Kidlov may be talking nonsense!

Grachev is not alone, politics is the art of unity. If the Chechen war fails, he will step down. This is not his ending, but the consequence of the game. It turns out that he died of meningitis. Of course, some people say that he died after eating poisonous mushrooms. Anyway, these are not important, he is dead!

Lebed is the suspected murderer.

This man who fought for the throne with the emperor in the future is not easy to mess with now. Although he failed and died later, it has to be said that he was alive and was a person with a certain political orientation.

Primakov finally glanced at Kidlov deeply, and then walked out of the interrogation room, his brows were tight. He didn't smoke, but at this time, I hope there was a cigarette to anesthetize himself.

"Director." The subordinate who was guarding outside asked softly.

"Tonight, Kidlov... died of an emergency illness in the interrogation room."

Primakov said lightly, and the corner of his mouth tugged, a person's death was determined. He narrowed his eyes and emphasized, "The emergency illness comes very quickly, and the report must be written."

The subordinate was chilling behind his back, lowered his head, and his scalp was numb, as if he was being targeted by some wild beast. His cheeks were numb and his breathing was subconsciously slow. After the director made a sound, he breathed a sigh of relief. Primakov ordered, don't ask why, just execute it!

The intelligence department is just darker and more obvious.

What a pity...

Kidlov, his uncle had just died for a while, and he would have to keep up with him. If the latter walked slowly, he might have met him on the road.

The main reason why Primakov took his own initiative to kill Kidlov was that Yeltsin could know about this, but he could not have a conflict with Lebed. After the death of the bear, localism rose strongly. As a representative of this class and organization, Lebed also represented the meaning of hard-working in many regions. If Grachev was really killed by him, what about the follow-up?

As a subordinate, you have to prevent the leader from falling into this dilemma.

Primakov thought his choice was not wrong.

He asked someone to delete all the records in the interrogation room, including videos, and warned his subordinates that if they were spread, they would send them to see the snow-capped mountains.

Primakov himself didn't believe what he said. Someone would definitely spread the news. He had to tell Yeltsin to deal with it.

A new round of political crisis is brewing.

After he left, several intelligence personnel in the surveillance room looked at each other, and then they seemed to have a heart-to-heart relationship. Everyone began to replicate the scene just now. They didn't bother each other. Obviously... it was not the first time they did it, and they had a tacit understanding with each other.

How much chance of getting rich can you get with this little salary from the Intelligence Bureau?

In the black market, there are always people who use US dollars to collect news.

Behind them, there are many people.

...

Tang Dao was dressed properly and looked quite majestic. He personally greeted the Somali president and his group who came to visit the door. This basic politeness or face must be given. After all, it is also a rule for others to bring reporters.

"Boss, that's the President of Somalia, Mr. Ocassi." Hurst Theodore stood beside him and whispered. Tang Dao smiled on his face and met the hand that the other party had reached out very early. Ocassi gave him a hug intimately, "Thank you very much for your help to Somalia, Mr. Nicholas."

Look, this man speaks very well.

He wore a tall hat when he came up. Before Tang Dao could react, he saw Ocassi signaling to the person behind him. Someone handed him an exquisite box behind him. Then he opened it and handed it to Tang Dao. There was a medal inside, and the avatar was carved on it. Why did this avatar look more and more familiar as it looks?

Okashi said, "This is the Somalia Peace Medal. The avatar on it is you. In order to express your help to us, the Somalia people have entrusted me to present you with the awards on them. You are also the eternal friend of the Somalians. This peace medal will be based on your avatar and will be awarded to friends who have helped the Somalian people in the future."

Peace Medal?

Still treating your own avatar?

It feels a bit chewy.

Moreover, this is not scattered iron, it is gold! You can feel it as soon as the Tang Dao touches it. Don’t think that Somalia is poor and the people are poor, which does not mean that the country is poor. If you invest in RPG and give you back 200,000 US dollars, the profit is OK, at least it will be more than the ones that the bank needs.

Moreover, with the help of the Savior Company, in order to make the Somali government rich, a group of pirates were specially rectified to make them legal, that is, those with licenses can do it. Of course, it is impossible to say it publicly, but who would be unable to get along with black people in this area?

I still have this strength to create a medal with gold.

Okashi personally brought Tang Dao, and then the two shook hands. The accompanying reporters next to him were busy taking photos. There were also propagandists in the Savior Company. The photo was placed on the company's webpage and the peace ambassador personally recognized by Somalia.

After taking the photo, Tang Dao took the medal and handed it to Hurst Theodore, inviting Ocassi to enter the base.

Tang Dao is not the kind of nitpicking person, but in order to welcome someone to clean up the environment, at least there is not too much garbage on the ground, and five Soviet-made T-54/55 tanks that were almost retired were also played by the Israelites. During the Six-Day War, they seized nearly 700 vehicles and then modified them to complete the transformation from "Siberian Iron" to "Jews". The Savior Company replaced the old guys with standard radio stations and Browning 12.7mm machine guns, and the main gun was still the original D-10t 100mm cannon, and was equipped with reactive armor.

These were donated to the Somalia National Wehrmacht. In addition to these, there are 50 bases of RPG shells, bullets, etc., and there are banners on these tanks.

“The friendship between Savior Company and Somalia lasts forever!”

In addition to these, Tang Dao also handed Okashi one of the 200,000 US dollars checks.

Visiting is actually just begging for food.

Of course, the benefits obtained from Somalis every year are enough to make the company full. Those ports are operated by the company and will be expanded next year. If large warships can be shipped, this place can be rented to countries with the idea of ​​overseas troops, such as rabbits?

Tang Dao followed the process and finally entered the conference room and made some politeness according to the location. Tang Dao, as the head of the family, first delivered a speech, and then expressed that he would work hard to protect the interests of Somalis and African friends.

"We will respect, respect and help the Somali people. For this reason, we plan to set up a bank in Somalia to help civilians realize their dream of doing business."

Ocassi just clapped with integrity, and his hands were red.

He looked at the other person, and there was reverence flashing in his eyes, and a little meaningful and hidden deep, but he definitely had some thoughts in his mind.

Hurst Theodore looked at the boss and slowly began to move to the front of the curtain. It was obvious that the frequency of newspapers was increasing. The boss was working hard to build the company into a "positive image". As long as there was a local mass base, it was enough. If you make money, you could not try to get the sheep. You had to raise the sheep and then grab it little by little, so that it would last.

Somalia is close to the Gulf of Aden, and the sea is full of wealth.

From here to the overlord!
Chapter completed!