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Some are synthetic aperture radar satellites and some are optical satellites.

This means that they have a mature earth observation system and can obtain real-time observation intelligence support without relying on others.

"The Moscow Hotel is famous. They are responsible for this breakthrough mission with 10 million US dollars."

The salary in a Moscow hotel is actually not high. A monthly salary of five thousand dollars can allow professional paratroopers and GRU to fight for them.

So the price Alia offered was one they couldn't refuse - of course, there had to be a middleman, since mercenaries were not legal.

"Logistics and air fire support are in place, as well as surface support. As long as we control the port, we can even take an aircraft carrier."

Rumlow grinned happily: "I haven't been on an aircraft carrier for a long time, although it's a cute little one."

Alia was very satisfied, and considering the other party's professionalism, she decided to increase the price.

"After the mission is completed, as long as none of my employees die, each member of the team will receive a bonus of $10,000. Is that okay?"

"Boss, are you sure it's 10,000 US dollars, not 10,000 rubles?"

"If you prefer to pay in rubles, that's fine with me. How many rubles are 10,000 US dollars?"

"Seven hundred and seventy thousand. We will probably get about this much after fighting a full battle. From now on, your company's employees will receive one-on-one personal security from us."

"48 hours. From now on, you will receive combat allowances. In addition, I will give you $ per person in death compensation. I will also cover all combat injuries."

Tolov didn't say anything, but turned around and grabbed Rumlow and gave him a big hug.

"I owe you two bottles of vodka, bro. This is our best crop of the year."

"Ooooh--maybe you should give Boss a hug."

"No, the boss needs our protection. From now on, no one can touch her."

"The boss will go with us."

"……what?"

"I'll go with you." Alia took the Christmas tree handed over by Rumlow and pulled the trigger subconsciously: "Actually, these people are not my employees yet. As a future boss, I need to create an image in front of them and gain their favor... Rumlow, give me a machine gun with a mahogany stock."

"Look, Tolov, I told you that you should give the boss a hug. She is more of a fearless warrior than you."

"Boss, can I ask what's so great about the target of your rescue? But you are - I mean, your wealth is enviable, and you shouldn't put yourself in such a dangerous situation."

“It’s hard to say whether they are very powerful or not, but they have signed the contract and are my employees.”

Alia smiled slightly: "I don't allow anyone to bully my employees, no one can. I still have to rely on them to make a lot of money."

"..."

……

A mixed fleet quietly left the port of Bangkok at the junction of the twilight line.

The twilight of the voyage could not completely obscure the appearance of this fleet - it had an aircraft carrier, two frigates, several small ships, and a passenger ship.

Yes, this strange fleet looked like it was going out for patrol or exercise, but it actually had a passenger ship inside, which was really puzzling.

The speed of the passenger ship is not much inferior to that of the cute little aircraft carrier. After all, its maximum speed is only 26 knots, while the speed of this modern passenger ship can reach 24 knots.

Originally, Alia wanted to hire a luxury cruise ship, and there happened to be a luxury cruise ship docked at the Port of Bangkok.

But the other party had the heavy responsibility of spending money, and with more than 2,000 tourists, Alia could only settle for the second best.

What does a luxury cruise ship mean in Siam? It means that as long as it stays at the port for more than one day, there will be at least tens of millions of Thai baht in tourism income!

When a ship of this level docks in Siam, the governor of the local prefecture has to lead people to greet it personally. Alia plans to go to the Beida Port to use courtesy first and then force.

But firstly, Beidafu was no longer suitable for travel and did not receive tourists. Secondly, Rumlow found her a small aircraft carrier, so she did not force it.

Standing on the deck of the passenger ship, Alia looked at the aircraft carrier not far away: "Five million US dollars, can it leave the port once?"

"Yes, nominally we are carrying out a relief supplies transportation mission - and we are indeed transporting relief supplies, aren't we?"

It was just that more than 300 strong men were transported there, and more than 200 families were transported back. It is indeed justifiable legally.

Alia shook her head. "With such poor discipline, it's no wonder that we haven't been able to handle these things for so long."

"I wanted to ask them for the Type 071, but because that amphibious landing craft is still in sea trials and there are technicians from your country on it, forget it."

"That's enough. They just need to help me occupy the port."

It would take less than two days to go back and forth, so just treat it as an armed patrol, and the other party only needs to make a circle around the Pattani Port.

No wonder the other party dared to accept this money. Even if there really was an explosion at the port, they might just step on the accelerator and run away.

Arya didn't expect them to do anything, but it would be good to be able to provide even a nominal deterrent.

"This is a real-time satellite map. What's a bit surprising is that the neighborhood they are in seems to have been transformed into a barricade similar to a street fight."

