From arms dealer to king of war

Qiao Jia was right to move to the base!

Not only were there too many friends who came, but the most important thing was that Charlene found a team of obstetrics and gynecology experts from Monaco and even airlifted a huge assembled delivery room.

This is not a simple house belonging to the tycoon Zhu. It is made of some kind of synthetic material.

With an area of ​​more than 60 square meters, there is a delivery room and a sterile room.

Three doctors and two nurses were on standby near the delivery room from the moment they got off the plane.

Don't tell me, whether it's because of Charlene's face or money-making ability, these experts behave very much in line with Boss Qiao's wishes.

The entire Sangha Town has fallen into a strange atmosphere in the past few days. It seems that everyone is suppressing their emotions. Not only are there fewer smiles when walking on the road, but the voices are deliberately lowered when speaking.

Aunt Zhao, a retail tycoon in Sangha Town, watched her employees complete a set of encouraging exercises on the road at 7 o'clock in the morning...

Originally, according to her habit, the next half hour was a fixed time for blood injection.

But today, after the employees finished their last action, Aunt Zhao waved her hand for them to go to work quickly, and then dragged her fat body to the door of the disabled guard's house.

She didn't dare to disturb the people on duty, so she stuck her head into the house and shouted to a few disabled guards guarding the radio: "Is there any news?"

A black guard with a missing hand shook his head and said: "There is news from the base. The boss lady entered the delivery room at four o'clock in the morning, but there is no news yet."

Aunt Zhao pouted her thick lips and muttered a few words, then walked into the smelly soldiers' dormitory, poured herself a glass of water and drank it in one gulp, then said: "I said the boss lady is a bit too thin, what's the matter? manage……"

The disabled guard with one hand did not like Aunt Zhao, a capitalist, and said with disgust: "We can call the boss lady, but you can't!

Go quickly, we will notify you if there is news! "

Aunt Zhao glared at one hand and said, "Why can't I do it?

I was personally invited here from Yamako by the boss. In terms of the time I have known the boss, I am much earlier than you guys. "

As she spoke, Aunt Zhao walked to the dining table where the guards gathered, pushed a handsome one-eyed guard on the shoulder, and said: "Enku, help me ask about the situation...

The prince of Sangha Town is about to be born, and I am planning to hold a big event, so the products will be discounted in half.

Then you all come and take a look, and buy something for yourself, at least a few more clothes..."

Enku said without looking back: "I don't want it. Our daily necessities and uniforms are issued by the company, which is enough!"

Aunt Zhao was choked and said, "Do you want the phone?"

"No, the ones issued by the company are very useful!"

Aunt Zhao looked at this guy's desperate look and said angrily: "Then do you want a wife?

I have a niece who comes to me. She is pretty and can cook.

You have a quota for welfare housing, and you can apply for a good house if you marry a wife.

Don’t you want to settle down in Sangha Town? "

Nku looked at Aunt Zhao coldly and said, "I don't want it!"

Aunt Zhao asked curiously: "Don't you want a wife, or don't you want a house?"

Enku said decisively: “No, I’ll be fine living here!

I am very busy at work every day and have no time to think about my wife! "

Aunt Zhao lamented and said: "Now the price of a house in Sangha Town has increased to 20,000 yuan. You can get the house for free as long as you nod. What else do you have to hesitate?

Are you going to stand guard here all your life? "

Enku shook his head slightly and said: "Wherever the boss settles, I will stand guard.

There are too many novices in P·B now, and they don’t understand the rules. The boss needs people like us! "

Aunt Zhao was stunned by Enku's stubbornness, and said angrily: "Then you will stay on duty for the rest of your life. You deserve to be unable to find a woman!"

Enku said nonchalantly: "When I die, the company will take care of me. I don't need a woman to take care of me."

Aunt Zhao, the retail giant, was choked and her nose was about to smoke, but facing the determination projected by Enku's one eye, she finally said helplessly: "You are determined that the boss will not drive you away.

It's the boss's job to find you a wife. He wants you to live a normal life.

You just have shortcomings and are not useless, so why don't you find a wife? "

After hearing this, Enku looked at the people around him, and then said nonchalantly: "I don't know about the others, but I don't need them, I just like to stand guard.

If the boss wants to drive us away, I will leave with just one word from him! "

Aunt Zhao looked at Enku with a serious expression, and she suddenly felt that her skills were still a little behind compared to her boss.

The young people she trains generally work for less than three years. If they have some savings, they will leave her to develop elsewhere, and most of them work in similar industries.

But most of the people in P·B are loyal and stubborn!

Some of them who really couldn't hold a gun went to the grassroots level of Sangha Town, but guys like Enku and others who could run and jump, and whose brains were made of stone, just stayed here and refused to go anywhere.

Aunt Zhao doesn't quite understand their thoughts, but that doesn't stop her from admiring these guys.

These are the direct soldiers of Boss P.B. They are the standard middle class in Central Africa. Any girl who finds them will enjoy happiness. As a result...

Facing a group of incompetent guys, Aunt Zhao rested her hands on her hips for a while. Just when she was about to speak, she heard the sound of cannons in the distance...

Then a noisy sound came from the radio...

"Our prince is born..."

The sound of the radio is not loud, but it is like magic...

Many people in Sangha Town took to the streets...

First, the hilltop manor fired fireworks into the sky.

The fireworks in broad daylight are not gorgeous, but the loud noise they make when they explode in the air...

Then, probably because the news was confirmed, cheers erupted wherever there were people in the huge Sangha Town.

The black guys put down their work and took to the streets...

