I am many years in the courtyard

In the Armenian plateau area, dozens of mercenaries screamed angrily.

But it was of no avail. I could only watch the off-road vehicle disappear into the desert area ahead.

After many years of throwing off the pursuers behind him, he soon ambush them where they must pass.

He will never show mercy to those who want to hunt him down.

This time, he insisted on talking to the other party's leader no matter what, to find out who betrayed him.

As for the Armenian side, Isbaum, who was conducting arms transactions with him, if this person was not stupid, he would never betray him for many years.

Of course, as long as the benefits are sufficient, isn't it normal to sell out?

Around the corner, dozens of mercenaries still caught up.

Seeing these clamoring mercenaries, after they stepped into the trap, they pressed the bomb switch without any hesitation for many years.

Maybe they didn't expect that he would bury the bomb so quickly until the moment they died, right?

In this nearby area, more than thousands of bombs have been planted over the years.

Only dozens of bombs have exploded now. He still has to dig out these bombs so that they can be used later.

However, just when Many Years was about to leave, the sound of a buzzing propeller was heard from behind.

"Wocao, you're so stupid that you actually sent a helicopter?"

Asshole!

He has been violent for many years. Good guy, this is really going to kill him.

It seems that there is a conflict between arms dealers, and that is the relationship of interests.

Almost instantly, he remembered the arms dealers such as Williams, Edward, and Cromwell he had met in London more than twenty years ago.

Foreigners are really just after money and have completely lost their minds.

However, after many years of thinking about it, it seems reasonable.

After all, he has come to the Armenian Plateau several times in a row and made tens of billions of dollars.

With such a huge arms deal, it is no wonder that these arms dealers have been working hard for many years.

After all, if possible, arms dealers like them would even be willing to fight for many years.

There is no way, who has allowed many years to be too cruel.

Whether it was the Armenian Plateau or Mesopotamia, he would make money in both places.

If people don't squat him, who will?

At this point, he only sent dozens of advance teams over, but he didn't expect that he would still take over.

Now there are helicopters, and there are three helicopters, probably also delivering food.

This is a plateau desert area with no shelter around it.

Therefore, escaping here is not realistic.

What's more, the explosion and the dust kicked up just now had already been clearly seen by the helicopter personnel.

It has been impossible to escape for many years.

"God, why did he disappear suddenly?"

On the thermal imager display on the helicopter, the figures of many years quickly disappeared.

Just like the dozens of mercenaries in their team just now, they quickly went to see Satan.

It couldn't be easier to disappear from a thermal imager.

Not to mention that there have been many high-tech products in the space for many years, and it is normal to make targeted adjustments.

They lurked in the sand, set up anti-aircraft guns, and waited for the opponent's helicopter to arrive at the ambush site for many years.

Three minutes later, three helicopters set off fireworks directly in mid-air.

The helicopter pilot saw clearly where the shells came from, but he didn't understand why there were shells shooting out of the sand?

If you don’t know, just don’t know. Anyway, they are all going to see Satan.

After watching the fireworks, I got up and left.

Follow the path the helicopter came from and chase it all the way out.

According to the flight radius of the helicopter and the situation of these dozens of mercenaries, the distance between these people's small dens should not be particularly far.

However, after traveling for more than a hundred kilometers, the drone overhead still did not transmit reliable information.

If you can't find the den, you can't catch the other party.

"Could it be that they had mobilized their entire army just now? Were they destroyed by me?"

In an instant, I thought of a possible doubt.

But there was no guarantee for a while, so we had to move on.

Who knows how many troops the other party has sent.

After traveling about a few dozen kilometers, they actually discovered Isbaum's team transporting weapons and equipment.

"Well, I have to listen to your call."

Thinking of this, I started to use satellites for many years and directly contacted the technical team on Hong Kong Island to ask them to help crack the signal.

In less than five minutes, many years had already entered the other party's communication channel and monitored the other party's calls in real time.

