I want to be a warlord

When we had dinner together in the evening, Wang Zhen finally figured it out, and they had a great time.

"The warehouse has been rented. I will sign a contract with him tomorrow and ask him to deliver the goods immediately."

"It's very simple. It's just cement. You said it in such an exaggerated way, as if it's very difficult to do." The donkey crossed his legs, curled his mouth, and said with a haughty look: "Xiao Wang, if you can't handle anything in the future, tell me Your donkey brother, my brother will support you."

With one sentence, Wang Zhen's face darkened on the spot. Without saying a word, he took out his mobile phone and recorded it. On November 2017, 11, Donkey scolded me, but I wasn't angry. I repaid him with kindness and prepared to help him marry a local wife!

"Fake, what are you doing!" The donkey was startled.

Wang Zhen's mouth curved with an evil twist, "Be prepared. Marriage is the best way to build a good relationship with the locals, so I'm going to marry you a Nansu wife!"

Donkey was frightened, and the local women he saw in Najishot could not help but appear in his mind. They were tall, bald, wearing complicated clothes, and their bodies were full of muscles...

"No!" The donkey screamed and was about to stand up, but his legs were still crossed. He didn't get up this time, and his body leaned up and the chair fell to the ground.

Everyone who saw this scene laughed loudly.

"It's okay. It's over forbearance. What's wrong with the Nansu woman? She's tall and strong."

"No, no!"

Everyone laughed for a while, and then Wang Zhen got down to business. I have already rented the warehouse. I will pay that guy tomorrow. After watching him deliver the first batch of goods, you will leave on the pretext of returning to the company to handle things. Juba.

Don't have too much contact. If you have too much contact, it will be easy for others to see flaws.

After all, Golden Retriever and the others are not professional liars.

After the matter was settled, Golden Retriever met Dick Sears again at the warehouse the next day, signed the contract, paid a deposit, and told the other party that the donkey would be left behind to hand over to the other party, and Golden Retriever left directly with the people.

The money arrived directly into his account, and the grudge that Dick Sears had originally felt disappeared. These Americans were a bit arrogant, but giving money was very satisfying.

As for the weirdness of having to get so many items at once, as long as you pay, who cares.

On that day, Dick Sears began organizing people to transport cement from his warehouse to this side. At the same time, he contacted the Dent branch in Uganda to order more cement to enter the country.

On the other side, Wangzhen is now at leisure, and President Kiir has gone to Addis Ababa, the capital of Ethiopia.

Addis Ababa is the headquarters of the African Union, and President Kiir embarked on a trip to ask for money.

Although he said he was free, Wang Zhen still couldn't leave for a while.

Not to mention the official name of the Ministry of Industry, Wang Zhen is indispensable for communication between the Chinese team and the Ministry of Presidential Affairs.

Of course, he was also waiting. When the cement piled in the warehouse was almost there, he would immediately arrange for people to transport it out.

He was always uneasy until he got the cement.

This is high-priced cement that is twice as expensive as domestic cement!

Dick Sears moved very quickly, and truckloads of cement were delivered to the warehouse at a rate of 1000 tons per day.

……

"Keir wants to open a cement factory in partnership with the Chinese?"

At Dick Sears' home, the expression on Dick Sears' face, holding the phone, changed from surprise to seriousness, "Is the news accurate? When did it start?"

"I'm sure, what I originally said was to build an iron ore plant and a steel plant. In Najishot, I went to China for an informal visit just for this matter. I just learned about it here. Those are just smoke bombs. Really When they went east, they talked about building a cement plant.”

"This project joins the East Side's 'One Plus One' plan. It is a project supported by China and will be constructed entirely by China."

Upon hearing this, Dick Sears' face instantly darkened, as if ink was about to drip.

He is engaged in cement and basic building materials. How could he not know the construction speed of China's projects in Africa?

That was quite understandable, and because of this, he felt like the sky was about to fall.

"They're not going to build the factory!" Dick Sears said viciously into the phone.

"You'd better do it. We have nothing to do with the government. Not to mention Kiir's control, this kind of infrastructure project is beneficial to the country. We have no reason to block it, let alone borrowing in the name of the company."

"I will, I will block their cement source. Without cement, I will see how they build the factory, and I will drag them to death." Dick Sears took a deep breath, "I need guns and manpower, I don't It will allow them to start work with peace of mind!”

"no problem."

……

"Are you sure Kiir wants to crack down on drug addicts?" In a villa in the center of Juba, an old man wearing silk pajamas frowned and asked, "Is he crazy? What good will this do to him? There are many Dinka people. Growing marijuana."

"I'm sure he has gone to Addis Ababa with more than 700 kilograms of drugs." The person who came was a white man with a slightly darker complexion, who seemed to be of Arab descent. The man sat there and picked up the coffee. After drinking it in one gulp, he said: "You know the Chinese guy who got together with him recently?"