Some people are sincerely celebrating, while others are led to join the celebration.

Seeing that the teacher in the school couldn't control it anymore, he simply opened the school door and let all the children out, and then he also joined the celebration.

Old Kaman understands Afika!

From the moment the prince was born, P·B soldiers appeared at every intersection in Sangha Town.

Although they carried weapons on their backs, their mission this time was not to kill anything, but to mix the joy of the P·B family with a large amount of candies and distribute them out, while maintaining order and preventing anyone from getting too excited and doing stupid things.

Singing and dancing began in the more lively areas. Some black guys couldn't help but take a few sips early in the morning, and then the scene began to develop in a fanatical direction.

Because of the birth of a child, Sangha Town suspended work and school.

You must know that this situation did not occur when the Zika virus was at its worst.

Just when Aunt Zhao wanted to go back and take charge of the overall situation, and wanted to take advantage of this traffic peak to make a lot of money, a large number of black people wearing mining work clothes appeared around.

These are all jungle dwellers. They migrated from the jungle to Sangha Town for various reasons, and then were taken in by Boss Qiao. Then they started to have their own jobs, houses, savings...

They no longer have to worry about not having enough to eat, nor do they have to worry about their children being sick but unable to do anything about it. They have something that has never appeared in their most wonderful dreams...

These people behaved differently from the locals in Sangha Town. The miners, whose original smell had not completely faded away, walked to the bottom of the hillside singing songs that even the locals could not understand.

They did not offend the disabled soldiers who prevented them from going up the mountain. Instead, they knelt on the ground with pious movements, kissed the ground, and let out a burst of cheers...

At this time, some people who had been crowding in the middle of the team walked to an open space with several sheep. Then some people began to kill the sheep and others started to collect firewood and boil water.

The disabled soldiers didn't know what these workers wanted to do. After asking about it, they realized that these people were going to have a day of carnival at the foot of the mountain to celebrate the birth of the prince of Sangha Town...

The same thing happens repeatedly in factories around Sangha Town...

The leaders of those tribes rushed to the base to congratulate them. The remaining workers took the initiative to give themselves a holiday, and then started a carnival...

A tribe leader who knows how to behave will leave enough food and drink for his workers.

The boss who doesn’t know how to behave will probably face a wave of resignations afterwards.

Just when everyone thought that the day would pass in a cheerful atmosphere, fighter jets took off one after another in the direction of the P·B base...

An F-14 took the lead, followed by 2 Su-27s, 2 Su-25s, 4 F-16s...

Nine fighter jets were in the shape of arrows, hovering in the sky with colorful smoke to announce the good news, and then flew to the north.

There is also Ndele and the diamond town of Nola. These fighter jets want to spread the joy of Sangha Town to further places.

Everyone is happy...

But Boss Qiao was staying by Nice's side at this time, holding her hand tightly...

The factory was in a mess. Qiao Jia looked at Nice's closed eyes and white lips. He lowered his head and kissed Nice on the head and said, "Thank you for your hard work!"

Because the birth didn't go well, the long period of pain drained Nice of her energy.

Hearing Qiao Jia's voice, Nice opened his eyes slightly, and suddenly looked at Qiao Jia a little aggrievedly, and said: "The child is so ugly..."

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "Newborn babies are like that, it will be better if they are washed..."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia turned around and walked to the door of the sterile room. After asking for the nurse's permission, he walked in and carefully brought a crumpled baby to Niss's side, and said: "Look, our son How handsome..."

Ness turned his head and looked at the little life that emerged from his belly...

The baby, who had been cleaned once, had a bunch of brown fluff on his head, was wrinkled all over, had bulging eyeballs, a small nose, and a small mouth that kept twitching.

Nice couldn't figure out what this little thing had to do with the word 'handsome'...

It wasn't until she found something in common between the noses and mouths of the little guy and Boss Joe that she sighed with satisfaction...

"Have you thought of a name yet?"

After hearing this, Qiao Jia nodded slightly and said, "Think about it...

I want to call him Joe Eagle, or we call him Eagle.

I hope our son can fly in the sky like an eagle...

I hope he can travel lightly, take the road we have not traveled, see the scenery we have not seen, and feel the life we ​​have not experienced..."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia held Nice’s hand and said, “We still need to work hard to make Sangha Town better.

I hope my son will grow up in a place with happiness and hope!

The more we do, the better this place will be..."

Nice looked into Qiao Jia's bright eyes. She nodded meekly and said, "You are always right..."

Qiao Jia stretched his face to the pillow, squeezed the little eagle in the middle with Nice, then raised his phone to take a selfie, and said with a smile: "I can't always be right!

But I have a bunch of guys who will support me even if I make mistakes, so I will succeed!

Nice, we are definitely not a perfect couple and I didn’t even give you a wedding…

Get well soon, the Zika virus in Sangha Town has not completely subsided, so we will go to Brazil to live for a while.

Don't you want to see the God who looks down on the slums and does nothing?

Let’s go take a look…”

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That’s all for today…

I wrote a lot of content, I wrote and deleted, and I deleted and wrote again.

In the end, I decided to take it slow. The story has entered the middle stage. Jackal and P·B have reached a crossroads.

If I continue to move forward, I will face a higher-risk game. I need to wait for two days to clear my head.

I needed to change my perspective and show the Jackal's story from the mainstream world as much as possible.

This requires checking a lot of information to complete my outline.

I have some bad habits. I don’t recognize many words in the outline I wrote with pen. It’s quite difficult to restore the outline I organized more than half a year ago.

The update has been delayed for two days, and I will update it for you when it is sorted out!

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