I want to be a warlord

We have been together for so many years. Golden Retriever knows Wang Zhen very well and is the best at yin and yang!

How could he not know about the CIA's widespread poisoning, but unfortunately, there were some things that he couldn't say.

"That's not what you did back then!" Golden Retriever repeated again, his face becoming serious.

Seeing this, Wang Zhen sighed and hugged Golden Retriever's neck, "Man, there are many things that you can't interfere with. For example, this hemp grass has been legalized in many countries!"

"The Netherlands, Canada, you must know that the Netherlands has been doing statistics over the years, and you will never guess that since the legalization of marijuana, the number of people smoking other drugs has been significantly reduced, especially in Amsterdam in recent years. , there are no new users of hard drugs.”

"You know the forbidden fruit theory, it's like a donkey. The more you don't let him do something, the more he will try. If you let him go, he won't be interested anymore!"

"Fuck you!" Donkey punched Wang Zhen.

"You see, donkeys don't like girls, they just like the forbidden excitement of young women. This is the forbidden fruit theory."

"Especially in their bedroom, there is a large wedding photo hanging above the bed. Let her stick her butt out and look up at the photo. That feeling..." Donkey looked intoxicated.

"Your mother, pervert!" Wang Zhen spat.

"Recently, California is also discussing the legalization of marijuana."

"This is how the government works. It first spreads the word and lets people quarrel. When there is a quarrel, there are two sides that accept and do not accept it. Gradually, everyone's attention is attracted to the other side, and then the focus of the discussion becomes the quarrel itself. In the end, when After everyone gets used to the existence of this matter, the day will come when it will be implemented!"

“If California opens, will other states be far behind?”

"I bet it won't be long before marijuana is legalized across the United States."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Golden Retriever waved his arms with a look of determination. His America would never become like this!

Wang Zhen just laughed, and his laughter became more and more sinister.

……

Abirama Kadan Study Room, Juba.

After Beram Matheson walked in, he always felt that there was a strange smell here.

After the servants served coffee, Belem Matheson suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and talked about the results of the two days of investigation.

"First of all, the other party didn't leave any clues!" Belem Matheson said solemnly.

"Then you..." Abhirama Kadan's face looked a little ugly, "You are not here to entertain me, are you?"

"But no clue is the biggest clue!" Belem Matheson then said with a conceited face: "From this we can conclude that it was definitely not done by the armed forces near the border of Uganda or South Sudan. They I don’t have the ability!”

Hearing this, Abhirama Kadan's face looked much better.

"In the past two days, I have spent a lot of effort to almost completely restore the opponent's actions. Afterwards, I can find that the opponent used more than 50 people, from attracting attention to sudden attacks, from leaving the market to blocking it. On the streets, from intimidating the garrison to quickly disappearing, the entire operation is extremely coherent, and they are absolutely elite!"

"If you want to do this, you must first clearly know where your transactions are. I think this is not difficult. You have become more and more relaxed over the years."

Seeing Abhirama Kadan's face look ugly, Beram Matheson continued with a smile: "These people must know Nimulai very well."

"The Ugandan army directs and performs on its own?" Abirama Kadan suddenly thought of something.

"Don't worry, let's first pull out all the forces in Nimule. The Lord's Army, the Ugandan Army, the Madi tribe, and the Trujillo Gang. Apart from them, the rest are all smuggling and trade lines. In the local area The power is not big."

"So, which one of our troops do you think is well-trained? Let me give you another hint. I asked people to collect the shell casings at the scene. This group of attackers fired a total of 3 grenades and 420 rounds of bullets, killing you. There were 52 people on both sides, and no accidental injuries were caused to other people nearby."

"Do you know what this means?"

"On average, 8 bullets kill a person!"

Of course Abhirama Kadan knew what it meant, and he suddenly took a breath. There were many conflicts in South Sudan. Not counting those small tribes, in conflicts between government forces, it took an average of more than 4000 rounds of bullets to kill a person.

8 shots. Although the opponent ambushed and attacked, there is no doubt about his marksmanship!

"Moreover, I had people buy the three pickup trucks you owned. After analysis by my people, they first blew up the trucks with grenades and then fired machine guns. A total of 68 bullet holes were left in the three vehicles."

"I also asked people to collect all the corpses at the scene, excluding the 12 people in the car. It was found on the other corpses that many people died from short bursts and two consecutive wounds."

"After surveying the scene, we did a scene restoration. To put it bluntly, based on our long-term criminal experience, I don't think all parties in Nimule have this quality, including the Ugandan army."

"Of course, that also includes the South Soviet government troops." Belem Matheson said decisively.