However, nothing was found.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that Hong Kong Island sent a record of Isbaum's call more than an hour ago.

"Damn, it's really this grandson!"

After listening to the recording for many years, I immediately cursed.

Isbaum's intention on the phone was very obvious, which was to let many years of fighting with the arms dealer Ian on the other side.

As for what to do next time when there are no more arms?

This is not a problem at all, because not many arms dealers have come to sell weapons to them recently.

If it weren't for the fact that the arms sold in many years are the cheapest and the transportation speed is the fastest, otherwise, Isbaum would never buy from many years.

"Gan, this guy is actually my brother-in-law?"

After hearing the actual situation, I was so angry that I cursed my mother for many years.

This Isbaum is simply a scum who fails to succeed but fails to succeed. As expected, a large number of creatures like my brother-in-law are fools.

What happened next, for many years, I didn't say anything about, I just fucked him.

A group of people in Isbaum were still transporting weapons and equipment, unaware that the disaster was coming.

Just before the team was about to reach their supply point, about ten kilometers away, all the weapons in the team exploded.

The explosion was very loud and could be heard very clearly at the supply point. You can imagine how terrifying the explosion was.

"Alert! Everyone on alert!"

At the supply point, Alberts looked at the distant sky and saw a mushroom egg appearing, and he suddenly became panicked.

The other soldiers wrapped in yellow clothes were all the same at this moment, very nervous and shocked.

In the distant sky, there are mushroom eggs that look like the end of the world, and they are extremely scary.

I dusted myself off, sneered, and drove the off-road vehicle forward.

As for the supply point, he doesn't plan to come over.

Because according to the direction Isbaum and the others are heading, it must be the supply point.

He is not that murderous, killing Isbaum is enough. He also needs to deal with the munitions named Ian, and has no time to deal with the innocent soldiers at the supply point.

Two and a half hours later, in a temporary base, many soldiers who had been dead for many years were rummaging through the office for clues.

He found this base. Whether it was clothing, equipment, or the quality of the personnel, it was exactly the same as the mercenaries who came to hunt him before.

Therefore, he took down this base without hesitation. However, what made him very speechless was that there was no arms dealer Ian that Isbaum mentioned in this place.

After a while, he found clues from the base officer's cell phone.

Good guy, this bastard named Ian is really a bastard who is afraid of death.

I don't know where I noticed something was wrong. Four hours ago, I had already left here with five bodyguards.

And he left without saying goodbye, using text messages to inform the base officers that he was going to cross the Armenian plateau to find sales in Mesopotamia.

Shit!

This is just a confusing text message.

As a result, it has undoubtedly been very difficult to find Ian's arms dealer for many years.

"Hmph, how can you escape to the ends of the earth? Labor and management don't believe it. Why don't you show up here?"

Many Years snorted coldly and left the Armenian Plateau directly.

The war in the Middle East will continue for several years. It goes without saying what this means for arms dealers.

Unless the arms dealer named Ian gives up the profits here.

Otherwise, he will definitely be caught for many years.

However, for many years now, I have been too lazy to play hide-and-seek games with each other.

Ainabo town, Somalia.

"Master Guishou, long time no see. Please sit down. These are the grapes just picked from our manor. You can have a taste."

Braao, who was already very old, smiled flatteringly.

This old guy spent the first half of his life fighting and killing, but many years after meeting him, he is enjoying his old age in peace.

After many years, I sat down and picked up the delicate grapes. Not to mention, they are indeed very sweet.

Right here on the equator, the sun is abundant, making it the best place to grow grapes.

And the weather conditions here are like this. Almost all year round, there are more than 300 days with clear skies.

When planting in such a place, you have to be careful that the plants die due to exposure to the sun.

But no matter what, Somalia is indeed a place rich in fruits.

For example, now, I have been sitting at the table for many years, with bananas, watermelons, avocados, grapes, pineapples, coconuts, etc.

