Fu Ming sat in the cabin. In just ten minutes, they captured the twenty pirates, tied them up and threw them in the cabin. Fu Ming had no intention of torture or killing them. After all, Somalia
The detailed information of the pirate organization was already in his mobile phone. He lit a cigarette and, together with the crew, watched the pirates like rare animals.
The pirate leader was trembling all over. He looked at the men with Asian faces around him and the black and brand-new rifles in their hands with fear on his face. "Who...are you?" The pirate leader took courage and asked in English.
One sentence.
Although the English was very substandard, Fu Ming still understood it. He was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that these local leopards could actually speak English. In a place like Somalia, there is not even a serious official language. When southerners go to the north,
, people from the same country actually can’t understand each other’s words.
Fu Ming looked at the little boss curiously, laughed a few times, moved a chair and sat down in front of him. "Somalia?"
The black man nodded, "Please let us go, we are just here to eat."
"I have no plans to kill you yet. If I keep talking too much, I may consider changing my mind." Fu Ming looked at the GPS on the Yonghe and asked, "How long will it take for us to arrive at Bosaso Port?" In Leng Jian's words
The information Bin sent to Fu Ming stated that the headquarters of the Somali navy was in Bosaso, a port city in northern Somalia. The entire port city was their sphere of influence. The name of the pirate leader was Ali Mohammed, and he had more than 500 men.
He is a pirate, fully armed, and a powerful force in Somalia. Of course, compared with those warlords, there is still a certain gap.
People from the Chinese military and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs are already waiting for Fu Ming at the Port of Bosaso. Leng Jianbin handled these matters very properly. Since it has to be resolved privately, the government of country C can only do this.
"At this speed, it will be almost another hour." Sun Dayong looked at the sea warily and kept asking the crew about the surrounding situation.
"Don't look at it. They don't have the strength to kill us. They will arrest as many as they come. We will dock first and meet with the government people." Fu Ming stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray. After nearly three days of wandering at sea, he immediately
He was able to get down to earth, which made him very happy.
After Harry Cloud and Han Yu made their first appearance in the Qinglong-class general-purpose humanoid combat mecha, they immediately locked themselves in a room and began research on improvement. In the past two days, they had not shown up except for eating. Fu Ming was right
I was very happy because I didn’t expect that these two people really liked each other.
An hour later, two camouflaged warships of Fu's Trading and Transportation Company, Yongcheng and Yonghe, docked at Bosaso Port. Fu Ming sighed as soon as he stepped off the ship, "It feels so good to be down to earth." The huge port seemed so large.
It is very crude. Fu Ming observed the situation here. Although the harbor location is very good, there are almost no merchant ships. Poverty, backwardness and war have prevented the Somali government from taking care of economic development, and a large amount of mineral resources cannot be exported. Fu Ming, from a businessman's perspective,
I have always felt sorry for them. They didn't know how to make good use of such a huge fortune.
There are only a few fishing boats docked in the port, and it is good to be able to see speedboats. However, there are no armed Somali sailors around the port. It looks very peaceful. Fu Ming does not know which warlord controls this area. It seems that
These pirates and warlords are not very peaceful either.
Sun Dayong and several crew members followed Fu Ming with rifles. After all, this is not China. No one will say anything to you if you come out with a gun. On the contrary, the most dangerous thing is not having a gun. As for those Somalis who were captured alive by Fu Ming
The sailors and pirates were escorted to the shore by another group of crew members. Fu Ming planned to hand these people over to people from the Chinese government, and it seemed more appropriate for them to handle them.
While Fu Ming was looking around, five men in casual sportswear walked up to him. A middle-aged man walked in front, as if he was the leader. He felt suspicious in his heart. The young man in front of him looked only
He is in his twenties. Did the military really send him to rescue the Qianli Group cargo ship?
"Shouldn't it be someone from the General Staff or the Navy? Why does it look like a cargo ship? Chief, isn't it a bit unreliable?" A person behind the middle-aged man looked at Fu Ming with a confused look on his face.
"Come here, there are only a few Asians in the whole port, who could they be?" The middle-aged man walked quickly to Fu Ming and extended his right hand, "Hello, my name is Liu Weimin. I am the resident of the Chinese government.
Diplomatic Ambassador of the Embassy of Somalia, I wonder what I call my little brother?”
Fu Ming was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the Chinese government officials in Somalia didn't know who he was. The person in front of him had a good background, and he didn't dare to neglect him. "Hello, Mr. Ambassador, I didn't expect that you could come to pick me up in person.
Fu Ming, President of Fu's Trading and Transportation Company. I am a partner of Qianli Group. The military hopes to resolve this matter through private channels. These twenty pirates were caught on the way, and I hope you can deal with it." Fu Ming
He smiled and shook hands with Liu Weimin.
Liu Weimin saw that behind Fu Ming, several armed men were standing in front of the cargo ship with rifles, while more than twenty black pirates were squatting on the ground. "What kind of company is this? It has private armed forces!" He said.
