The next morning, at nine twenty-six, Fu Ming sat upright in front of the table and looked at the people in front of him. Irina Rhodes stood behind him with a smile on her face, wearing only a short skirt and a slender figure.
Their thighs were fully exposed. Xu Cheng, Song Jiahao and Wayne Blade were waiting outside the door.
Fu Ming turned to look at Irina. Neither of them had a good rest last night. Irina looked haggard and very lack of energy. Fu Ming, on the other hand, was blocked by the frames of his glasses and could not see the dark circles under his eyes. His originally pale face
His stool became even whiter. When Xu Cheng got up in the morning, he saw these two people and shouted to go back and complain to Zeng Xiaoting and Keke, saying that Fu Ming was messing with women, and he ended up laughing after Fu Ming threatened not to pay him salary.
Fu Ming turned his head back again and looked at Murbazak in front of him. "Mr. Bazak, I have already said in the proposal just now that UNTR will support your restoration movement. At the same time, I need a new government of Sar.
Full support and help for untr." Ever since Fu Ming came up with the alliance proposal, Mulbazak seemed unmoved and kept thinking with his eyes closed. This was a great test for Ming's patience.
"Mr. K, it really surprises me that you, at such a young age, can support the company and untr on your own. I originally thought that the arms dealer the Chinese military was talking about would be a stubborn old man in his forties or fifties." Moore opened his mouth.
He rolled his eyes and finally spoke slowly. "But this does not mean that I will accept your suggestion. Rather than launching a war to form a new government, I would prefer to manage Hama well. I really don't know what the Chinese military and the
How could untr take a fancy to our little Liberal Party? The number of soldiers does not exceed 5,000, which is not enough to fight compared with Hezbollah and the current government."
"Thirty percent off, this is the lowest price. If it's any lower, I'll lose money. I can provide light weapons, tanks, fighter jets, infantry vehicles, and even missiles." Fu Mingming seemed a little anxious and won the cooperation with the Liberal Party.
The opportunity means that he will be able to legitimately purchase arms in China without any scrutiny. This condition proposed by the General Staff is really too tempting.
"Mr. K, you don't seem to understand yet. This is not about price or weapons." Moore smiled. As a man close to fifty years old, the outline of his face was still intact, and he didn't even have a beard.
Not the leader of an armed faction, but an artist.
Moore tore off a piece of paper from the book and pressed it on the table. "I am this piece of paper, and untr is this table." His expression became serious, "This piece of paper can be used to write on the table.
, to be able to draw, and the table to provide a support for the paper.”
"This metaphor is very interesting." Fu Ming frowned and continued reading. He wanted to know what Moore wanted to express.
Moore took out the glue from the drawer again, poured some on the table, and then pressed the piece of paper on top of the glue. It only took more than ten seconds for the glue to dry. "And the munitions are these glues.
It brings the table and the paper together tightly."
Fu Ming nodded, he seemed to understand something.
Moore continued. "But once this piece of paper is filled up and needs to be taken away from the table for use, you will find..." Moore gently picked up the paper. The paper was stuck because of the glue.
Unable to pull it up on the table, Moore pushed hard and heard a tearing sound, and the paper was torn. "Yes, it was torn."
"General, I understand what you mean." Fu Ming laughed, "Your wisdom is amazing."
"Indeed, UNTR's strong support will allow the Liberal Party to rise and even unify the country. UNTR is the support of the Liberal Party. But when we really take control of this country and don't need your help, arms, favors, and garrison, that's all.
Glue. It will stick the Liberal Party to UNTR. Once we try to forcibly break away from UNTR, we will suffer huge losses and may even fall apart."
"Your concerns are not exaggerated. Although the US Army's military operations in Iraq and Kuwait have resolved their conflicts, new problems are constantly arising. The US President has declared the end of the Iraq war, but there are still troops stationed in Iraq.
There, the economy, social stability, political situation, and other factors of national development have been greatly hindered. I think you should consider these." Fu Ming crossed his hands, put them on the table, and rested his chin.
Moore nodded, "The CIA has looked for me, the IADC has looked for me, and even the military and intelligence agencies of other neighboring countries have looked for me. This is why I have not accepted help from any organization. Other countries have looked for me.
For the government or the military to participate in the civil war of the country is an act of interfering in the internal affairs. I am very disgusted with this."
"We have no troops stationed, and the military of country c will not make any extraordinary moves in this matter. We have no troops stationed, only arms support and special operations support. We will not interfere in the leadership election, nor will we force you to negotiate with China
Or untr alliance. We only need interests, economic interests, oil field development rights, and businessmen to get preferential treatment in Syria. At the very least, you are not a NATO or American faction, and there is a balance in the Middle East, which is enough." Fu Ming's face was full of courtesy.
With a sexy smile, he looked at Mulbazak.
"General, you don't have to trust country C's military, but please trust untr and trust me."
"Unless I can see something that makes me trust you, otherwise, again, I will not accept military assistance from any external organization. If you don't have these things that I can see, then please come back." Mu
Erbazak knocked on the table, and two soldiers outside the door immediately opened the door and came in. He was already ready to see off the guests. "If you want to go back right away, my people will see you off. Of course, Liberals like to make friends, and so do you."
You can rest here for another day. Nice to meet you, Mr. K." Moore stood up and stretched out his right hand.
Fu Ming also smiled, shook hands with Moore, turned and left without saying anything more. Irina, who was standing behind Fu Ming, was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Fu Ming to give up like this, and followed Fu Ming.
Ming left the room.
