The Strongest Arms Dealer

2,000 people are fighting against 6,000 people, which is extremely rare in modern warfare.

When the NATO ground forces arrived, Sabha had changed his surname again, but there were still sporadic battles in the city, and the proud, complacent, and fanatical Libyan believers were still fighting back, but these were like a fight between trapped animals.

For such a person, Tommy's orders were firm.

"If they don't surrender, send them to God with cannonballs!" said Tommy, pointing his finger at the table.

"Lieutenant Colonel, Libya believes in Z Lord." The staff officer said from the side.

Tommy glanced at this guy with no eyesight, snorted, and said arrogantly, "If they want to get Sabha back now, unless their Lord Z comes in person with a body armor."

Solve the battle within 2 hours!

This will undoubtedly put a strong mark on his resume. If possible, he will be named a general after he returns. There is a lack of high-level officials in the Somali army, especially those who "close" to Mr. Nicholas. The back door, Cui Bo also told him, perform well and have a bright future.

He looked crazy, but he was calmer than anyone else. After the battle, he discussed with his staff how to control important areas, and the NATO ground forces didn't care about them at all, and they continued to move towards Tripoli.

"Where's Morton?" Tommy asked.

He knew that several people were stuffed into this army, some of them with different identities, all of them came for gold plating, including the second son of former President Ocasie.

Originally, these people were assigned to the logistics or staff department, but Moulton refused and insisted on going to the front line. Tommy put him in a slightly safer company, and he was not a particularly elite group of people, because The more elite people die faster.

Hearing Tommy's question, the faces of the staff officers became particularly exciting. After looking at each other, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel also noticed something was wrong, and asked in surprise, "He won't die, right?"

"That's not true." The staff officer shook his head, "He is the one on the list of meritorious service reported by the 4th company, applying for second-class meritorious service."

The merits of the Somali army are similar to those of rabbits. Third-class merit, second-class merit, first-class merit, and special merit. Compared with medals, second-class merit needs to be reported repeatedly and then approved by superiors. Ordinary people really cannot get it.

Tommy was taken aback, and became interested, sitting on the ammunition box in the headquarters, "What did he do?"

"He killed 17 enemies by himself, occupied three houses, and ran faster than anyone else. He was the first to rush into the downtown building in their company."

Tommy was also surprised by Moulton's record. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Second-class merit? That's not acceptable. I'll apply to the Ministry of National Defense for special merit." Pointing to one of the envious staff officers, he said, "This Report back the results of the second battle and the performance of Shen Gong, and ask for instructions on the next step."

"Yes!"

…

"Zizizi~"

"NATO announced that they could take Tripoli within a month."

"According to the Somali News Agency report: The Libyan reactionary armed forces believe that Hannibal's news has completely abandoned the sect's obedience. They are desecrating the sanctity of the people. They should leave the official residence immediately. Armed forces gathered in the Buyanai Desert in **, announcing an attack on the government forces."

"Somali People's Association: Somali troops have captured Sabha. This is a great victory. Long live Mogadishu! Long live Nicholas Tang!"

…

Newspapers and radio broadcasts are everywhere in Mogadishu. Of course, some words, mixed in, represent political leanings.

But I have to say that winning always makes people happy.

The streets are full of cheering crowds, and some bars and shopping malls also use this trend to give themselves discounts to stimulate economic consumption.

Somalis, who have been suppressed for a long time, are having a carnival!

This is also the reason why I would rather see someone else's family have no food than my own dog eating shit. Each family sweeps the snow in front of the door, who cares about the frost on other people's tiles?

More and more people gathered in the central square, and some people raised the head of Tang Dao and the Somali flag and cheered loudly.

The country is stepping into the words of Tang Dao's campaign saying, "The chief's office will not allow a rocket to fall on a residential area!"

At this moment, at a certain window, Tang Dao looked at the scene in front of him calmly, but Hester, who was behind him, could see the boss's body trembling slightly. Fame and fortune are very addictive.

Why do those famous tyrants in Africa want others to call themselves "gods"? Because vanity can really make people burst!

"The central square needs a sculpture." Tang Dao said suddenly. Hearst was stunned and understood instantly, and then said with a smile, "Yes, I want to put Mr. President's sculpture best. Somalia was also created by you alone."

The higher Hearst sat, the more humble he became!

When I was with Tang Dao in the past, I could still joke a little bit, but now I am meticulous, and I always do things with a single eye. Sometimes I would rather not have any credit or make mistakes. Now that I am in his status, I can’t get on. It's fine, if you stretch your hand to a place that shouldn't be stretched...

The Sahara Desert may be his own burial place.

Don't believe Tang Dao can be so ruthless?

This world is man-eating!

For someone Tang, who can't die? Hearst has already seen clearly that the other party is an extremely selfish lunatic, but it is this kind of character that may have made his world.

This flattery was very good, Tang Dao flashed a smile on his face, and nodded, "Then you can handle this matter."

Hearst bowed slightly.

"Is there anything else?" Tang Dao sat in his seat, motioned the other party to sit down first, and said slowly, he lit a cigarette and held it in his hand.

"GDP for the first and second quarters has come out, a total of 131.561 billion new shillings (11.278 billion U.S. dollars) than Ocassie in the same period has increased by 200%! Among them, export crops and resources are the bulk. According to the current international situation, the next It is expected to break through 20 billion U.S. dollars in half a year.”

In less than a year, the abrupt gdp has risen by about 3 times.

The main reason is that Somalia is rich in domestic resources. An oil mine has been found near Swaziland with a reserve of about 1 billion tons. In addition to this, a large number of coal mines, iron ores and various rare ores have been discovered. R&D and practical value.

The second is the military industry. The state-owned enterprise that the Savior Company cooperates with Somalia has a sales volume of 1.1 billion US dollars in the first half of the year, and the orders have already been scheduled for next year.

"Take out 14 billion new shillings from it to continue to add education funds and medical systems, and strive to create a first-class university in North Africa or even Africa!" Tang Dao put the cigarette that had ignited in half on the ashtray.

In fact, if every country wants to have a future, it must pay attention to education. Like the rabbit family, no matter how poor it is, education cannot be poor. No matter how poor a university is, it has hundreds of millions of investment a year, even more billions, tens of billions.

Money is not everything, but without money is absolutely impossible.

Tang Dao hopes to cultivate more talents. This country needs more people to build.

Of course, the army ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is the only authority!

No provocation.

"Another 2 billion will be allocated to encourage self-employment and exempt small businesses from taxation for two years. These policies must be implemented in place. After the Libyan war is over, we will need a longer period of development."

Adding up all of Mogadishu, only a thousand business licenses have been sent out so far. This is simply too small for the population base, but many people actually have no capital. You have to say, who doesn’t want to be a boss?

Even if there is only one person in this shop, it is still a company.

Only by promoting the real economy can the country's grassroots economy be built well, and the site is not secure, it's all nonsense.

When the time comes, Somalia will open an exchange. If it is not stable, it will easily collapse.

Hearst wrote these down in the notebook he carried with him.

There are many secrets recorded on it, but relatively speaking, it is definitely safer than a computer. No hacker can read secrets from a person's brain. @B