Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 25 Signal Flag Special Forces

"Nice!"

Hancock was very satisfied with Sean's generosity. After hanging up the phone, he couldn't help but clenched his fist and waved it in the air. After the deal was concluded, he would be able to receive a large sum of money, not to mention the US$30,000 that was published in the newspaper. , as for those brokers, as long as they reach a deal, he will get his share, otherwise how could he introduce customers?

He picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hi, dear Mr. Blacksmith, I found a sponsor for you. Yes, he is very generous..."

.........

The next day, when Sean woke up, it was already 9:30 in the morning. Simon had already finished his morning iron lifting and had changed his clothes, but Hancock was already downstairs of the hotel.

Sean quickly got up, washed, changed clothes, and went downstairs.

In the lobby on the first floor of the Palm Island Mason Hotel, soft piano music massages people's eardrums and makes people feel comfortable. The bright and gorgeous decoration shows the luxury here. Sean led Simon out of the elevator, glanced around with a burning gaze, and finally settled on A quiet corner.

A middle-aged white man with meticulously combed hair and a well-dressed suit, who was probably in his fifties, sipped coffee from time to time.

Sitting around him were several sturdy men with different skin colors and iron-blooded temperaments.

Sean walked straight towards the crowd, and the people on the opposite side obviously noticed him and turned their heads.

"Editor-in-Chief Hancock, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. If you don't mind, let's go into the private room and have a chat."

Sean approached and said hello, then politely extended his hand.

Hancock stood up with a smile on his face and held Sean's hand: "Haha, Mr. Sean, actually we just arrived not long ago."

After a group of people entered the private room, Sean sat back on the sofa, glanced at everyone's faces one by one, and said with a smile: "Everyone must know the purpose of coming today. Before talking about business, I still hope to get to know each other first. Everyone."

"My name is Jack, an American, and I have quite a lot of resources." A black man who looked like a gorilla.

"Felker, French." A white man.

"Kuznetsov, you can call me blacksmith, Russian."

"Joseph, a German."

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After they finished their introduction, Sean said: "Gentlemen, I can pay you generous remuneration, but only if you are good enough."

Jack immediately took out a stack of information from his bag and pushed it in front of Sean: "Believe me, my people are all elite soldiers."

Sean nodded and looked at the others. Felker, Kuznetsov, and Augusta also took out a stack of information books and handed them to Sean. Sean picked up a piece of information at random and flipped through it. As soon as he turned the page, a smile appeared on his face.

Name:Andre
  Sex: Male
  Height: 194
  Weight: 254 pounds (about 115 kilograms)

Service unit: Russian Signal Flag Special Forces
  Rank: Sergeant

Proficient in small arms operation, vehicle operation, urban counter-terrorism, assassination, kidnapping, latent reconnaissance, tracking, diving, dagger fighting, and unarmed combat.

Russian signal flag special forces?
  The information book also comes with a chapter of photos, showing a bearded man with camouflage on his face and sharp eyes, holding an AK-105 assault rifle.

Sean didn't expect that there would be such high-quality talent on the first page. This made him smile involuntarily. It looked like he was lucky today.

The Russian Signal Flag Special Forces was created in 1981. The Council of Ministers of the former Soviet Union and the Political Bureau of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union held a secret meeting and decided to form a special force within the KGB system to perform some special tasks outside the Soviet Union. It was declared to the outside world as The "Soviet KGB Independent Training Center", whose actual name is "Signal Flag", was reorganized into an anti-terrorist force in 1991 and was affiliated to the Russian Federal Security Service. Russia has two units that specialize in combating terrorists. One is the famous "Alfa" special forces, and the other is the "Signal Flag" special forces.

The difference between the two is that Alpha is mainly responsible for domestic counter-terrorism, while Signal Flag is mainly responsible for overseas anti-subversion and warning of Russian targets abroad.

This information booklet was provided by Kuznetsov. Sean looked at Kuznetsov and asked: "Mr. Kuznetsov, your resources are very good, but what I am curious about is, can Tell me why Andre came to be a mercenary?"

Kuznetsov's eyes were a little dim, and he seemed a little sad: "He needs to support himself, but after retirement, he only has the strength except killing, and hard work is obviously not suitable for him."

Sean was startled. Such an experience reminded him of himself in his previous life. Could it be that he was unable to live a normal life after retiring and eventually embarked on the path of mercenary?

Kuznetsov said: “He needs such a job, which is professional and can support himself!”

Sean nodded: "Very good, I will give him a job. What is he doing now?"

Kuznetsov said: "I deliver goods to traders in the old market, Musubaza."

Musuba Bazaar, the old market in Dubai, in the eyes of most people, Dubai is glamorous. There is gold everywhere. It seems that everyone can make a fortune here, but the reality is that the lives of the people at the bottom here are not even as good as those in rural areas in China. They often need More than ten people are crowded into a small, dilapidated room with only a dozen square meters. Such a room costs 3500 Dubai dirhams per month, and their meager income forces them to share the rent equally by compressing space. , and even some people can only sleep on the ground.

They need to rush to the market at ten o'clock every morning to start working, and work until about 10:30 in the evening before going back. You know, their job content is delivery, transportation and other manual labor. It can be said that they have the worst food and the worst housing. The poor ones are the most tiring. This is a true portrayal of the people at the bottom of Dubai. And none of these people are locals in Dubai, so if you want to go to Dubai to work for gold, you still have to be mentally prepared.

One of the world's top special forces soldiers is now reduced to living in a slum. I have to say that this is really an irony and a waste.

Who has the highest suicide rate in the world?
  It's a soldier!
  The suicide rate among soldiers is more than thirty times that of ordinary people!
  Especially those who have served in special forces or participated in combat. If such people do not have a stable income for expenses, depression will come to their doorstep.

He did not suffer from PTSD on the battlefield, but suffered from depression after retirement. Talents like Andre should not end up like this. They should work for me and earn US dollars!

Sean said: "You can contact Andre later. As long as he has no personal objections, he will be Bai Ge's security guard from now on."

(End of this chapter)