From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 450 Building a ship of honor and hope

  In the headquarters of P·B, Thompson overlooked the screen from the air, and saw the 'Medical Officer Bird' leading the team to an empty space.

  Although they knew that the other party would be vigilant when the 'Bison' disappeared, but in the end when the final result was in front of them, everyone would inevitably be a little disappointed.

  Tony looked at Thompson who was sitting at the desk with his palms folded and his chin thinking, he hesitated and said, "Boss, should we tell the boss?

  Having a special ops squad loitering around Sangha Town is not a good thing?

  The children living in the boss's house are very important, should we simply bring them to the base? "

   Thompson shook his head and said: "There is no need, 'Bison' is the only black member of the ghost mercenary group, it is impossible for others to sneak into Sangha Town, and it is even more impossible for them to attack the boss's house.

  We've located them, trapped them, forced them to call for help, captured a key witness or two, and then we can get the Congolese government going. "

  Tony frowned and looked at Thompson who was 'talking in his sleep', and said, "Boss, what are you talking about? When did we lock their position?"

  Thompson froze for a moment, then shook his head and looked at Tony, a rookie, with a smile, and said, "It's the mobile phone signal, and the ghosts are very alert, but the people in the North Kivu Mining Company obviously don't have this awareness.

  We locked a guy through the 'Bison' mobile phone. As long as he entered the range of the unmanned airship and started talking, we could follow the signal to find the location of the ghost mercenary group.

  They may think that changing the number will ensure safety, but they must not think that we are not looking for them at all. "

  Tony was confused and said curiously: "Boss, we are not looking for the ghost mercenary group, so who are we looking for?"

  Thompson looked at several young former CIA employees, shook his head slightly and said: "Guys, don't get me wrong, we are P·B, a few mercenaries are really nothing.

  Intelligence work is not simply staring at the camera or tapping the phone, we have to follow the strategy of the boss.

   Competing with a group of mercenaries is just an entertainment for the boss to show off his image while having nowhere to vent his energy.

   Take a good look at the development summary of P·B. Sengjia Town is a loss-making business at this stage. The several tantalum mines in North Kivu Province will be the most important stable source of income for the boss in the future.

  In the past, the boss didn’t have enough manpower, but now Central Africa is about to gain stability, and I don’t know how the boss persuaded the Congolese government to give money to people to train troops.

  The team of 500 people has entered North Kivu Province, and now the boss needs a legitimate excuse to enter there, forcefully knock out a few disobedient warlords, and then stabilize the place.

   What we need to think about now is not **** ghosts. A bunch of mercenaries who fight and kill are not worth our troubles. Whether they are alive or dead, they will not affect the boss's business.

   Keeping them at this stage will give the people in Sangha Town a sense of crisis, which will actually promote unity here. "

  Talking about something, Thompson seemed to think of something, and he said with a smile: "It is said that the French President sent an extralegal army to Central Africa because of the pressure of a group of women.

   If you have nothing to do, you can find a way to use the air force to delineate an area, and when the time comes, drive the ghosts in, and then notify the outsiders.

   Daddy Afika should also do his best for Central Africa! "

  Tony stared at the daring Thompson, and said, "You want us to trap people outside the law?"

   Thompson frowned and looked at Tony, and said seriously: "You should think about the problem from a different angle, you are cooperating with them!

  Our boss has brought the elite into the jungle, and P·B's large army has not yet fully withdrawn from the north.

  Outlaw is here to help you!

  You have to provide them with the most detailed information, and it’s okay to give them the ‘Bison’.

  Everything is judged by ourselves outside the law, and then we provide all assistance within our ability. "

   Talking about it, Thompson stuck Tony with a strange expression, and said, "Say it yourself, where did we cheat them?"

   The rookie Tony smacked his mouth, pondered for a while, and said, "So we should treat people outside the law as helpers. Don't they count as, um, enemies?"

   Thompson shook his head amusedly, and said: "P·B is very powerful in Central Africa, but P·B is not qualified to call France an enemy.

  You should hang out with the boss more, and then you will find that there are actually many ways to solve the problem.

  'Cooperation' is the most sensible and acceptable solution for everyone.

  When you can’t find out where your core interests lie, then firmly follow your boss’ standpoint, and don’t be smart, so that you can make fewer mistakes.

  The extralegal legion is not an enemy, you just treat them as friendly troops. "

  People trained by the CIA have a selfish mentality that is mainly about themselves. They naturally feel that all the guys who come to rob their side of interests are enemies.

   There's nothing wrong with this, because preset enemies will make them more motivated to work.

  But P·B gave Tony too much confidence in them, enough to make them think that P·B can break the wrist with France, that would be too bad.

  My boss is trembling because of being targeted by France. Where do you guys get the confidence?

  Tony, whose mind was greatly shocked, looked at Thompson dumbfounded, and said, "Boss, it turns out that you didn't think of the ghost mercenary group at all, so why did you let the 'Medical Officer Bird' go there?"

   Thompson shook his head and said with a smile: "We only do what we should do, and the ghost mercenary group is an 'entry pass' reserved for outsiders.

