America’s Big Hero

Actual combat is the only criterion for testing weapons!

After all the way back to Bogotá airport, everyone re-entered the meeting room. Sean smiled and looked at the high-level Colombian military, "How is it? Are you satisfied with the firepower of the devil bird?"

A group of people in the military looked at the Minister of the Air Force, and the Minister of the Air Force looked at the President before nodding affirmatively, "It's not bad. Compared with armed helicopters, it has more ammunition, more powerful firepower, longer cruising time, and a wider combat radius." Bigger, faster, safer, but not as flexible as a helicopter."

"However, compared to fixed-wing fighters, it is indeed a very backward product. It has no advantages in air combat, even if it encounters second-generation fighters."

Sean is a sensible person with rich experience in umbrella combat, and they didn't think about doing anything by belittling the devil bird.

Everyone's identities are here, it is impossible to do such a thing that loses their status.

Besides, at the level of a country, even if it is commercial behavior, it is not just the business itself.

What?

Umbrella is not a national power?

Yes, the umbrella is stronger than the power of the country!

"Very positive evaluation." Xiao En asked with a smile: "Then, here comes the question, the second-generation fighter jets are no longer available, how much are the third-generation fighter jets?"

"How about the lethality against the ground?"

"How much does it cost per dispatch?"

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

"Do drug dealers or anti-government armed forces have third-generation fighter jets that can pose a threat to Devil Birds?"

A series of questions were thrown out, and the people in the Colombian military stopped talking. Their responsibility was to objectively evaluate the combat effectiveness and whether it was needed.

Whether to buy, how much to buy, and what price to buy are 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, the turboprop is more practical and useful than a jet fighter for Colombia's current situation.

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

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

After completing the mission, the military personnel left, leaving the scene to Sean and Gustavo.

...

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

A drug production stronghold near the capital Bogota was attacked, all equipment and goods were burned, and half of the people died.

Normally, there is no need to directly send a letter to Pablo for such a 'small matter'. After all, he is the world's largest drug lord, controlling 80% of the world's cocaine 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, and so on.

Over the past ten years, thousands of policemen, judges and government workers have been blatantly killed, including 3 presidential candidates.

So, it's really the little things.

"Military action?" Pablo frowned gradually, looking at his subordinates with burning eyes, "Military action, why didn't we get any news?"

The military, Pablo is also related, he was able to run rampant in Colombia for so many years, killing so many high-ranking government officials is still nothing, not only because of the 40,000 armed men in his hand.

The men shook their heads.

"Then how are you sure it was someone from the military?" Pablo asked again.

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

Pablo didn't speak, but squinted his eyes and thought for a while. It is true that there is no news from the military, but only the military can dispatch air power near the Colombian capital.

so……

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

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

He must never let people think that he is weak.

Once he becomes weak, he is completely finished.

"This... yes!" The subordinates were stunned for a moment, then turned and walked out immediately.

Two hours later, news came through their secret channel that this time it was really not an action by the military.

People from a company in the United States came to promote a new type of aircraft and use actual combat to test the combat effectiveness of the aircraft.

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

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

Is there still Wang Fa?

Is there still law!

Don't think it's weird for a drug dealer to think that way, not at all.

This is Colombia, where drug dealers are so rampant, killing police officers, judges, senior government officials, congressmen, and the president...

Choose money or choose bullets?

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

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 it took action in 1984. The U.S. military dispatched a large number of planes, carrying 5,000 Colombian government troops to attack Pablo’s lair, and colleagues dispatched more than 60 F-16 fighter jets and armed forces. Helicopters conduct air strikes and support.

It's just that the results obtained are rubbish.

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

The Colombian military has been rotten for a long time. Before taking action, Pablo got the news and ran away early.

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

In May, more than 50 drug dealers rushed into the building of the Colombian Ministry of Justice, trying to kidnap senior officials from the Ministry of Justice, the Supreme Court, the Supreme Prosecutor's Office and the Anti-Narcotics Police Department who were in a meeting.

More than 400 military and police fought hard to resist, and the two sides once formed a stalemate. Subsequently, 300 drug dealers armed with RPG missiles came to reinforce. The fighting continued until late at night, and it was not until the Colombian Defense Forces joined the fighting that the drug dealers left calmly with 5 judges and 1 police chief.

It's a simple thing to say, but there are many problems that are actually reflected.

Why did the military not dispatch until the two sides fought for more than ten hours when such a major event happened in the capital area?

What were you doing before?

Why is the road not blocked so that the drug dealers can get the support of the second batch of reinforcements?

