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

Chapter 398 Interception
Zabol took up the post of vice president and commander-in-chief of the National Defense Forces, and also controlled three provinces. For a time, he was the most popular figure in the entire Republic of Congo.

He is second only to the emperor and is the undisputed number two figure in the entire Republic of Kongo.

Zabol finally officially stepped onto the political stage of the power center of the entire Republic of Kongo.

Invitations to various parties came like raindrops.

However, Zhang Yang, as the real boss behind the scenes and the mastermind behind the second-in-command of the Republic of Kongo, has once again become busy.

As the new commander-in-chief of the National Defense Forces, Zabol is nominally the supreme commander of the national government forces. Although he cannot command the national government forces in a real sense, he can check the structure and personnel information of the national government forces.

Soon, the information was placed in front of Zhang Yang.

"One thousand places for the King of Soldiers should be allocated." Zhang Yang said to himself.

If one thousand soldier king quotas were added to the tens of thousands of government troops in a province, it would be enough to keep these tens of thousands of people firmly under control from top to bottom. However, at present, it would be more cost-effective to disperse them.

The Republic of Kongo has 20 provinces, three of which are under Zabol's sphere of influence.

These one thousand quotas are distributed among the government troops in the remaining seventeen provinces. On average, there are tens of thousands of government troops in each province, and less than sixty of them can be distributed.

It may seem small, but it is actually not small at all.

Think about it, there are tens of thousands of government troops in a province, from top to bottom, officers at all levels, key positions, and dozens of his people are scattered. Although it can't be said that the entire army is firmly controlled through these people, but it can be said that they are all my people.

Zhang Yang did it as soon as he thought of it. He spent a whole day, as usual, to add up the 1,000 soldier king positions one by one. He did not finish his work until the evening.

"Okay, it's stable now." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

At this moment, in addition to the three provinces that he firmly controlled, his people were also scattered among the government forces and key positions in all other provinces.

It can be said that its influence reaches the whole country.

In this way, it seems that the day when Zabol reaches the pinnacle of power is not far away.

However, there is no rush.

More haste, less speed. Everything is just a little short of the right timing and opportunity.

·
During the stay in Kongo, there was a small banquet every two days and a big banquet every three days.

Kongo is poor, and the lower class people cannot even get enough food, but the upper class people, who have concentrated the country's wealth and resources in their possession, are unimaginably rich.

That evening, the invitation to a banquet arrived from Congo's Minister of Energy.

Zhang Yang and Zabol went to the Minister of Energy's estate outside Kinsa for a banquet.

Throughout the banquet, almost all the powerful people in the Republic of Kongo were present. There was singing and dancing, and a life of debauchery and extravagance.

Congo's energy minister has seven wives, the youngest of whom is just 18 years old.

His oldest son is in his thirties.

Zhang Yang stood in the hall, looking at the grinning son of the Minister of Energy, who was hugging his two supermodel girlfriends, chatting happily about everything under the sun.

"Really? It's tasteless."

Zhang Yang drank his wine with an indifferent look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a group of monkeys in human form...

After the banquet, Zabol and Zhang Yang left by car.

In the night, the convoy cut through the darkness and returned to Jinsa.

The Energy Minister's suburban villa is too far away, and the way back involves a large area of ​​uninhabited wilderness.

Along the way, apart from the convoy, there was no car to be seen for a long time.

Suddenly, the convoy in front braked suddenly.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yang, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.

Several cars in front and behind stopped one after another.

"Mr. Vice President, the car in front has a flat tire, and there seems to be..." An attendant came over quickly to report the situation.

These convoys, including the accompanying personnel, were all guarded by the security forces arranged by Jinsa. Zhang Yang did not mobilize the security forces left in the capital Jinsa, because he alone was more powerful than an armed force of one hundred or eighty people.

Suddenly, there was a scream from the front.

Then, there were bursts of flames and gunfire.

Zabol sat up straight, looked around, and subconsciously put his hand on the car door handle.

"You don't have to get out of the car." Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and pulled out the gun he carried with him. Then, to be on the safe side, he also gave himself a no-injury card.

Then he got out of the car.

As for the bulletproof car behind him, Zabol stayed inside the car and was very safe.

