Become a super arms dealer with the workshop system

Chapter 50 Emergency Response

In Leila's view, if there is mutual trust between the two parties, how could it be affected by such a shoddy countermeasure? It can be resolved as long as they meet and settle accounts.

"Maria?" Prigokin was stunned for a moment: "The deputy director of the Information and Publishing Department?"

Leila nodded: "Yes, Maria Zakharova."

"Hmm..." Prigokin rubbed his chin to organize his words: "What she said is not wrong, to some extent this is why we still stay here instead of choosing to return to China immediately."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a while before continuing: "But in a place like CAF, the two sides... let's call it diplomacy. The form of diplomacy is different from what we are familiar with. If you do it in the middle, you will directly destroy the biological life of the other party."

It has basically become an international consensus since modern times that the two armies do not fight to make this kind of thing, but it is not the case in Afrika, where there is almost no bottom line.

Lumumba, the founding father of the Congo, was even arrested and killed in a peacekeeping camp.

Hearing this, Leila finally realized: "So for the sake of their own safety, even if there is a slight risk, it is impossible for the two parties to choose to meet?"

If Han Feng were here, he would immediately think of the term Hongmenyan.

"That's right. We worked very hard before to get several representatives of the Northwest Warlords to agree to negotiate in a small hotel on the outskirts of Bunge." Prigokin sighed helplessly: "Now, the two parties still agree Continuing the negotiating process, but with no compromise on where to meet."

Leila shook her head, feeling a little speechless, but it seemed reasonable in the context of Afrikaans.

"Okay, I'm here to inform you about the situation." Prigokin stood up and was about to leave, but turned around suddenly when he was about to step out of the room: "By the way, Zaharo Ms. Wa should be promoted within this year to replace Lukashevich."

"Thank you." Leila froze for a moment, then smiled at Prigogine: "I think Sister Maria would be very happy to know about this in advance."

Prigokin did not answer this time, but simply left the room.

At the same time, in an exquisite manor on the outskirts of Brussels, the capital of Belgium.

A young man in military uniform rushed up the stairs with a file box in his hand, and knocked on the innermost door of the corridor on the second floor.

"Come in." A deep voice came from inside the room.

The young man pushed open the door, and inside was a study room. Behind the large mahogany desk sat a gray-haired, hale and hearty old man.

After the old man saw the person coming, his original serious expression softened a little, and he pointed to a group of sofas next to the room with the pipe in his hand: "Major De Jong, please sit down, since Hannah went to CAF, you seem to be This is the first time to come to the manor to find me."

The man called Major De Jong didn't sit down, but went straight to the desk: "Sir Deriveau, I'm here this time because of matters related to Hannah."

The old man was none other than the father of Counselor Hannah Drivau, Sir Pascal von Drivau, the only German-speaking MP in Belgium.

Since the German-speaking area accounts for less than 1% of the population, jazz has been able to maintain a special status for a long time in the feuding French and Dutch battles, coupled with the special relationship with the royal family (the royal family is from Germany), Let his actual influence far exceed that of an ordinary congressman.

Major de Jong is the fiancé of Hannah de Jong, whose family has a high reputation among the Walloons in Belgium.

Jazz knows how to balance. His eldest son is married to the daughter of the President of the Senate and a member of the French Revolutionary Party, so he is planning to marry his daughter Hannah to the Dutch-speaking De Jong.

In the eyes of outsiders, this kind of relationship should be taken advantage of by the French side, but only a few people know that the old man plans to let his daughter Hannah take over his position in the future.

The French district gets the present, and the Dutch-speaking district gets the future.

Pascal hoped to use this method to unite the two incompatible factions in the parliament, and the effect was good.

"Oh?" Pascal seemed to be interested: "The CAF..."

Before the other party could finish speaking slowly, Major De Jong interrupted him and said: "Hannah probably has an accident."

"An accident?" Pascal's expression didn't change, but the hand holding the pipe trembled heavily: "What about the details?"

"This morning, GISS (General Directorate of Intelligence and Security) did not receive a routine report from Hannah, we then tried to reach out four times, but there was no response, and then I used some personal connections to find friends who work in the CIA. "

Major de Jong said and put the file box in his hand on the desk: "He provided me with a set of satellite photos."

Inside the file box are more than a dozen high-resolution color satellite photos. The fly in the ointment is that the angle is very bad, resulting in serious distortion of the image. The USA-224 keyhole satellite that took this photo did not A reconnaissance of central Afrika was considered.

