Fresh blood is always so boiling.

A consortium named Savior-A was established in the Boston Hotel. Not many people know about it at present, but who can be sure that this place will not be called the next place with the name "Saint" in the future.

The top ten consortiums like Eagle Sauce are almost all based on the arms industry.

Maybe, the current era is not as bad as before, but war will never be absent. Can you say that Tang Dao is an executioner? He is just a mover, or even an "emotional mediator."

It's useless to quarrel and scare BB. Come on, young man, take this AK and sweep it away. I guarantee that the problem will be solved.

With such a broad mind, Tang Dao sometimes felt that he was full of a sense of mission.

This first meeting confirmed that all channels within the consortium have opened green channels for goods from the military factory. Old Alexander is based in South Africa. With his strength and cunning, he can definitely open up the market, while Andreev returned to

In Ukraine, he and Cherkovso will provide humanitarian assistance to Chechen forces, while Tang Dao will stay in the United States.

As for Charlie…

When he heard that his son had gone to Ukraine to get involved, he was almost frightened and had a heart attack. He only had this son. If he died, would the future family property be cheaper for others? The more he thought about it, the more he became worried.

, dragged Ben Longfellow home and grounded him on the spot, and most importantly, spoke to him in a serious and thoughtful manner.

"Don't play with Nicholas!"

…

Boston is full of excitement late at night.

Tang Dao, who was lying in the bathtub, raised his head and looked at the reflected virtual screen.

"Main mission: Establish a consortium (completed), open the world's richest list, consortium rich list, reward: a land bidding ticket, increased influence..."

The land bidding ticket is 2,000 acres of North Carolina land!

This was originally a wasteland. A businessman originally wanted to build a comprehensive shopping mall that could accommodate tens of thousands of people shopping at the same time. However, when the idea was proposed, it was rejected by the government. Where is the money?

That businessman was a braggart, how could he offer so much money?

A conservative estimate would require at least US$1 billion to build a large supermarket.

Then this land was left vacant until the North Carolina government ran out of money and had to sell it quickly. However, not everyone is qualified and capital verification is required, and this ticket is the admission ticket.

point…

Eggs are of no use.

On the contrary, the color of influence on the map of North America has become very dark.

"What's the use of this?" Tang Dao muttered, still puzzled, shook his head, got his head into the bathtub, held his breath, and kept firing water cannons. I don't know when he started.

He likes to play like this, it can keep his brain as calm as it should be.

He is no longer a second-rate dealer, but the leader of savior-a. To put it bluntly, he has doomed the fate of a large group of people.

After about ten seconds, he got out of the water, wiped the water on his face, and stood out of the bathtub.

If you can’t figure it out, don’t think about it!

He will naturally come when the change comes.

Wrapped in a bath towel, walked down the steps in slippers, took out a cigar from the coffee table, lit it, sat on the sofa, holding the Motorola, pressed a few numbers with his middle finger, and after two rings from the other side, the voice of Vice President Pierce came

.

"boss?"

"It's me." Tang Dao squinted to avoid the smell of cigar smoke, "How is the preparation of the Sahara Special Assault Battalion?"

Pierce on the opposite side was startled, and then said with a little embarrassment, "Only South Africa, Somalia, Tunisia and Algeria have agreed to send people to study here, there is no other news." He said this in a low voice at the end, and he was a little embarrassed.

Tang Dao frowned, but then relaxed.

Pierce's abilities were limited. He knew that the other party was just an ordinary veteran. He was promoted to the position of vice president just to appease those veterans. After all, at the beginning, he had to give those people some visible hope, but now it is obviously not possible.

It was so necessary that he smoked his cigar lightly, paused for a long time, and then said, "Pierce, leave the work in Somalia to Mist, and you can come to Boston University to further your studies."

Pierce was quiet for a while, but within a few seconds, he agreed, and he was very happy. "Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, he held his head high and agreed to go to Boston. Wasn't it a relief? Without a few reliable vice presidents, he felt pressure. Now that the responsibilities were relieved, he felt very relaxed. Most importantly, he

I also know that the boss is not giving up on him, but that his ability really cannot keep up with the company's development.

Have you ever seen an executive with a high school degree?

Of course I am talking about the kind of multinational enterprise, not a workshop in the countryside!

Pierce took a deep breath, took the keys on the table, and walked out of the office. He could hear the faint sound of gunfire.

This training ground has entered a formal stage, and the number of bullets consumed here every day is about 5,000 rounds. In order to ensure the combat status of employees, this training also maintains an hour to an hour and a half of training every day, which includes physical fitness and shooting.

And in order to ensure that some people's physical fitness is not up to standard, eating and drinking, John also set rules in the umbrella. Every time the training is not up to standard, the salary will be deducted, and in severe cases, the team will be eliminated. This is how the slack within the company was about to rise.

The wind was suppressed.

After all, you have an income of at least hundreds of thousands of dollars a year, plus welfare benefits. Although you work hard, this income is considered a middle income even in developed countries such as Europe and the United States. Who is willing to give up this place?

On the playground, Pierce met Mist, who was wearing a 6b3 body armor, which was made from the Soviet Union. It weighed 12 kilograms. A person with poor physical fitness would be out of breath even if he took two steps in it, but Mist

Te was wearing a deadlift horizontal bar and doing abdominal crunches. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt underneath, and you could see his terrifying muscles.

Self-disciplined people always remain patient enough and wait for opportunities!

Pierce thought of this sentence.

People like Mist are smart. He knows what he relies on. He sighed softly and forced a smile on his face, "Man, the boss called."

Mist jumped down from the horizontal bar, wiped the sweat with his arm, picked up a bottle of mineral water from the side and swallowed it in large gulps, feeling very refreshed.

"The boss asked you to take over the affairs of the Sahara Special Assault Battalion...and open the camp as soon as possible."

"how about you?"

Pierce laughed and said, "I'm applying for further studies at Boston University." He stretched and said, "Damn it, I can finally leave this hellish place. I've been bitten by the mosquitoes here and I'm going to collapse. God.

"As he said this, he also made a movement to drive him away.

There are indeed a lot of mosquitoes in Somalia.

Further education?

Mist opened his mouth, but closed it. He originally wanted to ask, can he graduate from Boston University? But in the end he didn't say it, for fear of hurting the other person's self-esteem. After all, IQ is still a bit demanding, "Okay.

, leave it to me."

He had already thought about changing many of Pierce's policies.

The latter was too mild for those who attended.

This Sahara Special Assault Battalion should be a game for the brave, with only death and survival. Mist is going to use the training methods of SEALs and constantly challenge the limits of the human body. In the final graduation ceremony, he will use an actual battle to prove it!

This is his big frame.
Chapter completed!