As for this moment, Zhang Yang became invincible again.

boom!
There were flying rocks and smoke in the air ahead.

The entourage around him were instantly covered in blood mist, and they fell down one after another without even having time to scream.

The car parked in front had been blown to pieces by an RPG, and no one could be seen. In the night ahead, a shadowy figure, fully armed, was approaching.

A volley of bullets hit him from the ears, from the hairline, and head-on.

Click!

Zhang Yang casually loaded the bullet in his hand.

The two groups of people finally met face to face.

The air seemed to stagnate, and the surroundings were suddenly quiet for a moment. The people on the other side obviously did not expect that in the end, they were facing just one person.

In the darkness, Zhang Yang grinned, his white teeth looking somewhat eerie in the night.

next second.

His body suddenly shook violently, and the air was squeezed and compressed due to the extreme force, causing a sharp explosion.

Two muffled bangs.

Two punches hit the chest of the two militants facing him.

The front and back of his chest suddenly bulged out, and the force of the fist penetrated through his chest, killing two people instantly.

The two figures fell down, but Zhang Yang continued to move.

"Who asked you to come?"

There were several consecutive gunshots, and Zhang Yang brushed past several people as if he was strolling in the garden. The muzzle of the gun in his hand left afterimages in the air, and a volley of bullets seemed to have eyes and penetrated into their foreheads.

Kill several people in one step.

Thousands of miles do not stay.

Several figures fell to the ground with a thud, a look of disbelief still lingering in their eyes.

"Hmm? Are you going to tell me or not?" Zhang Yang grabbed a man by the scruff of his neck and without waiting for his answer, he applied a little force with his palm.

Click!

The cervical vertebrae were broken.

"What about you? Say something?" Zhang Yang raised the muzzle of his gun again and pressed it against someone's forehead.

"You!" The other party just uttered one word.

Zhang Yang didn't think twice and pulled the trigger, killing him.

Under the cover of night, he was like the god of death, wantonly reaping the lives of those who came. With every intersection, every moment, every life was strangled like an ant in his palm.

The air was filled with wailing, flying bullets, and gun parts blasted apart by the enormous force.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was only one person left standing there, trembling all over.

"The last chance is for you." Zhang Yang said. "Tell me, who asked you to come?" "Devil! Devil!" The guy in full gear swung his legs and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Zhang Yang sniffed the fishy smell and felt sick.

He subconsciously wanted to kill the person in front of him, but when he looked around, he saw that this was the last survivor.

"Trouble! I'm wasting my props again."

He frowned and muttered to himself, then used the tool in the system, the truth card.

When the truth card was used, the person in front of him suddenly became dazed, as if he was drunk and possessed.

"Let me ask you one more question. Who sent you here?"

"Yes... yes..." The man opened his mouth and said a name.

Zhang Yang frowned.

Because of this name, it's not the president at all, it seems...
Soon, he figured out the identity of the culprit...it turned out to be a close confidant of the current president and a former popular candidate for vice president.

This man is also a high-ranking official in a province and commander of the government army.

In this way, the truth will naturally become clear.

As to whether the president knew about this, tacitly agreed, or was unaware of it, it is unknown.

However, none of this matters right now.

·
That night, an explosive news broke.

The current Vice President Zabol was ambushed on his way back from a banquet, but luckily he was saved by a close advisor who risked his life to save him.

After this incident, Zhang Yang's identity and weight were once again confirmed.

A few days later...

"It can be said that it was a coincidence." Zhang Yang said to himself while drinking tea in the official residence.

All along, his public identity was Zabol's advisor and confidant. Even though Zabol had said that he was Zabol's incarnation and his words carried the same weight as his, it was still a little abrupt and inexplicable.

After all, no one can give complete trust to a person without reservation.

Even to the point of obedience.

Everything makes sense now.

This is the reason why I am second to none and have Zabol's trust. At the critical moment, I can risk my life to save Zabol's life, so I naturally deserve all his trust.

The logical loop is finally established.

Now, after this incident, his identity as Zabol's absolute confidant has been directly recognized. This is good, so he doesn't have to spend time laying the groundwork and explaining in the future.

As for this attack...
The ambush of the Vice President was a major event no matter what, but the official investigation results showed that it was actually the work of a nearby anti-government armed group.