  The core interests of the boss in Sangha Town are the two pieces of iron ore. He will bring the French into the field, and the French will share the interests of the local tribe after they come in. Therefore, it is necessary to eliminate the xenophobia of some local people at the beginning.

   Is it not easy to use foreign language?

  Everyone is a collaborator, so it is reasonable for P·B to contract the extrajudicial logistics, right? "

  Tony thought for a long time holding his overworked head in admiration, and said: "So the mercenary attack that made us nervous is actually not a big problem at all.

  Our main target is in the Congo, and the press release is only the beginning, right? "

  Speaking of Tony said excitedly: "Boss, what should we do?

  The work visas of those mercenaries are all issued by the 'Walker Mining Company', which is a branch of the giant Albemarle Chemicals.

   Shall we create some public opinion in the United States? Princess Emina is there, as long as she speaks..."

   Thompson shook his head with a smile, and said: "Princess Emina's angelic image cannot be destroyed. We may be able to achieve our goal by using her once or twice, but if we use her too many times, it will lead to counterattacks.

  You should understand the energy of those giants. It is a meaningless waste to use Princess Emina for this matter. Princess Emina's influence needs to be used at the most critical time and place.

   It is enough for Gemma to use the media to show off. Gemma's mother has now entered the Ministry of Justice. If those people are smart enough, they should consider the issue of cutting flesh. "

   As he spoke, Thompson typed on the computer and released a map of the mining industry in North Kivu.

  He pointed to the five red dots marked on it, and said: "Walker Mining Company does not mine itself, but it cooperates with two warlords in North Kivu Province.

  Our boss means to eat up one company, and then force the other company to turn around and turn to P·B, so that the boss can integrate part of the mining resources in North Kivu Province and become a giant there.

   What we have to consider now is which one to take down first, and then collect intelligence with a purpose, so that the boss can smash in with a hammer. "

   Talking about it, Thompson looked at the little black Curry next to him with disapproval, he shook his head and said: "You must think that P·B can eat two, but have you ever thought that P·B has no foundation there?

  The Congolese government has been coveting there for a long time, but they got nothing, because without the assistance of local people, the integration of mining resources is just a joke.

  If this is the case, North Kivu may become another Sangha town that needs constant blood transfusion.

  The boss expects to make a lot of money there to make up for the shortfall. If he really acts according to your ideas, he should be crazy!

  Guys, get this right, a gun is a fist, but fists don't make friends.

   Making money depends on the palm of your hand. Only by opening your palm to hold other people's hands can you make more friends and unite other forces.

  Learn to share, in order to seize the most benefits. "

  Tony felt that he understood something, but felt that he could not see the face of the boss clearly.

  The family history of the boss is a must-read content for intelligence personnel like them...

  Tony saw the development history of an ambitious military contracting company, but now that Thompson said it, he felt that he seemed to have made a mistake.

  But there were some things in it that Tony couldn't figure out at all. He looked at Thompson and asked, "Boss, what exactly is the boss trying to do in Central Africa?"

  Thompson looked at the extremely curious eyes of the young people, he shook his head with a smile and said: "Maybe it's a picture of a city, maybe it's a picture of a great career...

  Anyone who can win the support of tens of millions of people will become different, and his subordinates will also enjoy the honor.

   There is no Sangha Town, P·B is just an ordinary mercenary company.

  But with Sangha Town, P·B is a big ship wrapped in honor and hope.

  When this big ship sails to any country around Central Africa, it will have the same aura.

   Guys, everything you do is legal now, can you imagine it when you were in the CIA? "

  ………

  Joga was sitting by the river while eating barbecue, while embracing Nisi's shoulders and yelling at Fang Qiu, talking about his ideals...

   "When I have time, we will go to Greece to renovate the big villa I bought.

  The swimming pool there is a bit too small, and Danbao will need a big lawn when he grows up...

   At that time, we will buy a few more sports cars, and we will go out for a drive instead.

   Haven't you always wanted to go to Brazil to see sloths?

  When the time comes, let’s go together. I heard that the girls there don’t like to wear clothes. I must criticize them. It’s too shameful…

  The islands in the Gulf of Guinea mentioned by Dragon Lizard can also be put on the agenda. I have already inquired about them. The islands in Cameroon are cheap, so we have to buy one no matter what.

  Occasionally we have nothing to do, so we can go and see dolphins, whales, great white sharks and so on. "

  Nice leaned on Choga's shoulder, glanced at the kitten who was always absent-mindedly eavesdropping on Choga's words, she said with a smile: "The kitten is Brazilian, and Monica doesn't like to wear clothes.

  But if you really like it, we can go and have a look. I've always been curious about that statue of Jesus.

  I would like to know why many people are not happy in places where God shines? "

  Choga put his arms around Nice's shoulder and kissed her on the head, saying: "Maybe God's imperfection is because of human beings' problems...

  Maybe when we cross the high wall of religion, we can see that there are many imperfect but frank souls in this rapidly developing and out-of-control society.

   Nice, you are one of them, I found you! "

  (end of this chapter)