North Korea is a great country. Its greatness lies in the fact that it is in a world of scientific and technological civilization dominated by the modern economy, and all the people in the country are still shouting long live for one person; its greatness is also that it is in a democratic environment.
In this world system, this country still implements a dictatorship.
Ko Young-sook, Kim Sam's fat aunt who defected to the United States in 1998, pointedly pointed out: North Korea is a dictatorship.
In addition to Ko Young-sook's defection, many high-level officials in North Korea also fled. Unable to bear the dictatorial rule of the Kim family, they applied for political asylum after defecting.
Regarding the North Korean dictatorship, this is not difficult to imagine. How could it not be a dictatorship despite all the strange cries of long live it?
Yan Fenghuo never expected that Zheng Sanpao could prosper in a dictatorship like North Korea. This guy used drugs to open up gaps in North Korea's top management, and used the money earned from drugs to invest in North Korea's mineral deposits. After going back and forth, he actually got involved with North Korea.
Many senior officials of the Workers' Party of Korea have had close contacts.
Money, in North Korea, those who need money most are not ordinary people, but high-ranking officials; those who need money most are the leaders who are shouted "long live", the third generation of the most famous officials in the world: Kim San Fat!
Crossing the Yalu River, Yan Fenghuo followed Zheng Sanpao into Sinuiju, North Korea, and passed several checkpoints along the way. When he met the interrogating soldiers and officers, Zheng Sanpao immediately opened the way with rice: a five-pound bag of rice.
That's right, it's rice. in the country, a five-pound package of rice is only worth 20 yuan at most.
In North Korea, officials are high-income people. The average official's monthly salary is only enough to buy less than ten kilograms of rice. For ordinary families, the money they earn is not even enough to eat rice. And there is another phenomenon that many
At that time, you could not buy rice even if you had money.
It is easier to open a road with five kilograms of rice than with money.
To a certain extent, they are still in the era of planned economy, and the market is not fully open at all, so goods are far more useful than money.
"Do you have any cigarettes?" A group of North Korean soldiers with guns on their backs stopped the car and asked Zheng Sanpao for cigarettes.
"Yes!" Zheng Sanpao took out a low-quality Hongmei cigarette and handed it to the leading officer.
After taking the cigarette, the officer was very happy and waved to let him go.
The jeep drove slowly into Sinuiju, stopped for a while, and continued towards Pyongyang.
"Senior, North Korea is different from China." Zheng Sanpao lit a cigarette for Yan Fenghuo diligently and said with a smile: "If you want to make money in North Korea, you must not earn the North Korean Yuan, because the North Korean Yuan has depreciated too much.
You have to earn RMB or US dollars from North Korea."
"Earn RMB and US dollars in North Korea?" Yan Fenghuo was a little confused.
Yan Fenghuo didn't know much about North Korea. His unit was the Blood Fox Brigade, and he knew more about countries in West Asia.
"That's right," Zhang Sanpao patted his belly and said: "The currencies used by the upper class in North Korea are basically RMB or US dollars, because the North Korean government has been suppressing free trade and constantly carrying out currency reforms. Vietnam
The less valuable the reform is, the more reliable the RMB and the U.S. dollar will be."
This is a strange country. The ordinary people of the country earn a currency that is constantly depreciating, while the upper classes use RMB and US dollars for consumption.
But there is nothing surprising. Any country with a relatively closed economy in the world can always obtain generous management and additional income as long as it has a little power. For example, in the case of China, have you ever seen the customs directly asking for bribes?
No, absolutely not. As for North Korea, the customs officials will ask for bribes in person and don't think anything of it. For them, this is a way to make money, just like the great Comrade Kim Sam Fat, who will always make money in an ingenious way.
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"Those guys have poisonous eyes. They can tell at a glance that we are smuggled in. But it doesn't matter. As long as we give them a little benefit, we can let them go immediately." Zheng Sanpao said with a grin while holding a cigarette in his mouth: "I like North Korea more and more.
Yes, I really feel like a master here, haha."
Yan Fenghuo smiled and said nothing. He had already arrived in North Korea, and his first question was what to do next. There was a black hand behind everything, which was beyond doubt. But who was the black hand?
He thought about the bath center owner in Yanjiao who committed suicide out of fear. If it was a black hand, it was probably the protective umbrella. Unfortunately, the clues were completely broken, and he could not go back to continue the investigation now...
Suddenly, Yan Fenghuo thought of a high-ranking official with enough weight: Zhao Guozhong!
But as soon as he thought of Zhao Guozhong, Yan Fenghuo laughed to himself. Zhao Guozhong is Tangtang's uncle. Although the weight is heavy enough, but... can he join the black elite? It's a joke, it's impossible!
In fact, it is not surprising that Yan Fenghuo thought of Zhao Guozhong, because he only knew such a high-ranking official, so he naturally transferred to Zhao Guozhong.
Protective umbrella, protective umbrella...
Although Yan Fenghuo's brain was very confused at this time, one thing was very clear, he had to find the protective umbrella. Maybe after finding the protective umbrella, all the problems would be solved.
The involvement of high-ranking officials in gangs and Jiang Yang is enough for the black elite to step in and interrogate their own gangsters.
Putting these together, we can completely conclude that the other party does not want him to pursue Jiang Yang!
"Sanpao, how did you know my whereabouts?" Yan Fenghuo asked Zheng Sanpao.
"It's very simple," Zheng Sanpao said proudly: "Although I fled to North Korea on the other side of the river, there were many people working for me. Each of them had many gangsters. As long as they found the car that took you away,
Can't we find you? I know you guys are very powerful, so I didn't dare to let people follow you. Instead, I mobilized all the gangsters to wander on the streets at various intersections, hehe."
clever!
