Li Jinfang had a "conflict" with them before he came.

Of course, it has not yet risen to armed confrontation, but his rebellious appearance made Li Jinfang feel that the problem was very serious. In Anarchism, those who are listed as "ruling class" should be defeated, but fortunately, they are not large and are currently within a controllable range.

Tang Dao frowned, raised his legs, his eyes were deep, and he thought, "How many of these are there?"

Li Jinfang subconsciously sat upright, "There are currently about 10 people in this group, most of whom are C-level elites, and one of them is B-level elites, but we all control them."

The B-level elite is already considered the elite among the umbrella company.

The man belonged to the Italian "Skin Headband" anti-terrorist commando, but he failed in the internal assessment of the company and was not promoted. However, many senior executives, including Mister, believe that he has the characteristics of being called a level A-level elite and can be supplemented with the "God of Death" team.

Such people have been brainwashed by this nihilism.

It has to be said that the invasion of ideology is very terrifying.

"What do you think you should do?" Tang Dao threw this question to Li Jinfang. The other party must have an answer in his heart. This is just a routine report. Sure enough, when he heard this question, Li Jinfang became interested and said boldly, "Everything is fired!"

"And in order to prevent them from joining the Barave organization in violence, they should be sent back to their respective countries and notified the local government to file."

Tang Dao looked at him, became interested, and said with a smile, "Do you know? You are violating the purpose of human rights. If this sentence is heard by some European organizations, they will be able to rely on you."

Li Jinfang was still very calm, even saying that she had no expression on her face.

His experience made him have nothing to lose his mind. Such a person is terrible and easily impulsive and stubborn. Therefore, Tang Dao asked Grolev to hold the protective umbrella with him because the latter is more rational.

"Okay, just do what you said, pay them the monthly salary and pay them on full term. Don't say that we are unkind. Also, I think the umbrella company should propose to establish an employee ideological security department to help them solve some of their own problems. You understand what I mean." Tang Dao stared at Li Jinfang. The other party had experience in Pla, and of course he understood what the boss meant.

Li Jinfang frowned, "The thoughts of adults are not so easy to understand."

Tang Dao lowered his head, of course he understood what the other party meant, why everyone in the army liked 18.9 years old. This was the time when men were excited. In a word, they were willing to sacrifice for the motherland and the people! At that time, they felt glorious and great, and adrenaline was rising.

When I was in my 20s and entered society, my heart had been numb and covered with dust. Who would have thought... for justice? It was for the mortgage, car loan and wife, just for money!

If Tang Dao graduated from Stanford, he once had a dream, earn some money, then buy a piece of land, and be a farmer. But his dreams always become out of reach with age.

Tang Dao pondered for a while, "Don't worry, the department continues, but everyone has to do a psychological test. I don't want there to be so many messes inside. As long as they get busy, they won't have so many ideas."

So, please squeeze them as much as possible, this is the subtext.

Li Jinfang thought it made sense. As long as you are tired, how could you think?

Originally, Tang Dao wanted to kill those two-five boys, after all, like the umbrella company, they would allow certain training casualties, but later he thought about it and found that there was no need to die on the training ground. The company had to compensate them and directly deport them.

Never hire!

This loss is their own. B-level elites do nothing and earn 100,000 yuan a year. If they encounter task subsidies, they can easily increase by 180,000 US dollars. This is also the reason why low-level employees need to climb up. Similarly, if the high-level employees fail the annual assessment.

Then it's reduced. It's about your own interests, and they work harder than anyone else.

"There is another thing. I think we must strictly control the use of firearms. On the training ground, some people pointed their guns at their comrades several times. This is extremely unprofessional behavior. But Grolev said that people are under extreme emotions, such as fear, surprise, jealousy, etc., will be controlled by the body. The brain loses its mind. If it loses control, it will definitely have a deep impact." Li Jinfang said.

Things like violent institutions like this are not very common, but they are not uncommon!

Not to mention the Rabbit Family, the Eagle Jane Family does not die under the hands of a few comrades every year, and the Pentagon has nothing to do, but in the PMC industry, it is more.

In 1990, EO was in the Angolan military camp, and there was a tragedy between comrades and comrades, killing more than ten people. In the same year, such a thing happened to the British strategic consulting company, but the number of deaths was unknown. However, according to insiders, the ambulances had been back and forth several times.

Tang Dao has also paid attention to this matter before, but now Li Jinfang has also proposed it, so we have to pay attention to it.

