"They also carry heavy weapons, AT4 rocket launchers, Stinger portable anti-aircraft missiles, light recoilless guns, FRF2 sniper rifles, and PGM sniper rifles. The number of people is about 40..."

Scottis knew everything he knew, and he could see clearly at a glance. He lowered his voice and said, "Moreover, the entire airport is not allowed to enter or exit, and military control has been implemented!"

"They are coming!" Leonid suddenly spoke next to him. Scottis looked around and saw several French gendarmes walking over. He quickly said a few words on the phone and hung up.

Already.

Just as the military policeman arrived, Scottis walked out and said with a fake smile, "Gentlemen, do you need any help?"

…

Gao Jun put down the satellite phone, "It seems that the situation is changing faster than we thought. Damn it, if the airport can't be entered and exited, what will happen to our cargo?"

There is "life and wealth" that he brought with him on the plane.

"Do you think these French guys will go to the Presidential Palace?" Yevgeny also heard the voice on the phone just now, and he was ready to fight to the end.

After hearing this, Gao Jun felt that this guy had a clean mouth. In the future, when doing business, the clients he chooses will definitely not be allowed to invest!

Afraid of dying.

Tonikov opened his mouth. He wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to speak. What Yevgeny said was very possible. He raised his head and glanced at the boss. Gao Jun had no expression on his face, but he was smoking with an obvious rhythm.

Much faster.

"Yevgeny, go and find out more information. I also want to know who is the person in charge of France in Dakar, what are his hobbies, what are his shortcomings, and even whether he has slept with a black girl."

Yevgeny also knew that at this time, it was related to whether the company could develop in West Africa. If the business was not good, everyone would have to drink from the northwest wind. Everyone knew this.

He nodded cautiously, and began to think about what method to use to intercept the information in his mind.

"It is definitely impossible to contact Scottis now. We only know that the French are very angry. This is enough. Gentlemen, this is related to your year-end bonus, so please be serious and take the money. You can find it when the time comes."

A very beautiful woman. One dollar will determine the height of her buttocks. Be energetic, I know you are all tired, but I promise." Gao Jun threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crossed his hands, looked at everyone, and raised his chin.

After a pause, he gathered his emotions again and said, "Each of you can become a millionaire."

What is a leader?

You just have to learn how to draw a pie!

You have to know that even supermen sometimes feel depressed. This is one of the reasons why so many micro-manipulation masters are able to take the lead. Being able to play is not the point. The point is to be able to draw a cake, or the cadence of personality.

Of course, the prerequisite for drawing a big pie is that you must make the pie, otherwise, after losing integrity, you will die even more miserably.

Just like a mustache, he made many promises, but although he brought Germany into the quagmire of war, it is undeniable that there is no more bread for 500,000 marks!

Although the use of money is vulgar, if you don't even love money, Boss Gao will think that this person is worthless.

People are very realistic and the world is cruel. Sometimes, if we want to achieve our goals, we can only tell people what they want to hear.

No one wants illusory honors and useless medals, right?

Reality has long shown that greed is the mainstream.

Sure enough, Tonikov and others looked at each other, and their moods were obviously very high.

Then everyone led their respective tasks and left. Gao Jun slowly smoked another cigarette in the cubicle before walking out.

Ma Guohua and Zhang Zong stood beside a container with solemn expressions. When they saw Boss Gao coming out, they all came over and were about to speak.

"I have some bad news for you, gentlemen. The French have banned their flights. That means that even if you have money, my plane can no longer fly."

"How could this happen?" Ma Guohua lost his voice, but immediately silenced him. He looked around and found an employee looking over. He quickly pretended to be very indifferent. The leader must not be messy.

"Let's go and talk to the office." Zhang Zong said expressionlessly, but his eyes were not that calm.

Several people hurriedly walked towards the office upstairs.

"Li Ming, you stay down below to count the supplies. We will be able to set off soon." Zhang Zong suddenly shouted to his colleagues. The sound was so loud that almost everyone in the factory could hear him, and the other party responded.

The employees below cheered.

"Old Yan, we can go home now, hurry up and pack your things, I won't need your kettle..."

"Hahaha, Da Guo, you still said that we can't go back. You see, Leader Zhang has already said that we can go home. Can he still lie to us? I just said that your thinking is too complicated."

The employees were cheerful and chattering, and seemed to be in a good mood.

But Lu Wu, who was in the corner, tightly grasped the lower cover of the AK47, his expression condensed, his brows furrowed, and he smelled the slightest hint of danger.

I always feel like something is wrong here!

In the office, Ma Guohua anxiously asked what was going on?

