Chapter 723: A pledge of allegiance! Losing is rebellion, winning is a game-changer! (Thanks to Alliance Leader Shui N Tan)
The next morning, the news that "foreign merchants suffered a large-scale attack near Dumka" quickly spread throughout Abyssinia.
For a time, people were in panic.
Although most people who dare to come to Abyssinia to do business are not afraid of death, "not afraid of death" does not mean "willing to die". No one wants to lose his life in Africa for no reason.
A coffee shop in the industrial zone is now crowded with investors from all walks of life. They gather in groups of three or four and exchange the latest news with each other.
"Who on earth did this? Weren't the forces of Omoro and Tireg already incorporated into the Central Bureau? How did an unknown armed group suddenly appear?"
Someone frowned and asked in confusion.
"Who knows? In my opinion, for safety's sake, it's better to avoid going to Asbeba for the time being, or you might end up losing your life."
Another person took over, his tone full of fear.
"Look at the group of Koreans next door. They are carrying guns even when they come out to drink a cup of coffee. They are very alert." Someone pointed to a place not far away.
"Nonsense! Seven or eight people died in this attack. Who wouldn't be scared? I also brought a gun!" Someone lowered his voice and said with a bit of fear.
"Didn't they say only five people died? I heard earlier that it was five."
Someone next to him interrupted.
"Five? You dare to believe this kind of news? Maybe they're deliberately understating the number to reassure people!"
They were basically businessmen from Minzhou, Hangzhou and Hui'an. They came all the way to Abyssinia to invest and build factories for Chen Yansen's sake.
If the local security is really this bad, they will have to pack up and run away even if they have to give up all the money they invested before.
“Huh? Oromia State issued a notice to strengthen security on suburban roads.
In addition, each foreign businessman who died in the attack will receive 200,000 US dollars in compensation, those seriously injured will receive 100,000 US dollars, and those slightly injured will receive 20,000 US dollars. They also promised to bring all the criminals who launched the attack to justice!
At this time, a businessman from Luzhou, holding his mobile phone, suddenly raised his voice and shouted.
200,000 US dollars?
Although it is not much, it is the total income of an ordinary local person for 200 years.
This shows Leggi’s sincerity.
That morning, armed members of the Omoro ethnic group boarded pickup trucks and began patrolling along the A2 Highway.
If anyone dares to provoke them and seek death, they will immediately pull the trigger of the heavy machine gun and show no mercy.
Reconnaissance drones also fly over the sky from time to time, closely monitoring the road conditions.
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"Omoros attacking foreign merchants? How is that possible?"
Even the simple-minded Dajim couldn't help laughing after hearing what the assistant said.
“It is said that the attack was triggered by foreign businessmen being able to obtain land for free and encroaching on the herders’ pastures and mineral resources.”
The assistant standing opposite hurriedly stepped forward and explained.
"No! There must be something wrong here."
Dajim slowly shook his head, obviously not believing what his assistant said.
His eyes darkened slightly as he continued, "Seizing pastures and minerals? Think about it carefully. The land allocation plan for Oromia State was jointly finalized by Leggi and the Omoro Business Association. Every piece of land allocated to foreign investors avoided the core pastures of herders. What do mineral resources have to do with herders? Do they deserve a penny?"
The assistant was stunned and speechless for a moment.
If it wasn't done by the Omoro people, who could have done it?
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"It's Dajim! He gave me 30,000 US dollars and hid the money in my kitchen."
In an interrogation room at the Oromia State Inspection Station, an Omoro man covered in wounds gasped and spoke with difficulty.
But a strange look flashed in his eyes.
Dajim?
Tirege people?
The inspector in charge of the interrogation and the Fengxuan security staff looked at each other and said nothing.
Logically speaking, Dajim did have a motive for doing this.
The Tirege and Omoro tribes had been fighting for several months, with a total of 2,000 casualties on both sides.
It would make sense if Dajim took the opportunity to attack and kill foreign businessmen and disrupt the Omoro people's economic development plans.
The Fengshun security officer thought for a moment, then turned to the inspector next to him and said, "I'll go report the situation first. I'll leave this place to you."
"Mr. Zhao, you are too polite. Please take care."
The inspector had an attentive smile on his face and spoke in an extremely polite tone.
Senlian Capital has always been treated as a VIP in the five states actually controlled by the Omoro people.
They know better than anyone who is the one who really feeds them.
