"Father heard that Mr. K was injured and always wanted to come over in person. Unfortunately, the country has just stabilized and the schedule is really tight, so he had to ask me to come over and say hello. I hope Mr. K won't blame him." Jierra Yibenzhan Siding finally came.
Fu Ming flew here the second week after returning to the Three Core Heavy Industry.
The Democratic Republic of the Congo is not too far from the United Arab Emirates. It can be reached in less than eight hours by plane.
Fu Ming, who was lying on the hospital bed, could only endure the rolling eyes of Coco Heike Indias and Zeng Xiaoting. He forced a smile in the extremely weird and embarrassing atmosphere and watched Zierra ogling him.
"Don't come sooner or later, you have to come now!" Fu Ming cursed secretly in his heart. Because he was injured, Ke Ke couldn't leave. Lin Jianping and Zhang Lu were busy selling arms in the three-core heavy industry.
Fu Ming has begun not to personally take care of matters related to arms sales in Eastern Europe and the Middle East. In the past, it was left to Cat to handle. Now Cat is not in the Tri-Core Heavy Industry and cannot touch these matters, so the heavy burden will naturally fall on it.
Lin Jianping and Zhang Lu.
Zhang Lu was also very happy. The African continent seemed to have a unique attraction for this girl. She just told her family that she would travel with her classmates during the summer vacation. Unexpectedly, she ended up in the home of UNTR, a "terrorist organization". I really didn't know her.
What will the family think after hearing the news?
However, the focus of their work revolves around Cariana Sois. Although this girl is young, she is very smart. She has only worked for Cat for a short time and is almost able to stand on her own. Although she has not experienced
She has a high degree of education, but she knows everything about business. She also wants to do something for Fu Ming. This desperate attitude makes Mo Bing feel distressed!
Fu Ming was thinking about these things wildly, and just when he was about to answer, Coco, who was sitting next to him, stuffed half of the peeled apple into his mouth.
"Ms. Justin, I am very grateful to the United Arab Emirates for their concern for UNTR. Our cooperative relationship will definitely continue in a friendly and long-term manner. Please send my regards to Mr. President for me." Coco's face was full of smiles, and she did not look away when she spoke.
Ziela, however, was staring straight at Fu Ming. This woman was very smart and the city was deep. Fu Ming's reaction and the look in Ziela's eyes at Fu Ming already indicated that something must have happened between these two people.
whats the matter!
Fu Ming seemed helpless when it came to treating his woman. But Zeng Xiaoting didn't even try to hide it at all, she just treated Ziera and Fu Ming coldly.
Zyra is not a fool. A conflict will do no good to anyone. Just pretend she didn't see it.
"This greeting is not a greeting from the great United Arab Emirates to UTR, but a greeting from my father and I as friends of Mr.
, Fu Ming is a member of our family, don’t touch him, put aside the relationship quickly, there is nothing except transaction and cooperation, and it is impossible to happen.
Ziera's words were trying her best to bring Fu Ming into the relationship with her, converting financial interests into personal feelings.
Fu Ming was anxious. Three women and one drama was really not fake. He ate the apple in two mouthfuls and almost choked. The wound started to hurt. "Ahem... If Mr. James Ding really comes here in person,
, I really can’t bear it, Miss Justin, thank you very much for your kindness, I appreciate it from the bottom of my heart. I will definitely remember the friendship between UNTR and the United Arab Emirates." Fu Ming said, not knowing exactly where he was.
Wink at some woman.
Coco sighed, as if she had compromised. "I'll prepare lunch for you, Xiaoting." She looked at Zeng Xiaoting. "Let's go."
Zeng Xiaoting was dragged away by Coco very reluctantly, and the door was slammed shut. Suddenly, only Fu Ming and Jie La were left in the hospital.
"Tell me, what do you want to do by taking such a big risk to come here this time?" Fu Ming lowered his voice, obviously not wanting Coco and Zeng Xiaoting to know the content of the conversation.
"I don't want untr to do anything. I want you to do something, of course to me." Ziera raised her hand to touch Fu Ming's face, but Fu Ming moved away.
"Ziela, look at my body like this, what else can I do?" If Fu Ming wasn't too disgusted with Ziela before, now he has become disgusted.
Ziela ignored Fu Ming's performance and directly put her mouth next to Fu Ming's ear. "I can see that those two girls care about you very much. You are very tempting. After all, who has control over you now?"
, who almost controls the entire world. The financial tsunami a few days ago caused a downturn in our oil exports, causing a large economic loss. Originally, this loss was supposed to be borne by you... If you could marry me...
"
"Miss Zyla Yiben Zhansiding." Fu Ming said seriously. The cold tone made Zyla couldn't help but trembled. She stopped and slowly sat back down. She knew that Fu Ming's patience had reached the limit, and she was irritated.
Fu Ming is not a good choice. A crazy man, especially a man with immeasurable power, can do anything if he goes crazy!
"My soldiers are still fighting on the front line. I am not in any mood to discuss these things with you now. I have received Mr. Justin's kindness. If there is nothing else, you can leave now. I want to rest before lunch
A while, no problem!”
