After getting closer, Mister also saw the name of the Georgian warship.

"Rustaveri"!

This is named after the great poet and is regarded by the Georgian people as the pride and precious cultural heritage of the nation. Similarly, this Grazer-class universal patrol ship is also one of its main weapons in the navy.

If it weren't for the lack of money, I heard that they were going to make some changes.

When the patrol boat was docked on the side, two Georgian soldiers holding American Colt submachine guns climbed up from below. You should know that the area is also under the jurisdiction of the bears. If you use the weapons of the previous dynasty in this dynasty, isn't this equivalent to rebellion?

Of course, this is also the main thing. When they saw that the big brother was really not good, they made some small moves.

Georgians are Caucasians and are relatively strong. At least this head is half a taller than Mister. You should know that Chen is in his height of 1.80 and his opponent is so tall, which is very suitable for being given a point by a sniper.

"Who is the captain here?"

The officer with sunglasses and chewing gum stood on the deck and asked, Mister glanced at him, Major!

Don't think he is just a reckless man. The leader of the Arctic Fox can become the boss of one of the top ten hiring groups recognized in the dark web. Do you think he is just violent? IQ and emotional intelligence are also important factors. Otherwise, the Delta troops of Hawkshop are so easy to enter?

Mister smiled and walked out, took out a cigarette from his pants pockets naturally, and handed it over, "I am the owner of the goods, sir, what's the name?"

The major looked him up and down, ignored the other party's outstretched hand, chewed the gum, pressed his sunglasses with his hand, and held his hands behind his back, "What are you guys, we need to check it."

"It's just some Ukrainian specialties." Mister said, handing him a few pictures of Franklin, "We all have registered."

The major hid a glasses behind the sunglasses, reached out and took them over, put them in his pocket openly, as long as he accepted the money, but before the former could relax his face, he saw him continue, "We have received a report that someone illegally transports state supplies! So, we still have to see and open it!"

The last sound was awesome.

Mister's face changed, subconsciously reached out to stop him, squinted, "Sir, we have a relationship with the Ukrainian military. Are you really sure you want to investigate?"

Military background?

The major took off his sunglasses, exposed his eyes, raised his eyebrows, "Get out of the way."

As he said that, he grabbed Mister's arm and tried to push him away, but as soon as he put the hand on, he saw the latter's arm pushing hard, rolling the major into his arms, strangling his neck tightly, and taking out a pistol from behind with his other hand, firing seven shots at the soldiers standing on the deck! The latter didn't react and just burped.

The gunshot immediately calmed the air, but the quick-reacting employees came out of the cabin, and some people carried an RPG and fired at the patrol building.

Whoosh ~

The shells shouted slogans and plunged into the deck, and then exploded!

This suddenly "rushes" the soldiers standing above.

"Why do you have to meddle in other people's business?" Mister tightly held the other party, the major's face turned red and he wanted to struggle, but the more he resisted, the more excited the former became. He used force to twist his neck!

With a click.

His head was drooping.

In fact, it is very difficult to break a person's neck. People who have not experienced training will at most strangle the person to death, which is suffocation and death. Of course, this is also like a fulcrum. If you use a point, you can still break the neck. This is the classroom knowledge.

Click.

Hundreds of bullets shot towards the patrol boat, and several magazines were exhausted.

"Boss, will we cause trouble?" Some employees turned their heads and looked at it, and their faces were also ugly. This was in the seas of Georgia. This was openly shooting and attacking the patrol boats and killing everyone on it. This was a provocation!

I'm going to the military court!

But Mister didn't care. He had already violated the rules of the United Nations by organizing a mercenary group. But where can those places where birds can shit, where can they get the prestige to control the world? That place, only Hawkstone has the final say, but Hawkstone is the most unruly in the world. He glanced at everyone, "Don't be afraid, the boss will solve this problem. We will move forward at full speed. As long as we reach the high seas, let these Georgians go and eat nonsense!"

...

"Ah Yeh!"

Tang Dao sneezes, which shocked his head and felt a little weak all over. Is he really catching a cold?

Sitting on Hassan's right hand, I originally planned to let Joe Daro sit in the main seat, but the old man was also tactful and knew that this was Hargeza, and he gave him face and showed off his character. If he had to be more arrogant, would you really think that the people sitting here were all good men and women?

On the primitive land of Africa, I believe in the so-called survival of the fittest. Moreover, the forces behind him treat him more like a dog, and can provide US dollars to those wild dogs who are drunk in Alaska. If they are killed, they will buy one more. Can they still think of him as a "family?"

Dogs are dogs after all!

If you want to live comfortably, you must learn to advance and retreat.

Hassan, sitting in the main seat, looked at the dozens of Southern Alliance bosses below. He felt that the tens of thousands of troops under him could not sweep across Somalia? He could even fight with Ethiopia, so that those damn bastards could give up their wealth, hold the table with both hands, and said loudly, "This time the first Southern Alliance meeting was to discuss the attack on Aidid!"

As soon as this was finished, there was a mess below.

Except for Joe Daro, all the warlords were whispering to each other.

Tang Dao is just a "goods provider" and a kitchen knife seller.

"Quiet!" Seeing that the scene was a little confused, Hassan slapped the table, pointed at one of them and said, "Chief Hog, what do you mean?"

Hogg?

This name surprised Tang Dao a little. He turned his head and looked at it. He was not big or thick, but was thin, wearing a pair of glasses, and his head was bald, as if he was very wise, but in fact, he had been studying for a few years at most.

Hassan ordered him, mainly because this tribe could provide nearly 700 troops! Moreover, he was his loyal lackey.

If you change to ak47, you will be a group of elite soldiers.

"I think of course I have to fight, but I heard that Aidid has cannons and tanks in his hand. We..." Hogg was in a dilemma. It was already very good that his tribe had a AK47 and slippers. The cannon was bigger than his head. When this cannon came, he had broken legs and hands.

Aidid's military capabilities are second to none in Somalia. In addition, a batch of howitzers were imported from Tang Dao. Now he is very arrogant. He fights Ethiopian militants and goes to war with southern tribes. He is simply a militant.

"You don't need to worry about this. I invited the largest arms dealer in Somalia! Mr. Nicholas Tang, applaud!" Hassan raised his hands and clapped his hands first, gave up the Tang Dao. The person below looked at Tang Dao with a meaningful look in his eyes.

turn out to be…

This is Nicholas

Really Asian.

Tang Dao smiled and stood up straight, "Good afternoon, sirs, it's great to know you. If you need a foreign war or see who is unhappy, I can provide you with what you want. As long as you prepare the money, I can deliver it anywhere in Somalia!"
Chapter completed!