Facing an interrogation force like the Black Guards, if you try to follow him, you will definitely be found out. But if you mobilize all the gangsters in the city and stand at the intersection, you will definitely be able to get the correct location.
"What about these special forces?" Yan Fenghuo asked, staring at the two North Korean special forces in the car.
"Jang Cheng-taek's original personal guards should have been executed, but I thought they were pretty good, so I spent 10,000 yuan." Zheng Sanpao scratched his head and said, "But after I bought them, I realized there was no place to put them. What if we let them go?"
If Jang Chengze knew about it, he might have to kill me. So I found a mountain and asked them to help me herd the sheep."
"You mean you spent 10,000 yuan to buy two North Korean special forces soldiers and then asked them to herd sheep for you??" Yan Fenghuo's eyes widened.
"It's not two, it's eight." Zheng Sanpao corrected.
"Dollars?"
"RMB."
"Fuck..."
Yan Fenghuo cursed and didn't know what to say. He bought eight North Korean special forces soldiers with 10,000 yuan, which cost less than 1,500 yuan each on average. After buying them, he let them herd sheep...
This damn fat guy really knows how to do business, he’s amazing!
"Hey, if you hadn't been captured, senior, I would have really forgotten about these eight people." Zheng Sanpao scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I don't know how to deal with them. If people see them
If he is still alive and with me, Jang Song Thaek can definitely send out an army to destroy me."
"Give it to me!" Yan Fenghuo blurted out.
"Okay!" Zheng Sanpao agreed simply.
The eight special forces were basically useless in his hands. They only served to herd sheep, and they were not very good at herding sheep. But if these special forces were in Yan Fenghuo's hands, the role they could play would be huge.
"You guys, just listen to your senior from now on. You can do whatever he asks you to do!" Zheng Sanpao threatened the two special forces with a straight face: "If you don't agree, I will give you to Jang Cheng-taek. Not only will you
If you die, your family will die!"
After being reprimanded, the two special forces soldiers immediately nodded and looked at Yan Fenghuo. Although their faces were still stern, their eyes were full of pleading.
To be honest, these special forces are indeed very pitiful. After they are abandoned, there is only one way to die. Because if they do not die, it is very likely that the whole family will be affected. But if they live, no one will know that they are still alive.
Otherwise, various charges will be imposed on you.
"You speak Chinese very well." Yan Fenghuo glanced at the two special forces soldiers and asked casually: "Tell me about the content of your training."
He really asked the question very casually, because he knew something about North Korea's special forces. North Korea is the country with the most special forces in the world. There are 22 brigades of special forces, with a total of about 100,000 people, divided into: light infantry, reconnaissance troops and
Sniper unit.
Among them, the largest one is the "Assault River Crossing Brigade", and the most powerful one is the 19th Assault Group.
Its main mission is to carry out reconnaissance, raids and sabotage activities behind enemy lines and assist the activities of North Korean intelligence agencies. In the event of a large-scale war, well-trained special forces with excellent moral and psychological quality and proficiency in non-traditional combat tactics can secretly sneak into enemy lines.
, fully organize the second echelon, and use harassment tactics to continuously intimidate and raid targets behind enemy lines.
In addition, we are always ready to raid important targets on the Korean Peninsula and other areas, conduct reconnaissance, cooperate with regular army operations, organize a second echelon in the rear of South Korea to ultimately seek strategic advantages, and search for and eliminate military reconnaissance and sabotage teams sent by South Korea and the United States to the rear of North Korea.
Confront opposition and anti-government forces to ensure domestic security.
Usually equipped with sabers, silenced pistols, AK-47 automatic rifles or M-16 rifles, grenades, explosive devices, RPG-7 or AT-3 rocket launchers, 60mm mortars, etc.
Through simple and casual questioning, Yan Fenghuo knew that six of the eight special forces were from the reconnaissance force and two were from the sniper force. They were assigned to Zhang Zecheng's personal guard, but after being intimately interviewed by the great leader Jin Sanpang
, was secretly executed on the order of Zhang Zecheng.
If it weren't for Zheng Sanpao, they would have died long ago.
"What do you think of Jin Sanpang?" Yan Fenghuo suddenly asked.
"Marshal Jin Sanpang is a noble man and the most worthy of our respect. Without him, we would all die!" a special soldier said with a fiery face.
"What about you?" Yan Fenghuo asked another special soldier.
The special soldier did not speak, he chose to remain silent.
"You," Yan Fenghuo pointed at the special soldier with a burning face, "you are free. I allow you to continue to follow your Marshal Jin Sanpang."
With a "squeak" sound, the jeep stopped and the special forces got out of the car.
"Three guns." Yan Fenghuo raised his head slightly.
Zheng Sanpao licked his lips, took out his pistol and pointed it at the special soldier who stepped out of the car.
"Wait!" The special forces soldier sitting in the car suddenly said: "Let me come."
Zheng Sanpao looked at Yan Fenghuo, and after receiving confirmation, handed the pistol to the special forces soldier.
Taking the pistol, the special soldier pulled the trigger at his companion without hesitation.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three gunshots were fired in succession, and the special forces soldier loyal to Jin Sanpang lay in a pool of blood with a puzzled expression. He never understood why until his death, why his companions pulled the trigger on him.
"I don't want to die, let alone let my family die." The special soldier handed the pistol to Zheng Sanpao, stared at Yan Fenghuo and said: "Abandonment is a shame for soldiers, sir, I am willing..."
Yan Fenghuo raised his palms fiercely to interrupt the special soldier's words, stared at him and said coldly: "Why did you fire three shots? Tell me why you fired three shots!"
The special soldier shuddered involuntarily when he came into contact with Yan Fenghuo's cold gaze. He saw dissatisfaction and deep dissatisfaction in Yan Fenghuo's eyes.