Become a super arms dealer with the workshop system

Chapter 47
Although he knew from the phone that the direction of the police station was very difficult, Han Feng was still a little surprised when he saw it with his own eyes.

The ground and tables in the lobby on the first floor of the police station were full of wounded and dead, and almost all of the civilians recruited by Abel were injured.

Boda's only doctor, Monks, was busy treating the wounds of the wounded. Yannick and an old man Han Feng didn't know were helping, but they couldn't take care of everyone at all, and their medicine reserves were not enough.

"Medical team, follow me."

Leila could finally start to play her role as a doctor. She left the PKM in the car, carried the first aid kit into the police station, pushed Monks away who was already a little numb, and took over here without a word.

"Han, I'm so glad we're still alive." Abel, whose arms were injured, couldn't shake hands or hug him, so he could only lightly bump his shoulders with Han Feng as a greeting.

With this movement, he accidentally touched the wound, causing him to gasp in pain.

Then Abel turned his attention to Prigogine, Echo and the others next to him: "Thank you for your help, no matter... no matter what the reason is, otherwise we will die."

Abel didn't mean to ask the identities of these people at all. For a country like CAF, it is common for a foreign army to appear in its territory, and it is often more reliable than its own army.

Of course, the Belgian army, which was almost wiped out after only a few shots, broke through the lower limit of Abel's cognition.

Prigokin didn't mean to be greedy, and pointed to Han Feng next to him expressionlessly: "You don't need to thank us, the most critical fire support in those rounds was Han's help."

Abel looked at Han Feng with shock at first, then suddenly realized, and then shocked again.

"Fuck, you're really not that simple." About a minute later, Abel shook his head helplessly: "Come on, go sit in my office, here... the environment is not very good."

Han Feng waved to the side, signaling Yannick to follow.

During the firefight just now, Han Feng discovered Yannick's potential through the drone and phone: not panic, bold and careful.

Now that he has decided to seize this opportunity to make the industry bigger and stronger, he can no longer be a polished commander like before.

It just so happens that the Belgians are already cold, and Abel’s plan to send his son abroad is likely to fail. In addition, Yannick is in a rebellious period, and he is at odds with his father every day. Han Feng feels that he can just help Abel Bell solves the problem.

In addition, he has a deeper consideration. Since the workshop cannot be moved in a short period of time, the small city of Boda may be used as a base for a long time in the future.

After a sudden round of reshuffle by the Black Flag organization, only Abel is left as the local dignitaries. Even if there is a new mayor, the strong dragon will not be able to overwhelm the local snake.

Under such circumstances, using Yannick to tie the chief of police and possibly the future mayor to his chariot is definitely a good deal.

Han Feng is a native of China, some things are still not easy to come forward directly, and it is easy to get the truth out, and it will be much easier to have a local endorsement.

Thinking about the next plan all the way, Han Feng and others quickly followed Abel to his office on the top floor.

Due to the exchange of fire just now, there were a lot of bullets inside, showing a messy scene, but it can still be seen from the furnishings and decoration that Mr. Director's previous office conditions were very luxurious.

"By the way, Abel, I have to tell you something first."

Han Feng hadn't fully recovered from the tension just now, so he leaned directly against the wall between the two windows - this is a dead spot for the outside, if there is a sniper squatting in the distance, there is no way see him.

"Let's go, after this morning, I don't think any news will surprise me." Abel signaled Yannick to pull out the chair for him, and then sat on it.

"The mayor is dead, and the Black Flag organization did it." Han Feng said lightly.

Abel stood up abruptly from his chair: "Esper? He... Didn't he hide?"

Now anyone can see that Borda is a mess. One-third of the urban area has suffered varying degrees of damage. The Belgian army's more than 100 people are close to being wiped out. The failed Black Flag organization may make a comeback at any time...

Next, Bunge, Brussels, Paris, and even the United Nations will definitely pay attention to this, and Abel will have a headache when he thinks about it.

And now that Esper is gone, then...

It is great to be the mayor, but Abel always has the urge to become an apartment.

Prigogine and Echo also chose two safer places to sit down, while Yannick found an unbroken thermos and a few cups with great insight, and poured water for everyone in the room.

"Ruberta is a member of the Black Flag faction. She brought explosives just now and wanted to die with us, but we killed her. So does Long...[-]%, but we haven't found him yet."

After Han Feng finished speaking, he asked Prigokin to send Ruberta's photo to his mobile phone, and then put it on the desk not far away.