Xu Cheng, Song Jiahao and Wayne suddenly gathered around, looking at the emotionless smile on Fu Ming's face, they knew the outcome of the negotiation.
"K, you don't seem to appreciate it, so you just give up? It's not like your style." Ilya covered her mouth and smiled, and she always seemed to have that smile on her face at all times.
Fu Ming sighed, "I hate this kind of person who is stubborn and doesn't know how to adapt. Let's go back and don't stay here any longer and let him see the joke."
"Boss, let's forget it?" Wayne frowned and followed Fu Ming. He felt uncomfortable being treated with such contempt by untr and Fu's Trading and Transportation Company.
"Of course not!" Fu Ming raised his eyebrows, walked out of the building, got on the military vehicle that had been prepared, and returned to the checkpoint. Everyone looked at the unknown smile on Fu Ming's face and did not dare to speak anymore.
Two IADC box trucks were parked motionless outside the checkpoint. The soldier came over and saluted. "Dear sir, according to the general's wishes, we have already filled up the tank with gasoline."
"Thank you." Fu Ming pushed his eyes and opened the car door. "Irina, can you drive?"
"Tch, it's really ungentlemanly to ask a weak woman to drive such a long way!" Even though Irina was very reluctant, she still got into the driver's seat and started the truck.
"This is what you said. If you join UNTR, you will be my subordinate. Any orders must be obeyed unconditionally." Fu Ming looked at his watch, and it was already close to noon. Xu Cheng and the other two got on the second truck. This time
It was Xu Cheng who acted as an observer on the roof of the truck.
"Including that kind of order?" Irina looked at Fu Ming with a wild smile on her face.
Fu glanced at her and said, "You think so." He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to a number.
"I'll go back to your headquarters with you. But what to do here?" Irina turned the truck around and stepped on the accelerator as hard as she could. For a woman, the truck's accelerator was still very heavy.
"Yes, Murbazak is right. They are paper, arms and aid are glue, and we are the table." Fu Ming still lowered his head while writing the text message, "But the table can only be pressed underneath.
We have to be on top, we have to be pens. Only pens can write wonderful chapters on paper and draw charming pictures on paper. Untr may be suppressed by others now, but it will not always be the case." Fu Minglian said.
The smile on his face finally fell, he looked at the phone screen with a ferocious face, and pressed the send button hard.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Irina looked at Fu Ming's expression with surprise.
"What to do? Of course, let Murbazak see the evidence that he can trust me. He will be very satisfied with this evidence." Fu Ming did not put away the phone. As expected, it was only a dozen
Seconds later, the phone vibrated. He opened the screen.
"Ready, waiting for instructions."
Fu Ming pressed a few more times, "Act immediately. If there is any mistake, shoot without mercy."
Irina looked at Fu Ming's phone screen, "Chinese? Chinese... I thought you were Japanese."
Fu Ming smiled and said nothing. In ten minutes, Mulbazak would see what he wanted to see. But before that, Fu Ming still needed to solve one thing.
"Leaving the IADC and getting out of their control, I'm afraid this news has already reached the ears of Maury Charant. The next level should not be easy. They are all Hezbollah's territory, and the IADC will definitely use them to attack us.
Chasing and intercepting." Irina's face darkened. After all, there were only five people on her side, and she didn't have any combat effectiveness. It was very difficult to reach Damascus through layers of checkpoints. Sure enough, after ten minutes, she was on the road.
She saw the checkpoint in front of her. It was obvious that the Hezbollah armed forces had strengthened the defense of the checkpoint. There were a large number of people, about a dozen, and they also added machine guns and more pickup trucks. She contacted the back through the radio
The truck driven by Wayne.
"Attention, forward checkpoint, Hezbollah's, prepare to stop."
Xu Cheng, who was lying on the top of the truck, also agreed, "Confirm the target with the naked eye. But... Miss Rhodes, I'm afraid you don't know our boss yet." He laughed, and Irina was confused for a while.
"The boss should have prepared everything, it's the boss." Song Jiahao also smiled heartily, without any pressure from being intercepted. "We shouldn't have to stop."
Irina looked at Fu Ming doubtfully. In another ten seconds, the truck will arrive at the checkpoint. By then it will be too late to stop. Maybe Hezbollah will have something like RPG.
Enough to blow up both trucks.
At this time, Fu Ming had already put the phone to his ear, "Track my coordinates, the southern checkpoint, about 150 meters."
"Confirm target, dangerous distance, please avoid." The voice on the phone was not very clear, and the background sound was very noisy.
"Attack directly. Don't pay attention to me. The truck's defense capability is very strong." Fu Ming smiled faintly, raised his head, and looked at the sky.
In the sky, three J-31 fighter jets roared past, and the sound of supersonic speeds streaked across the sky, echoing over this war-torn land with a scream that frightened the enemy.
"Understood, missile launch."
Just as the voice on the phone fell, there was another ear-piercing roar in the air. An air-to-ground missile was launched from the plane with flames flowing. The missile turned around and hit the checkpoint in front of Fu Ming's vehicle.
"World No. 1 and World No. 2 have been waiting at the port of Beirut, Lebanon for a long time. I found them before leaving Damascus. This should be the ultimate combat range, although it is far away from the shore..." Fu
Ming looked at the missile flying in the sky and said slowly, "Air support is essential."
"Last year's air raid on Kinshasa, the capital of the Communist Republic of Congo...J-31, and an unidentified warship similar to an aircraft carrier..." Irina was stunned, and when she released the accelerator, the truck slowed down. "So that's it.