World nuclear peace starts with the creation of an umbrella company

Some people even exchanged a box of vodka or daily necessities for a fighter jet or a military transport plane.

These things add up...

Damn, this is even more outrageous than collecting all seven dragon balls to summon a dragon.

"I want it, but I want it to be as secretive as possible. I'll let my strongest team take it.

"Also, I don't want the rocket body of the intercontinental missile. I only want its 2500 million tons of TNT equivalent thermonuclear warhead." Chu Zihang came back to his senses and said in a deep voice.

"No problem, just transfer the money to my account later."

Vladimir threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stomped it out.

After continuing to chat about some internal affairs of the Soviet Union, Vladimir said goodbye and left.

He was just out for a short visit this time and couldn't be away for too long.

Otherwise, who knows how much arms those little rabbits in the logistics department would have sold while he was away.

Chu Zihang still leaned against the front of the car, watching Vladimir's jeep go further and further away...

"Boss, the private plane has arrived at Baikonur Airport in Kazakhstan. It's time for us to set off." The white ghost who was driving stuck his head out and reminded.

Chu Zihang withdrew his gaze upon hearing this and flicked the cigarette butt away.

Flames flew everywhere, and the cigarette butt fell on the sand dunes, quickly extinguishing the fire.

Got in the car.

The jeep started and headed for Baikonur Airport.

There were only Chu Zihang, Bai Youling who was driving, and the taciturn Snake Eyes sitting in the passenger seat in the car.

As for Task Force 141, they parachuted out mid-flight.

They have a special mission and will enter Sam Country first.

Since the nano phone left the Umbrella Corporation headquarters and lost signal, it completely became a mobile phone with medical functions.

Chu Zihang had to take out his satellite phone and call Sergei.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Boss, I'm Sergei, what can I do for you?"

"Notify the Satan Mercenary Group to immediately and secretly travel to Kiev, the Soviet Union, and bring back a thermonuclear warhead with a TNT equivalent of 2500 million tons."

"When we get there, Poroshenko in the KGB will contact them." Chu Zihang gave the order without saying a word.

"Yes, boss!"

When Sergei heard that they were escorting a thermonuclear warhead with a TNT equivalent of 2500 million tons, his expression instantly became serious.

After giving the order, Chu Zihang hung up the phone.

But he stared at the phone for a while, then called Trench, who was currently in charge of the company's arms business.

The phone rang twice, and the loud voice from the trench came on the line.

This forced Chu Zihang to keep a distance, otherwise his ears would be damaged.

"Trench, how's the arms business going?"

"Boss, it's hard to explain. Those people from Camel Country are too shrewd. They forced me to bargain for a whole day."

"These poor bastards, I wish I could kick their asses hard!" The trench complained, his expression showing deep hatred and resentment.

Obviously, he was tortured badly by those people from Camel Country.

"The government forces can't afford it, you can try the Taban rebels." Chu Zihang suggested.

"Boss, is it possible? I'm afraid they will default on the payment." Zhan Hao hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

Of course, Chu Zihang would not tell him that the final winner of the Camel Kingdom would be Taban.

Their strength is still acceptable.

It has always been against Sam and the Western world, and after more than ten years of hard struggle, it is still standing.

"Okay, boss."

The trenches are fed up with the stingy government troops and will leave soon.

Fuck it, I won’t serve you anymore!

A bunch of poor guys can't afford it and just say it's a waste of time.

Chapter 169: Preparing to seize Sam's fuel plant, Task Force 141 appears

【This story is purely fictional and should not be applied to reality.】

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"Trench, I have a mission for you. After you complete the arms sales to Camel Country, you will go to Mexico Country."

"Mo Country?"

Zhan Que was stunned and asked, "Boss, that place is dominated by people selling laundry detergent."

"I know. You found Menendez, the largest laundry detergent dealer in Mexico, and negotiated a deal with him. We at Hydra will give him a batch of weapons and equipment for free, provided I ask them to do me a favor." Chu Zihang said, tapping the armrest rhythmically with his fingers.

"Free?"

Zhan Trench was stunned, thinking he had misheard.

And what the hell is Hydra? Aren't they the Umbrella Corporation?!

