Chapter 706: : Alternative Occupation
Nobel Peace Prize? !
Hardy's face showed a little bewilderment, and then he felt that Mister was daydreaming.
What are you kidding?
Hardy almost blurted out, why don't you name the trophy Nicholas Tang? But when he thought about it, it didn't seem certain? In this day and age, money is the boss, sponsoring hundreds of thousands of dollars every year, there are plenty of people all over the world who will sign up.
Even scientific researchers cannot do without capital.
"Of course!" Hardy nodded. "I swear in the name of the Tuan tribe that I will show kindness to anyone who helps me and agree to any request."
Mist clapped his hands.
"Great, let's take a look at our company's help for the Tuan people." Mist nodded to the secretary, who took out a stack of documents from his bag and put them on the table. He nodded and said, "Mr. Hardy, here is our plan. First, we will send a military observation team of about 20 people to give you some help in military command. Don't worry, it is just a suggestion that among the 20 of us 5 people graduated from West Point Military Academy, 7 people graduated from Frunze Military Academy, and the rest graduated from various military academies. The person in charge is Mr. Philip Gregg, who once belonged to the 82nd Airborne Division with the rank of Brigadier General. It was shown in the Libyan war."
Mister talked a lot during this introduction, obviously he has a plan in his mind, but he hasn’t actually said that behind this military delegation is a think tank that provides more than tens of millions of dollars a year to give advice. There are also military experts, tactical experts, etc. in the think tank. Wait.
Just to bully you "stupid"!
Hardy is very satisfied with this lineup, but he hopes to get some help from arms.
Of course Mister will not let him down, he took away one of the above documents and picked up the second one, "This is the help given, including 7000 AK47, 2 million rounds of ammunition, 20 PI-20 type Add howitzers, 40 F-22 division cannons!"
This F-22 divisional cannon is a product of World War II. It was collected in Latvia. It was originally planned to be repaired and sent to the military museum, but Hardy just came to the door, so I will give this batch of goods to you. They are gone.
Here in Africa, you can see a lot of complex weapons.
Even primitive weapons have…
The war is still at the most primitive level, without any artistic beauty. The weapons provided by the savior company can in principle equip a division. Under the modern weapon competition, this kind of firepower... lacks certain flexibility, but for the suffering For the devastated Hardy, it's friendship!
Hardy was very emotional, tears welled up in his eyes, he stretched out his hand, and held Mist tightly.
"Thank you very much, you will always be friends with the Tuan people!"
This Mist is completely embarrassing, what the hell, this batch of weapons is given to you because no one wants it, and the price is not expensive. Although the Savior Company said that the mainstream revenue is still low-end weapons, but the goal is mid-to-high end , This is how to make money.
The hunters developed are worth about a million AK47s!
Mist looked at the other person holding his hand, his cheeks twitched, but he still managed to smile, mainly because he couldn't pull out his hand several times.
"There is a party tonight, welcome to Somalia!"
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night.
In the Savior's base, Hadi met many Somali "high officials and dignitaries", even the president was there, and everyone said hello to Mister, and asked him to say hello to Mr. Nicholas on his behalf.
Hardy knows this Mr. Nicholas, but he has never seen it. In Africa, he is called "Mr. Troubleshooter", and anyone will give him face. Hardy also wants to meet such a person, but he There is also self-knowledge.
He, Hardy Galens Barron, the son of a Tuan chief and one of the current leaders of the opposition, is also not qualified to meet with the other party.
Hadi loitered among the Somali elite, hoping for their help.
"This is really... a hard-working guy." Meister and several company employees also looked at him not far away, just clicked his tongue twice, as if sighing, those Somali people didn't give him any good looks at all, obviously very Reluctantly, they don't want to intervene in Rwanda's internal disputes.
"Sir, Rwanda doesn't seem to have much ore. I'm afraid the company won't get any benefits there." An employee asked.
Rwanda is the most miserable colonization in Africa. It was colonized by a small country—Belgium!
After World War I, the German colony of Rwanda was ceded to Belgium
Therefore, Belgium, as the suzerain country, can actually send very limited forces. Rwanda is a small country with a single ethnicity, and there are no ethnic conflicts to exploit. Thus, the Belgian colonists, in order to better rule Rwanda, started the process of "creating contradictions without contradictions".
This is a means of domination, but now that the **** is being wiped, the Savior Company will intervene, fearing that it will make the whole body full of shit.
Mister swayed the red wine glass, "Although people in Africa are stupid and their civilization lags behind, it is undeniable that there are too many people here, and too many places need manpower. Except for a few industries, what else is more profitable than selling labor? He paused, "Our friend discovered a big oil mine in Mexico and needs more people to work. Don't you think these people are the best miners?"
Africa is not actually lazy, they are just lacking in their brains, or in other words, the lag of civilization means stagnates their labor ability. Time, you can try the whip.
As for the human rights called for by society?
Hehe, will there be human rights in backwardness?
A group of **** are erecting an archway. To the savior, what are those fools? After "rescuing" Rwanda, they applied to put the boss on the candidate for the Nobel Peace Prize, which is actually the biggest gain. If the Swedes disagree?
You fucking, do you still listen to our human rights announcement?
We are the victims, we say that the savior is a friend is a friend... At that time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ public opinion will spread again, and the savior company will remain invincible.
Of course, this is not what Tang Dao or Mister thought of, but a link in the think tank's number: "Peace Plan", which is to turn the boss into an angel walking on earth.
In the future, Rwanda will find that the most important thing in colonization is not force, but social oppression. By then, it will be too late.
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HK, The Peninsula Hotel.
Since the 1950s, because many movie stars love to come to the Peninsula Hotel for afternoon tea, it has been known as the "Shadowman Tea House". In the 1980s, artists such as Leslie Cheung, Zhong Chuhong, and Maggie Cheung were frequent guests of the hotel.
Of course, Tang Dao doesn't chase stars, so he doesn't care about these things. He just sits in the corner to experience the taste of the teahouse, but someone comes to him while he is sitting.
"Hello, may I ask, is this Tang Sheng?" Yi asked in a doubtful voice, with a little surprise in his tone.
Tang Dao raised his head, and saw two people standing in front of him. One of them was not tall, slightly fat, and looked very simple and honest, but his eyes were very clever, while the other was a head taller than the other. It was a bit uncomfortable to laugh. Honest look.
"Wow! It's really Tang Sheng, I'm Chen Baixiang."
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