The Strongest Arms Dealer

Cherkovo shivered, urgent to urinate, went to the bathroom, and washed his face.

He originally wanted to convene a meeting of the high-level members of the branch, but he felt that this was too intimidating, the enemy was in the dark, and maybe some of the high-level people were bribed, and now all he can do is investigate, without talking nonsense, he doesn't want to While sleeping on the bed, someone collapsed.

Sitting on the sofa, everyone was smoking a cigarette.

After thinking carefully for a moment, he made a phone call.

"I ordered! The first group of Secret Service, the third group gather, and the second group stand by."

"Yes!"

In Ermaozi’s territory, the Savior also has a security department with a staff of 90 people. They claim to be “security guards” and are equipped with pistols, swing sticks, bulletproof vests and assault rifles. Most of them are recruited from the Somali headquarters. There is no conflict of interest with the local area, and it is guaranteed that this armed force is in its own hands.

The man in charge of this team is also the old man of the savior, nicknamed "The Shield", Felix Millais, a retired officer of the French Foreign Legion. He once studied at the Israeli Special Warfare Academy. Take over the position of Mister.

Kyiv.

St. Andrew's Street, which is known as the "heart" of the city.

During World War II, more than 20 military industrial enterprises were born here, including the well-known Yangli Design Bureau, Yakovlev Design Bureau, etc. Later, due to the adjustment of strategic areas, this place was much deserted.

But there are still several military factories standing here, all of which are 60 to 70 years old. They are used for processing and assembling armed helicopters. The follow-up development of Cherkovso is to build this place into an industrial park. At least 1,000 more job opportunities will be added in time. In addition to here, it is also planned to establish tank assembly industrial parks, firearms research and development institutes, and missile production bases in Vinnytsia, Odessa and other places.

As for the title, it was carried by a tall man.

Profit is the common pursuit of all greedy people. As for whether he is a greedy person, you only need to see if he breathes.

"Didi, please come in."

You need to clock in to enter the parts workshop. The mechanical sound is inhumane, just like the weapons in it, inhumane!

Mikoyan Birgai was wearing a mask and overalls. He had deep eyes. When he entered the workshop, people kept saying hello to him.

He graduated from Moscow State University with a doctorate in aerodynamics. Before Maozi fell to the ground, he worked as a senior engineer in the famous Mikoyan Design Bureau, but his income at that time was very miserable. He also thought about going to Europe. But Europe's blockade of bears has reached its peak, and he might die if he goes there.

After the downfall later, he thought life had started anew.

But a series of changes, his daughter's leukemia, his father's lung cancer, etc. made him stop again. At this time, the savior company threw an olive branch to him, with an annual salary of 80,000 US dollars, plus dividends and rewards, about There are about 200,000 U.S. dollars, which is already a huge amount of income, and it greatly solves Mikoyan Bilge's urgent needs.

Moreover, I heard that Cherkovso also plans to arrange for him to enter the decision-making level of the branch as the technical director, and also plans to send him out to continue his studies. It can be said that when he is close to forty years old, he is finally about to get up .

Mikoyan Birgai nodded slightly when he heard the greeting from the side. After walking around the workshop, he returned to the office. As soon as the front foot entered, the back foot followed a person who closed the door with his backhand. The sound was startling. He jumped at the former, and after recovering quickly, he saw the other's face.

A slightly dark-looking Asian, wearing work clothes, the name on the chest is written: "He Guming!" There is also a line of English saying, second-level engineer, this is also a capable person, he is Vietnamese, in the 1980s In the early days, I went to the Soviet Union and wanted to make money. At first, I worked as a black worker. Later, I met Ivan Mikoyan at the hotel where I was working. This was one of the designers of the MiG-29, and he was also the chief of the MiG Design Bureau Nephew of founder Artyom Mikoyan.

He Guming's cleverness and eagerness to learn have won his favor, so he recruited him as an apprentice very unusually.

The following things, maybe God destined He Guming to eat this bowl of rice, his talent was released, and he became more and more famous in the industry.

"What are you doing here?"

Mikoyan Bilge's eyes flashed a little flustered, and he asked quickly, "Don't you know it's working time?"

He Guming cracked a smile on his face, "Of course I know, supervisor, it's just... I'm here to pay you." As he said, he put a check from his pocket on the table, and Mikoyan Bilge glanced at it , frowning, "Didn't you say one hundred thousand dollars? Why only fifty thousand? Are you saying that it doesn't count?"

"Don't worry, sir." He Guming spread his hands, "We are the most trustworthy in our work, and there is no problem with fifty thousand, but we hope that sir will do us another favor. After the matter is over, we are willing to give you this Time, three hundred and fifty thousand dollars."

Mikoyan Bilge's breathing tightened, but he quickly shook his head and refused, speaking righteously.

"Impossible! I won't help you again, you make me feel sick like this, you are tarnishing my professional ethics."

"But you have been defiled." He Guming said with a smile, and tapped the check on the table with his fingers, "Your conscience has long been covered by dollars, and you don't want to do it now? Do you think that if Cherkovsok finds out, You planted a self-destruct device in a batch of doe, what's he going to do with you? And your family?"

These words directly touched Mikoyan Bilge's weakness.

Only his family is his weakness.

He shut his mouth immediately, he understood that if this matter about him was found out, Cherkovso would definitely kill him!

Without hesitation.

Mikoyan Bilge was afraid, he was not a naive idiot, since all the pirates were on board, why would he have any reason to get off? Moreover, will He Guming and the others let him disembark?

There is no way out.

He squeezed his fist hard, "What do you want me to do?"

He Guming narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Sir, please don't worry, this matter is very simple for you. We only need the data and sales records of the female deer, and put something on it. This is for you , it's very simple."

"what?"

"Infrared tracker, this is trivial to you."

This may not seem like a problem at first glance, but it is a serious problem.

During the Cold War, Yingjiang and Maoxiong thought about researching weapons that could track aircraft, similar to tracking missiles~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but tracking missiles have many restrictions, it is a missile that uses infrared or heat sources, and radar , laser, gps, the technical requirements are very high, and it is difficult for ordinary forces to achieve, and the so-called spear has a shield, which can be avoided to a certain extent.

Install a tracker on the plane, and through technical means, the plane can be displayed anywhere, and its purpose and status can be clearly seen. This means is more used for follow-up tracking.

"What do you need to install this for?" Mikoyan Bilge asked.

"You don't need to worry about this. You just need to be responsible for getting the money. Isn't it up to you in this workshop? Many people have relationships with you. Don't worry, the money will definitely be given to you after the matter is over."

Mikoyan Bilge pursed his lips, pondered for a while, and changed the subject, "Then may I ask, who do you serve?"

He Guming rolled his eyes, then became serious.

"For peace and justice!"

Really Nima can talk...