Faced with Mattak's attempt to introduce him to Umbrella, Crawford of course refused.
Just kidding, if he had known that Umbrella's people had arrived, he would never have just stepped into the camp.
Who knows what these plague gods will do.
My own business is in conflict with HCLI, and no one in this industry knows about the relationship between Umbrella and HCLI.
It is not impossible for these people to directly sacrifice themselves for the sake of their allies. No, these plague gods will definitely do this.
The arms dealers that competed with HCLI back then are almost dead.
If Xu Chuan knew what the other party was thinking, he would definitely feel very wronged.
Who the hell are you?
"That's a pity. Dr. Claire is operating."
Mattak didn't know whether he was regretting not meeting Umbrella's people or regretting not being able to meet his daughter right away.
Crawford doesn't want to think about this at all now. He just wants to take his daughter Claire and leave this place of right and wrong.
He waited outside for an hour before Claire Summersby came out of the operating room.
"Why are you here?"
Claire's expression was clearly one of disgust.
Crawford offered good advice, "I already know what happened yesterday. Now go pack your things and we'll leave here right away."
He just asked the Military Intelligence Department that there is likely to be widespread riots in Darfur.
If you don't leave now, you may not be able to leave when the rebels rush into the city.
"Mr. Crawford, you don't have to worry about my business."
Claire walked right past Crawford without even looking at him.
"Hey, Claire, this isn't the time to lose your temper."
…
"Tell me, if I transfer the people from Nansudan here now, can I capture the area around Fasher Airport?"
Xu Chuan stood outside Fasher Airport. He had already walked around the area several times.
After yesterday's encounter, he had no regard for the Sudanese's fighting ability.
Then the idea of stepping in was born.
Fiennes, who was following him, knew that BOSS actually just said this.
The other side should know very well that they cannot fight on two fronts now.
If we just want to disrupt the situation in Sudan, we won't need so many people, but if we want to bite the bullet here, we don't have enough people.
"BOSS, we have been operating in the south for nearly two years."
Xu Chuan nodded with some regret, "You're right."
Umbrella had previously focused most of its energy on Nansudan, where they had only made initial contact with some officials.
Even if the airport is captured, it may not be possible to hold it.
Therefore, Sudan can only wait for a while. He plans to discuss with China's energy department immediately after returning to China and restart negotiations on the oil pipeline with Sudan.
If everything goes well, Nansudan's crude oil production can double next year and production can normalize.
Each stage has different problems, and what Nansudan will face next will be pressure from those energy giants.
If one thing is not handled well, the civil war may restart.
Then it will be up to Ruhr's government and Umbrella to see if they can withstand the pressure.
If it doesn't work, Gogol, who is currently considered a cooperative partner, will turn around and bite them.
But Gogol seems to have some connection with the Janjaweed.
Hey, the interpersonal relationships in this place are really messy.
…
The confusion did not last long, because Mohammed Hamm arrived in El Fasher.
His arrival directly suppressed the rebels.
It can also be seen from this point that this guy's control over the Janjaweed is extremely meticulous.
Mattak had moved to a new hotel, where he met Mohammed Hamm.
It can be seen that the two people have a good personal relationship, and the Janjaweed currently represents the interests of the president.
The Ministry of Internal Affairs, which oversees the intelligence agencies, is the nominal command organization of the Janjaweed.
After all, Mattak is also Mohammad Hamm's superior.
However, the atmosphere between the two people did not seem to be that of a superior or a subordinate at all.
"I won't pursue Tahir's case anymore, but I hope you understand that I am the only one who can command the Janjaweed. Don't let it happen again."
Only the two of them and their two personal guards were left in the room.
Mattak now no longer dares to meet other people alone.
What the other party said was not polite, but Mattak was not angry at all.
"I also hope you can understand that the Janjaweed will soon be reorganized into a completely new organization, and I am the one responsible for the specific affairs and supplies."
