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Actual combat is the only criterion for testing weapons!

After returning all the way to Bogota Airport, everyone re-entered the conference room. Sean smiled and looked at the top brass of the Colombian military, "How are you? Are you satisfied with the firepower of the Devil Bird?"

A group of people from the military looked at the Air Force Minister. The Air Force Minister looked at the President and then nodded affirmatively, "Not bad. Compared with armed helicopters, it has a larger bomb load, more powerful firepower, longer cruising time, and a combat radius

It's bigger, faster and safer, but not as flexible as a helicopter."

"However, compared with fixed-wing fighter jets, it is indeed a very backward product. It has no advantages in air combat and cannot defeat even second-generation fighter jets."

Sean is a sensible person and has rich experience in umbrella operations. They have not thought about what they can do by belittling the devil bird.

Our identities are here, so it is impossible for us to do such a dishonorable thing.

Besides, when it comes to the level of a country, even if it’s business behavior, it’s not just about business itself.

What?

Isn’t the protective umbrella a national force?

However, the protective umbrella is stronger than the power of the country!

"It's a very positive review." Sean asked with a smile: "Then the question is, second-generation fighter jets are no longer available. How much does a third-generation fighter jet cost?"

"What's the damage to the ground?"

“How much does each sortie cost?”

“How much time and money does it take to train each pilot?”

"Do drug traffickers or rebels have third-generation fighter jets that can pose a threat to the Devil Bird?"

After a series of questions were raised, the Colombian military personnel fell silent. Their responsibility was to objectively evaluate combat effectiveness and whether it was necessary.

Whether to buy it, how much to buy, and at what price is the president's business.

Sean also introduced several other models of the Devil Bird aircraft, including trainer aircraft, early warning aircraft, patrol aircraft, and reconnaissance aircraft, including many civilian models.

Overall, for the current situation in Colombia, this turboprop aircraft is more practical and useful than a jet fighter.

No matter how good a jet is, it's useless if you can't use it.

Uh... I can't even afford it.

After completing their mission, the military personnel took their leave, leaving Sean and Gustavo at the scene.

…

While Sean and Gustavo were discussing the new aircraft deal, on the other side, in a mountainous area southeast of Medellin, Pablo received a message from his subordinates.

A drug manufacturing stronghold near the capital Bogota was attacked. All equipment and goods were burned and half of the people were killed.

Normally, there is no need to send a message directly to Pablo for such a 'little matter'. After all, he is the world's largest drug lord, controlling 80% of the world's coke production, and the real underground emperor of Colombia.

More than 70% of Colombia's important judges and administrative councilors secretly serve Pablo, as well as the police, middle- and low-level government administrators, etc.

In more than ten years, thousands of police officers, judges and government workers were openly killed, including three presidential candidates.

So, it's really a small thing.

"The military took action?" Pablo frowned and looked at his men with burning eyes. "The military took action. Why didn't we get the news?"

Pablo also has connections with the military. He has been able to run rampant in Colombia for so many years and kill so many high-ranking government officials with no fuss, not only because of the 40,000 armed men in his hands.

The men shook their heads.

"Then how can you be sure that someone from the military did it?" Pablo asked again.

"First there were armed helicopters, then fighter jets bombed, there were incendiary bombs, and there were machine guns."

Pablo said nothing and squinted his eyes and thought for a while. It was true that there was no news from the military, but the only one who could dispatch air power near the Colombian capital was the military.

so……

"Ask me, I need the military to give me an explanation!" Pablo's face was covered with frost, and his tone was calm with murderous intent.

If the military or government cannot give him a reasonable explanation, then he will definitely take revenge.

He must not let others think that he is weak.

Once he becomes weak, he is completely finished.

"This...is!" The subordinate was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned around and walked out.

Two hours later, news came through their secret channels that this was really not a military operation.

Someone from an American company came to promote a new aircraft and test its combat effectiveness in actual combat.

Pablo's expression was stiff and his lips trembled slightly, which was because he was angry.

The president of the government is so arrogant that he dares to use his people to test the combat effectiveness of aircraft.

Is there any royal law?

Is there any law?

Don't think it's strange for a drug dealer to have such thoughts, not at all.

This is Colombia. Drug traffickers are so rampant, killing police officers, judges, senior government officials, congressmen, and the president...

Choose money or bullets?

This is a multiple-choice question before every Colombian official, and they must choose one.

Revenge, must be revenge!

Not only to retaliate against the government, but also to retaliate against this American company!

As for which American company it was, Pablo didn't care at all.

What about the big arms companies?