Gao Jun explained the reason for the incident. Of course, he never said that Scottis saw it accidentally, but that he had inside information.

"Then we can only go by land." Zhang Zong said in a deep voice. He looked at Gao Jun and knew in his heart that he could not wait any longer. If he kept waiting, Dakar would restrict foreigners from leaving the country and everything would be over.

Calf.

"Mr. Yuri, we officially hired you to escort us to the border..."

Gao Jun didn't speak. He crossed his legs and held a cigarette in his hand. He paused vigorously in the palm of his hand and said, "I'm afraid it's not that simple. The conflict between Cambesto and the French has obviously begun, and Dakar is about to fall into martial law.

Do you think we can still go out now?"

Zhang Zong's breath was stuck in his throat. He frowned and was a little at a loss. "Mr. Yuri, tell me, how can we get out?"

He was a little impatient and unhappy when he spoke. Of course, he was not targeting anyone, just this nonsense.

Gao Jun looked at the other party and said, "This matter is actually very simple. If Cambesto agrees, we can leave..."

Isn’t this nonsense!

But the people present were all old-timers, and Zhang Zong and Ma Guohua also knew that the other party would not say useless words at this time, and they also knew how to speak, especially when work required it.

Zhang Zong sat up straight and said, "Mr. Yuri, can you contact Cambesto?"

"I happen to have business dealings with the newly elected president. He is a... very good person." Gao Jun said with a smile.

Ma Guohua sat down on his chair and said, "Can you help me?"

He spoke with a bit of hope in his tone, and his eyes met with Gao Jun's, who had a meaningful look in his eyes.

"Of course, I understand." Ma Guohua took out the banknotes from his suit, which were colorfully decorated, and it looked like a happy reunion.

Isn't this bribery too perfunctory?

At first glance, there is no one worth hundreds.

Gao Jun's expression suddenly became awkward.

"Mr. Ma, it's hard for me to ask for this little money."

"You'd better keep it for yourself," Boss Gao said with a smile.

"Then how much do you want, Yuri, just tell me." Zhang Zong gritted his teeth, "I will find a way to get it for you!"

Gao Jun looked at him, and Zhang Zong also stared at him.

The atmosphere is slightly stiff.

After about ten seconds, Boss Gao laughed out loud, "Don't think of me as a snobbery. We are all compatriots. I can help if I can. It's a simple matter of just saying something casually. However, I quite like this warehouse...

"

"This warehouse is for you!" Ma Guohua said simply. Anyway, he won't be able to come back in the short term, and no one will come to check the supplies. It will be blown up by then.

Gao Jun nodded, "Thank you then, don't worry, I will give you the news tomorrow, tomorrow!"

Compatriots…

It's too much to say that the money is too much.

But Ma Guohua and Ma Guohua were not happy at all, because they had figured out his character. If he didn't want money, he would really be in trouble.

…

Stephens was sitting in the personnel carrier, with the butt of the famas assault rifle propped on the ground and the muzzle of the gun leaning on his shoulder. He looked through the window at the dark roadside outside, occasionally seeing unknown creatures flashing by. There was a black man next to him.

Humming a little tune.

"Damn it, Prussia! You still have this thing on your beret? Take it off!"

An angry voice sounded in the personnel carrier, and Stephens saw his captain pointing angrily at the black man's head.

I was shocked to see that the opponent's Green Beret had a mosaic pattern on it.

The black Prussia hurriedly shrank his neck and took it off anxiously. He heard the soft laughter of his comrades next to him, and it was obvious that someone was playing a trick on him.

Captain Heskey is of German origin and looks very serious, but he has been in France's overseas colonies for at least ten years and has rich experience.

"I stress again, our mission is to storm into the presidential palace and kill Cambesto!"

The intention of these French guys is to kill the nominal leader of the newly elected Senegal. It is strange to say that many countries in Africa have occupied the capital and the coup has been successful, but they do not have much strength at all. Take Senegal for example.

There are at least a dozen warlords in other surrounding areas, making it almost impossible to unify the country.

The reason why they wanted to kill Cambesto was simply because the French External Security Service had already investigated who was the mastermind behind the natural gas explosion that occurred in the afternoon.

It’s Cambesto!

No, no, this is not the result of the investigation, but his own admission. Yes, after the explosion, he issued a declaration on television, radio and other media. The meaning was, let the French get out!

Gao Jun didn't see it. If he knew, he would definitely give this guy a certificate.

Africa Grand SB Award!

However, there will be many competitors for this award.

When the dogs looked at the black dog's head, they felt it smelled like shit.

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(End of chapter)


Chapter completed!