To ensure that this is true, Xu Chuan just smiled in his heart.
Of course he can guarantee the truth, but he will never guarantee the completeness. Anyway, you don’t know how many actions you have taken.
"I can certainly guarantee the truth."
The other party wanted to ask something, but Xu Chuan waved his hand, "Listen to me first. I promise it is true, but I will not make these videos public."
"Why, first, this is the latest technology of our company and is a trade secret."
"Second, we will use the video as Umbrella's work record and provide it to the Seikoku Office and the police because this is what we signed the contract."
"Third, Umbrella can accept third parties, such as some organizations within UN's framework, to check these videos, and the results can be made public but the content is not good."
"Fourth, I apologize to the civilians who were accidentally injured in this matter and will be compensated. Of course, they can also sue them through legal means."
"Fifth, I am emphasizing that Roanapra's criminal history is caused by many aspects, and I hold a lot of evidence about intelligence organizations in certain countries here for drug trafficking and arms trafficking."
He glanced at the media and reporters below the stage, then placed his hands on a black folder on the table, "Do you want to see?"
The audience immediately became quiet, and then the group of people exploded.
WOC, this is the big news. Umbrella accidentally hurts civilians, and how big a few civilians are to die?
Xu Chuan looked at the chaotic scene with a smile and continued to talk to these reporters, "Also, there are a large area of yam fields and grass planted on the north side of the island. Do you want to go and see it?"
Well, that's the CIA's harvest...
Others don't know, but there must be some of those who are watching the news in Langley.
...
Moscow, who had already left the Moscow Hotel and her old brothers, changed into military uniforms of VDVs in the Soviet era.
Today is the important day to restore their original troops' numbers. A brief ceremony will be held at the 106th Guard Airborne Division stationed near Moscow.
The coldness of Moscow in early April is still the same, and the bitter cold wind is slapped on people's faces with the frozen raindrops, causing pain.
A temporary simple observation deck was built within the 106th Guards Airborne Division.
The soldiers at the garrison stood in a square dress in neat military uniforms, and the one standing in front was the Balarica who had cut his hair short and put on a blue beret again, as well as the only 20 veterans left in the 234th Air Assault Regiment.
With the "March of Airborne" played by the military band, Balaraika seemed to have traveled through time and space and returned to the war-torn Afghanistan again.
The Mi-26 helicopter roared in the air. She sat on the BMD-2 assault vehicle dropped from the Il 76 transport plane, running through the guerilla trenches. Every scene seemed to be still yesterday.
"Oh……"
Balarica squinted her eyes and smiled, and she felt the gaze on her from the viewing stand.
Accompanied by the majestic music, the ball flag that she was extremely familiar with slowly rose, and the shouts of "Ula, Ula..." echoed over the base for a long time...
...
From the 106th Guard Airborne Division station, Balarica took off the blue beret with the Soviet badge on her head, and the frozen rain water cut open on her ear-sliding scars along her cheeks.
She turned around and took a look at the once familiar but unusually unfamiliar military camp.
I knew in my heart that this was the last time she had been here in her life.
A custom Rolls-Royce Phantom parked outside the 106 Guard Airborne Division station.
The driver opened the umbrella and opened the car door, and Alex, wearing a light gray fur coat, got out of the car.
"Captain, are you satisfied with this ceremony?"
Alex stood in front of the tall Balarica, and he really looked petite.
But Balarica really didn't dare to underestimate the girl in front of her. She just smiled softly, "I'm very satisfied, ma'am."
She looked at the comrades behind her who came out of the barracks. The faces of those people were filled with an expression, that is, happiness and years of regrets were compensated for.
"Then we can talk about cooperation?"
After Alex said that, his eyes were placed behind Balarica. An old man with white hair and wearing a Soviet-era uniform came over.
"Sophia..."
The old man shouted Balalaika's original name, but Balalaika did not turn around.
Of course Alex knew the old man, and nodded politely to the other party, then looked at Balalaika, "Captain, you are busy first, let's talk later."
As he said that, he turned around and the car.
Balarica did not object. She just put on the beret after Alex got into the car and turned around, holding her legs together and saluted, "General Pavel..."
The old man's expression was so ugly, "Sophia, do you still not forgive me?"
He is Balarica's father, but the relationship between them has reached a point where the water and fire have been incompatible for a long time.
And when he looked at his daughter's devastated appearance on the battlefield, he really couldn't say anything.
Sighing, "I have time to come back to see your mom. She is not in good health recently."
After saying that, he walked past Balalaika and got into his own car.
Balarica looked speechless. You know, it was just like that, she might as well go and talk to Alexandra about the follow-up matters.
At this time, her adjutant came over, "Captain, you are still with the general..."
Well, it’s really hard for him, an adjutant, to interrupt such family affairs, and the two have much higher military ranks than him.
Balalaika calmly said, "Don't pay attention to that old man, this person is black from the inside out."
It can be said that her entire life has been planned. If it weren't for the Soviet Union, she might still be under the control of the other party.
The adjutant sighed, but said nothing.
Alex, who was sitting in the car, was watching TV news, and was broadcasting a live broadcast of Umbrella in Roanapura.
A shockingly huge farmland with yam and macaque, several bulldozers were shoveling the plants one by one, and then manually crushing them into powder with a crusher.
This is a harvest worth tens of millions of dollars, and people may feel distressed and want to vomit blood.