The U.S. government has always wanted to get rid of Pablo, and even took action in 1984. The U.S. military dispatched a large number of aircraft, carrying 5,000 Colombian government troops to attack Pablo's lair. Colleagues dispatched more than 60 F-16 fighter jets and armed forces

Helicopters conduct air strikes and support.

But the results achieved were rubbish.

Only 150 drug dealers were killed before and after, and more than a thousand people were captured.

The Colombian military was already in ruins. Before they could take action, Pablo got the news and ran away.

A month later, Pablo launched a counterattack, and the anti-drug commander-in-chief, Justice Minister Lara, was shot dead.

In May, more than 50 drug traffickers simply stormed into the Colombian Ministry of Justice building and tried to kidnap senior officials from the Ministry of Justice, Supreme Court, Supreme Prosecutor's Office and Anti-Narcotics Police who were meeting.

More than 400 military police resisted, and the two sides formed a stalemate for a time. Later, drug traffickers from 3 missiles came for reinforcements. The fighting lasted until late at night, and it was not until the Colombian Defense Forces joined the battle that the drug traffickers calmly led five judges and a police chief.

Leave.

It sounds like a few simple words, but in reality it reveals many problems.

When such a big incident occurred in the capital area, why did the military not dispatch until the two sides fought for more than ten hours?

What were you doing before?

Why are the roads not blocked so that drug traffickers can receive the second batch of reinforcements?

This kind of thing can happen, what else can Pablo not dare to do!

So what about the Americans? He is really not a bad guy. Even the US military has been dispatched, so it’s not like they can’t do anything to him!

Of course, that's not to say that he thinks the U.S. military really can't do anything to him.

His 40,000 armed personnel dare not meet the US military, but this is Colombia. The US military cannot send tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people just to deal with him. No matter how much Colombia dislikes him, no matter how useless he is,

It won't be allowed.

Then the country will truly be devastated.

When the U.S. military is unable to fully exert its power, what else does it have to fear?

Just one word!

…

"That's it?"

"OK!"

After two days of negotiations, Sean reached a preliminary agreement with Colombian President Gustavo.

The 211th, 312th and 611th Squadrons of the Colombian military received a total of 25 Devil Bird fighter equipment units.

There are 8 models of Type A, equipped with relatively advanced night vision equipment and other night combat equipment, and can carry a full range of weapons including laser-guided missiles and infrared combat bombs.

The maximum transit range is 3,300 kilometers, the combat radius is 1,500 kilometers, and the price is US$13 million.

There are 6 B-type aircraft, which reduces night combat equipment. Although the anti-government forces and drug traffickers do not have night combat capabilities, the government forces also do not have it... In other words, if there is a night battle, it will only be the Devil Bird fighting alone.

Therefore, taking into account the actual situation, only 8 A-type aircraft were ordered for night strike and deterrence, and at the same time, they could cooperate with the operations of small-scale special operations forces.

The price of Type B is only 9.8 million.

In fact, Sean still wants to sell Type A. If he can make a lot of money, how much does a night vision device cost?

6 frames of C type and 5 frames of E type.

There are 12 training aircraft, 5 maritime patrol aircraft, 12 reconnaissance aircraft, early warning aircraft, etc.

A total of 54 aircraft were purchased, with a total military procurement value of US$300 million.

To be honest, it’s really not much. Sean calculated that the cost was 12%, and the gross profit was only 260 million. Excluding some labor costs, this order only made 250 million...

Of course, selling aircraft is a long-term business, and some subsequent maintenance services can make more money.

Grumman sold only a few aircraft after World War II, and it made money by providing maintenance services for the aircraft.

Even though it is just a turboprop aircraft, Colombia does not have independent maintenance capabilities.

This is the fundamental reason why small countries are unwilling to buy high-end weapons. They can afford them but cannot afford to use them.

No one, no money...

Overall, Sean was satisfied with his trip to Colombia.

Making money is one aspect. It has repaired relations with the Colombian government and subsequent cooperation with Umbrella has been put on the agenda.

Now is not the past, Sean will not fight with the government of a country just for a few coal mines and gem mines.

In other words, the era of fighting and killing has passed.

Having established enough prestige, we can adopt a more gentle approach to infiltrate and cooperate.

Of course, this reputation was created before...

After all, the truth lies between guns and guns.

The delivery time is two months later. The reason why it takes so long is not that the east cannot supply so many spare parts, but that the assembly factories in the United States do not have that many people!

There is no way, we can't just increase manpower for production tasks.

The United States is capitalist, and capitalism requires labor laws.

After hiring workers, you cannot fire them casually. Fired employees will need to pay a large amount of compensation and may also be taken to court by the workers.

