I want to be a warlord

It seems that there is something gained, but it seems that there is not...

Back in Juba, Wang Zhen's mood was not beautiful at all.

I also learned from John that there is indeed an organization like 'Bedi Pauly'.

It is currently the largest underground criminal organization alliance in the world, with members all over the world and its business involving almost all underground industries.

According to the CIA, the alliance is relatively loose. It is better to say it is an underground platform than an alliance. There is nothing wrong with understanding it as a dark network.

Each region has its own person in charge. After all, underground black industries such as drug trafficking, smuggling, and trafficking are highly confidential and have no rules.

Take Pandu as an example. It’s okay for you to grow it locally, but how do you transport it?
Why should the transporter pass through my control area?How can I guarantee that I won’t be hacked?

You can transport goods in southern Jiangsu, but you may not be able to transport goods in northern Jiangsu, so you need to change people.

How to cross the sea?How to find a buyer after crossing the sea?
Each link requires the participation of different forces. Without a communication platform channel, underground transactions cannot be completed at all.

According to John, unless Wang Zhen catches the contact person of the Beidi Pauli organization in South Sudan, it will be difficult to find out the real culprit behind the scenes.

"Damn it, investigate the Jiba and kill them all. The real culprit behind the scenes will naturally be damned dead!" Wang Zhen said cursingly.

"Well... although I don't want to admit it, it is indeed a method and it suits your style of doing things." John joked: "It may not be that easy to kill them all."

"Nothing is easy. Let's set a small goal first and turn the border into a no-man's land!" Wang Zhen said fiercely: "I don't believe that we can't force out this organization called Bedi Pauly. Let these dogs kill us." Send it to me!"

"Great ambition, I wish you success!" John said after three seconds of silence for the people in the border areas.

……

But before going on a killing spree, Wang Zhen still has a lot of troubles to solve.

First of all, Leader Li made a phone call and said, "I heard that there was a terrorist attack on your side. This is not acceptable. We cannot guarantee the safety of the construction team. We have no way to send people there!"

"After all, if something happens and someone dies, it will be a big deal!"

Wang Zhen hurried to the embassy to explain the attack.

He was clearly the victim, but he seemed to be in big trouble.

"When will our inspection team and construction team come over?" Wang Zhen asked.

"Originally, the early planning team could be assembled the day after tomorrow and arrive at Najishott next week, but you have such a big problem..." Leader Li spread his hands with a look of helplessness, "You can't look at our foreign aid. The team jumped into the fire pit!”

"I..." Wang Zhen's face turned dark, he gritted his teeth, and after thinking for a while he said, "In this way, you let the team come to Juba first and live here. I will pay for all the expenses during this period, and it will be treated as a holiday for everyone!"

"Wait for me for a few days. I have ordered a batch of arms, armored vehicles, artillery and everything in Serbia. When my equipment is in place, damn, give him a big sweep. I guarantee that no one will dare to cause trouble again! "

"Big mopping up..." Leader Li looked strange and coughed, "In other words, the big mopping up was a sudden attack and encirclement operation launched by the Japanese army to destroy our army's Jizhong area and base areas behind enemy lines. Our army carried out targeted counter-mopping up operations. , that’s not a good word.”

"How do you make yourself look like the villain!"

Wang Zhen: "..."

"That's called an anti-drug and anti-terrorism operation!"

"We must obtain permission from the South Soviet government. Well, be careful not to fight across the border, which may easily cause international disputes." After thinking about it, Leader Li gave another instruction.

"I don't have to worry about it, don't worry!" Wang Zhen promised, patting his chest. He is not a government soldier. He has so much to do and is done!
"Okay, wait for your results, don't delay for too long." Leader Li nodded, "Also, you haven't been here today, and you haven't said anything to me. Everything is your personal behavior as a Greek. , has nothing to do with our country!”

Wang Zhen: Is this just Greece and my country?
"Okay, I'll go." Wang Zhen was speechless and turned around to leave.

After walking out of the embassy, ​​Wang Zhen took a deep breath. Abdulezak Cordoba told him yesterday that the cargo ship would arrive at Mombasa Port in Kenya today and switch from here to railway. As long as nothing happens, he could reach Zhuhai in three days. bar.

There was nothing we could do about the freight for more than a month. The armored vehicles had to be modified according to the requirements of Wangzhen. This was easy to say. Serbia is also a landlocked country with no ports. The goods needed to be transported by rail to the port in Montenegro before they could enter the Mediterranean.

Even if they get on the ship, the goods cannot be delivered directly. After all, a large cargo ship can easily load hundreds of thousands of tons at a time, and it needs to be transshipped at the Piraeus port in Greece.

In fact, the nearest route should be to unload the goods from the port of Northern Soviet Union after crossing the Suez Canal. But the problem is that the relationship between Northern and Southern Soviet Union is extremely bad, and they will never agree to transport weapons to Southern Soviet Union through their own ports!
Therefore, we can only make a big circle, disembark from Kenya, and then use the railway to enter South Sudan through Kenya and Uganda.

Several transfers took a long time.

