The Kingdom of Colin is not as wealthy as other Gulf countries, and its military strength is relatively backward. After Said came to power, he reorganized his army and prioritized the development of his air force. Due to the stalemate with the Americans, he could not buy the F16, a first-generation miracle machine, and he did not want to be defeated by Russia.
People were slaughtered, so I bought a batch of cheap Shanying attack aircraft from the Chinese. This kind of aircraft was originally an advanced jet training aircraft, but it is also very effective for ground attack, especially when used against enemies with little air defense capability.
The guerrillas are simply killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.
The guerrillas were even worse equipped. They only had pickup trucks and heavy machine guns and mortars, so they couldn't afford to use expensive ground-attack missiles. The government's attack planes used conventional bombs and rocket nests to bomb the camps. It should have been fine, but it never happened.
Unexpectedly, the mantis stalked the cicada while the oriole followed behind.
The camp was well prepared. When the fighter jets dived and pulled up, the anti-aircraft missiles lying nearby were launched. Several well-trained white soldiers carried Hongying No. 5 as the plane rushed away and pulled the trigger. Three missiles roared out.
, flew towards the tail of the jet.
The mountain eagle exploded in the air and turned into a huge fireball.
The two attack planes following behind realized something was wrong, hurriedly pulled up and quickly left the battlefield.
Liu Handong lay in the sand, breaking out in a cold sweat. It was not because he was afraid, but because he did not expect that the guerrillas' intelligence was so accurate that they could lay an ambush in the camp and kill an airplane.
No matter how expensive the missile is, it only costs tens of thousands of dollars, while an aircraft, even the cheapest aircraft, costs millions of dollars. In this battle, the government forces suffered a huge loss.
The losses suffered by the guerrillas were not small. Several logistics personnel used as baits were killed by machine guns. The tents were spattered with blood, and the dead were all Chinese.
The corpses were carried out and lined up. The 23mm machine gun shells were so powerful that their limbs were shattered and they were no longer human. These people came from Henan, Anhui, Fujian and Guangdong. They were all desperate Chinese.
I was reduced to this just to make a living, but died unjustly in the desert of a foreign country.
Zhu Xiaoqiang was not dead. He was busy carrying the body, digging a hole, and burying it. His face was expressionless, as if he was used to life and death.
A white mercenary wearing an Arab kerchief came over, pointed at Liu Handong and said, "Don't just stand there."
Liu Handong hooked his hand and asked him to come over.
The white man wore sunglasses and couldn't see his expression clearly. He stared at him for a few seconds and realized that he had recognized the wrong person, but he still walked over and put his hand with tactical gloves on the holster of his gun.
"These people didn't have to die," Liu Handong said.
"This is war, you know? There are drones and infrared detectors in the sky, which can see anything with temperature." The white man explained.
Liu Handong was speechless. This kind of rhetoric simply did not take human life seriously. He spat and cursed.
The mercenary put his hands to his ears and asked arrogantly: "What did you say?"
"I said, fuck you!" Liu Handong glared at him.
The mercenary put down the automatic rifle on his back and got into a boxing stance. People around him noticed that there was a lot of fun and gathered around him in twos and threes.
Liu Handong turned around and left.
The mercenary took three steps at a time to catch up and reached out to grab Liu Handong's shoulder.
Liu Handong turned around to accumulate strength. When he heard the movement behind him, he twisted his waist and whipped his leg towards him. The mercenary reacted very quickly and reached out to block. However, he was kicked back a few steps. He stepped forward again and the two of them fought.
They formed a group, and soon Liu Handong gained the upper hand by virtue of his technical superiority. He rode on the mercenary and punched him until his mouth and nose were bleeding.
No one stopped him, and they could only watch with cold eyes, because Liu Handong's four bodyguards were watching him eagerly, and the mercenaries also recognized that this Asian was an arms dealer who supplied them. He had a good background and did not dare to provoke him.
Liu Handong beat that ignorant guy into shock, then stood up, wiped the blood on his hands, turned around and left.
…
A Mountain Eagle attack aircraft was shot down while performing a combat mission, and the pilot died. It was a huge loss for the small Colin Air Force. His Majesty Said was heartbroken after receiving the battle report. He did not feel sorry for the aircraft, but
Pilots are a rare resource. It takes several years to train a pilot who can fly a fighter jet, and one of them will die less.
Said made new requests for assistance from China, including armed helicopters, J-10 fighter jets, and air force instructors and consultants, preferably those who could directly participate in the battle.
Austria, Vienna, OPEC headquarters, oil ministers of oil-producing countries are meeting here to discuss new oil production quotas. The massive production of U.S. shale oil and gas and the slowdown in world economic growth are long-term negative for oil countries. Rich and powerful owners like Saudi Arabia
While the country can maintain itself by relying on quotas, a small country like Colin that has no say will face huge losses.
Colin, the Minister of Petroleum, is a close confidant of Said. He met with ministers and princes from Saudi Arabia, the United Arab Emirates and other countries, and he was busy meeting with representatives of Exxon Mobil and U.S. diplomats under the mediation of a Saudi prince.