Even Sean couldn't handle this kind of thing and was scratching his head. He couldn't just take a gun and kill all the workers who complained, right?

You will definitely lose money in the end!

Obviously, temporary workers cannot be hired for work such as assembling fighter jets.

Therefore, the protection of workers in this capitalist country is simply too comprehensive, and this system is obviously very unreasonable.

Not protecting capitalists and protecting workers...how can this be justified?

No wonder the capitalists moved their factories to the east!

Things don't depend on what you say, but on how you do it. Who protects whose interests or... ahem.

Closer to home, Sean will come again when the plane is delivered.

The purpose is of course not to deliver goods, but to urge Colombia to launch a crackdown on drug traffickers and anti-government forces as soon as possible.

If they don't fight, how can they show the usefulness of the devil bird?

How can Sean advertise without showing the usefulness of the Devil Bird?

If we don’t advertise, does Sean have to do the sales every time?

…

To the east of Medellin, in a "Naples" manor covering an area of ​​28 square kilometers, Pablo was listening to reports from his men.

"The investigation has made it clear that the person coming to Bogota this time is Sean Rockefeller, the boss of Umbrella."

"He developed an aircraft in cooperation with Grumman." As he said that, a stack of information with photos from various angles was handed to Pablo.

The Colombian military is a sieve. As long as you spend money, you can buy any information.

"Propeller plane?" Pablo frowned. He also had many planes in his hands.

Of course, the only ones with combat effectiveness are helicopters and a few vintage propeller aircraft from World War II.

Others are civilian aircraft and agricultural aircraft used to transport cargo.

Now Pablo transports drugs, part of which is mixed cargo, part of which is transported by two small submarines, and a large part of which is transported by plane.

The cargo was airdropped to an uninhabited island near Panama, and the accompanying personnel parachuted directly.

In order to increase the efficiency of cargo transportation, the plane simply crashed into the sea without requiring a return trip.

Civilian aircraft are short-haul and cost little money. You can make back the money by transporting more cargo.

Therefore, Pablo also had a little research on propeller aircraft. He looked at the various data in the documents and combined them with the statement of the person who had killed the stronghold before.

Pablo's face slowly turned ugly.

This is an aircraft designed completely for them. It is low in price, has strong firepower, is easy to operate, and has a long combat time.

"Damn it, Sean!"

"Damn umbrella!"

"Do you really think that Pablo is afraid of you?" Pablo slammed the information in his hand to the ground with a ferocious expression.

Still not satisfied, he stepped hard on the photo and kept grinding it back and forth, "Damn it, damn it, damn it..."

Speaking of which, Sean has really pissed off Pablo in the past few years.

Due to Umbrella's series of operations in northern Colombia, the Big Sparrow's street committee organization expanded indefinitely and controlled a large part of the drug import and export channels.

This blocked a large part of Pablo's route of transporting drugs to the United States.

Sean's expansion in northern Colombia forced the Colombian Navy to give in, and a large part of the force came to the west coast of Colombia through the Panama Canal.

The expansion of naval power made Pablo's sea lanes not very smooth.

In order to ensure smooth drug transportation channels, Pablo really spent a lot of effort.

Pablo, however, did not take any countermeasures out of some considerations. After all, he knew that Sean was not targeting him.

He was just affected.

Of course, he would not admit that he was still afraid of Sean. He was afraid of the US government and the Rockefeller behind Sean.

As for the protective umbrella, despite the performance claims, Pablo really didn't take it to heart.

"Check for me, check Sean's whereabouts!" Pablo's consistent strategy is, either take my money, or I take your life!

"Boss, boss, calm down." Gray Bradrick quickly stopped him, but he knew that his boss was angry at the moment and didn't want to get involved with him, so he said: "Shaun's whereabouts are not that easy to trace."

"He always flies his own private jet when he travels. From the crew to the maintenance staff, they are all his personal team, including his family. There is nothing we can do about it."

"His car has the same bulletproof standards as the President of the United States, and he values ​​personal safety more highly than the President of the United States, and almost never appears in public."

"He was assassinated once before, so he is extremely concerned about his own safety."

"Now, Umbrella has absorbed many people from the U.S. Diplomatic Security Service, and the security team has become even more powerful. Without the ability to assassinate the President of the United States, it would be almost impossible to complete the assassination of Sean."

After Gray Bradrick said this, Pablo slowly calmed down, and when he calmed down, he gave up the idea of ​​assassinating Sean.

On the one hand, it was too difficult, and he felt that he might not be able to bear the consequences.

