I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 379: Personal Risk
"Thanks, Chris." Zhang Yang looked at the full paper in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Personal special equipment and weapons

It would be better to have some armored vehicles, or heavy firepower equipment, vehicle-mounted howitzers, etc.

With this calculation, the annual security budget of 300 million yuan is not a lot, but it is a bit stretched to buy full equipment for 500 people and the firepower equipment that he wants to buy in such a short period of time.

But it's not enough, right? This year's 300 million is used up, and next year another 300 million will come. After a few years of accumulation, we can equip ourselves with tanks, not to mention armored vehicles and heavy artillery.

In Africa, in Kongo, with this kind of power, who would they need to fear?

As I said, he just wants to protect his legal industry and make money safely.

However, he is surrounded by dangers and dangers. Not only do anti-government armed forces invade from time to time, but the local government also takes benefits and wants to continue to make money from him without doing anything.

He can only do this.

The tasks given by the system were just to follow his heart and give him an appropriate push.

Looking up, Zhang Yang saw Chris staring at him intently, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Mr. Zhang, are you really planning to do that?"

"I won't hide it from you." Zhang Yang nodded. "The situation at the mine is very bad right now. Others can't be relied on. So I can only build my own protection force."

He seemed to notice the awkward expression on Chris's face and added.

"I'm not saying that you... To be honest, you are very dedicated and responsible. I recognize your abilities."

If the system hadn't given him the BUFF, his mining protection teams would really be no match for these elites. He shouldn't have denied these people's professionalism.

"Thank you for saying that." Chris was silent for a moment. "If there is nothing else, I think I should?"

She pointed in the direction of the door.

"Well, whatever you want." Zhang Yang nodded.

After a moment, Chris left the office first.

Zhang Yang sat alone in the boss chair, continuing to study the things on the paper in deep thought. Finally, he took out a pen and wrote and drew, as if he had finally determined what he wanted.

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In the next few days, the mine protection team expanded its recruitment at a speed that even Zhang Yang could not have imagined.

One to three, one to four.

On average, each member of the mine protection team recruited people.

Some of these people are their own friends and relatives, and some are members of the same tribe. Basically, they are people who know each other well.

Zhang Yang was naturally confident in the vision and selection ability of the mine protection team members.

Because they are absolutely loyal to him, it is naturally impossible for him to recruit anyone who is not good for him. Therefore, all the people recruited are people with reliable character, hard work and strong physical fitness.

On this day, the 500 people were finally recruited.

In the open space inside the mine, Zhang Yang walked past the huge crowd in front of him and nodded secretly.

Under the scorching sun, this group of people looked straight ahead, their exposed black skin and their strong muscles soaked with sweat, looking shiny.

This is his 500-man mining protection team.

Of course, to truly develop combat effectiveness, it will take a considerable amount of training.

This is not difficult at all.

The original one hundred people were all excellent soldiers, and each of them was personally responsible for training a few people. Naturally, there would be no slack in training, so it should not be difficult to see results.

Later on, Zhang Yang would naturally be able to firmly control the 500-man mining protection team through these one hundred soldier kings.

Five hundred rabble are nothing, but five hundred elite soldiers armed to the teeth are enough to change the situation in Africa, in the land of the Republic of Kongo.

"Hello Mr. Zhang!"

Languages ​​in various accents were called out in unison.

The first thing these 400 new recruits learned in training was to be loyal to Zhang Yang and Mr. Zhang.

The senior executives of Kaiwei Mining stood by and felt a sudden surge of security in their hearts.

It's stable, it's stable. I feel safe now.

Although I was in a mine in war-torn Africa, I always felt uneasy, especially when something happened to a Chinese employee at the mine. I was very worried.

But what about now?
I won’t talk about Pioneer Security’s security measures.

Inside our own mine, there is now a 500-man mining protection team. Look at their spirited appearance, the morale is so high.

Each and every one of them feels proud of it.

At this moment, Zhang Yang finally received the notification tone from the system indicating that the task was completed.

The annual security fund of 300 million yuan has been in place.

