The Strongest Arms Dealer

Tang Dao is very "indulging" and "trusting" Mark Lee. This little angel and other confidantes can feel it. He is the talker of the internal discipline inspection department of the first person company.

How long has he been with the company? I'm afraid it's only a little more than a year if you're full and full of calculations, and Boss Tang can only talk about it. Otherwise, according to seniority, do you want to get into this position? Think beautifully.

Moreover, the rights of the branch in Chechnya were handed over to the other party. At present, the savior company has four branches in Somalia, Zaire, Kyiv and the border areas in Africa. Mark Lee suddenly became a feudal official. The salary has become a bonus, which is a step up to the sky.

Originally, he was still a car wash boy.

Sure enough, life is too mysterious to talk about.

"Don't worry about Gao Luyuan, the orders from the Chechens are enough for the current business volume of the frontier branch company this year. Also, this time the incident made Mao Zi very embarrassed. Be careful that they use some small means, and the intelligence agencies try to keep their eyes on Be on the lookout, Dudayev is still our honorable VIP buyer." Tang Dao still cared about the safety of this Uncle Du, and he would definitely assassinate him if he died like this.

Do you think that if you come later, why are the Chechens so honest in the hands of Boss Pu?

Later, Dudayev was killed by an air strike at a fixed point, and anyone who dared to jump in the future died outrageously. If he took his bodyguards to buy a bottle of water, he would be killed.

The heart of playing bombs is black.

If something happened to Dudayev, the branch in the border area would not have any benefits in essence, so what is the need for its existence?

"I understand, but the number of Americans in the border area has suddenly increased recently." Mark Lee said.

"Don't worry about them, no one can stop us from making money, whoever talks more nonsense in the border area, you can solve it yourself, and I will stand behind you."

I spent so much money to bring down the Rifle Association. There are people behind you, can they have as much influence as me?

Hearing that the boss was so determined, Mark Li felt relieved, and after talking to Tang Dao a few more times, he ended the call, looked at the deputy with a relaxed face, and said with a smile, "The boss agrees with our plan, but it will take some time , what we have to do now is to ensure the safety of Dudayev, and let our people keep an eye on him, he has a dark heart."

"Will they use other methods?" After the deputy asked, he felt that this question was rather stupid. This would definitely kill Dudayev, so find a way to kill him!

The deputy smiled and nodded, "Understood."

…

Yasenyevo district!

Primakov was smoking a cigarette with a serious face. He had just come out of the presidential office, and Yeltsin had sprayed him for several minutes, which made the first head of Russia's Federal Foreign Intelligence Service very ugly.

Ask them to carry out a retaliatory assassination of Dudayev, even if not to kill him, but also to kill his wife.

The Federal Foreign Intelligence Agency still inherits the tradition of the KGB, killing not only one person, but also your whole family. However, because of the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the KGB closed more than 30 overseas liaison stations and lost a large number of elite agents. Now you want to talk about the four major intelligence agencies Institutions, the current Federal Foreign Intelligence Service may not be competent.

Let me tell you here, most of the agents who left were gathered by Tang Dao, and the minimum annual salary started at $100,000. Who wants to come back here and be squeezed out?

Those people are silently dedicating to the savior company.

Primakov is a talented person. He graduated from Moscow Oriental University and graduated from Moscow State University as a graduate student in 1956. He is a Ph.D. in economics and has many times of experience in the Middle East. Let’s put it this way, this is a treacherous old fox.

He has already calculated a lot of assassination methods in his mind, such as poisoning, assassination, or direct bombing. He is too old and can't stand it. He pressed the red phone on the table and asked the secretary to notify everyone to come in. He planned to brainstorm .

Primakov had already worked in the intelligence department before the disintegration of the Soviet Union. This prestige is still full. If this order continues, the people below will be in place soon. The titles are only the leaders of several departments. The inside was suddenly surrounded by smoke, and it started to swallow clouds.

"Gentlemen, Mr. President is very displeased with Dudayev's performance in the Chechen war. He thinks it is a bottomless insult to us. He demands that we get rid of him immediately!" Primakov Seriously speaking, looking at the people sitting here, these are all people who have had first-line experience.

Primakov crossed his hands, glanced coldly at everyone, his emotions began to be depressed, and the atmosphere became low. At this moment, someone said softly, "We can get his satellite phone, get his address, and lock him. Then airstrike, blow him up!"

The voice was very abrupt. Everyone looked at the speaker. He was sitting in the back. It was a middle-aged man. Primakov frowned. He couldn't remember who it was. The other party seemed to be a newcomer. , he raised a finger, "uh..."

"Trubnikov".

The man hurriedly introduced himself, "Vyacheslav Ivanovich Trubnikov."

This name is really long enough, but for the former Soviets, it should be considered short. Moreover, if you know the list of previous directors of the Federal Foreign Intelligence Service, you will know that this is Primakov's next successor.

Primakov nodded with a mild expression, "Trubnikov, explain your thoughts in detail again."

Trubnikov took a deep breath. He was transferred in because of his excellent performance. He had not been here for a long time, and the main responsibility was not deep, but he just got a title, and he was pulled over. Encouraged by the media, I hurriedly explained the plan again, and emphasized that it is very simple, and the information department is fully capable of this.

"We just need to ask the middleman to call him, and then the early warning aircraft can lock him. As long as it takes more than two minutes, our fighter jets can reach the destination, and then... blow him up!"

"But, where is the middleman?" An inappropriate question was asked, which made Trubnikov startled, and subconsciously looked at Primakov, who was thinking, "Who is Dudayev talking to?" The most contacts? Don’t tell me, there is no record.”

"According to our information, Dudayev has the most frequent contact with an arms company's agent in the border region~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Moreover, that agent has sponsored weapons to Chechnya." Someone said.

"Damn it, I know which one it is, and it's the savior company again?" Primakov interrupted the report of his subordinates. How could they not know about this company? Too familiar, many former colleagues work there, and they often come to poach people, the method is very simple and rude, directly throwing money at people, if you are willing to sign a 10-year long-term contract, directly give 500,000 to 1 million US dollars If Primakov hadn't forced down the signing fee, I am afraid that half of the people sitting here would have gone.

But when he talked about it with Yeltsin, the other party told him not to worry about it. Primakov immediately understood that in this game, they had a team, and he was just a small player. There are some things that he has no right to know, only the director of the FBI who is standing by his side is entitled.

"We can let them act as middlemen, as long as we contact them." The subordinate who was interrupted said softly.

Is this a calculating savior company?

Primakov was deep in thought.

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