What's more, these foreign businessmen, especially the Chinese businessmen, are not easy to mess with. Their individual equipment far exceeds that of the Abyssinian regular army. I heard that they have also purchased tanks, armed helicopters and howitzers.
Zhao Zheng quickly walked out of the inspection station and got into the SUV parked at the door. With a tap of his finger, he dialed the number of headquarters: "Boss, the gunman we arrested just gave Dajim away."
"Dajim?"
Bai Zhenshan on the other end of the phone smiled faintly, then nodded, gave a few brief instructions, and hung up.
I have to say that Behanu's brain capacity is indeed a little bigger than that of ordinary Abyssinians. At least he knows how to set up several layers of smoke bombs for himself to confuse the public.
But he had no idea that his office had been bugged a long time ago, and even some of his assistants had been bribed by Fengxuan Security.
After all, in terms of financial resources, how can Behannu compare with Fengxuan and the Senlian Capital behind it?
Bai Zhenshan thought for a moment, picked up the phone again, and called the person in charge of Fengxuan Abyssinia Region.
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"So you're saying there's $100,000 in this card?"
Zhu Ruizhe was lying on the bed, his face flushed but his lips pale as he spoke.
He didn't expect that he would be shot as soon as he landed.
Then he exchanged it for another 100,000 US dollars!
He worked hard for several years in his home country and saved less than 200,000 yuan by living frugally. But he did not expect that after coming to Abyssinia, he would earn more than 600,000 yuan in just one day.
It's true that the money comes quickly, but it's such a pain in the ass!
"200,000 US dollars if you die."
Liu Hanbin joked with a smile.
"I'm not greedy, 100,000 US dollars is enough."
Zhu Ruizhe chuckled and then cried out "ouch", apparently he was laughing too proudly and pulled the wound.
"Just focus on getting well first. When you're well, we can work together and make more money!"
Liu Hanbin said.
"It's raining." Zhu Ruizhe glanced out the window and said subconsciously.
Liu Hanbin looked up in the direction of the voice and saw fine raindrops floating in the sky. He was secretly amazed.
It's the end of October now, and the rainy season should have been over long ago.
But then he thought again and found it funny: the rain in East Africa is like a forty-year-old man peeing. You feel like you have finished peeing, but when you look down, there will always be a few drops dripping. There is no fixed time.
The other side.
In Asbeba, Mehari, who holds military power, is sitting in the courtyard of his villa.
He nodded slightly only after Tafe finished explaining Behannu's arrangements in detail.
The mission was to mobilize personnel to capture Dajim at one o'clock in the morning.
The charge was: attacking foreign businessmen, which had a huge negative impact on Abyssinia's economic development.
"Mr. Taffy, please tell my boss that I will strictly follow the order and will not delay."
Mehari agreed immediately without any hesitation.
"Well, good job, Mr. Mehari."
Taffy responded politely.
Behannu's move can be said to kill three birds with one stone.
First, it dealt a blow to the economic development plans of the Omoro people, because no legitimate businessman would dare to do business in a place where they could lose their lives at any time.
He wanted to make cross-border companies at home and abroad understand that if they wanted to do business in Abyssinia, they had to cooperate with the Hamra people, otherwise their lives would not be guaranteed.
Second, take the opportunity to get rid of Dajim and thereby weaken the overall status of the Tirege people;
Third, take advantage of this opportunity to win over Leggi and lay the groundwork for further planning.
There is nothing wrong with the planning itself, and there are no mistakes in the implementation process.
The only problem is that Behannu is like a transparent person in front of Chen Yansen.
You know, Senlian Capital has been operating in Abyssinia for more than three years. On the surface, it is selling mobile phones and electric vehicles all day long, but it has done a lot of preparatory work in private.
A bunch of poor guys, they will work hard for money!
From key positions in the Central Department to the core circles of various tribes, and even middle and lower-level managers in the army, there are spies planted by Senlian Capital.
Behanu's plan, which he thought was secret, was like a transparent glass in Chen Yansen's eyes, visible at a glance.
"If you're not in a hurry, why don't you stay and have a drink before leaving?"
Mehari suggested with a smile.
After saying that, he clapped his hands, and a tall and hot white beauty slowly walked over carrying a bottle of whiskey worth thousands of US dollars.
"Then I'll call the boss first."
Tafe licked his lips and immediately understood.
He understood what Mehari meant, drink first, then taste the beauty.
Then he took out his cell phone and reported to Behannu.