"It's too bad..." Abel closed his eyes in pain: "Mayor Esper is actually a nice person."

Han Feng agrees with this sentence. The latter also hoped that he could drive the industrial development of the entire city. Last night, he also explained his vision for the development of Boda after drinking. It should be said that he is a person with ideals.

It's just that the world is unpredictable, and in less than half a day, the Yin and Yang have been separated.

"So, Mr. Abel." Prigogine, who had been silent just now, said, "You should be in charge of managing this city now, right?"

"If a new mayor can't be elected immediately, then it should be."

Abel was struggling in his heart. He knew that the so-called new mayor would never appear, because the local council couldn't even gather people.

Although the CAF president can directly appoint the mayor in an emergency, the problem is that CAF currently does not have a president.

The general election is over, but the factions are still wrangling, and Vatuzela has not yet taken office.

"Forget it, don't go around in circles. There are only six people left in the entire police station. Just tell me what you want me to do." Abel leaned back in his chair, looked at Prigokin and Han Feng and said .

His mind is in a mess now. The failed attack of the Black Flag forces left a lot of weapons and equipment in Boda. With the current manpower of the police station, let alone confiscating them, it may be very difficult to even maintain law and order.

So Abel didn't mind at all if someone came and told him what to do next.

"That bald man named Prigokin looks a bit dangerous, but Mr. Han should be reliable." Abel thought so.

"We have tried our best to control the weapons left behind by the Black Flag militants, and we can help you recover the small part that was taken away by the civilians." Prigokin hit the nail on the head, talking about what Abel was most worried about Part: "In exchange, I hope that when you participate in investigations or interviews in the future, you will hide the content of our participation in the war."

"Of course it's no problem." Abel was also worrying about how to report the attack. One more thing is worse than one less thing.

But soon he frowned again: "But after all, there are still civilians who saw your fighting process, and... if I led a dozen policemen to block the attack of the black flag forces, this..."

Laugh to death, ghosts don't believe it.

On the other side, Prigokin also touched his chin and fell silent. This is indeed a problem.

"Well... I have an idea." Han Feng looked at the contemplative people and said.

In fact, Han Feng has been thinking about this issue since he left the city hall just now—after all, Africa is still under the rule of the Pact Organization. If he cooperates with Prigogine and the others publicly risky, so the latter is best kept low-key.

At least for now.

Looking at the four people who cast curious eyes on him, Han Feng expressed his thoughts: "Actually, the local residents don't know who you are at all. They just saw a group of soldiers in full armor and colorfully dressed to organize the black flag. Chase away."

As military volunteers, it is naturally impossible for Prigogin's people to wear Lucia's tricolor national flag, and the locals also have a high probability of not knowing what language they speak.

Abel shook his head: "But it still doesn't make sense, I can't say that you are the police of Boda?"

"No, no, that's not what I mean." Han Feng waved his hand: "You can say that a Belgian army retreated into the city and fought fiercely with the black flag forces. In the end, they were defeated and completely annihilated. The Banner Organization was also badly damaged and driven away by you and your police officers."

This interpretation highlights a dead-end, and more importantly, Belgians and convention groups would love such an explanation, so they won't investigate too deeply.

After all, the reality is too embarrassing for them.

"You can't check everything! What if something is found?" - Humphrey Appleby, "yes, prime minister"

In fact, Han Feng still has other considerations, which is about his future identity.

The business of an arms dealer will inevitably attract some people. To conduct business smoothly, you must either have a strong umbrella so that others dare not do anything to you, or have a good enough disguise so that others will not do anything to you. idea.

But he had already set up a Chinese businessman in front of Prigogine, so Lucia naturally felt that he didn't need to be nosy.

And the identity of this Huaxia businessman is self-proclaimed, and he has not really been registered in the country. Huaxia has no idea of ​​this at all.

So there must be nothing to do with the umbrella, and we can only consider a layer of camouflage.

If you can use the Belgians to cover yourself with a layer of the agent of the Pact Organization, then the safety factor will definitely increase in a straight line.The other party is eager to protect their own face now, and they don't care what Han Feng did with their skins.

This is not Han Feng's whimsy, but a precedent in history: After America occupied Rajk, it had completely lost control of the outside of the Green Zone by mid-2006. It is to spend a lot of money to help the Persians raise the militia for more than ten years, in exchange for the latter not to make trouble openly in the Mesopotamia.

It wasn't until around 2020 that America stopped this practice of almost handing over coins and withdrew all combat units from Rajk.

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