Chapter 814 No matter how well the negotiations go, it's not as good as a beautiful fight! The Little Tyrant of East Africa! Supermarkets Going Global!
South Nubia's GDP per capita is slightly higher than Abyssinia's, but only by a few hundred US dollars.
However, in terms of population size and military strength, it is far inferior to Abyssinia.
After all, Abyssinia had been fighting a civil war for decades, and its active-duty soldiers all had extensive combat experience.
Such combat skills may not be worth mentioning on the international stage, but when it comes to a head-on confrontation with South Nubia, they have quite a lot of confidence.
South Nubia's army, navy, and air force total 70,000 personnel, with the army accounting for the largest proportion at approximately 54,000. It is equipped with 500 main battle tanks, 20 multiple rocket launchers, and 20 self-propelled howitzers.
Abyssinia has an active military force of 160,000, with 300 tanks and 90 aircraft, including 20 Su-27s as its main force, supported by 9 MiG-23s.
With 160,000 to 70,000, it's obvious who has the advantage!
With a formidable air force to its name, Leggei completely disregarded South Nubia.
That same day, he assembled 20,000 troops and dispatched fighter jets to advance towards the border between the two countries in a tough stance.
In Legge's view, if the other side dared to treat Abyssinian merchants like lambs to the slaughter, they should be prepared for retaliation!
When he took office as president, he promised to protect the life and dignity of every Abyssinian.
Therefore, by the time the Global United Association received Leggegi's declaration of agreement, his army had already crossed the border.
As for the protests of Saif al-Islam, the leader of South Nubia, Leggi ignored them completely, showing an attitude of crushing the South Nubia armed groups.
Upon seeing this, the central authorities in Europe and America were taken aback.
No one expected that Abyssinia's current president would actually be so daring and aggressive!
Domestically, he proactively launched a top-down economic reform, hiring a large number of foreigners as managers in central government departments, fully respecting technical talent, and vigorously cracking down on corruption.
Abroad, he devoted himself to protecting the property and lives of his citizens.
Although the country remains impoverished, it is undergoing tremendous changes, transitioning from an agricultural society to an industrial society, and is unafraid of provocations.
In an instant, Leggegi's international image rose to a new level, and many fans emerged in Mimo's comment section.
Regardless of whether he was "acting" or not, at least he performed the "act" well enough to win widespread support from netizens around the world.
The central government, which collects taxes, should protect its citizens; this is a matter of course!
Abyssinia's military operations are also an effort to put this universal principle into practice.
at the same time.
Four armed helicopters took off into the night, heading straight for the stronghold of the armed group in southern Nubia.
Carlisle held his HK G3 assault rifle, chewing gum, appearing calm on the surface, but his muscles were tense as he tried his best to suppress the killing desire deep inside him.
He suffers from severe post-traumatic stress disorder. He can only fall asleep by holding a gun. Only when he sees guns and blood can he feel calm and get a good night's sleep.
That's why he always volunteers for any task the company has.
Others fear death, but he doesn't care at all; he even wishes he could die in action.
Chen Zhi, standing to the side, held his phone, grinning. On the screen was a fair-skinned, beautiful girl dressed in revealing clothes, posing provocatively for the camera and showing off her figure.
In the past two years, Mimo's globalization strategy has been very successful and is also very popular in North Africa.
"Chen, turn off your phone."
Carlisle glanced at Chen Zhi and said expressionlessly.
Chen Zhi nodded and obediently turned off the phone.
On the other side, Xiao Chuanshu was checking his sniper rifle, with half a dried chili pepper in his mouth. After confirming that the weapon was in good condition, he chewed the remaining half of the chili pepper twice and swallowed it.
All three of them were combat members in the last operation in northern Bagan. Each mission they went on earned them millions in mission rewards and bonuses.
The potential to make big money naturally fuels a strong motivation!
"Captain, with Abyssinia's fire support, why bother capturing Khalid? Let's go rescue him first!"
As Chen Zhi spoke, he scratched the itchy spot on his neck.
"Offense is the best defense. Do you think Legge sent 20,000 men here for a sightseeing trip?"
The big boss meant that it would be best to completely eliminate bandits like the South Nubian armed groups.
Carlisle said calmly.
East Africa is an exclave of the Senlian Group, and Africa is even more so its backyard. Anyone who causes trouble here is affecting Chen Yansen's ability to make money.