At the same time, due to the promotion of agricultural technology and the climate, not only are there many types of fruits here, but many of them are for export.

After sitting down, he was not in a hurry to tell the other party about the arms dealer Ian, but started chatting with Braao.

For example, the agricultural development situation in Somalia this year, and the recent situation of other warlords.

The entire Somali region is actually very complex.

Warlords who have obeyed orders for many years can all benefit.

These warlords all operate their own farms, such as huge date palm groves, which are almost exclusively found in the areas where these warlords live.

Only where warlords like them are present can the local economy develop very well.

Because the warlords will take the initiative to maintain law and order in their area, and they don't bother to care about other places.

As a result, farms far away in the suburbs have become more developed, and in places like cities, they have become a place where thieves are prevalent.

As a result, the situation here is naturally very complicated.

On the other side, the large influx of Chinese into Somalia is also one of the reasons for the rapid development of agriculture here.

After all, the Chinese are known as the nation with the strongest agricultural technology in the world, bar none.

They are all a people who can settle down and take root as long as they have land.

Therefore, most of the lazy black people were driven to the cities, while the Chinese were left on the farms.

Black people who go to the city don't enjoy life, but actually make it worse.

Not having enough to eat is normal, and petty theft is even more commonplace.

Anyway, it was extremely chaotic and no one was taking care of it, so they were allowed to grow as they pleased.

The ports leading to other places are also under the control of warlords such as Burao, because they need to export agricultural products such as bananas and dates.

Many fruit products are transported by large cargo ships of Trans Asia Shipping Group.

Huimin supermarkets located in so many countries and regions around the world are the best sales channels for these fruit products.

Listening to Braao's narration, I nodded from time to time for many years.

Suddenly he looked at the other person and asked: "Braao, how old are you this year?"

"I am fifty-six years old this year."

Nest grass!

After many years, I was suddenly shocked. I was only fifty-six years old, and I was almost like an old man in his eighties.

What the hell is going on?

But listening to the other party's tone, he was quite proud. After all, he could live to be fifty-six years old, which was not far from sixty years old. From their side, it was indeed an advanced age.

There was silence for a long time, and he didn't speak again for many years.

The wonder of life is here.

In recent years, I have been thinking about the meaning of life and longevity for many years.

Maybe it's because some familiar names around him have disappeared and gradually disappeared from his life. Only when he thinks of it occasionally do he realize that there was such a person.

It may also be caused by the fact that his master Zhang Mingde is about to leave.

In fact, in the past two years, his master also said that he would live for a few years.

But two years have passed and his body is still strong.

Probably because he wanted to leave the past few years and live alone.

Anyway, the old man has a lot of ideas, and I don’t know what he wants to do.

Let him go.

During many years of contemplation, Medavirabu, Kisambani, Huang Chengju, Frank and others also came to the manor one after another.

Every time I come to Somalia for many years, I come directly to Burao's manor, not other people's manor.

As a result, everyone has to come all the way from other places to the small town of Enab every time.

Naturally, I felt all kinds of envy and jealousy toward Braao.

After many years of recovery, I looked up and saw Frank and the others, smiled and said:

"Sit down, why are you standing?"

"Okay, thank you Master Guishou."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After many years, they were still very scared.

The methods used more than 20 years ago still scare them to this day.

Not to mention that after all these years, everyone already knows a lot of things.

A company like Huimin Supermarket has definitely been controlled behind the scenes for many years.

As for the richest man in Hong Kong whom they had traced for many years, they mistakenly thought he was just a white glove.

There is no other way, the identity of Ghost Hand that has been created over many years is too powerful to intimidate.

Even in the 1980s when technology was relatively advanced, Frank, Medavirabu and others could not crack the magic method that was like a god.

You know, people like them today are already worth billions of dollars.

With so much money, what kind of technician are you looking for but you can’t find it?

I can find it, but I can’t break the ‘magic’ that has been there for many years! (End of chapter)