But maybe it was because of Abdulezak Cordoba's words, 'As long as nothing happens,' an accident did happen.

"So, you mean, these weapons were fucking impounded by the Kenyans!" Wang Zhen asked through gritted teeth.

"Yes, the person in charge of the Mombasa port said that South Sudan is an arms embargo country. Unless there is approval from the United Nations, this batch of weapons will never be released, especially since there are heavy equipment such as armored vehicles here. ." Abdulezak Cordoba said in a dry tone.

"Fucking fart!" Wang Zhen exploded immediately, "Didn't you tell them that this batch of goods was ordered by PMC Company? It has nothing to do with fucking Nansu!"

"Of course I said it, but the problem is that the other party didn't admit it." Abdulezak Cordoba sighed, "I found our embassy, ​​but the Kenyans didn't give any face at all."

"Fuck you." Wang Zhen hung up the phone.The past few days have been full of fucking worries. Wang Zhen lost control of his temper and kept banging on the desk.

If the other party denies it, is there any legal basis?
Damn it does!

At present, there is no relevant international law on PMC companies. There is only the "Montreux Document" produced by the Swiss government and the International Red Cross. This is only a regulation, not a legal stripe.

Currently, the only thing that can restrain PMC companies is the Law of War. At other times, PMC only needs to comply with the relevant laws of the country where it is registered.

In other words, if a Kenyan official insists on refusing to recognize Tejas Defense, then he really has the right to detain this batch of weapons destined for South Sudan in the name of an arms embargo.

As for Wang Zhen’s passing of UN inspection at Juba Airport...

PMC has become a de facto part of international conflicts and is feasible without legal prohibition. Therefore, they will only strictly enforce the arms embargo.

Wang Zhen suppressed his anger and immediately found Kiir. He hoped to get back the weapons through communication between the two presidents.

"It's impossible. If it was so easy, why did I ask you to help me smuggle 500 million bullets before?" Keir said directly: "If it is as simple as you think, I will directly establish ten or eight PMC companies in the country, then That would break the UN arms embargo.”

Wang Zhen was immediately speechless.

"What should we do?" Wang Zhen asked.

"I don't think your problem this time has anything to do with the so-called arms embargo. The name you used when purchasing equipment is Tejas Defense (U.S.), which is theoretically accessible globally. This is an unwritten rule. At Juba Airport No one from the United Nations cares about it." Kiir thought for a while and said: "I think the problem this time is simply that the person in charge of the Mombasa port wants you to give benefits."

"Ah?" In one sentence, Wang Zhenlin was on the spot, asking for a bribe?

He really didn't think about it.

It's normal for you to ask for bribes for any other smuggled goods, but this is a weapon, a murderous thing!

Can someone who buys weapons be a good person?

Are you asking for a bribe from our PMC company?

Are you crazy about money?

Wang Zhen couldn’t understand it at all!

"Definitely." Kil said with determination.

African presidents often do weird things, and the officials below are even more weird, and they often do a lot of inexplicable things.

Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?
The fire in Wang Zhen is soaring.

"Haha, how are you going to deal with it?" Kil asked with interest.

If you want to open up the situation in Africa, you will encounter many such things in the future. If Wang Zhen cannot solve this problem, then he will have to reconsider the value of Wang Zhen.

"If you can't solve the problem, then you can't fucking solve the person who created the problem!" Wang Zhen said through gritted teeth: "The dignity of PMC cannot be challenged. I have to let everyone know that compared to law and reason, We are better at using our weapons to speak!”

Kil chuckled and hung up the phone. He didn't care what methods Wang Zhen used, he only cared whether Wang Zhen could solve the problem!

After calling Abdulezak Cordoba and asking him to wait at the port, Wang Zhen immediately called Golden Retriever and said, "Shrapnel, Bigfoot, Pipe, and Beer will come with me to get ready." Come to Juba immediately.”

"If he wants money, just give him money. Why must we kill him?" Jin Mao was puzzled.

"When I was fucking smuggling, they told me the rules. I followed the normal channels, and they didn't tell me the rules!"

"What the fuck is this!"

"These Africans have brain problems. If I give them money, they will think I'm weak and will ask for more next time. Maybe the goods will be intercepted halfway." Wang Zhen explained: "Guns were created The effect is to make people who don’t want to reason with you sit down and reason with you!”

"Okay, you're right." Golden Retriever smiled bitterly, "I'll let them pass, be careful, we are not familiar with Kenya, you'd better take Abed with you, you guys are too conspicuous among the black people. "

"Okay, let Abed come." Wang Zhen followed suit.

"Do you want to bring equipment?"

"No, how can I get on the plane with the equipment?"

"Then what if you go?"

"The US military has a base in Nairobi. I will just go directly to the US military base to pick up a batch of preparations." Wang Zhen said nonchalantly, how much he missed the US military!

"Good idea..." Golden Retriever said with a smile, "Be careful."

"Don't worry, I'm doing things, I'm full of evil spirits!" Wang Zhen snorted, "I also want to be a good person, but these damn people won't give me a chance!" (End of Chapter)