Rumlow was a little confused about the complexity of his opponent: "I doubt this guy has received professional training."

“Where does such professional training come from?”

"Uh-you know, BOSS."

Oh, you like it, right? Are you training opponents for yourself all over the world?

Alia shook her head. "This world is always so messed up. Ninety percent of it is because of your old employer...Any other questions?"

"Theoretically, there may be a regiment of the Free Army in the port area."

"Inform them and ask them to clear the way. We are just going to pick someone up and have no intention of conflicting with them."

"That's the problem, they want tolls."

"It costs 100 million to redeem the person, how much is the toll?"

"Ten million—I think they said American dollars."

"How many heavy weapons do we carry?"

"That's hard to say. In theory, we can use whatever is on the aircraft carriers and frigates, and we can just pay for it afterwards, just like a buffet."

"Fight one round and get 20 million." Alia looked at the clock on the wall: "The current speed is 11 knots. It will take hours to get there, which is about five o'clock tomorrow... Go and rest. See you tomorrow morning."

"See you tomorrow morning. Are you really going to the front line?"

"If you're worried about my safety, then get the armored vehicles out."

"I think there's a better way."

"any solution?"

……

"Are you sure that's what the boss said?"

"Yes, three hours. We will arrive at our destination three hours after landing. Plus this much, one million."

Rumlow held up a finger, and Tolov held his cigarette between his lips without lighting it—he was worried that Alia wouldn't like the smell of smoke.

"What kind of business does our boss do?"

So far, the other party has spent nearly 30 million US dollars without blinking an eye.

"Don't worry about the boss having no money. Let me tell you a little gossip. Did you hear about the previous Siamese financial defense war?"

"I've heard of it, but that kind of game is too advanced. For us, it's easier to understand using knives and guns. I don't understand any financial games."

"The boss made at least this much that time."

Rumlow held up four fingers, and Tolov raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Four hundred million?"

"No, four billion."

“…Thai baht?”

"Please, in our line of work, can you please not randomly change the settlement unit?"

"Oh my god - that's why they dare to extort so much ransom and tolls? They are so brave!"

The other party has now seen what a big boss who can slaughter international hot money like chickens in the financial game would look like when he really gets angry.

Only in Siam there is still some order. If it were in the Middle East or Africa, they would not be the ones taking action now.

"When does the calculation start?"

"0530, 0900 at the latest. This is a free bonus, Tolov. You owe me at least a case of vodka."

"Two boxes. I still owe you a box of caviar. To be honest, I can even accept drinking whiskey with you."

"This is just like repaying you for saving us in Africa."

"Friendship is something that cannot be measured by money. I will save you next time, but before that, I will buy Natasha a bigger refrigerator."

Tolov exhaled the cigarette in his mouth, turned around and kicked open the cabin door.

"All right! Good guys! Get up! We're going to get to work - quick! Get moving! The 7700 million ruble bonus is waiting for you!"

"..."

……

"It's a calm day today, isn't it?"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, today too - what is that?"

In the port area, two administrators who were half asleep during their shift change stared in amazement at the landing craft rushing over.

A landing craft can accommodate 80 fully armed soldiers, and five landing craft carrying an entire action group came up.

Thirty minutes later, a bearded man walked into the control room and lit a cigarette for each of the two unlucky guys.

"The equipment in the port area is out of order and will need two days of repair. Do you have any objections, gentlemen?"

"No, no!"

"Very good, it seems we have reached a consensus. Wait for me to unload the goods first, and then go pick up some people."

The bearded man looked at his watch and said, "If there is enough time, I will treat you to a drink. Happy cooperation."

"..."

"By the way, is it okay for us to borrow your port transport fleet for a while? We will help you fill up the gas tank, and if we have time, we may even wash your car."

"No problem! No problem!"

Half an hour later, it was half past six in the morning. The morning light was dim and the days were peaceful.

A long port transport convoy drove out of the port and headed towards the target neighborhood.

There were several large trailers that usually did not leave the port area, but now they were on the road, with some unknown iron lumps covered with cloth at the back.

Sitting in the front car, the bearded man stepped on the accelerator and said, "Go in a straight line! Move forward bravely towards our vodka warehouse!"

“Ulla——”

……

The transport convoy from the port area broke through the Wana district.

A strange convoy disguised as a transport convoy came from the port area and crossed the Southern Bridge.

An armed convoy from the port area, whose operators were definitely suspicious and unknown, crossed directly across the Northwest New District.

Message after message made everyone jump like frogs, and they had no idea what was going on.

"what happened?"

"I don't know! So many cars—so many people!"

"Where are they going?"

"I don't know, but we have passed through the July Block now."

“The July Block is next door to ours—so why are they hitting our commercial district?!”

"…Because our commercial district is in their way?"