America’s Big Hero

"As a responsible big country, I think it is inconvenient for the US to express any opinion before it has a clear understanding of the specifics of the Morocco incident."

"Yes, the dispute between Morocco and Caesar has been going on for a long time, and a lot of history has been unverifiable. The specific resolution should wait for the United Nations to make a resolution, not by a few people or a few countries."

"As we all know, the United States never interferes in the internal affairs of other countries without reason!"

"Of course, this is not to say that the Umbrella Company has violated the law. The US government has not identified the PFIS as terrorism or anti-government armed forces. This is an internal dispute among the Berbers. Therefore, the actions of the Umbrella Company are essentially a business conduct,"

"No one can predict the future. We are studying whether to stop this business agreement from a national perspective."

...

Reagan publicly stood up and delivered a speech. On the surface, he was talking about the umbrella, but in fact, those who really know how to know know that the focus is on the decision of a few countries.

This is called, hold a big meeting for small things, hold small meetings for big things, talk nonsense about business, and talk nonsense about business.

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On the night of Reagan's interview, Sean returned to Laayoune again.

This time it landed directly at Laayoune Airport, which is still under the occupation of the PFOS.

On the night of his arrival, Sean called Salem Ould Raisa, the chief elder of the People's Front, over, "You should know about the matter."

Salem's face was extremely ugly, and he looked up at Sean, "The U.S. Congress stopped this commercial contract?"

"Not yet, there is a certain buffer time." Sean said.

Salem's face turned red, and veins popped out of his head. The Western Sahara finally ushered in the spring, but once the umbrella retreated, with the existing strength of the Western Sahara, it would not be able to stop Morocco's counterattack at all.

Especially now that France and Spain are intervening.

"Is there no room for redemption?" Salem looked up at Sean with a look of unwillingness.

Sean smashed it and said, "I also hope that there is room for redemption, but it is difficult. You have to understand that you are naturally insufficient and the population is too small. To be honest, even if Xisar is handed over to you, you have no way to complete the development."

"And this is not something I can decide. I am willing to fight for you. After all, I have interests in Xisar, but in the end it depends on how much you have to pay."

"I don't know what else Xisar can give!" Salemu's expression turned ugly.

Sean shrugged, "All I can say is, at least, the agreement I signed with you is still valid, and you can still get the 8% profit."

Salem's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again. This was the only piece of good news.

After Salem left, Sean gave Armstrong another order. Soon, Prince Moulay Sidi, who was stationed on the border between Morocco and Laayoune, received news that Sean wanted to see him.

...

Mulai Xidi, who received the notification from his confidant, was stunned, "That devil wants to see me?"

"What does he want to do?"

"Humiliate me, or take the opportunity to kill me!" Mulai Xidi's face was not very good, and he was cursing. After all, he defeated the Moroccan army and defeated the man of his king's dream.

Although he knows it's not that simple.

After venting for a while, Mulai Xidi quietly changed into an ordinary military uniform, and walked out of the room with a dark face.

There will be a set of ordinary military uniforms in each commander's room, with mysterious functions...

Obviously, Prince Moulay Xidi is still very honest physically. Of course, more importantly, he can't find a reason for Sean to secretly harm him.

Arriving at the beach, boarding the boat, going out to sea, more than a dozen nautical miles away, several warships surrounded the city in a big circle, and a yacht was moored inside the circle.

Seeing this scene, Prince Moulay Xidi trembled in anger, it was too much.

Leaning up, boarding the boat, all the Morocco escorts were stopped outside, and Moulay Xidi didn't say anything. In this scene, does it make any difference whether you bring people or not?

Really want to kill is nothing more than a few more bullets.

When he came to the deck, Murray Sheedy saw Sean lying on a beach chair wearing only a pair of shorts and sunglasses.

The strong muscles are covered with sunscreen, the oil pipes are shiny, and they have a young and healthy body.

"Prince Moulay Sheedy!" Sean didn't get up, but pushed his sunglasses to his forehead, and waved hello with a bright smile.

This attitude is like treating an old friend.

Mulai Xidi stood where he was, feeling a little stiff for a while. He didn't know what attitude he should use to face Sean. Whether it was military negotiations or political negotiations, even informal talks, this was not the case!

Are you familiar?

"Okay, Prince Moulay Xidi, don't look like you are bitter and bitter. It was just a game before, and it was just a slightly memorable part of your life. It's not worth taking it to heart." Sean He smiled and pointed to the beach chair next to him, "Relax, time is very precious to us, isn't everything we do to make ourselves happy?"

Murray Sheedy let out a heavy breath. If he cared so much about Sean's attitude, it would appear that he has no self-cultivation and no bearing.

Cleaned up his mood, took off his military uniform, and just changed into shorts on the deck openly, and then lay on the beach chair with his arms around a palm-wide chest guard.

He grabbed a opened iced coconut next to him and took a deep breath. Looking up at the blue sky, his mood improved inexplicably.

How long has it been since you've been so relaxed?

He doesn't even remember it himself.

After lying down for a while, Sean's voice came faintly, "Do you know what Mohammed went to France to talk about?"

"What do you mean?" Sean said so, and Moulay Xidi knew that it was impossible to simply let the Europeans support him to ascend the throne and interfere in this war.

"The French hope that Mohammed will join the European Community unconditionally after registration. Of course, it is okay not to join, sign an association agreement, speed up privatization and opening up, open up capital circulation, and establish a free trade zone."

"What!" Mulai Xidi, who had just relaxed, jumped up and looked at Sean, his face was extremely ugly, "Are you sure!"

"Otherwise, why do you think France jumped out at this time? Whether it is joining the European Community or signing the Association Agreement, France has a first-mover advantage and will further control Morocco's economy and politics. You won't deny this, right?" Sean's tone was relaxed, but it didn't sound like that to Murray Sheedy's ears.

The official language of Morocco is Arabic, but the lingua franca is French. There is a frequent flow of personnel between the two countries. European countries account for 71% of Morocco's total import and export. France is Morocco's largest trading partner.

At the same time, central Africa and western Africa are the traditional sphere of influence of France, which is the African franc zone. France has always wanted to open up land passages to the Midwest.

For various reasons, France is eager to open up Morocco further.