Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 302 Creating a sense of crisis
"Oh? Has your tribe's problem been solved?"

Sean was very surprised after receiving the call from Hussein. He just sent the weapons and equipment last night, and the other party started to clean up those who opposed Gaddafi today. This speed was a bit too fast, and even revealed the slightest trace of it. The feeling of impatience.

"Yes Mr. Shawn, we need your help now."

Hussein's tone was affirmative and decisive, revealing a hint of determination.

"OK, Mr. Gaddafi, I will immediately dispatch the combat advisors you need. They will arrive in Tripoli in the afternoon. Believe me, they will definitely help you defeat those sons of bitches!"

Sean shook his head and promised, and at the same time, he was thinking about what he should do to eat a big piece of cake in the chaotic whirlpool of Libyan regime change.

"I look forward to your good news, Mr. Sean, my father and I trust you very much!"

Hussein was polite, but he also knew in his heart that Sean would definitely take this opportunity to take a bite out of Libya, but that didn't matter. Libya was the Libyan people's Libya, and the Kadafa tribe was theirs. Zafi's tribe.

Only the Libya in which they are in power belongs to them, and they can distinguish clearly what is more important.

After hanging up the phone, Sean immediately summoned the company's senior management for a meeting.

Unite?

Even if Sean is really willing to help, the five big brothers will immediately hang Sean up and hammer him!

Sean shook his head. He never believed in the word "loyalty". Whether it was religious belief or clan culture, as long as he was given enough, no matter how loyal a warrior was, he would still waver.

In the small conference room, Sean sat in the main seat and glanced at Evelin and other company executives with piercing eyes.

"Gentlemen, this will be a carnival. The Libyan regime has changed. Gaddafi's relatives want to retake Tripoli. This is a big piece of fat. We, RGF Company, can take this opportunity to take a big bite!"

Sean had a sinister smile on his face. He never thought about helping the other party unify Tripoli from the beginning.

"Moreover, we don't need their soldiers to surrender to us. They have enemies. Gentlemen, we are an arms company, or PMC company. We can do business with anyone. We hold the weapons they use to fight. !”

"Boss, although they need us to send combat advisors to command the army, as a tribal army, their loyalty is unquestionable. It will be difficult for us to move this piece of cake."

Are you kidding me, Gaddafi has unified Tripoli again, what do they want to do next?
Unify Libya?
How can it be!

He, Sean, was an arms dealer, not a great philanthropist, nor a revolutionary. He was there to bring them resistance, not unification.

"Sir, everything has a price, including loyalty!"

Joseph, the Minister of Personnel, frowned. What bothered him the most was meeting such large-scale tribes. They had armies and were very loyal. Some of them were even comparable to religions, which made people feel chilly in their hearts.

Although he is named after the white dove, he never thought of being a savior. If he wants peace, he has to wait until I develop to be the best in the world!

"what do you mean……"

Joseph suddenly woke up. He had forgotten just now that they were businessmen. Who were they doing business with? Why would they hang themselves on a tree?
"Send two agents back to contact the Tahanu tribe and another military force. We have to work on three sides. The longer they fight, the more we can make." Although Sean's words were sinister, they were To be honest, if with his help, the Kadafa tribe quickly ended this war, wouldn't he withdraw from the dinner in despair with a pitiful reward?

"I understand, I will make arrangements."

Joseph nodded, figuring out Sean's thoughts, and he knew what to do.

It is nothing more than three parties doing business, trying to make the three parties equal in strength, and let the war fall into a stalemate. No one can win any of them in a short time, then these three parties will continue to purchase weapons and equipment from the company, and hire combat consultants until the end. It’s not certain that they will hire combatants.

As for whether employees will kill each other?

Come on, you don’t know how to work or contribute, but you still want to make a lot of money?
Avoiding each other, fishing in troubled waters, and getting off work when the time comes. Of course, this is something that needs to be considered only after the three parties start hiring combatants. Maybe these three parties simply cannot support this step.

As for whether this will have a bad impact on the company's reputation, there is no need to think about it. Businessmen and businessmen also have to compete. It is reasonable to have two competitors. Besides, even if the other party really realizes that it is him RGF is doing something crazy.

But so what, you don’t buy equipment anymore?
If you don't buy it, you'll be kicked out, so in the end you don't have to bite the bullet and buy it.

As for the intervention of a third party, to be honest, Sean can say rudely now that unless the five eldest brothers leave the table in person, they will have to exert their strength to drive him off the table.

other people?
Just little Karami!

"Okay, Joseph, go and arrange the combat advisor for the Kadafa tribe. The rest will be arranged after we have negotiated with the other two parties."

Sean waved his hand and was about to announce the end of the meeting.

"Wait, Boss, I have a question."

Who knew that Evelin, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

"Please say."

Sean was surprised, but didn't say anything. Every time Evelin asked a question, it was very important. He wanted to hear what question the other party would ask this time.

"What I want to ask is, if the other two parties cannot come to an agreement, what should we do? Should we help the Kadafa tribe to destroy them?"

Evelin unexpectedly asked a nonsense question, but it was normal. After all, he was not an old fool like Sean. As for Joseph, he was even more of an old fool among old fools. He knew everything about this aspect.

"We really need to help the Kadafa tribe to eliminate them, but we can only eliminate one side and create a sense of crisis for the other side. They will naturally come to us. If the two sides fight in a melee, we still have enough interests."

Sean explained.

This move is insidious. You don't want to buy my weapons, right?
Well, I will kill you and show it to others, and others will naturally buy it.

Sean knew that he would definitely not be able to monopolize the arms market in Libya, but he was still confident about Tripoli alone.

(End of this chapter)