But even so, experienced analysts like de Jong can still see some clues from it.

"The photos have been divided into two groups according to the date, one group was taken at noon yesterday, and the other group was taken this morning." De Jong said as he separated the photos and placed them in front of Pascal: "It can be clearly seen that in the In the photos taken today, this part of the building has collapsed extensively."

After explaining this point, even if Pascal is a pure layman, he can understand De Jong's meaning: "Is this the camp of Hannah and the others?"

Major De Jong nodded: "Yes, this camp was destroyed for some reason."

After hearing these words, Sir Pascal felt dizzy for a moment, but he quickly stabilized his slightly shaking body.

As an old fritter who has participated in politics for more than 30 years, even if he is worried about his daughter's safety, he still needs to consider more things at this moment.

At the beginning, he suggested that the Cabinet Defense Committee send troops to CAF to restore Belgium's influence in Central Africa by taking advantage of the lack of skills of the French.

As long as the military showed their worth, Pascale could push for a rearmament program.

Of course, this means a huge investment of billions or even tens of billions of euros.

If all goes well, after Jazz retires in a few years, he may even work as a senior consultant in a large military enterprise and receive a generous salary.

More importantly, Jazz hopes that his country can take this opportunity to wake up again, instead of being immersed in the issue of how many genders a person should have day and night.

This matter would have aroused strong dissatisfaction among French MPs, but because of Pascal's identity and his son-daughter relationship with the President of the Senate, the proposal was successfully passed.

Of course, all this is hidden under the cloak of counter-terrorism operations in its external appearance.

But a few stupid women of the Eco-Green Party jumped out to oppose him at this time.

This new force in Congress does not have many seats, but it is backed by several Democratic foundations and has a lot of influence on social media.They had already organized a group of "military family members" who did not know where to find them to make trouble in front of the headquarters of the Pact Organization.

If this dispatch of troops fails to reap any benefits, and there are major losses, then it will definitely come true.

"Who else knows about this except you and me?" Pascal looked up at De Jong in front of him: "I'm talking about the loss of contact."

The latter shook his head: "The routine contact between Hannah and GISS is secret, so only my team members know about it at the moment, but according to the regulations, the Boda Base needs to submit a report to the Federal Government every week, and the latest one should be It was four days later. You know, it was released to all members of the cabinet, and if they didn't hear it, it would definitely attract attention."

Hearing this news, Pascal's face softened a little, and there is obviously room for improvement in the matter.

Jazz forced himself not to think about the worst possibility for the time being, and after taking two deep breaths, he said to De Jong: "Find an unobtrusive reason, and contact Colonel Woden, the military attache stationed in the CAF, as quickly as possible, and let him do it. Know what happened to the base."

"Yes, sir." Major de Jong stood at attention, saluted Pascal, and turned to leave.

"Wait!" When De Jong had already walked to the door, he was stopped by the Jazz behind him: "Remember to tell Worden to avoid Ambassador Buck during the investigation, and to contact you directly if there is any situation. "

"understood."

De Jong nodded, and then quickly left Pascal's manor.

Jazz watched the back of Major de Jong getting into the car and leaving through the French windows of the study, thinking about how to minimize the impact of this incident.

After a long time, he turned around and grabbed a phone on the desk, hesitating for a while when he was about to dial, and replaced it with another one - this is a dedicated phone that does not need to be dialed.

"Help me get Kentoville, Director of the King's Office."

On the other side, Major De Jong quickly got in touch with Bungie's embassy.

Colonel Woden, the Belgian military attache to CAF, was born in the Air Force and was an F16 pilot. Like De Jong, he is a Dutch-speaking Walloon, but his family background is not as prominent as the latter.

A decade ago, Worden left the combat unit after the Belgian Air Force's F16 fleet plummeted from 160 to 54 due to the so-called "peace dividend" program.

Since then, he has been a supporter of a series of radical strategies such as the restoration of armaments and the return to Africa, but no one speaks lightly and does nothing.

Until I met Sir Pascal.

Although the colonel knew from the very beginning that this German-speaking old guy was looking for cheap raw materials and labor for the heavy industry consortium behind him, and by the way got kickbacks from German and Swiss military enterprises, but anyway, it was better than those who wanted to lay off the entire army. The white left is much stronger.

　Thanks to the book friend Prasillite for the 500 starting coins

　　Pushed in the third round, and will add more next week

　　
　
(End of this chapter)