Rebirth 2010: I add some points to be a boss

Fort Lamy, a building in the city center, inside a luxurious and bright office.

"Snap"!
Song Jiakun had no scruples and slapped Modima in the face.

He then took out a Type 06 silent pistol with a dark and slender barrel, and forced it into the opponent's mouth.

The cold touch against Mortima's throat at close range made him just want to shout 'Mom'.

"What's wrong! Why do you like to put guns in my mouth?"

Modima retched for a while and almost cried!
The new king of Chad never expected that Song Jiakun would rush to Fort Lami overnight one day later, lead people directly into his room, and block the escort team outside the gate.

"More than 400 people quietly brought the launcher and successfully reached the mining area. Why can't I believe you if you are not involved?"

Song Jiakun said coldly.

Under Modima's gaze, he slowly opened the safety and placed his index finger on the trigger, ready to hit him through at any time and deliver a bowl of hot tofu.

"Mr. Song, you... misunderstood. I have no respect for Shanhai Group. I will never risk my life to attack the staff of your company."

Mortima rumbled, his throat was blocked by the barrel of the gun, and he struggled to explain.

Drool flowed down the corners of his mouth unconsciously.

"It's disgusting!"

Song Jiakun thought to himself, and glanced at Modima with disgust, and saw that his expression did not seem to be fake. With the information obtained from the investigation, and after the two corroborating evidences, Modima's suspicion was cleared.

"Two of my brothers died, all because of you, what a waste!"

Song Jiakun said harshly, his finger on the trigger, shaking slightly.

"Don't! I'm willing to compensate!"

Mortima cried. His father sent him to study abroad in Beiberry Island. He thought he was well-informed and had a broad vision, but when his mouth was sealed with a gun, everything was false.

Not as important as your own dog’s life!
"What do you pay for?"

Song Jiakun asked silently.

"An oil mine!"

Mortima replied immediately.

Song Jiakun smiled slightly, hooked his finger on the trigger, and applied force bit by bit.

"Three oil mines! And a rich silver mine!"

Modima's body was shaking like chaff, and under the threat of death, he continued to increase the stakes.

"Crack!"

Mortima screamed subconsciously and fell to his knees on the carpet, his legs trembling and his pupils dilating rapidly.

"It doesn't matter whether you have money or not. I have to let you understand one thing. The people of the Shanhai Security Team cannot die in vain. I will give you two days to find out the insider in the security team.

Otherwise, I will use your head to comfort the souls of my brothers in heaven. "

Song Jiakun said calmly, and while speaking, he put the gun barrel stained with saliva on Modima's shoulder and wiped it.

The high-end suit fabric is now full of smelly dirt.

After hearing Song Jiakun's warning, Modima felt like he was being pardoned. He touched his neck and found that he was not injured.

"Mr. Song, don't worry, I will definitely find him."

Modima quickly got up, patted his chest and promised.

"That's good, wait for the good news."

Song Jiakun said lightly, with a meaningful look in his eyes. He had obtained authorization from Chen Heyu before coming to Chad.

If Modima is obedient, let him live for a few more months; if he does not obey the Shanhai Group's arrangements, send him directly to see Allah.

As for compensation?

Chen Heyu has already thought clearly, as long as he has the strength, he will get it himself!
Therefore, in Song Jiakun's eyes, the other party was already dead, and he could only be kept for a few more days at most.

But in order to stabilize Modima, it still accepted minerals worth 300 billion U.S. dollars!
After Song Jiakun walked away, Modima exhaled a few breaths of turbid air, his expression was sinister, and his brain was spinning rapidly.

In terms of the number of armed personnel, he has 6000 escorts across the country and [-] troops deployed around Fort Lami. However, compared with heavy weapons and long-range attack methods, he can't keep up.

The armed helicopters, main battle tanks and infantry vehicles that Shanhai Group can obtain do not mean that he can also buy them.

Even if they pay double the price, the military research institutes in Beautiful Country, Furry Bear Country and Greater China are still indifferent.

What's more, the "Black Turtle-Black Warrior" military power armor has begun to be widely used in Chad. The weapons in the hands of the escort team will be blown to pieces by the opponent's missiles before they even approach the camp of the Shanhai Security Team. Scum.

Bullets from rifles and machine guns are completely invulnerable!

Modima was about to cry but had no tears. He only felt that there was a Supreme Emperor sitting on his head.

Leaving Song Jiakun in the city center, he took a small passenger plane directly to Aozu North District.

At 16:28 p.m., as the cabin door opened, Song Jiakun led people off the plane.

The bumps along the way made him almost vomit. The runway in front of him was just a slightly flat dirt road. No wonder he felt like he was riding a bumper car when he landed.

"You call this thing an airport?"

Song Jiakun laughed angrily.

"Brother Kun, this place is adjacent to the Salah Desert. Apart from the mining area, there is not even a secret. It would be nice to have an airport, hehe."

The subordinate on the side scratched his head and said with a naive smile.

"Stop talking and get in the car."

Song Jiakun jumped into a pickup truck, wearing a pair of goggles, and led a dozen security personnel straight to the camp.