This kind of thing can happen, there is nothing Pablo dare not do!

So what about the American, he is really not a dick, the US military has been dispatched, so it's not like he can't help him!

Of course, it's not that he thinks the US military really has nothing to do with him.

His 40,000 armed men dare not meet with the U.S. military, but this is Colombia, and it is impossible for the U.S. military to send tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people to clean him up. It will not be allowed.

Then the country will really lose the country.

With the U.S. military unable to fully exert its strength, what else is he afraid of?

Just one word!

...

"So it's settled?"

"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.

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

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

Six B-types reduced night combat equipment. Although anti-government forces and drug dealers did not have night combat capabilities, government forces did not either... In other words, if there was a night battle, it would only be the devil bird fighting alone.

Therefore, considering the actual situation, only 8 A-types were ordered for night strike deterrence, and at the same time, they can cooperate with small-scale special operations forces.

The price of Type B is only 9.8 million.

In fact, Sean still wants to sell the A-type, earn more, and the night vision device is only how much.

C-type 6, E-type 5.

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

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

To be honest, it’s really not much. After Sean’s calculations, the cost is also 12%, and the gross profit is only 260 million. After removing some labor costs, this order only earned 250 million...

Of course, selling aircraft is a long-term business, and some subsequent maintenance services will earn more.

Grumman only sold so many planes after World War II, and he made money by providing maintenance services for the planes.

Although it is just a turboprop aircraft, Columbia 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 use them.

no one, no money...

Overall, Sean is satisfied with this trip to Colombia.

Making money is one aspect. The relationship with the Colombian government has been repaired, and the follow-up cooperation with the umbrella has been put on the agenda.

Now is not the past, Sean will not fight and kill a country's government for a few coal mines or gemstone mines.

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

Enough prestige has been established to infiltrate and cooperate in a more gentle way.

Of course, this prestige was made before...

After all, the truth is still between the guns.

The delivery time is two months later. The reason why it takes so long is not that there are not so many spare parts in the east, but that there are not so many people in the assembly plant in the United States!

There is no way, you can't just increase the number of people for production tasks.

The United States is capitalism, and capitalism must pay attention to labor laws.

Once workers are hired, they cannot be dismissed casually. Not to mention the large amount of compensation for dismissing employees, they may even be sued by the workers in court.

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

You will definitely lose money in the end!

And the job of assembling fighter jets obviously cannot hire temporary workers.

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

Do not protect the capitalists to protect the workers... There is no reason for this.

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.

Of course, the purpose is not to deliver goods, but to urge the Colombian side to crack down on drug dealers and rebels as soon as possible.

They don't fight, how can they show the usefulness of the devil bird.

How can Sean advertise without showing how useful the devil bird is?

Don't advertise, do you have to sell Sean every time!

...

On the east side of Medellin, in a "Naples" manor covering an area of ​​28 square kilometers, Pablo is listening to his subordinates' report.

"The investigation is clear. The person who came to Bogota this time is Sean Rockefeller, the boss of the umbrella."

"He cooperated with Grumman to develop an aircraft." As he said, a stack of documents 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 quite a few planes in his hand.

Of course, the only ones with combat effectiveness are helicopters and a few old-fashioned propeller planes from World War II.

Others are civil aircraft and agricultural aircraft for cargo transportation.

Now Pablo is transporting drugs, some of which are smuggled by mixed cargo, some of which are transported by two small submarines, and a large part of them are transported by plane.

The cargo was dropped on an uninhabited island near Panama, and the entourage then parachuted directly.

In order to increase the brightness of the cargo, the plane did not require the return trip to directly fall into the sea and it was over.

Civilian aircraft, short-range, not much money, and earn back by transporting a little more cargo.

Therefore, Pablo also has a little research on propeller planes, looking at various data in the materials, and combining the statement of the person who was killed in the stronghold before.

Pablo's face gradually became ugly.

This is an aircraft completely designed for them, with low price, strong firepower, simple operation and long combat time.

"Damn it, Sean!"

"Damn umbrella!"

"Do you really think that I, Pablo, are afraid of you!" Pablo slammed the information in his hand to the ground with a grim expression.

Still not relieved, he raised his foot and stepped on the photo fiercely, rolling it back and forth, "Damn it, damn it, damn it..."

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

As a result of Umbrella's series of operations in northern Colombia, the Big Sparrow's street committee organization has expanded infinitely, controlling a large part of the drug import and export channels.

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

Sean's expansion in northern Colombia caused the Colombian navy to retreat, and a large part of its power came to the west coast of Colombia through the Panama Canal.