Now that we've decided to take action, we must annihilate these three thousand-plus people in one fell swoop.
The reason for doing this is also to deter neighboring countries.
Otherwise, Abyssinia's economic development will inevitably face numerous obstacles.
In just six months, Somalia and South Nubia have provoked us one after another. If we do not respond strongly, we will only leave people with the impression that we are weak and easy to bully.
In the international community, the law of survival of the fittest still applies, just like the clan feuds in villages, which also follow the logic of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
Leggi knew very well that this battle was a must!
At this time, reconnaissance satellites in Europe and the United States also captured images of the Abyssinian army's movements.
Inside the North American Anguo Association headquarters, the president slammed the materials in his hand onto the table and asked, "What do you think? Could this Leggi be trying to go back to his old ways, take this opportunity to consolidate his power, and disrupt the East African landscape?"
"Chairman, I don't think so! According to previous investigations, although Leggi came from an armed group, he carried out in-depth reforms to Abyssinia's political, educational, and economic systems, and is by no means a power-hungry person."
Inside the meeting room, a staff member familiar with intelligence in East Africa said.
"You really think he's some kind of Mahatma of East Africa? He's just a warlord who knows how to act. He's not power-hungry; he just hasn't tasted power yet."
Immediately afterwards, someone jumped out to refute it.
The core of their discussion was whether to intervene in Abyssinia's military operations.
Opinions differed, and the debate raged on.
The air in the conference room seemed to be boiling, buzzing with noise.
The president rubbed his temples and glanced at everyone: "Let's decide by vote. Raise your hand if you agree to intervene immediately."
No one moved.
"And those who oppose it?" the chairman asked again.
Three hands slowly rose up.
Seeing this, the chairman sneered and closed the folder: "Then it's settled! Continue to observe, issue verbal warnings, but don't actually interfere! Whoever steps into that quagmire of East Africa is doomed."
Intervention costs money. In this world, apart from breathing and sunlight, what doesn't have a cost?
At the same time.
The night on the southern Nubian border seemed to have been torn open.
Four armed helicopters flew low along the sand dunes, their rotors kicking up clouds of dust.
Carlisle held the G3 rifle across his thigh, his expression growing increasingly excited.
"12 kilometers from target! A ZPU-4 anti-aircraft machine gun belonging to the South Nubian armed group has been spotted ahead. Requesting instructions."
The driver's broken English, spoken with an Abyssinian accent, came through the earpiece.
Carlisle licked his chapped lips: "Push forward and find a landing spot."
On the other side.
Abyssinian advance forces have reached a border town and are in a standoff with the regular army of the South Nubian Central Command.
Although Saif spent three days but still failed to rescue the kidnapped foreign businessman, he did not want Leggji to interfere in his private affairs.
With the two sides locked in a stalemate, conflict is imminent!
Just as conflict was about to erupt, the leader of the South Nubian regular army received an order from Saif: Give way!
"What?"
The army senior officer looked utterly incredulous.
It's incredibly shameful to let Abyssinian troops into our country!
But Saif really didn't dare to provoke a "madman" like Leggi.
A person who can muster 20,000 troops for an ordinary merchant could, in the event of a fit of madness, absolutely dare to escalate the situation and threaten his own rule.
To put it bluntly, this is like a thug encountering someone who doesn't value their life. After realizing he can't afford to mess with them, he can only obediently shrink back and admit defeat.
Half an hour later, the two sides reached an agreement and decided to jointly eliminate the armed group.
In this way, Saif could package Abyssinia's border crossings as a just action to jointly combat illegal armed groups.
It has achieved a perfect closed loop in terms of legal principles, public opinion, and public acceptance.
Leggi, far away in Addis Ababa, smiled knowingly. He hadn't expected that his tough stance would actually soften the other party's attitude, and they would even proactively provide him with a good reason.
That Saif is quite sensible!
In fact, for Saif, cooperating with Abyssinia would not only eliminate a major threat but also consolidate his rule, so why not?
As for face, that thing is worthless.
Moreover, Abyssinia's powerful intelligence network also made him wary: he had been pursuing the South Nubian armed forces for more than a decade without finding out their stronghold, but Leggi was able to obtain this crucial intelligence accurately, which made him feel uneasy.
If Leggi can find Khalid's hiding place, he can naturally find his actual location as well. Making an enemy of such a person will only bring trouble upon oneself.
It was 11 p.m. in a mountainous area in southeastern China.