The weather is hot and dry, and the dust and yellow sand are flying all over the sky.

After driving for forty kilometers along the rugged gravel road, only when we get close to Chad Lake can we see an oasis, and occasionally a breeze will blow.

"Boom! Boom!——!"

I saw a security team member wearing camouflage power armor, running with rapid strides, getting closer and closer to everyone.

"Hey! Is this the Black Turtle-Dark Warrior's exoskeleton armor? It's really cool, but it runs a bit like..."

"Grasshopper!"

"Xuangui, Xuangui, why not call me Iron Little Qiang!"

"This name was given by the big boss..."

Song Jiakun raised his eyes and said, interrupting the discussion of several gossips.

"What a name! High-end and classy!"

The security guard who had just used adjectives like 'grasshopper' and 'steel little strong' looked at each other and immediately changed his words.

Security guard A: "..."

Security guard B: "..."

Security guard C: "..."

"Brother Kun, you're here! Manager Wang has just returned, and we have completely plowed through the rebel forces [-] kilometers around Aozu North District."

The security team member wearing camouflage power armor, after approaching, raised his mask and said in a deep voice.

"Well, I'll take the brothers home."

Song Jiakun said seriously.

Afterwards, the convoy drove in a straight line along the path opened by the power armor. The originally 10-minute journey took only about ten minutes.

There are rows of concrete houses with clear windows. Mechas with loaded weapons stand guard at the door. A watchtower stands in front of the oil pump. Under the scorching sun, there are still people observing the surroundings, just in case.

Fortunately, the most indispensable thing on the Gray Continent is cheap electricity, with a large air cooler running 24 hours a day.

After receiving the news, Wang Teng opened the door and came out.

"Brother Kun!"

Wang Teng lowered his head in shame. If he hadn't taken it lightly and made some omissions in security work, the brothers would definitely not have been injured or killed.

After all, the howitzers of the rebels could not touch the edge of the armed helicopters at all, and they were within the range of the missiles. If they had been discovered earlier, they could have completely destroyed the opponent without any damage.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Song Jiakun knew that he was responsible, but he couldn't scold him in person. He patted Lao Wang on the shoulder and walked to the infirmary.The spacious and clean room covers an area of ​​more than 300 square meters and contains more than 40 hospital beds.

A dozen fair-skinned Chad girls, wearing a set of nurse uniforms, showing their straight and long legs, were cleaning the wounds of the security personnel with soft words and smiles.

"..."

Song Jiakun turned to look at Wang Teng.

"Ahem! Mortima sent it specially."

Wang Teng blushed and said embarrassedly.

"Brother Kun!"

"Manager Song!"

"Ouch! It hurts!"

The wounded people sitting on the hospital bed were laughing and saying hello, and there was also a miserable security guard mixed in among them.

Song Jiakun glanced around and saw that the upper bodies of many people were covered in bruises and bruises, as if they had been beaten violently with a hammer.

"Although the buffering effect of power armor can absorb more than 90% of the impact force, it will still have to suffer when encountering large-caliber bullets."

Wang Teng smiled and lifted up his vest. His chest, ribs and lower abdomen were all covered with blue and purple wounds.

"Mr. Chen said that each of the brothers who died will receive a pension of 600 million; each member of the security team who participated in the battle will receive a bonus of 200 million. The second batch of power armor will be delivered next week."

"Safety first! These are Mr. Chen's exact words."

Song Jiakun said seriously.

"Wang Teng, as the supervisor, cannot absolve himself of the blame. His salary, dividends and internal rank will be demoted one level. The inspection period will be half a year. The position of supervisor will be temporarily replaced by Zhang Zhang."

He paused and continued to announce.

There were many people outside, so he saved some face for Wang Teng. There were few people in the infirmary, so his face was tense when he spoke, and he was not polite at all.

"Yes!"

Wang Teng opened his mouth, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally remained silent, resisting all responsibilities.

"Open it?"

Song Jiakun nodded slightly and asked in a solemn voice.

"Brother Kun, I'm here."

A weak voice came from the bed in the middle area. Song Jiakun turned around and couldn't help laughing.

The open head was wrapped in layers of gauze, like Tianzhu Asan, with a bandage wrapped under the chest, lying sickly on the bed.

"This method is quite rough!"

Song Jiakun shook his head, walked over quickly, pulled out a chair, and sat down directly.

"Brother Kun, I don't want to be a supervisor."

Zhang Kai raised his head slightly and said that he must have pulled a wound. He grinned in pain and looked at Wang Teng, who usually took good care of him.

"I can't make the final decision on Mr. Chen's orders. Why don't you go back to Shanghai and discuss it with the big boss yourself."

Song Jiakun said angrily.

"Okay… okay."

Zhang Zhang was silent for a moment, then replied helplessly, he could only accept it calmly.

He has worked at Shanhai Group for almost three years and has long heard of Chen Heyu's style of doing things. There is never room for negotiation on matters decided by the big boss.

"Your bonus is 300 million. Please pay attention to safety next time and don't work so hard. Not every time you will be so lucky."