"I know." "The Chinese has a company called Guanghui Defense under his name, which employs dozens of Dinkas and Iraqis. This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the Chinese side is standing behind this person. He and the Iraqis We set up a mining company and cement company together, and China provided money and people to build them. I suspect this is one of the conditions."

"Wait, what the hell does this have to do with fighting drug addicts!" Lao Hei asked a little irritably.

"The place where they built the factory is in Kineti Mountain. You must have heard of China's attitude towards drug addicts. They are the country with the strictest drug control in the world. The Chinese will not allow anyone to do these things on their territory. "

"Damn, how could this happen!" Lao Hei looked dull and cursed for a while: "Those drug addicts are all transported to Europe. What does it have to do with China? I don't care about these things, fuck, fuck."

"How do I know? Maybe they prefer people to grow food and vegetables?" The visitor shrugged, "They do this in all African countries. Even those peacekeeping force guys are letting people grow food and vegetables everywhere!"

"Perhaps farming is in their genes. They are born farmers. Who knows."

"Crazy, lunatic, damn farmer." Lao Hei, who was wearing silk, cursed, grabbed a pack of cigarettes on the coffee table, took it out, lit it and smoked hard. After a while, Lao Hei's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his hands kept moving. The ground twitched rapidly, "It's not convenient for us to intervene in this matter. Let someone notify the Holy Spirit's Resistance Army. That crazy woman will go and deal with this damn Chinese."

"Not necessarily. According to the information I got, that guy's organization is very capable of fighting." The Arab said.

"Haha, how capable are they of fighting? Is there anyone as capable of fighting as the US military?" Lao Hei sneered, "Don't listen to what those people say, it's just mutual flattery. US military special forces will also become corrupted in the African jungle. .”

This is not just bragging. Black Hawk Down happened in neighboring Somalia. The perpetrators of this incident were the Somali Al-Shabaab, which, like the Holy Spirit's Resistance Army, are well-known terrorist organizations in several nearby countries.

The United States sent special forces to fight terrorists in East Africa. What happened?

Terrorists are still active.

The Arab shrugged indifferently. He was only responsible for liaison, and the specific results had nothing to do with him.

……

East African forests.

within Uganda.

In a deep jungle valley, there are scattered wooden houses. There is a lot of dirt piled on the roof of the wooden houses, which is covered with green weeds.

If you look down from a high altitude, you won't be able to find that there is a village here.

There is a two-story wooden building in the middle of the village.

On the second floor of the wooden building, there is a deerskin carpet on the floor. A shirtless fat black woman is sitting on the stall, her upper body leaning on the short cabinet next to her, and two large, moldy-looking kettles are hanging down on her chest. In the air, a fat black woman spread her legs, wore a leather skirt around her waist, and leaned to the side.

Next to the fat black woman lies a black boy. The boy looks to be about twelve or thirteen years old. He is currently lying between the legs of the fat black woman, with his head under the leather skirt and doing something busy.

The fat black woman squinted her eyes and rubbed her hands on her chest. She looked at the black man opposite her with her goldfish-like eyes. She grinned, revealing a set of yellowed teeth. "Andeb, I'm glad you can come over. Tell me, look for me." What's wrong with me?"

Andeb was obviously not that happy. He lowered his head and swallowed, "Our boss asked me to inform you that the exit to Nansu was occupied by a group of people. The boss of this group is a Chinese..."

"So, your boss wants me to take action against them, hehe, haha, hehehe."

"Wherever those people are blocking you, your goods can't get out either."

The fat black woman didn't say anything, she just patted the little boy beside her.

The little boy took his head out, wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, and stood respectfully behind the fat black woman.

The fat black woman looked at Andeb with a grin, stretched out her fat hand to dig under her body, and waved to Andeb, "Come, come here."

"I, I..." Andeb stood up suddenly in fear.

At the top of the stairs on the second floor, two black men pointed their guns downward, with malicious smiles on their faces.

A few minutes later, Andeb knelt in front of the fat black woman with his butt sticking out. The fat black woman pressed his head with one hand and took out a black stick full of reproduction smell from the wall next to her. The stick was thick at one end. ,rough surface……

The fat black woman played with the stick in her hand for a while and waved to the two people at the door.

The two put down their guns, walked over with grinning faces, held Andeb down, and raised his buttocks high.

"Be patient, the pain will stop after a while..."

"what!!!!"

"Grrrr, ah ha ha gurgle..."

……

Three days later, a team of more than 200 people, with colorful oil paint on their exposed skin, appeared at the border of South Sudan. This group of people was obviously very familiar with the surrounding jungle.

Walking through the jungle feels like you are at home. (End of chapter)