"It's time to drastically arm my mining protection team." Zhang Yang smiled slightly, with infinite ambition rising in his heart.

"Lu Hang."

He looked at Lu Hang standing beside him and waved.

"Mr. Zhang." Lu Hang hurried forward.

"Where is the person I asked you to contact last time?"

"Mr. Zhang, I was just about to report this to you." Lu Hang said quickly, "The person has come in person and is waiting outside now."

"Take it to my office." Zhang Yang said casually.

A moment later, inside the office.

Lu Hang came in with a white man who was dressed in a suit and had a bald head.

"Mr. Zhang, this is Daniel. Our mining protection team bought the AK from him."

"Hello, Mr. Daniel, please take a seat." Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and shook hands with him, then asked Lu Hang to fetch a cigar box to entertain the guest.

Chris stood aside because according to security protocol, she had to be there to ensure safety in any situation where there might be risks.

Although Zhang Yang didn't need it, he acquiesced to her existence.

"Thank you." Daniel smiled and picked up the cigar, lit it skillfully, and glanced at Chris standing next to Zhang Yang, "Mr. Zhang, she?"

"This is someone I can trust." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Chris, who was standing beside her, moved her eyes slightly.

"That's good." Daniel nodded. "Are you used to the AK I sold you earlier?"

"It works well and is reliable." Zhang Yang said, "So I came to discuss the second business with you."

"No problem at all." Daniel smiled. "Is it AK again this time? How many do you want? Since you are an old customer, I can give you half of the matching bullets for free. How many rounds do you want?"

"This time they want a lot, I'm not sure if you have it." Zhang Yang said.

"As long as you can afford the price." Daniel said without hesitation.

"These..." Zhang Yang spread out the paper and pushed it over, "Give me a satisfactory price."

Daniel looked at it confidently and nonchalantly, then his eyes widened and his expression suddenly changed. "These?"

"Is there no such thing?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"No, we can certainly provide you with the things you want, but it will take time." Daniel's expression suddenly became serious. "Besides, I don't have the authority to sell you these. I have to report to my boss."

"Who is your boss?" Zhang Yang was not surprised.

What he wanted this time was not just ten or eight guns, but enough equipment to arm five hundred men to the teeth, a huge order worth tens of millions of US dollars.

The person in front of me probably can't be such a big boss, nor does he have that much power.

"My boss is Mr. Hogni." Daniel picked up the phone. "Please excuse me for a moment."

As he spoke, he picked up his phone and walked out the door first.

"Mr. Zhang." As soon as the man left, Chris bent down and whispered in Zhang Yang's ear, "The Hogen he's talking about is a big arms dealer in Africa. He has connections everywhere and can do anything. Many dictators, warlords, and presidents of small countries in Africa are his clients."

Of course, Chris couldn't use idioms like "all-seeing and all-knowing". It was simply because Zhang Yang was proficient in languages ​​all over the world and when he communicated with Chris, he automatically understood the other person's language as if it were his native language.

“But he rarely shows up in person.”

Chris talked a lot about this big arms dealer.

Zhang Yang nodded as he listened.

This Hogen is the leading arms dealer in Africa, with his own airlines and transport planes. He made his fortune when the Soviet Union collapsed, and is known as the largest war profiteer in Africa. To put it bluntly, given the backward situation in Africa, a considerable number of countries would not even be able to fight a decent war without the weapons he dumped.

A moment later, Daniel returned.

"Mr. Zhang, the boss means a face-to-face interview."

"Face-to-face interview? Sure." Zhang Yang nodded without thinking.

"Mr. Zhang, what I just said may not be detailed." Daniel looked at Zhang Yang with a half-smile, "What I mean by an interview is... you go there by yourself, bring at most one or two people, and we will arrange the meeting place."

"Mr. Zhang." Chris took a breath and tried to remind him.

"Of course, it's all voluntary." Daniel continued with a smile, "If you find it inconvenient, that's fine. I can only say that we can cooperate again next time if there is a chance."

He looked at the unrealistically young mine owner in front of him, as if he had anticipated his reaction.

