Red Alert Somalia

ps: Ten million tickets, don't stop!

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Some people are happy and some are sad. The world is like this. When the whole gossip city and Somalia are immersed in laughter and laughter, there is a person with a sad face to feel the happiness of others with his ears.

In the Bagua City International Hotel, located in the presidential suite on the top floor, Fumio Kishida is just like that.

On the quiet balcony, patter of rain water splashed in the dazzling night view of the city, crowds gathered everywhere, and various celebrations were held. The ancient African national musical instruments and dances became the mainstay of the Bagua City at this moment.

The beautiful and unique African percussion instruments have brought passionate blood, and the rhythm of various percussions have merged into a beautiful movement.For Somalis, these beautiful notes are a symbol of their joy.But for Kishida Fumio, these notes are noises that are difficult to hear.It is so harsh, and the mood is getting heavier.

Mood determines everything. At this moment, in his heart, no matter how beautiful the singing is, it is noisy.

It has been more than three days since I came to Somalia. After seeing Li Lan, four more negotiations have gone through, but the results are naturally not ideal.Otherwise he would not be so irritable.

"Africans are Africans, a group of barbarians with bigger hearts, even in a suit, they are still barbarians. Bastard!"

This sentence, Fumio Kishida, kept spreading from his mouth for three days.I thought that this time it was a negotiation to pay the money by sitting on the ground, but the fact is that Farah did indeed ask for the price when he opened his mouth, but he completely refused to repay the money by sitting on the ground.Bite to death, resolutely will not make even a penny back.

Every negotiation is like scraping meat on the legs of a grasshopper, not knowing how to proceed.

The country has urged several times, and every time he sent back a request from a Somali, he received a response but the condition was unacceptable. Let's talk about it.

He knew very well that Abe had agreed to the request of the United States to send troops to Somalia together.However, Japan is mainly responsible for the logistics and air defense and anti-submarine work of the expeditionary force. Unless the United States agrees, it is impossible for Japan to actively send troops into Somalia.The United States still has not relaxed its control of Japan's military autonomy.The name of Japan's dispatch of troops is peacekeeping and assisting allies.Still does not have the right to actively engage in combat.

And what he has to do is to rescue the King Kong as soon as possible, otherwise it will seriously affect the pace of war preparations.

So in three days, his mood has never been relaxed.

"Tingling!" The phone rang, pulling back all of Kishida's thoughts.

"Oh!" took out his cell phone, and when he saw the words that the signal had been encrypted, he connected the phone.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister!"

"Kishida-kun, the King Kong must be redeemed before tomorrow. The conditions can be promised to the Somalis, but the speed must be fast." Abe's unquestionable command voice came from the mobile phone.

"Hi!"

After Kishida Fumio hung up the phone, his heart suddenly became more relaxed, this time it was very simple, as long as the first agrees, there is nothing for him.And he only needs to advance the time as soon as possible, as for other aspects, he can't worry about it.

"Come on!"

Two bodyguards pushed in at his call.

"Clean up and go out immediately. You immediately inform Mr. Farah, I will visit him in half an hour."

Half an hour later, Kishida Fumio, in response to Farah's response, came to the government building in Bagua City.In a slightly smaller reception room next to Li Lan's giant press conference, the two met again.

"Mr. Farah, this time I came here just to hope that there will be a result between us. Please forgive me for taking the time to disturb me." The two have seen each other many times, and there is no such hypocritical greeting when they first met. .

"We have always hoped to have a good consensus with you, but your sincerity is really disappointing." Farah said with regret.

He has always followed Li Lan's instructions, and the bamboo sticks are banging.As a businessman, he also has his own routine, cruelly shouting a very high price.In his view, politics is actually similar to business, and often prices are clearly marked.With the benefit, everything is easy to say.

"There will be a consensus, but the main thing is that we really can't accept this price. The secret compensation of 100 million US dollars, the 5 million US dollars of compensation on the surface plus a public apology, this is really unacceptable." Kishida Fumio said with some resentment. With this price tag that can scare many Africans to death, I cursed in my heart: Damn Africans, I have never seen money.I only assisted them 60 million yen at the African Union’s Construction and Development Conference.And you offer a price of 100 million US dollars here, so you are really a brainless local tyrant in Japan!

Before he came over, his bottom price was only 20 million U.S. dollars.And 100 million US dollars, which is enough to buy several fourth-generation fighters.

However, these have nothing to do with him now. The Prime Minister has agreed that what he has to do is no longer to lower prices.