Even after this, the government forces deliberately carried out a siege that lasted for several days.

It's really ridiculous.

There is no doubt that the president knows the truth and is deliberately trying to smooth things over.

Zhang Yang's face was calm, his eyes were flashing, and something huge was brewing in his mind.

But it’s not very convenient to do this right now.

Have to wait...
At least we have to wait until they return to their own territory safely and without any worries before we can implement it.

On the eve of leaving the capital Jinsa, Zhang Yang received an unexpected invitation.

It turned out to be an invitation from the Ambassador of the University of East Asia to the Republic of Congo.

There is no doubt that this invitation is of great significance, which means that the country truly recognizes and values ​​his identity at this moment.

It is a kind of attention that has risen to the official level.

Inside the embassy.

Yuan Zhaohua, the ambassador of the University of East Timor to the Republic of Congo, extended his hand to Zhang Yang with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhang, your contribution to the exchanges and cooperation between the two countries in Congo is admirable. On behalf of the Embassy of the University of East Timor in the Republic of Congo, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you."

"Thank you for the compliment, Ambassador Yuan. I just did something insignificant and it's just part of my job." Zhang Yang said calmly with a smile on his face.

At this moment, he was just a gentleman with elegant demeanor. Every gesture and movement was full of infinite charm and personality, which made people feel impressed and liked him infinitely.

Yuan Zhaohua held Zhang Yang's hand, sighing as the information about the person in front of him flashed through his mind.

Yes.

From the perspective of the upper echelons, nothing is a secret.

The person in front of him has a complex identity and considerable power. He is definitely not an unknown person who appeared overnight.

In China, this person has a huge industry, extensive social connections, and friends all over Beijing and Shanghai.

He is also a new member of the Yangtze River Club.

In Kongo, the weight of this person's identity is unimaginable and involves a wide range of people.

He was once an advisor to General Zabol, a high-ranking official in a province. Along the way, as Zabol's status rose, his status became increasingly prominent, and his voice and power have now reached a shocking level.

It can be said that Zabol is now a real big shot that even the President of the Republic of Congo wants to win over.

In terms of absolute strength, he is not even inferior to the current president.

In the near future, there is a great possibility that he will ascend to the presidency and become the true supreme ruler of the Republic of Congo.

And Mr. Zhang, as Vice President Zabol's absolute confidant, is very likely to become an important figure in the entire Republic of Congo in the future.

With such a huge amount of information, it is impossible for the country to wait until that day to contact this person.

Now, we can take this opportunity to have a good contact and establish good relations in advance, so as to lay the foundation for further cooperation between the two countries in the future.

Although the Republic of Congo is poor, it is rich in mineral resources. The cooperation and diplomatic relations between the two countries are of far-reaching significance and have almost risen to a strategic level.

"Come, please."

Ambassador Yuan Zhaohua asked someone to present a silk banner as the envoy of friendly exchanges between the two countries.

Zhang Yang gladly accepted it.

The two of them each held a banner and stood in front of the camera, and the camera faithfully recorded the scene at that moment.

·
After meeting with Ambassador Yuan, I naturally couldn't delay returning.

Zhang Yang and Zabol quickly boarded a military plane and flew directly to Saritto Province. The armed forces that had been deployed in the capital Kinsa in advance were also withdrawn in batches to the bases in the three provinces.

Wait until the plane lands and enter your home area.

Zhang Yang finally felt at ease.

Although his personal strength is terrifying, it would be quite troublesome if there were really armed forces that were determined to break the rules and kill them.

Although he has many props to protect his life, he also has many limitations.

After using up all his trump cards, relying solely on his flesh and blood body, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot withstand the pursuit and blockade of an army with all kinds of heavy firepower.

One man against an army, that is a myth, that is science fiction, not urban.

"Zabor, let's stick to the original plan." Zhang Yang said this on the way back to the general's residence.

Not long ago, he had just added dozens of soldier king templates to key positions in the government forces of each province, which meant that there were dozens of their people in key positions of tens of thousands of government forces in each province.

Now, they were just killed by people arranged by a provincial high-ranking official.

It is impossible to pretend that this kind of thing never happened. Now is the time to test its quality.

(End of this chapter)