Li Muliang got off the car in a panic, looked around, and saw the workers on the construction site, under the command of several managers, evacuating in all directions in an orderly manner.

On the four sides of the highland, many prefabricated concrete bunkers and artificial fortifications have been installed.

The workers entered the fortifications and bunkers, but they didn't have the scene of artillery fire and bullets raining like they imagined. They could only hear the sound of explosions from time to time on the high ground outside.

Li Muliang turned his head, but he couldn't find the middle-aged driver.

He walked eastward in a mysterious way, towards the direction where the fire was rising.

Li Muliang walked through the entire construction site until he reached the edge of the other side of the high ground. Standing behind a concrete fence, he saw a scene that shocked him extremely.

Chariot!

Hundreds of chariots spread out in the wilderness below, like pieces on a chessboard.

The machine guns on the chariot were roaring, and tracer bullets, with strings of flames, swept towards the darkness somewhere in the distance.

And in the darkness, an extremely fast missile was fired from time to time, and hit the chariots on this side sporadically.

The soldiers got off the chariot, and under the command of an officer, formed an offensive formation on the ground in groups of three.

The helicopter overhead fired a series of rockets, covering the position guided by the tracer.

On the opposite position, it looked like a hot pot of red soup. The flames of the explosion were like huge red bubbles, gurgling, puffing up and exploding continuously. rise.

"A round of charge, target, wipe out the enemy!"

The officer's clear and loud roar resounded through the night sky.

"kill--"

The soldiers shouted loudly and swept away like a wave.

Li Muliang was trembling all over, his hands were firmly on the concrete guardrail, his eyes were already slightly moist.

Chapter 216 We Don't Rely on Chariots

More than 200 corpses were piled outside the cordon.

Several cars on the Golden Avenue watched from a distance, but did not dare to come over.

A board made of spliced ​​wooden squares was erected among the corpses.

It reads in red Middle Eastern characters:

Javelin missiles are indeed tank busters, and we lost sixteen Black Mambas.

However, we do not depend on tanks!

……

Salaut Bader, did not come out of the room all day.

He is afraid.

Bader had heard the heroic legends of the Garan people in the mountains.

When there were only a few dozen of them, they dared to charge the enemy several times their own.

And with the most backward weapons, defeated the crazy and fierce wolf army.

Only recently, he seems to have forgotten these legends.

Bader must admit that his thinking has fallen into a huge misunderstanding.

Because the outside world is rumored how advanced and powerful the chariots armed by the Garan tribe are.

Therefore, he attributed the fighting power of the Garan tribe to the strength of the chariot.

Therefore, after obtaining the "Javelin" missile from the Americans, Bader had an illusion, as if he had caught his opponent's life.

The determined attitude of the Americans also allowed him to deeply root this illusion in his mind.

Now the Garan army is standing five kilometers away on foot, and may rush over at any time and wipe out all their strength.

Bader couldn't help trembling when he thought of that scene.

Even if the other party only has more than 200 people, and you still have at least 600 soldiers in your hands, if you send out all the guns in the warehouse, you can even temporarily mobilize [-] people.

But...does it make sense?

The rice army envoy has already run away!

……

Kamash town intersection.

Zhang Ga looked at Wang Long in front of him, a little speechless: "Didn't you play with guns? Isn't it the last day?"

Wang Long rubbed his hands and smiled embarrassedly: "Chief Zhang, I heard that you have invested in Mr. Yang's film and television company?"

Mr. Yang is Yang Qian.

Zhang Ga did not give an affirmative or negative answer, but only said: "We are still investigating, how do you know?"

"Hehe, I saw Mr. Yang's circle of friends and said he found a new financial backer..." Wang Long looked a little shy.

He didn't know if Yang Qian used the word "financial master" on purpose.

Although the original meaning of "golden master" is a funder, but in the entertainment circle, is it possible to use it like this for a female star?

Not to mention the entertainment industry, no matter what the industry is now, the word "financial master" is not so commendable.

Zhang Ga was even more confused.

He didn't have Yang Qian's wechat number, so he didn't know that this woman was so capable of messing around.

But even if he has Yang Qian's friends, Zhang Ga doesn't look at Moments.

Unless there are black silk photos.

"Then you are looking for me..." Zhang Ga frowned and looked at Wang Long.

Wang Longdao: "Chief Zhang, my company, Golden Shield Security, are you interested in investing a little?"

Zhang Ga frowned and thought about it, is it necessary to invest in this kind of company?

The performance of Golden Shield Security is indeed good, and the expansion has been very stable in recent years.

But there is not much room for growth in this industry, and there are no valuable assets.

The most valuable thing is people, but people will leave.

In the future, this brand may also be worth a few dollars, but this thing cannot be realized.

What's more, Golden Shield Security is still on the rise, and most of its profits must be invested in expansion every year.

There won't be much dividends.

So, why bother doing this...

I am not a benevolent person who throws money all over the sky!

So Zhang Ga instinctively wanted to refuse.

But what Wang Long said later makes sense.

He said: "Boss Zhang, you should have a lot of industries in China, I heard that there is also a high-tech company... With so many industries, you must need a lot of security personnel, right?

"If you are the boss of a security company, wouldn't it be more reassuring to use your own people?

"Besides, my company is not worth much. Before I become big, you can just invest 500 million yuan, and you can get 10 points of shares, which is more than enough.

"Our annual costs are labor wages and social insurance, and the profit margin is very high.

"Even if we want to expand, it won't cost much, because we don't need to buy factories, equipment, or even offices. We just recruit a few more people and send them abroad."

Zhang Ga nodded his head.

Suddenly, I felt that this business could be done.

Not for that little profit margin, purely for my own company, with my own security, don't worry!

But he still has a question: "Since there is no cost, why do you ask me to invest?"

Wang Longdao: "That's right, let me report to you, isn't our company going to open up overseas markets?

"Providing armed security services, this requires a certain amount of upfront investment..."

Zhang Ga raised his hand to interrupt him, and asked, "How much?"

"If you want to spread the business quickly, it may cost 2000 million. According to the principle of generous cost, even if it is 2000 million, there will be a gap of about 200 million in our funds."

Wang Long said.

"Then if I vote [-], how many shares can I get?" Zhang Ga asked.

Wang Long said: "I will give you 25% at most!"

"Okay, that's it, I have to leave first." After Zhang Ga made a decision, he patted the driver's seat beside him.

Sanpao waved his hand at Wang Long, then stepped on the accelerator, and Raptor-3 rushed towards the Victory Heights.

In the distance, Huang He's Great Wall off-road vehicle was driving towards this side on the Kaman Highway.

Zhang Ga casually pressed the "anti-peep mode" on the console, and the glass on several sides instantly turned black.

Looking from the inside to the outside, the light is a little dimmer, but looking from the outside to the inside, nothing can be seen.

After the two cars passed by each other, Zhang Ga restored the glass again.

Sanpao drove the car silently, letting him fiddle with the operation, wanting to laugh but not daring.

On the Great Wall off-road.

Huang He sat in the co-pilot, stretched out his hand to turn the rearview mirror over, looked at the Raptor-3 behind him, and frowned.

Xiao Zhou, who was driving, asked, "Boss Huang, isn't Zhang Ga in the car?"

Huang He frowned, shook his head, and urged: "Go to Kamash first, find old Mai Hurd, damn it, and fine us another 10,000+!"

Xiao Zhou suddenly said mysteriously: "President Huang, have you heard that the construction site of Liuhe Construction and Feima Construction was attacked last night."