Officials held secret negotiations.
Of course, all this is done behind China's back.
…
Dubai, Palm Island Villa, after days of hard work, Zheng Jiayi finally achieved fruitful results. She listed Feng Yong's secret financial transactions and his fixed assets on a list.
This long list was placed on Liu Handong's desk and he was dumbfounded.
"Feng Yong is so rich!"
"Not only him, but also the Audio-Technica Group has shares." Zheng Jiayi said, "Their means of grabbing wealth is very simple, that is, power and conspiracy. Take Qingshi High-Tech as an example. It is a typical form of robbery, forcibly taking over a private enterprise.
In the eyes of Omi people, Qingshi High-tech is a serious state-owned enterprise. In fact, the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission only holds a minority share, and the majority is owned by the Iron Triangle in the Cayman Islands.
Registered offshore company.”
In addition to Qingshi High-tech, the list also includes a coal mine in Shanxi, a rare earth mine in Inner Mongolia, a piece of land in Jinqiao, Pudong, Shanghai, a real estate company in Dalian, and the famous charity foundation, Fei Foundation.
"Fei Fund is their money laundering tool." Zheng Jiayi pointed out unceremoniously.
"I will reveal these truths sooner or later." Liu Handong suddenly pointed at a string of numbers on the list and asked, "What do you mean? Feng Yong has recently bought a lot of stocks in this company."
Zheng Jiayi said: "I have also noticed that Norman Petroleum Company is a shell company established in 1967 with no operating income at all. The stock price is extremely low, only five cents per share, and no one has cared about it for a long time. Feng
If you want to make a big purchase, this is a sign that you are going to make a deal."
Liu Handong held his chin in his hand and thought: "I have a gut feeling that there must be a conspiracy here. Didn't you say that Zhang Bangxian is from the Xu family?"
Zheng Jia, a very smart person, said clearly: "Yes, oil, they want to make a fuss about oil. Feng Yong has no real ability. If he leaves power, he will not be able to do anything. Norman Oil Company is
The leech they used to suck the blood of Zhongyanhuang, I guess there will be big changes in Colin's next step."
Liu Handong said: "When they buy stocks, they just want to go long or short. Norman Company is just a vest, and the target is still Zhongyanhuang. But with such a big market like Zhongyanhuang, can they play well?"
Zheng Jiayi sneered: "It's not that complicated. I think Fatty Feng's plan is like this. Through connections, Norman Company will get several projects in Colin, and then Zhongyanhuang will acquire Norman at a sky-high price, and the country's money will be transferred
It changed hands and went into a private pocket, it's so simple, so obvious, so arrogant."
Liu Handong said: "We must not let them succeed."
Zheng Jiayi smiled brightly: "Then it's up to you, my great hero."
Liu Handong said: "Let's go, I'll take you for a ride and get on the yacht."
Zheng Jia blushed.
…
The United States, New York, Feng Yong is in a suit and leather shoes, with a shiny hair, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and his toes swaying, his face full of pride.
Sitting across from him were two middle-aged white men, both wearing elegant suits, with the domineering arrogance of Wall Street financial elites on their faces.
One of them is a vice president of Goldman Sachs, and another represents the interests of Exxon Mobil. His name is Richard Thorpe. He once worked at Leto Mining and has been in the iron ore business for many years. Now he is mainly engaged in oil trading.
Feng Yong went abroad after graduating from university, and he spoke good English. He did not fall behind in the face of two old slickers who cannibalize people but not their femurs. After a frank and sincere exchange, the three parties reached a verbal agreement.
"Want a drink?" Thorp picked up the red wine bottle, "This is the real Lafite, your Chinese favorite."
"Lafite is nothing. I plan to buy two wineries in the Champagne area to specialize in producing red wine suitable for Chinese tastes." Feng Yong took the wine glass, shook it, and gently smelled the aroma of the wine, "For example, Sprite flavored wine.
"
Everyone laughed and were impressed by Mr. Feng's unique humor.
Of course, Feng Yong is not that country-minded. His level of tasting red wine is considered top-notch in the country. He said this just to show that he is rich and willful.
"Then, cheers to the success of our cooperation and to the Sprite-flavored red wine." Thorpe raised his glass.
"Let's have a drink." Feng Yong stretched out his arm and had a drink with Mr. Thorpe.
The next day, Feng Yong took a private plane back to China and had a secret conversation with Yao Guang.
As the person in charge of a certain direction of the intelligence agency, Yao Guang has the responsibility to provide reference opinions to the top management. He gathered people and made a detailed analysis and prediction of the situation in Colin. He believed that increasing military assistance to the Saied regime would
It will lead to the rapid annihilation of the opposition, which is not in the interests of our country, and will also irritate the Americans. After all, Colin is not Sri Lanka, and the Middle East is the exclusive territory of the Yankees. At present, they cannot let go and do whatever they want.
Yao Guang's report was sent up, and senior officials discussed and studied it, and finally made a decision to reject Saied's request for military assistance.
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