"Then who do you think it is?" Abhirama Kadan's expression gradually calmed down, and the matter was about to come to light.

"If South Sudan has this ability, the Blue Hats are one side, and the remaining ones are Kiir's escorts and the Dinka Special Operations Team." Belem Matheson said with his fingers: "But in terms of style, including From what I heard from the witnesses, it was more like the U.S. military.”

"There are no U.S. troops in South Sudan!" Abirama Kadan frowned. "Uganda has a special forces with less than a hundred people, but they are only responsible for helping Uganda train. The same is true in Kenya. Could it be them?"      In addition to them, there are a group of people." Belem Matheson said with a sneer on his lips, "Have you forgotten the group of people that the Lord's Resistance Army attacked before?"

Abhirama Kadan stood up abruptly and looked at Belem Matheson with wide eyes, "You mean Brilliant Defense!"

"First of all, there is no evidence to prove that they did it." Belem Matheson raised a few fingers, "Secondly, they obtained approval from the United Nations and the African Union, specifically targeting drug kingpins and terrorists. "

"Lastly, and most importantly, they are very good at fighting!"

"That's it. Whatever happens after this has nothing to do with us Bedi Pauli!" After saying that, Belem Matheson stood up and left.

Abhirama Kadan raised his buttocks, but finally sat back down. There was no point in sending him off or not.

Bedi Pauli has existed for hundreds of years and has always adhered to one thing: it only maintains an intermediary relationship with everyone, and resolutely does not participate in any transactions, nor deepen relationships with any customers.

Now that the information is in hand, the rest has nothing to do with Belem Matheson. Even if he kneels down to beg the other party, the other party will not care.

Of course, there is no way to control it.

Sitting quietly in the study alone, Abhirama Kadan was at war with heaven and man.

He believed in Belem Matheson's analysis. After all, they were the most experienced and professional. Although there was no evidence, Abhirama Kadan didn't need any bullshit evidence.

The only question now is whether to retaliate against Glory Defense and get back the money that belongs to them!

Well, maybe it’s not just his own money. Although he hasn’t paid much attention to Glorious Defense, Najishot has made a lot of noise in the past few months, pouring hundreds of millions of dollars into it!

The GDP of South Sudan is only a few dollars, but now Najishot is really different every day. There is a long queue of trucks heading to Najishot every day!

……

Three days ago...

"Boss, are we just going to watch like this?"

In a three-story building near the trading market that had just been robbed, a black man stared at the scene with binoculars.

"Yes, watch, don't blink!" Fionn Alter cursed and said, "You have so many fucking questions, you've asked them a dozen times!"

"Head, it's only 7 times." The black man turned his head and glanced at Fion Ort, baring his big white teeth and said.

Fionn Ort threw away the empty can and cursed in dialect.

Robbery... ah, it's anti-drug, and it's not just anti-drug, it's also about tracking these drug criminals and finding their overall context!

For this reason, Wang Zhen did not hesitate to take action himself!

You think it’s robbery, but it’s actually for the sake of all sentient beings!

Ha, bah!

After staring for half an hour, another person was replaced. There were four people in the room, including Fon Ort, who took turns staring. According to Wang Zhen's requirements, no clues could be missed!

Half an hour after the incident, the Ugandan army arrived belatedly. They looked at the scene, asked some people and then drove away in a car.

After that, it took five hours before someone came here again. These people were armed with guns, and they held people at the scene and questioned them for a long time. It was not until dark that a few people were left behind and they drove back to Juba.

"Follow us!" Fionn Alter ordered, "You two continue to stare at this place. You go and stare at the place where a few people were left. I will ask Ferruccio to bring people over to support you."

After the explanation, Fon Alter drove up and chased him alone.

In the darkness, for fear of losing him, Fon Ort pursued him relatively close. Fortunately, it was a straight line to Juba, so the car in front didn't think there was any problem.

Of course, it may be that there is no vigilance at all, this is Africa after all.

As they approached Juba, Fon Ort called his subordinates who had been arranged here and asked them to wait on the road. He quickly changed cars and gave chase.

This was what Wang Zhen told him.

……

"There's news."

Wang Zhen picked up the phone and heard Garp's voice.

"Damn it!" Wang Zhen cursed excitedly, "I finally caught his tail!"

"What are you looking for him for?" Garp asked with some confusion.

"The last time he plotted against me, it was the person this guy contacted."

"Oh, Bedi Pauli is like this, but their aim is not to participate in any disputes." Karp explained with a smile.

"Ha, do you believe it?" Wang Zhen sneered, "I don't believe it anyway."

"It's up to you. I've already taken care of you. You can decide the rest by yourself." Garp said with a smile. (End of chapter)