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

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

However, due to some considerations, Pablo still did not take any countermeasures. After all, he knew that Sean was not targeting him.

He is just affected.

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

As for the umbrella, regardless of the record advertised, Pablo really didn't take it to heart.

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

"Boss, boss, calm down." Gray Bradrick quickly stopped him, but he knew that the boss was angry at the moment, and he didn't want to involve himself, so he said, "Sean's whereabouts are not so easy to check."

"He always takes his own private jet when he goes out. From the crew to the maintenance personnel, his private team, including his family, are under his control. There is nothing we can do about it."

"His car has the same bulletproof standard as the President of the United States, and he values ​​personal safety more than the President of the United States, and he hardly appears in public."

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

"Now, the Umbrella has absorbed a lot of people from the U.S. Diplomatic Security Service, and the security team has become even stronger. If there is no ability to assassinate the President of the United States, it is almost impossible to complete the assassination of Sean."

After Gray Bradrick said this, Pablo also slowly calmed down, and he calmed down instead extinguished the idea of ​​assassinating Sean.

It was too difficult on the one hand, 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 paid the prosecutor up to 100 million U.S. dollars The amount of the reward offered, his body was found on the street 3 days later.

Then, if he really assassinated Sean, Rockefeller would be able to put a reward of 100 million or hundreds of millions on himself no matter whether he succeeded or not.

He couldn't guarantee whether his subordinates would impulsively shoot him that way.

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

so……

Besides, Americans are not easy to mess with.

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?"

"His army is only large in size. Is it true that fighting in the rainforest is the same as fighting in normal times?"

"The U.S. military has nothing to do with me, Pablo. Just rely on a security company formed by retired U.S. military officers and soldiers?"

Pablo snorted coldly, and Gray Bradrick wisely kept silent. Of course, he didn't think that the umbrella could do anything against Pablo's drug cartel.

There was a moment of silence in the room. After a long while, Pablo suddenly said, "I remember that guy named Jeff belongs to Sean?"

As soon as the words came out, Gray Bradrick immediately understood what it meant.

Killing this Jeff can indeed.

First of all, he is Sean's confidant, and he is in charge of the basement forces in South America. Shock those underground forces in the north.

In the end, killing Jeff will make Sean feel bad, and it can also warn Sean severely, letting him know that Pablo is not easy to mess with, he sold the plane and chose the wrong target!

There are many other side benefits, and Jeff is indeed a character.

"Okay boss, I understand." Gray Bradrick nodded, seeing that Pablo turned and walked out without any other orders.

In Colombia, if the Pablo Group wants to kill anyone, as long as it is not the president, others will be easily captured.

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, Pablo's influence 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 go to are actually public." In the dim bar room, a Hispanic man whispered slowly : "There are too many people who know this, and there is no way to investigate who leaked the information."

"In other words, there is no need to disclose it at all, as long as you observe carefully for a month and a half, you will know."

"No one will doubt you!"

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

"So, you will never have a bright future, they only believe in those Americans, and you are not an American, and it is the end of your life if you get to this position." The visitor continued to bewitch: "Are you willing? "

"So what if you are not reconciled, you have nothing to do, even if you kill him."

"I didn't say I wanted to kill people." The visitor said with a smile.

"Well……"

"You think 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." As he spoke, the visitor mentioned the two golf balls next to him. golf 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 made and how much Sean made was theirs, but as long as he promised to provide a little information, the money was his own.

And now this is only half, and the other half will be offered afterwards.

Pablo's reputation has been slowly built up over more than ten years. Everyone knows that if you work for Pablo, you don't have to be afraid of not getting money!

The more I think about it, the more excited I become. The more I think about it, the more I feel that Jeff treats me unfairly. The more I think about it, the more I feel that those Americans can get high positions without making any contribution to the organization.

The money on the ground seems to be the devil, bit by bit it magnifies the complaints in his heart infinitely, magnifies...

Regardless of whether he justified himself or not, he finally bent down and, without saying a word, picked up stacks of Franklins and stuffed them back into his golf bag.

I don't know if it was stuffed too eagerly and it was not arranged properly. There were still hundreds of thousands left on the ground and he was sweating profusely.

Pablo's people didn't help, they just sat there with their legs crossed and smoked marijuana, the corners of their mouths were raised, and they squinted and looked down at each other.

What a tight organization... Heh, it's like a joke, there is no organization in this world that cannot be broken by dollars!

The zipper of the golf bag was about to break, so I struggled to put the two bags on my back, opened the door and walked out...