Zyra stood up, the expression on her face was no longer the ambiguous state before. "I wish you a speedy recovery." She said the next sentence and walked out slowly, carrying her bag.
Fu Ming stared straight at the ceiling. He tried to move his shoulder, but the pain didn't seem to be relieved at all. There was no way. It had been a hundred days of straining his muscles and bones, and less than a month had passed, and it was shattered.
Sexual fracture. In order not to affect future body functions, Fu Ming did not forcefully carry out activities before the injury was healed like before. He still knew that if he didn't take good care of it now, it would be too late to regret it in the future.
He lay on the bed and closed his eyes, but he was still thinking about the war in Venezuela. Half a month later, the war has entered a fierce stage. The confrontation between the south and the north has eased, but in the northeast, untr
The fight with the Protestant *** armed forces was indistinguishable. Fu Ming had to admit that this was a misjudgment on his part.
The combat effectiveness of the Protestants is no less than that of Ava and the government soldiers.
Even if he had an absolute advantage in terms of equipment, a large number of people, and more than 200,000 people to attack his more than 40,000 people, no matter how powerful Untr's soldiers were, they would not be able to defeat five of them each.
However, the consumption of the war is huge. Within UTR, there are Fu's Trading and Transportation Company, Heike Indias Group, Qianli Group, and deep-funded consortiums. The strong economic advantages are fully demonstrated at this time. Fu Ming's heart
The abacus sounded loudly, even if it was delayed, it could drag down the Protestant *** armed forces to death! However, what was behind the Protestantism was something he had never expected.
Meanwhile, in the northeastern Bolivarian Republic of Venezuela, Maturin.
This is a large city located almost in the center of northeastern Venezuela. It is as well-known as Barcelona, the Venezuelan port city named after a Spanish city. After all, Venezuela was a former Spanish colony, and even the official language is Spanish.
"Mr. Brad, we are not far from Barcelona, but... we delayed it for so long, but we didn't drag the other party down!" An officer came in dusty and sat on a chair, breathing heavily.
He handed a report to Weinblad. "These sons of bitches were able to kill so many of our tanks even though their bullets and shells were missing."
Untr's army is engaged in serious large-scale operations, but the Protestant *** armed forces do not seem to be fond of fighting, but they are fighting guerrillas. Today a sniper will come, and tomorrow a small team will come to deal with the logistics supply line.
En is also full of confusion. "The Chinese fighting style during World War II was actually transmitted here!" Wayne went to a military school and received orthodox tactical education, but he had no specific response to this style of playing.
There is nothing we can do about it, this is a common problem in NATO.
Wayne also looked disgraced. In the two weeks since they arrived in the war zone, they had lost no less than ten tanks to the ambushes and interceptions of the guerrillas. Tanks were blown up almost every day, and the opponent collapsed at the first touch.
It was impossible to reach a large-scale battle, so we had to fight and run. It was all bushes and grasslands, and tanks could not catch up. The infantry did not have the cover of helicopters and infantry vehicles. Once it went deep, it was easy to enter the minefield and their ambush circle. Two weeks.
, Wayne pushed the front line from the north bank of the river to what is now Maturin, advancing hundreds of kilometers, which is not unpleasant. All the bases east of Maturin have been occupied by untr. The current Protestant*
The anti-Japanese armed forces are sandwiched between the UNTR-occupied areas and the government-occupied areas. They seem to be running out of ammunition and food, but their combat effectiveness is still strong.
This news was sent to Fu Ming. Although Fu Ming felt that something was wrong, he still believed that this armed force had strong financial resources and could not be defeated so quickly, so he did not think much about it. He ordered Wayne to slow down and focus on delaying
.
"Are the government troops at war with the Protestants? Why do I feel like we have been led by the main force of the Protestants?" Wayne frowned, sat in front of the soldier, and threw a cigarette.
Give it to him. He didn't sleep all night.
"Satellite images show that the government army's westward advance plan seems to be slower than ours, and it is very difficult to advance. Their situation is the same as ours. They are constantly attacked by guerrillas and cannot be defeated no matter how hard they fight. What's worse is that they will occupy the territory the day before.
Once a stronghold is reached, guerrillas will emerge from the occupied area behind the stronghold the next day, fight with the army in front, and wipe out the defenders in the stronghold. This group of people is very vicious and cunning, and will not leave anyone alive." The soldier lit the fire.
He took a long drag on the cigarette. He had just returned from wandering around the front line in the early hours of the morning. The soldiers in charge worked in three shifts and did not dare to slack off at all at night. "Oh, by the way, we caught a tongue."
"Tongue?" Wayne has long felt that something is wrong with the Protestant *** armed forces. Based on their ability, this kind of fighting method is impossible to think of, and this kind of war of attrition, the Protestants will never last ten days, but this has already happened
It has been thirteen or fourteen days, and the fighting power they displayed is definitely not at the end of their tether. On the contrary, the more they fight, the better they feel.
"We should be able to dig something out of his body, take me to see it." Wayne threw away the half-smoked cigarette, wiped the dust and mud from his face, and followed the soldier out of the room.