Mehari, who was sitting opposite, smiled coldly, reached out to pick up the phone on the table, and quickly sent out a few messages.
Not long after, four middle-level military managers hurried over.
These four people have one thing in common: they are all Mehari's direct confidants.
When they were able to study at a military academy in Europe, both tuition and food expenses were funded by Mehari.
The sky gradually darkened, the night slowly thickened, and the rain became heavier and heavier.
Mehari put down his wine glass, pulled out a fruit knife from the fruit bowl, and then stabbed it into Tafe's heart without warning.
Tafei's eyes suddenly widened, and his lips trembled as he tried to make a sound, but only foamy blood came out.
He looked at the fruit knife on his chest in disbelief, the handle of the knife still trembling slightly with the beating of his heart.
The tall white beauty screamed in fright, and the wine glass in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, and the amber wine mixed with glass fragments splashed all over the floor.
She stumbled back, her face filled with horror.
"Boss, what are you doing?" one of his confidants asked in shock.
The other three people had similar expressions.
Everyone knows that Tafe is Behannu's personal assistant and his most trusted confidant.
If Tafe were killed at this time, it would be tantamount to going against Behannu, and there would be no room for maneuver.
"Do you think Behanu is fit to be the head of Abyssinia? Wasn't he the one who instigated the conflicts between the Hamra, Omoro, and Tirege peoples over the years?
He negotiated peace, then fabricated charges and wants me to arrest Dajim tonight. With a man like him, is there any hope for the country?
Mehari slowly stood up, his eyes sweeping over the four confidants one by one. After a pause, he said, "Think back, what hard times did you go through ten years ago? Who gave you the opportunity to achieve such a position today?"
"Boss, I listen to you."
One of the confidants immediately expressed his opinion.
As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out the fruit knife from Tafei's chest and stabbed it back without hesitation.
"Ah——!" Tafei screamed and sobbed.
"good!"
Mehari nodded with satisfaction and pulled out a pistol.
The other three immediately understood that the half-dead Tafe in front of them was their "token of allegiance"!
Taking action means agreeing to join the gang; if you don’t take action, you will die in the next second!
The three of them looked at each other, and the last trace of hesitation in their eyes was replaced by ruthlessness.
A man stepped forward quickly, covered Tafe's mouth to prevent him from making any more sound, pulled out a knife, and stabbed him hard.
The remaining two followed suit and stabbed him twice more.
Tafei's body twitched a few times and then became completely motionless.
The white beauty had already collapsed on the ground in fear, trembling all over, not even daring to cry loudly.
Mehari didn't even look at her. He ordered his trusted confidant, "Bury Tafe's body in a secluded place. Remember, do it cleanly."
"Boss, what should we do next?"
The four henchmen who saw the blood stared at Mehari with burning eyes and asked.
They knew very well that there was no turning back and there were only two paths before them: either help Mehari take a high position, or be killed by Behannu.
Mehari put his pistol back on his waist and ordered slowly, "First, notify Kelun stationed in the western suburbs and have him seal all entrances and exits before 1:00 AM. Only people are allowed in, not out."
"Second, cut off Behannu's communications. Have the technical team bring jamming equipment. At midnight, all civilian and military frequency bands in Asbeba must be paralyzed, leaving only our encrypted channels."
"Boss, Behannu's guards number over 300, all veterans of the battlefield."
The confidant who first expressed his opinion showed concern and gave a gentle reminder.
"Don't worry about that. I've made preparations."
Mehari said casually in a relaxed tone, without a look of concern on his face.
At this moment, the four confidants also understood Mehari's thoughts. He was planning a rebellion!
But then they thought about it and realized that Behannu had used the same method to get the position of head of the Central Department.
Since someone can break the old order, why can't they follow Mehari and build a new order?
But what they didn't expect was that the Omoros were also secretly mobilizing troops and heading towards Asbeba.
Thousands of kilometers away in Hong Kong Island, Chen Yansen was attending a cocktail party hosted by the Huo family.
In his eyes, there may be right and wrong in this world, but the right to define right and wrong has always been in the hands of the winners.
Whoever wins in the end will have the final right of interpretation.
Losing is called rebellion, winning is changing the world!
Sunlink Capital is in need of a new overseas territory. As long as it takes over Abyssinia first and then uses this springboard to spy on Maria, it will be able to successfully control the outlet to the Red Sea and open up a key channel.
"What is Mr. Chen thinking about?"
Just as Chen Yansen was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window thinking, a clear female voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
(End of this chapter)
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