"Heavy firepower to clear the ground, the company has plenty of money, let's throw millions of grenades first! Don't compare with those gray people. It is not easy to train a security team member. The boss asked brothers to come to Gray Continent to make you money. I didn’t ask you to die!”

Song Jiakun explained in a muffled voice.

A member of the security team has a basic salary of more than 30 Chinese dollars per year. In addition to half a year's training expenses, weapons and logistical supplies, the investment is as high as several million. Because learning how to use various weapons abroad is bound to cost and loss Can't get any lower.

Of course, there is an exception here, that is, Zhang Zhang, who is skilled in helicopter and tank driving skills, is all practiced and learned by Nan Hui. He is an outlier.

The wounded people around him couldn't help but feel warm after hearing Song Jiakun's words.

They receive generous wages and receive high subsidies every time they are attacked or on a business trip. Naturally, they want to help Chen Heyu protect the group's property.

Repaying a favor is the most simple act of repaying kindness in the hearts of Chinese people!
In the next few days, Mortima's escorts were mobilized to encircle and suppress the rebels across the country. The aftermath of the battle made the situation in Chad more difficult, and a number of groups opposed to Mortima loomed.

……

On the ancient city wall in the eastern part of Beshe, in the dark urn city, a dark crowd of young people gathered, and a young man with a beard stood on the high platform.

He is the president of the Free Association. He keeps traveling in the Oka and Beshe areas, inspiring more than 2000 people to plot to overthrow the rule of Modima.

"Brothers and compatriots, Chad is the fourth most populous country in the Gray Continent, but its annual GDP is only tens of billions of dollars. I'm afraid the gray wolves on the grassland are living more comfortably than we are."

"There is no exquisite and delicious food, no magnificent residential areas, no safe living environment..."

"Who caused all this?"

"It's Mortima's incompetence!"

Abdulka raised his arms and shouted, using extremely seductive words to criticize Modi's actions after taking office as useless.

The central idea in his words can be summarized as "Kill Modima", "Develop the economy and foreign trade", "Let all ordinary people live a good life", and "For freedom"!
In other words, follow him and if you succeed, you will have money and status!
"interesting."

Song Jiakun was hiding in the dark, looking like he was watching a good show, and the look in his eyes moved slightly.

In his view, and in Chen Heyu's view, Abdulka studied abroad in Dahua, and to a certain extent, his interests could be aligned with those of Shanhai Group.

This was also the main reason why Chen Heyu was behind the scenes. It was extremely easy to kill Modima, but the aftermath was very troublesome. A turbulent Chad was of no value to Shanhai Group.

It is better to support a new agent to take over, start from a young age, hold on to all his lifeblood, and not be afraid that the other party will not cooperate. This way, it is more in line with Shanhai Group's overseas interests.

An hour later, Abdulka quietly appeared in Song Jiakun's room, wearing local ethnic costumes.

"Mr. Song, everything you asked me to do has been completed. After it is completed, are you really willing to help me take over?"

Abdulka asked softly.

"As long as you obey the instructions, Chad's new throne will definitely be yours!"

Song Jiakun assured.

I was laughing in my heart. The person in front of me was absolutely evil to the extreme. When he was fooling the fools outside, he was full of benevolence, morality, and ideals of freedom. When he returned to the house, he immediately changed his face again. He immediately thought of everything. It's your own interests.

"Thank you, Mr. Song. When I ascend the throne in the future, I will definitely follow Mr. Chen and Shanhai Group's lead."

Abdulka put his hand on his chest and swore seriously.

"It doesn't matter. If you don't obey me, I'll change you at worst."

Song Jiakun waved his hand indifferently, with a faint hint of threat.

Abdulka laughed dryly and acted very submissive. His originally straight back was obviously particularly hunched and humble at this moment.

"In three days, I will send someone to bring you weapons. Don't let me down! You only have one chance, and you only have one life."

Song Jiakun said indifferently.

"do not worry!"

Abdulka gritted his teeth and said, in three days, either he will live or Modima will live.

If you want to successfully ascend to the throne, you have to give it a try!
Song Jiakun nodded immediately, and quietly left in an off-road vehicle in the pitch-black night, then changed to a helicopter and returned to the Shanhai Security Team's camp.

"Abduka, after killing Modima, do we really want to promote freedom?"

A subordinate asked abruptly. He saw the two sides of the other party. For a moment, he didn't know which one was Abdulka's true face.

"Abboud, you have read a book and are a smart man. You are different from the idiots outside. You cannot tell the truth to those fools. Freedom is just a slogan, no different from God's blessing."

"Do you understand?"

Abdulka said with deep meaning.

……

The 'Black Turtle - Black Warrior' shines brightly on the Gray Continent. Although its shortcomings are obvious, they are nothing compared to its strengths!
For the first time, the beautiful country sent a delegation from the Military Research Institute to the Greater China Region for exchanges and studies. On the surface, they wanted to purchase military power armor from the North China Region, but secretly they wanted to poach some of the R&D personnel.

On the other side, in a luxurious villa in western Europe, a bald and blue-eyed foreigner was sitting on a soft sofa and smelled something wrong. (End of chapter)