Alex looked at the guy on the news with a smile full of doing bad things and then succeeded.
He also couldn't help laughing, this person's personality is always so unpredictable.
I know who this land is on the land of Roanapra, but he still flattened the land like this.
If you say he just wants to slap the CIA in the face, he will even push out a Japanese man named Mikuro Okashima.
Make this guy a victim who has no way to go and can only join a criminal organization.
And after Umbrella launched a capture operation, he turned a good man to the dark and turn to the light.
Ha, what hatred does this book have with him?
Alex laughed. Such a discerning person was obviously the one who launched the show and took the blame. The guy who was released on the TV looked pale and pale.
The car door was knocked twice and then opened, and Balalaika sat in with cold air.
Alex put the tablet in his hand aside, then turned his head and asked with a smile, "Why, don't you talk to General Pavel for a little longer?"
Of course she knew the relationship between the two, but to her outsider, these two people were like children's quarrels.
Balarica's expression remained unchanged. In her opinion, her relationship with the other party was not yet at the point where she could talk about such private matters.
"Ms. Alexandra..."
Alex interrupted with a smile, "Just call me Alex."
Balalai paused for a moment, "Well, Alex, I'm grateful for what you did."
"You're welcome, but I'm honest, General Pavel helped a lot in this matter."
Balarica's expression changed slightly, but she still didn't think she could hear the cooperation between the two of them.
"Alex, is your purpose in finding me because of the recent war in the Wudong region?"
Of course, Balalaika is also concerned about domestic trends. The most important thing for Damao in the past two years is of course the independence of the Crim Peninsula and the wars in the four continents of Wudong.
Alex was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and laughed. She shook her head and said, "Zetrov is not a PMC, we cannot participate in this kind of war."
Balarica was also stunned for a moment, okay, she misunderstood.
Based on the information she obtained, Zetrov's former private army Gogol was independent, and Gogol has now become the largest military contractor of the Ministry of Defense of Mao.
Currently, their figures are active in every corner of the world, including Wudong, Caoliya, the Middle East, and Africa.
"But there is one thing you are indeed right. I really plan to rebuild the armed forces and compete with the other party for the interests of the African region."
When Gogol was independent, he bit off a large piece of Zetrov's assets, most of which were in Africa.
At that time, because the other party found the commander as his backer, Zetrov could only bear it.
But now, after Alex has completely integrated the group, she certainly needs to let the other party spit out what he has eaten.
Moreover, as European and American countries began to impose sanctions on Mao Zedong, some business dealings between Zetrov and Europe have been affected.
Fortunately, Xu Chuan had reminded her before that Alex was still obedient and took action on most of the European business.
But the consequences of doing so are not only that last year's report has made it look much better, but it is actually more of a reduction in scale.
So if Zetlov still wants to develop now, in addition to deepening cooperation with China and India, he can only focus on Africa.
Balalaika nodded, "Well, I get it."
This is actually similar to her previous job, she is just grabbing territory, but one is in Asia and the other is in Africa.
But Alex shook his head, "No, you may not understand..."
Alex knew what the other party was thinking, but what she wanted was not a gangster with a military background.
She found a video on her tablet and handed it to Balarica.
He said seriously, "I need a team that can fight them."
It was exactly what Umbrella had to do in Roanapra on the tablet.
A layman watches the excitement, while an expert sees the tricks.
Balalaika is undoubtedly one of the most expert in military operations. She glanced at her and immediately frowned.
The familiar signs and the buildings almost say everything.
Her expression did not change much, but there was an uproar in her heart.
If the Moscow Hotel had not evacuated first, then would she face such a team?
Balarica took the tablet and watched the video several times, and then found that even her people could not win the battle.
She can lengthen the war, but the final result is that the other party will consume more cruise missiles.
But what is the point?
There was a layer of sweat on Balaraka's back.
Alex continued, “I will provide you with the funds and equipment you need, you just need to help me train a team of the same level.”
Balalaika raised her head and felt that her asking price was a bit low for the first time.
...
Roanapra, Xu Chuan didn't know that his little pet wanted to rebel.
He was patting Okashima Mikuro's shoulder and introducing the righteous man who had abandoned the darkness and turned to the light to all the media.
And he blacked the guy's former employer.
Okashima Mikuro's heart was so cold that he knew that if he wanted to survive in the future, he could only follow Umbrella's mercy.
The press conference was not over yet, and all the media's attention was on the black folder at Xu Chuan's hand.
They all want to know what explosive news is there.
But Xu Chuan certainly knew that this was like fishing, and the bait could not be given at once.
So in the longing eyes of everyone, he handed the folder to a subordinate behind him.
All the reporters present sighed in disappointment.
However, the question continued, a C-Yeah reporter raised his hand and asked, "The police have arrested many members of the Triad before."
"Most of them are Chinese. What do you think about this?"
Tsk, it's them.
But this question is nothing to any Chinese. "My opinion? My opinion is that everyone is sentenced to death, and drug dealers still have to live, are they leaving them to waste food?"
"If you can't do it, then leave it to me."
Well, he won't be able to deal with this answer from the reporter.
Then Xu Chuan looked at these people and laughed, "To be honest, we Chinese people have different ideas from you. We think drug dealers must die without distinction of nationality."
"I hope to treat such people in the world with the same standard, and never double standards."
"By the way, there are many criminals of other nationalities. You will also ask the people in their country what they think."