I muttered to myself, but since it was someone sent by the military, there must be no problem.
"I wonder if you saw any American warships when you came...I heard that the US Navy's Seventh Fleet was killed." Liu Weimin asked alertly. Judging from the time, the two cargo ships were indeed in a state at that time.
Near the Strait of Malacca.
"I did it." Fu Ming saw that Liu Weimin still had doubts about him. To reduce his doubts, Fu Ming did not hide it at all. "As a representative sent by the Chinese military to solve this matter, I don't want you to
Doubt me." Although the words in his mouth were very serious, Fu Ming still looked at Liu Weimin with a smile on his face.
Liu Weimin sighed, "It's really the age of young people. I'm old." But he was secretly cursing Leng Jianbin in his heart, why did this grandson get a child?
"If Fu's Trading and Transportation Company takes over this business, it will definitely take care of it to the end. I am an arms dealer, not a mercenary group. I need your help this time." Fu Ming took out a cigarette and handed one to Liu Weimin.
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Liu Weimin took it and didn't light it immediately. Instead, he smelled it in front of his nose. "It's been a long time since I smelled Zhongnanhai, but domestic cigarettes still smell good!"
"Boss, the formalities have been completed. There is no resistance. We can dock the ship here temporarily." Sun Dayong jogged over and said next to Fu Ming's ear.
"I understand. You stay on the ship and hand these prisoners over to the people in the embassy. I'll go with them. Once the things here are done, you can go back to the Strait of Gibraltar and wait. I can do the following things myself."
Ming nodded, and then helped Liu Weimin light the cigarette.
"The accommodation has been arranged. There are no good places in remote areas. Let's settle for a while." Liu Weimin pointed to the car not far away, "Get in our car."
"Can you help me arrange a few more rooms? I have people coming over." Fu Ming followed Liu Weimin and pressed his cell phone. After settling the matter here, Fu Ming had to rush to the Democratic Republic of the Congo.
Meet with Ajax Rilin to discuss the military factory. Qianli Group, Shenzhen Financial Group, and Heike Indias Group are all ready. Only Ajax nodded to the rest.
According to the relationship between the two of them, it is not difficult to get him to nod. However, although Congo has achieved reunification, there are still a lot of terrorists and extremists. Explosions caused by roadside bombs and suicide bombs occur one after another all day long, which has overwhelmed the security forces.
It is still necessary to find him.
Liu Weimin opened the car door and sat in the back seat of the car with Fu Ming. The prisoners stayed where they were, waiting for the armed personnel from the embassy to come and receive them. "That's no problem. If anyone wants to come, we will come from home."
We can also provide special flights. There is no serious airport in this place."
Fu Ming put out the cigarette butt and said with a smile, "That's troublesome." The car drove slowly, and he turned to look at the devastated street next to him. Several pedestrians were carrying baskets of vegetables on their heads, looking listless.
Are you still turning to look at these cars? The war has become deeply ingrained in this country and is difficult to eradicate.
"It has been more than twenty years and peace has never returned here. I really don't know how the common people survive." Liu Weimin saw the solemn expression on Fu Ming's face and sighed.
"One day, war will disappear from the world." Fu Ming muttered, as if he was telling himself.
"You are an arms dealer. With people like you, how can the war disappear? Everyone is fighting for themselves, even a soldier. Interest, money, and status have caused this bloody killing."
"Guns don't kill people, people do. It's all just the human heart." Fu Ming looked away from the car window and wanted to say something more, but his cell phone rang.
"Sister Cat?" Fu Ming thought to himself, Cat must have something very important, otherwise Cat would not call him at this time.
Cat coughed heavily, and even his voice changed. "The IADC is active. In addition to Damascus, Syria, vehicles with the IADC logo have also been found in Syria. They have begun to take action against the UNTR."
"It doesn't matter... it will happen sooner or later." Fu Ming nodded. Everything was as expected. Even the General Staff had guessed it. "You have a cold?"
Cat sighed, "I just got off the plane with Zeng Xiaoting and returned to the Imperial Capital a few hours ago. I didn't expect it to be too cold here. It's too warm in Hong Kong. I actually caught a cold..." Cat was operating the laptop with his right hand. The current time is
In the evening, Imperial City time, she was still in the hospital taking a drip. "It seems to be very serious."
"I received the text message, telling them to rush to Somalia as soon as possible. After solving the matter here, they will go to Congo. The CIA has started to be dishonest again."
"It is only a matter of time before members of the security forces have to confront each other head-on." Cat coughed a few more times, which made Zeng Xiaoting, who was taking care of her, feel distressed. "Do you want to say a word to Xiaoting?"
"No, it's not like I can't see you when I go back. Please take a rest." Fu Ming hung up the phone and sighed.
"The head-on confrontation with IADC is finally about to begin. I really can't make a move. It's still my old employer."