There was a prosecutor in Colombia who wanted to arrest Pablo. He offered a high reward to get Pablo's whereabouts. After Pablo learned about it, he directly offered the prosecutor up to 100 million US dollars.

The amount of the reward was offered, and his body was found on the street three days later.

So, if he really assassinates Sean, no matter whether he succeeds or not, Rockefeller has the ability to put a reward of 100 million or hundreds of millions on himself.

He couldn't guarantee whether his men would impulsively shoot him like that.

If he died, the entire drug cartel would disappear, but no one would avenge him.

so……

Besides, Americans are not easy to mess with either.

Of course Pablo would never admit this.

"What are you afraid of!" Pablo sat down on the sofa and looked at Gray Bradrick with a sharp look, "The Umbrella Group is powerful, but so what!"

"No matter how powerful his fleet is, can he go ashore?"

"The army under his command is relatively large. Do you really think that fighting in the rainforest is the same as normal fighting?"

"The U.S. military has nothing to do with me, Pablo, so he can just be a security company composed of retired U.S. military officers and soldiers?"

Pablo snorted coldly, and Gray Bradrick wisely did not say anything. Of course, he did not think that the umbrella could do anything against Pablo's drug cartel.

There was silence in the room for a long time, and Pablo suddenly said: "I remember that guy named Jeff is Sean's guy?"

As soon as these words came out, Gray Bradrick immediately understood what they meant.

It is indeed possible to kill this Jeff.

First of all, he is Sean's confidant and is in charge of the underground power in South America. He is very important. It is precisely because of Jeff's existence that Pablo on the north coast has no ability to transport goods. Killing him can severely

Shock the underground forces in the north.

Finally, killing Jeff can make Sean feel distressed, and also give Sean a severe warning, letting him know that Pablo is not someone to be trifled with, and that he chose the wrong target when selling planes!

There are many other associated benefits, and Jeff is truly a character.

"Okay boss, I understand." Gray Bradrick nodded, and seeing that Pablo had no other instructions, he turned around and walked out.

In Colombia, if the Pablo Group wants to kill anyone, as long as they are not the president, others will be able to kill them.

Even if it's Jeff, it's useless even if there is a lot of security around him.

Although Pablo's power seems to have been driven out of the northern region, in fact, the influence Pablo has established in Colombia, plus sacks of US dollars, is enough to open a gap.

…

"We just need to know his whereabouts. You have to understand that he has been here for several years, and the places he habitually goes to are actually public." In the dim bar room, a Hispanic man whispered slowly.

: "Too many people know this, and there is no way to investigate who leaked the information."

"In other words, there is no need to leak it at all. You can know it by carefully observing it for a month and a half."

"No one will doubt you!"

"It's not that easy. Have you ever thought about the consequences?" A white man kept clenching and unclenching his fists. His palms were sweaty and he was extremely nervous. "He has a protective umbrella behind him, as well as Sean."

"So, you will never get ahead. They only believe in those Americans, and you are not an American. It will be the end of you when you reach this position." The person continued to confuse: "Are you willing?

"

"So what if you are unwilling to do so, there is nothing you can do, even if you kill him."

"I didn't say I wanted to kill someone," the visitor said with a smile.

"Well……"

"You're thinking too much. It's not that big of a deal. Although we can't let you go any further, everything is fake and money is real." After saying that, the person mentioned the two golf balls next to him.

Ball bag.

The golf bag fell to the ground, and green dollar bills flowed out.

Looking at Franklin all over the floor, people suddenly began to breathe heavily.

How much money Jeff makes and how much money Sean makes is theirs, but as long as you promise to provide a little information, then the money is yours.

And this is only half now, and half will be given later.

Pablo's credibility has been slowly built up over more than ten years. Everyone knows that when you do things for Pablo, you don't have to worry about not getting paid!

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Jeff was treating me unfairly. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that those Americans could get high positions without making any contribution to the organization.

The money on the ground seemed to be the devil, amplifying the complaints in his heart little by little...

Regardless of whether he was making excuses for himself or not, he finally leaned down and without saying a word, picked up the stacks of Franklins and stuffed them back into his golf bag.

I don’t know if he stuffed it too eagerly and didn’t place it properly. There were still hundreds of thousands left on the floor that hadn’t been stuffed in. He was so busy that he was sweating profusely.

Pablo's people didn't help either. They just sat there with their legs crossed, smoking marijuana, with the corners of their mouths raised, and their eyes narrowed as they looked down at each other.

What a tight organization... Ha, it’s a joke, there is no organization in the world that dollars can’t break!

The zipper of the golf bag was almost broken. I struggled to carry the two bags, opened the door and walked out...