After all, what Mr. Zhang is about to face is a big arms dealer who operates throughout Africa, a war peddler, and a merchant of death.

Not everyone has the courage to go meet him alone.

"You won't force me to buy or sell, will you?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked half-jokingly.

Daniel was stunned for a moment, then reacted and shook his head. "Any businessman should put reputation first, and arms dealers are no exception. Failure to reach a deal does not affect making friends, right?"

Zhang Yang laughed sarcastically.

Reputation?

As for the arms dealers selling arms to both sides of the war, is this also called credibility? Well, it seems that there is nothing wrong with him doing so. After all, peace is the biggest enemy of arms dealers.

"Okay, I can go." Zhang Yang finally nodded.

Going alone to someone else's territory is naturally risky, and this seriously violates his principle that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

The principle of staying away from all potential dangers.

But now, on the one hand, the mine is in urgent need of military equipment and support, and the external forces are eyeing it covetously, so the situation seems imminent.

Secondly, the security fund of 300 million yuan a year is an astronomical figure, and he really needs a stable and reliable arms dealer to cooperate with him and continue to provide him with weapons and equipment.

So, he had a reason to go.

Fortunately, he has a lot of cards up his sleeve.

For example, his personal combat power is unrivaled on the earth, his nerve reflex speed is inhuman, he also has many injury-free cards, a life shield and so on, so there is nothing to worry about.

"What?" Daniel was stunned, thinking he had heard wrongly.

Is this person really determined to go? This courage is really impressive.

"Please take care of the details. I'll go alone." Zhang Yang said casually.

"Mr. Zhang, if you decide to go, please take me with you." Chris on the side suddenly said without any hesitation.

"You?" Zhang Yang looked at Chris intently, "You'd better not go."

What's the point of Chris going with him? If something unexpected happens, Zhang Yang can come and go freely, but Chris may not be able to do so. Isn't this just losing her life for nothing?
He had a good impression of this girl and didn't want her to die.

"Mr. Zhang, it is my duty to accompany you." Chris insisted, "Besides, you also need an expert in arms, I should be able to help."

"Are you serious?" Zhang Yang asked again.

"Please take me with you." Chris said again affirmatively.

"Okay." Zhang Yang looked at Daniel, "It's just the two of us. Please make the arrangements."

"You are not allowed to bring any weapons when meeting," Daniel emphasized.

"You!" Chris was anxious.

"If you don't want to bring it, then don't bring it." Zhang Yang gently patted Chris's shoulder to comfort her. "I believe Mr. Hogeny will ensure the safety of his guests, right?"

"Of course." Daniel smiled.

After a moment, the two reached an agreement that Hogni's people would arrange a car to pick them up when the time comes.

I have no idea where or when we will meet.

After seeing Daniel off, Zhang Yang and Chris were the only ones left in the office.

"Would you like one? We have some cigarettes to try out some exotic food." Zhang Yang handed over a cigarette and looked at Chris with a smile.

"Mr. Zhang, I don't smoke." Chris pursed her lips and waved her hand. "I have to say that you are quite courageous in agreeing to go for the interview, but it is not wise. Do you know what kind of person Hogen is?"

"Businessman." Zhang Yang put away his cigarette. "Businessman who wants to make money. Businessman who wants to do business with me."

"No... He is the source of many wars in Africa. He is the god of death who sells death and war. How dare you approach such a person? You are really..." Chris didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I have a reason to go." Zhang Yang waved his hand without further explanation. "Why do you have to go?"

"According to security regulations, I have a responsibility..." Chris began to repeat as if she was reciting a book.

"Don't talk about that. Your life is your own." Zhang Yang interrupted her, "Are you short of money?"

"lack."

"How much is missing?"

"A lot, so much that I have to risk my life for it." Chris laughed at herself, "Mr. Zhang, how much do you think my life is worth?"

"Name your price, I'll buy your life." Zhang Yang casually lifted the chin of the blonde girl in front of him.

The face in front of me had a natural coldness and arrogance. Looking closely, I could see that the overly fair skin had some very inconspicuous freckles.

At this moment, her eyelashes were trembling visibly.

(End of this chapter)