The Janjaweed were reorganized into a rapid reaction force, which was something Mohammed Hamm had long negotiated with the Sudanese government.
It is said that it is reorganization, but it is actually a recruitment process, which legally gives the Janjaweed a formal organization.
However, they will not be incorporated into the government army and will only take orders from intelligence agencies and the president.
This is an olive branch from the president to Mohammed Hamm.
Ham's expression did not change at all, as if he already knew that the other party would say this, "You are right, then everyone should stop mentioning this matter."
"Oh……"
Mattak sneered, the other party came too quickly.
Umbrella's people had given him an idea before, asking him to directly mobilize the official army to wipe out the Janjaweed in the Fasher area.
While the other party's command system is paralyzed, it is better to do nothing and take down North Darfur under the pretext of suppressing the rebellion.
He hesitated for a long time and missed the opportunity.
Mattak regretted it very much. If he had done this at that time, how could the other party talk to him like this now.
The opportunity is fleeting and it's too late to say anything now.
"Is Gerald Crawford here too?"
The two reached a consensus on this matter, and Ham talked about another matter.
"This guy still owes me a batch of arms that he hasn't delivered yet."
As we all know, Sudan has been subject to sanctions all year round and has had an arms embargo for decades.
So where did the weapons in the Janjaweed's hands come from?
There are really not a few arms dealers like Gerald Crawford.
And most of them are people from the countries that initiated sanctions, such as Great Britain, the United States, and Europe.
A large number of weapons purchased from Eastern Europe and Northern Industries were shipped here after being poured into a few hands, and the price could increase several times.
The exchange for these weapons was gold produced from the gold mines controlled by Ham.
Of course this is illegal, but how can a business worth billions of dollars a year be cut off so easily?
When Gerald Crawford saw Hamm, he knew he was in trouble.
This person is not something that Mattak can get rid of with money, and a box of half a million dollars in cash can't get rid of this person.
"Mr. Crawford, you should still owe me something."
Mohamed Ham, wearing a khaki military uniform, stood in front of Crawford, "When doing business, you hand over the money and deliver the goods. You can't accept the money but not deliver the goods to me."
Crawford looked embarrassed and said, "Mr. Hamm, you should know that my ship was seized by Interpol."
"Those people are still holding on to me now. It's best for us to keep a low profile at this time."
What he meant was that even if a reissue was required, at least it would have to wait until the limelight had passed.
"That's your problem, not mine."
Ham didn't want to hear the other party's explanation, "I'll give you a month. If you still can't see my goods, you should know the consequences."
Crawford's expression remained unchanged. He knew that the other party could not do anything to him, but he could still drive him out of Sudan's arms market.
He nodded, "Okay, I'll think of a way."
In fact, the problem is not big. If you transfer the order to others and let some profits go, the problem can always be solved.
But even if you earn 10% less, it will make people feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
Only then did Hamm have a smile on his face, "I heard that Mr. Crawford's daughter is a doctor here. Don't worry, we are all friends and I will take good care of her."
Gerald Crawford had an angry look on his face. This guy was actually threatening him, and he was still using the same tactics.
…
"BOSS, there is someone outside the military camp all the time. It seems that they are coming with bad intentions."
In the tower of Fasher Airport, Xu Chuan was looking at the peacekeeping force camp not far away with a telescope, and Fiennes pointed at several cars parked on the roadside.
"Those people seem to have just appeared today."
Xu Chuan put down the telescope, then held his chin and thought for a moment. Although the medical team will not leave the city for the time being, there is still no problem in entering and exiting the peacekeeping force camp.
After all, as long as there are people following, there is not much danger in Fasher City.
The target of these people is not the same Claire Summersby.
"Oh, finally there is a guy who is more unlucky than me."
Xu Chuan smiled and said, "We can't let her involve the medical team anymore. Isn't her father here? Let him take people home quickly."
Fiennes nodded, "What about these people?"
"Catch the person and ask who they are and what they want to do?"
Xu Chuan shook the telescope in his hand twice and said, "Send the body back."