He quickly asked in confusion: "Boss, I don't understand why you're giving it away for free. Also, aren't we the Umbrella Corporation? Hydra is..."

"I need them to enter Sam Nevada and help me seize a private aerospace fuel plant. This batch of weapons and equipment is the reward."

"As for Hydra, it is a cover-up identity. Our Umbrella Company cannot be exposed. From now on, you will have to conduct business under the identity of Hydra." Chu Zihang explained.

That’s right, Chu Zihang never thought about buying space fuel from the United States.

But just grab it!

After being robbed, they were transported through Alaska and then through the Bering Strait to the Soviet Union.

So we can't use our own people. Mexican laundry detergent merchant Menendez is a good partner.

In the early 1990s, Menendez's armed forces were not strong enough to overwhelm the government forces.

At most, the odds are 50-50.

With this batch of weapons and equipment, Menendez's armed forces will be stronger.

Completely suppress government forces and even control the government.

Naturally, his business could expand to the level of his previous life in advance and he could become the local emperor of Mexico!

Why not do something that is a win-win situation?

"Boss, I understand."

The trenches suddenly realized that the boss is indeed the boss, and he is different from what they thought.

"One more thing to note is that you cannot show up in person. Find someone you trust to contact Menendez." Chu Zihang explained solemnly.

He did this to prevent the FBI from getting hold of their Umbrella Corporation, so he used the name of Hydra.

Such a mysterious organization has surfaced, but in fact it does not exist.

There was only one person in the trench.

This is also to conceal the identity.

In order to carry out the plan perfectly, Chu Zihang still needs to find someone.

That is the church, using the CIA to cover up the truth.

He would never spend money to strengthen the capitalists of the United States.

Even if they find out, what does it have to do with my Umbrella Company?

Isn't that the dirty work of Hydra and the Mexican laundry detergent merchants?!

To use the words of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, that is to kill with a borrowed knife.

The person behind the scenes who reaped the benefits had already gotten away with it cleanly.

As for whether Uncle Sam would be suspicious if the Soviet Union launched satellites continuously at that time.

That's even more impossible!

Because it is a military restricted area and a highly confidential unit of the Soviet Union, many intercontinental missiles carrying nuclear weapons are researched and manufactured at the Baikonur Cosmodrome.

It has always been shrouded in mystery, and the correspondence address here has been constantly changed.

The Soviet Union launched a satellite into space just a year ago. It is impossible that such a huge space base is out of fuel?

The Soviet Union is still a long way from collapse, and a lean camel is still bigger than a horse.

Even if he had doubts, Uncle Sam would not dare to say anything.

I'm going to die anyway, so at worst I'll drag you down with me.

all in all.

Chu Zihang doesn't know how to spend money, so he'll just steal your Uncle Sam's fuel.

"Boss, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult for me to do it alone. Can you send a suicide squad to assist me?" Trench scratched his head and said with a wry smile.

"Okay, I will temporarily transfer the second group of the Suicide Squad to assist you in completing the task." Chu Zihang agreed.

"Boss, can we form a suicide squad?"

Trench chuckled and explained, "I've worked with Barney Ross quite a few times. We're old friends and have a tacit understanding."

"can."

Chu Zihang agreed without saying a word.

In the movie.

The two are close friends and work well together.

"Really? Thank you boss."

The trenches were very happy that they could finally fight side by side with old friends.

"If this mission goes well, I can consider making Hydra a real organization and put you in charge."

"Yes, boss."

Trench's expression became serious, indicating that he understood.

A gentleman will die for his friend. For this reason, we must work hard.

He continued to explain a few more things.

Chu Zihang hung up the phone and called the church again.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

Only with the cooperation of the CIA can the plan be seamless.

After all, it is one hundred tons of aerospace composite fuel, not just one or two kilograms.

Uncle Sam's Space Force has a pretty strict handle on aerospace fuel.

Private fuel factories are all guarded by special forces.

It’s more convenient to have an insider!

By the time Sam's department reacted, they were probably so angry that their noses were crooked.

I've long disliked Sam.

Chu Zihang will play the landlord this time.

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Sam Country.