"Last year, Japan ranked third in the world with an income of 5.3 trillion U.S. dollars, and its economy is still in a stage of low-speed growth. The real economy is even better. Once the world economy recovers, it will definitely skyrocket. With an income of 530 billion U.S. dollars, What does this billion count for you? Compared to the billions of dollars in the cost of a King Kong-class, it’s even cheaper. It’s said that you Japanese can do business. Now it seems that you Japanese seem to be doing accounts. , A little stingy." Farah said lightly.

Fumio Kishida slandered in his heart: If the books are calculated like this, then everyone in Japan will have to wear singles for the winter.Only a brain-dead can settle accounts like this.

"One hundred million is too much, up to fifty million!" I didn't want to mention the price, but when Farah said this, Kishida Fumio couldn't help but argue.

"You know our bottom line, saying that one hundred million is one hundred million!" Farah absolutely didn't mean to let go. This time I can't talk about it, but I can do it again. Anyway, the Japanese are anxious. Of course, since they are in business, then To make a name for where this price is reflected, "Don’t forget, the 307 Japanese navy ships on the warship have three meals a day, and we provide them with food, drink and sleep, and it has been for more than a month. Don’t. In the past, you didn’t need to be responsible for these things. Also, the reloading of your fishing boats with our fishing boats has brought a huge psychological shadow to our fishermen. This always requires a little spiritual compensation! Besides..."

"Wait!" Kishida Fumio hurriedly stopped Farah's arrogance, wishing to let you continue, then the 100 million yuan still seemed to us to take advantage.

"Since you are unwilling to make concessions, the one hundred million is one hundred million. A five million US dollar compensation and a public apology are fine." Kishida Fumio was already too lazy to continue talking about these useless things, but to complete himself as soon as possible. After that, he immediately left this ghost place. When he said this, his voice changed: "But we are not without conditions. You must return the Myoko immediately!"

"No problem, we must return it right away when you have completed all of this!" Farah didn't grieve when seeing the other party so simply.

"In that case, I would like to be able to meet me x members of the Maritime Self-Defense Force. I need to be confirmed that they have not experienced any inhumane abuse. The warships are also guaranteed to be intact." These are just routines and are required by Fumio Kishida Finished.

"No problem, as long as the agreement is signed, we will meet your requirements." Farah did not refuse. They have always taken normal meals to take care of these Maritime Self-Defense Force soldiers.Of course, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, the soldiers of these Self-Defense Forces are all isolated, and all external information is strictly prohibited to pass on to them.

Therefore, nothing happened to the members of the Maritime Self-Defense Force who were detained except for their mental health.

"Then I will leave first, and hope that the agreement can be signed as soon as possible!"

After Kishida Fumio left, Farah was not happy because he won the next billion dollars, but a trace of doubt flashed on his face.In the previous few negotiations, the other party has been locked in 20 million US dollars.This time it was just a dispute over fifty million dollars, and then he readily agreed.Moreover, the words kept showing anxiety, and repeated mention of hurry up, all of which made Farah begin to take heart.

He knew very well that no one would accept 100 million US dollars, and he also wanted to disgust the Japanese.Therefore, I have never let go. The Japanese really agreed to such an outrageous price. This is really weird. I am afraid there is something else that I don't know.

When Farah was puzzled, Li Lan and Natasha, who had just finished the exchange meeting, walked in.

"What's wrong?" Li Lan asked strangely when she saw Farah in thought.

"Sir, it's like this. Didn't you ask me to discuss the Myoko issue with the Japanese side? I offered a price of 100 million U.S. dollars! Japan did not accept it during the three-day negotiation, but it was just so late, said Fumio Kishida Looking for me, it turned out that I accepted the terms I put forward very simply. I am feeling strange for the Japanese reaction!" Farah said.

"It's not easy indeed!" Li Lan's complexion changed slightly and briefly, but soon returned to normal. He suddenly patted Farah on the shoulder and smiled and praised: "Falah, you are so cruel. I slaughtered 100 million U.S. dollars in Little Japan. That's okay! I really deserve to be a businessman. This is fierce, I just want it!"

"Uh! This is all under the commander's reminder, otherwise I would really not dare to speak." Farah's reaction was a little shy, and Li Lan's praise was very useful.

"However, it now appears that this billion dollars is less." Li Lan suddenly changed.

"Why?" Farah was puzzled.

"I can smell the smoke of gunpowder!" Li Lan said faintly, then turned and left.