After saying that, he walked out of the tower.
When Xu Chuan returned to the camp, Claire Summersby was taking care of her boyfriend in the simple ward.
I wonder if Crawford would directly kill his son-in-law after seeing him.
In such a small room, of course the other party saw him.
"What do you want to do?"
Xu Chuan was greeted with wary and disgusted eyes.
Xu Chuan shrugged, "It's nothing. I'm here to tell you some good news. This man was so seriously injured that I contacted a helicopter to send him to Khartoum. There are better medical conditions there."
Khartoum, the capital of Sudan, has better medical conditions there, but they are limited.
Dr. Claire was obviously stunned for a moment. She didn't quite understand why this guy did this.
"In order to take better care of him, your girlfriend will also go to Khartoum together."
"You want to drive me away?"
Claire Somersby exploded immediately.
Xu Chuan really wanted to ask the black man lying next to him if he could do it. This woman obviously had endocrine problems.
"Hey, calm down and listen to me."
Xu Chuan stopped Dr. Claire who was furious. Well, he directly cut off the other person's arm and pinned him down on the hospital bed.
"Since what happened the day before yesterday, someone has been watching you. I can't let you implicate the entire medical team. I hope you can understand this."
Amid Hei Shu's plea, Xu Chuan slowly let go of Claire's arm.
"To be honest, I have no ill intentions towards you. On the contrary, I have always respected people like you who sincerely help others."
"So, I hope you can get out of here and avoid the limelight. It will be good for you and your boyfriend."
Although Xu Chuan's words were polite, there was no doubt that he had already prepared vehicles and planes.
He made up his mind to get rid of this scourge, and it didn't matter whether Claire understood it or not.
"Um, Mr. Grylls, thank you."
Gerald Crawford met Xu Chuan before getting in the car.
"You're welcome, but you'll pay for the plane rental."
"It should."
The two of them said nothing. They were strangers to begin with, and there was no friendship between them.
The car drove out of the military camp under the protection of the peacekeeping troops, and all the strangers who had been surrounding it had disappeared.
The planes at the airport are ready to take off at any time.
It wasn't until he looked at the desert getting further and further away that Crawford felt relieved.
"Don't tell your mother what happened in the past two days."
Crawford warned his daughter.
"You don't need to remind me."
She has encountered more dangerous things than this in Africa over the years, but she has never told her family.
"Oh well……"
Crawford took out a satellite phone from his bag, inserted a number and dialed.
"My affairs here are over. When we get to Khartoum, we can go directly to Idlip."
"Okay, meet you there."
After hanging up the phone, he saw his daughter looking at him strangely.
"Don't worry, this time it's not about selling weapons."
Crawford explained, "If you count it, it can be considered a charity."
Claire's expression was clearly mocking the other person.
But Crawford didn't care.
He didn't lie. He was going to Culiya to use his connections to establish a volunteer organization, the Green Helmets. He had received a special grant from the Military Intelligence Office of Dayang.
And green represents peace.
…
Muhammad Ham looked at the dozen corpses in front of him and was really angry.
No one in Darfur dared to provoke him like this.
"Who is it?"
His men shook their heads nervously. No one knew how these corpses were piled up at the gate.
They didn't even hear any movement.
Then another subordinate ran in, "Sir, that Crawford and his daughter have already left on a plane."
"What? When did they run away?"
Ham's originally angry expression slowly calmed down.
His staff replied, "The people at the airport said they have been gone for two hours."
"Crawford? This guy actually hid his manpower."
Ham said to himself, seeming to know the truth of this matter.
For the sake of his daughter, he would not hesitate to fall out with himself and use his men's corpses to give him a warning.
This is so beautifully done.
but……
"You'd better not show up in Darfur again."
With the departure of Dr. Claire, the situation in the region gradually stabilized.
The medical team continued to stay here for nearly a month. By the time Xu Chuan accompanied Wu Wei back to China, it was almost the end of December.