"Except for guns used in patrols and missions, Class A elites can be equipped with guns at any time. Others below are not allowed to be equipped with guns in the base and during training." Tang Dao will not give up because of choking. These Class A are all combat readiness personnel. If customers offer high prices, they have to set off as soon as possible.

Moreover, there are many benefits for A-level elites, such as not having to patrol, guarding and other tasks, which are all handed over to the people below to do. This is the industry's contempt chain.

Li Jinfang thought about it and thought that this method was the best consideration at present, so he could try it first.

"You try it out. When the situation allows, I will set up a military academy in Somalia to train grassroots officers. At that time, your burden will be even greater."

Tang Dao smiled and encouraged the other party. The big guys from Pla comedies were a little good at killing dragons. When he thought of Li Jinfang's background, he was a little jealous. "If you have comrades who are willing to come, you don't need to be evaluated and you can directly enjoy the treatment of a B-level elite."

Li Jinfang was stunned, nodded without saying a word. I am afraid that what he thought was different in his heart. One was to defend his country and the other was to benefit, and he was inevitably indignant, but... I have to say that the US dollar really tasted great.

"Boss, you can have a meal." The servant came over and whispered.

Tang Dao stood up and pulled the other person's arm, "Let's go and have a few drinks with me!"

…

Moscow State Hospital!

It was founded in 1789 and was famous during the period of the Bear. Stalin's heart disease was heard to be treated here. It is rumored that on the eve of his stroke, the spy chief Belia faked an "icien order" in this hospital to kill Stalin. Of course, all this is the legend of this hospital.

The gossip of the top leaders is always the secret that the people want to explore.

And here, another president, Yeltsin.

In the corridor of the inpatient department, the tall security guards whistled in three steps and looked around with caution, because, just yesterday, the hospital received an envelope with a bullet inside, dyed with red paint, and a sentence in Russian was written in Russian: "Kill Yeltsin!"

Simple and crude, straightforward.

The shocked presidential office staff quickly contacted the Security Bureau to send additional personnel. Except for a few people, they were not allowed to be visited. Even his family could only be allowed to visit at a fixed time.

However, today the ward was full of people.

The one ahead was Prime Minister Victor Stepanovich Chernomerkin. There was no vice president at this time. That is to say, if Yeltsin died, he would go directly to power. Later, the emperor waited for the other party to abdicate and went directly from the position of prime minister.

The chief of the General Office, the Minister of the Interior and other senior officials standing behind him were all there, and those who were not of sufficient level stood outside the door.

One of them stood in the middle, looking at Yeltsin lying on the hospital bed without any disturbance, but the beard on his mouth was trembling slightly, and he was Lebed! Born in 1950, he is now the most glorious age in his life, and after the death of his old leader Grachev, he took over as Minister of Defense.

Such a person who made anti-war remarks during the Chechen War could come to power. Obviously, someone behind him wanted to push him up, but who didn't have a single person behind him?

He served as Minister of Defense, but he still had the 14th Army in his hands.

Taking an important step, the reason why a soldier cannot enter politics was rewritten by him. This may be also very "confirmed" by many people that he sent someone to kill Grachev, because the other party was the biggest supporter of this reason and often used this to curb Lebed's growing power.

Good to die!

Lebed was very happy when he heard this, but he didn't celebrate. He was making a joke. If others knew about this, it would be his own.

But he took up the position of Minister of Defense as he wished.

The authority on his body has risen, so many people are coming to make friends with you. Lebed saw many people in the ward, all of whom were from the same alliance. Finally, he focused his eyes on Chernomel, who was in the forefront. If he wanted to get on the throne, this old man was the biggest obstacle.

They came today to visit Yeltsin.

The hospital said that his physical condition was not very good. Lebed stood behind and did not go up to listen to what Chernomer said to the other party. He just came to collect the number of people. He had to wait slowly, and sooner or later his turn would be his turn.

"Okay, sir, I understand, you have a good rest." Chernomer patted his old partner's arm, then stood up straight, looked at everyone, and stayed on Lebed for a while. "The President's latest instructions will General Lebed as the commander of the Chechen region and remove the position of Minister of Defense and Commander of the 14th Army."

The quiet weirdness in the crowd.

This command...

Are Yeltsin and Chernomel going to fight?

"I don't agree!" Lebed stood up and said!
Chapter completed!