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Chapter 21 The more chaotic, the more suitable for an arms dealer, isn't it?(1/2)

When all the munitions are loaded onto the freighter.

It's already eleven o'clock in the evening.

The process went very smoothly and there were no problems.

This made Chu Zihang breathe a sigh of relief.

During this period, the Soviet KGB was very active, eliminating dissidents everywhere, investigating corruption and bribery, and clearing obstacles for Gorbachev's reforms.

Once you are targeted, it will be a little difficult to come to the Soviet Union next time.

May the Jade Emperor bless you and everything goes well.

"Boss, the airport is ready. Are you ready to take off?"

Victor came to Chu Zihang with a satellite phone and reported the report.

"Let's take off."

Chu Zihang ordered: "By the way, tell Barok and the others that everything has been taken care of at Bosaso Airport and the goods will be unloaded directly to the warehouse we rented."

"Boss, can Baroque and Danny live in the warehouse? After all, there are tens of thousands of guns."

"I have already said hello to Ahmed of the Dijir tribe, and he will send troops to assist."

Although Chu Zihang knew that relying on local forces was not the answer, he had no choice.

In addition to the six-person protection team for Italian dignitaries, there is the top killer Catalia.

For example, this time to transport the munitions away, he had to take two people from the protection team around him to take charge at the airport.

There are still too few people under his command.

As for the tactical-level special team rewarded by the system last time, they did not appear again after helping themselves solve the crisis.

Even if he wanted to look for it, he couldn't find it.

The entire special team was as if they had vanished from the world!

When the right opportunity appears as promised?

Let's talk about the communication system. It's so aloof and cold and ignores me at all.

Having a system is the same as not having a system.

It’s so fucking painful!

Putting away his depressed mood, Chu Zihang took Victor and others onto the cargo ship and set off back to Maribossaso port.

First deliver the guns and ammunition that Ahmed ordered, and then head from Somari to Ganilia, West Africa.

This is one of the five most chaotic places in the Black State. The more chaotic the place, the more suitable it is for arms dealers, right?

This is where he studied the map for half a day and then made a decision based on the local conditions.

Canilla is a very unstable place, coupled with the Black State Famine in the late 1980s.

Suddenly, the vast majority of the poor countries on this continent were even worse. People did not have enough to eat, and civil strife naturally broke out.

Ganilia is one of them.

Although the country achieved independence in October 1990 next year, it is still in dire straits.

The government forces and the rebel forces were evenly matched, and they were fighting fiercely.

Fight, fight.

The more chaotic you are, the more opportunities you have to make a fortune.



It has been a week since we arrived at the port of Bosaso in Somali.

Stepping onto the stable land, Chu Zihang was so moved that he almost knelt down and kissed the ground hard.

A week of life at sea made Chu Zihang feel like dying.

It’s so uncomfortable!

There is not a day that goes by that I am not shaking, and I have to worry about whether I will be lying on the floor when I wake up the next morning.

Not to mention food.

Either canned food or canned food, or compressed food.

Eating makes me want to vomit, and I have no appetite at all.

In addition, bathing is also a problem. Now he feels that there is no place in his body that does not smell like seafood.

The salty saltiness kills people!

He had to admire those sailors who were at sea all year round. It was not easy for them to make a living.

The first thing after getting off the boat.

Chu Zihang hurried to the shower room at the port and washed himself vigorously.

As soon as his unruly beard was shaved off, Chu Zihang once again transformed into a handsome and energetic young man.

However, this trip to the sea left Chu Zihang with a deep memory.

I won’t even fly next time. Isn’t it nice to fly on a private plane?

After cleaning myself up, I had a hearty meal at the restaurant at the airport.

After eating, have another cigarette.

Hey, that’s called a Sairu God!

Have a comfortable meal after delivery.

Chu Zihang returned to the dock again and looked at the cargo on the ship.

He had a headache. Did he buy too much?

There is absolutely no room!

Just when Chu Zihang was worried.

Reed, the head of Bosaso Port, has already trotted over.

This is a Black State native who wears glasses, a suit and a tie, and looks relatively polite.

When he came to the dock, he saw the cargo on the freighter.

A pair of eyes instantly widened in shock!

OMG!

What did he see...

Tanks, armored vehicles, and armed helicopters!!

There are still so many!

Is this going to start a local war?

"Mr. Nicholas, it's nice to see you again. How many warehouses do you need this time?"

After being shocked, Reed quickly approached with a flattering smile.

The black man smiled, revealing his big white teeth, shining in the sun.

As the person in charge of the airport, of course he likes this group of capitalist "vampires".

With so much munitions, the entire warehouse at the dock can be rented out.

That’s all money!

Who can say no to money delivered to your door?

Chu Zihang glanced at the flattering Reed, like a cat smelling fish.

"I want all the warehouses on the dock and a group of porters."

"Mr. Nicholas, how many workers do you need?" Reed rubbed his hands, his eyes flashing with rice knives.

The more warehouses he rents, the more money he will make, and he will be able to get more rebates.

In his eyes, Chu Zihang was a rich man.

"Fifty people, one meter per person per day." Chu Zihang stretched out his finger and gave the price.

With a one-meter knife, you can definitely recruit a group of strong young men.

After all, this is a very considerable income in the extremely poor Somalia, equivalent to 21,000 Malian shillings, which can feed and clothe a family for a month.

As one of the least developed countries in the world, daily necessities are in short supply, residents' lives are insecure, more than 75% of the population has no safe drinking water, and the average life expectancy is 47 years.

The extremely poor population with an average daily income of less than 1 US dollar accounts for 43% of the total, and the poor with an average daily income of less than 2 US dollars accounts for 73% of the total.

The infant mortality rate under 5 years old is 22%, and the enrollment rate of school-age children is 22%. About 47% of the working population is unemployed.

Economically wealthy countries promote democracy, freedom and world nuclear peace everywhere.
To be continued...
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