An armed force was hidden deep in the bushes, with rows of neat military green tents, no open flames, only faint lights.
In the center of the camp was a fortress built against the mountain, surrounded by barbed wire and minefields. A heavy machine gun was mounted on the high point, and searchlights swept back and forth in the night sky.
Sudden!
Several armed helicopters sped over, like black falcons breaking through the clouds, swooping down and their missiles accurately hitting their targets.
A series of violent explosions occurred at the camp, and the flames turned half the sky red.
Deprived of artillery cover, the militants were thrown into chaos. More than 40,000 troops from the Abyssinian and South Nubian coalition surged in, gradually shrinking the area of activity for the South Nubian militants.
at the same time.
Carlisle led more than forty combatants to sneak in from the mountain.
Xiao Chuanshu pulled out wire cutters and cut the barbed wire in a few swift movements.
He licked the chili flakes from the corner of his mouth and lowered his voice, saying, "There are two sentries 40 meters ahead, equipped with AK47s."
Chen Zhi took out two stun grenades from his backpack and made a throwing gesture.
Carlisle nodded in acknowledgment, and Chen Zhi flicked his wrist, the grenade landing precisely at the sentry's feet.
After two muffled thuds, the sentry fell straight down.
The three men took turns providing cover, while the rest of the combat personnel followed closely behind, quickly infiltrating the fortress.
Most of the guards along the way have been transferred to the front lines, leaving only a few personnel behind.
With his extensive combat experience, Carlisle evaded surveillance and sentries, leading his team to Khalid's command post.
To catch the thief, first catch the king. If we take down the top leaders of the South Nubian armed groups, how can we not rescue the hostages?
The reason why Saif, the head of the South Nubia Central Division, failed to reach an agreement after three days of talks was precisely because he lacked absolute certainty.
If there are large-scale casualties among the hostages, China, the United States, Japan, Korea, and other countries will most likely not let him go, which is precisely Khalid's purpose in kidnapping the hostages.
Carlisle led more than forty combatants through the shadows of the fortress.
The mountain fortress has a complex internal structure with a maze of passageways and walls riddled with bullet holes.
The occasional guards encountered along the way were dealt with by the team members as quickly as possible without making a sound.
"Captain, there's a fork in the road ahead. The left path leads to an ammunition depot, while the right path appears to be a command center."
A reconnaissance soldier reported in a low voice.
The drones in the sky provided them with visibility support, avoiding the risk of premature exposure.
Carlisle raised his hand to signal the team to pause, his gaze sweeping across both sides of the alley: "Chen, take the high ground on the left and cover our advance to the right."
Chili, lead five men to guard the fork in the road and prevent reinforcements from the rear.
He habitually calls the Sichuanese "Chili".
"receive."
The two raised their hands in response.
Xiao Chuanshu shouldered his sniper rifle, scrambled up the low wall beside him, found a blind spot, and aimed the muzzle at the entrance to the alleyway on the right.
Chen Zhi led his team to quickly build a temporary defensive line, with their submachine guns already loaded.
Carlisle led the remaining men steadily forward along the right-hand alley. The deeper they went, the denser the guards became, and occasionally they could hear hurried conversations from ahead, interspersed with Arabic curses.
"stop!"
Carlisle made a gesture, signaling his team to take cover.
In a hall not far ahead, several armed men were arguing over a map, led by a burly man with a large beard.
According to intelligence, this person is Khalid.
"Legeji's army has approached the canyon. That traitor Saif has actually joined forces with outsiders to fight against his own people!"
Khalid slammed his fist on the table and cursed furiously.
He never expected that Saif would lead his troops into the country and even pinpoint his stronghold.
Carlisle's eyes narrowed, and he raised his hand in an attack gesture. His team members pounced on their prey like hungry wolves.
The armed men in the hall were caught off guard and were shot down by a hail of bullets just as they were about to draw their guns.
Khalid reacted quickly, rolling over and hiding under the table, then pulling out a pistol from his waist to return fire.
"Bang!"
One of the team members was shot in the thigh, groaned, and fell to the ground.
Carlisle frowned, raised his rifle, and fired repeatedly at the table leg. The table leg snapped in two, and Khalid lost cover, exposed to the gun barrel.
But Carlisle did not kill him outright. Instead, he fired wildly at Khalid's feet, unleashing a hail of large-caliber bullets that riddled Khalid's legs with holes.
Khalid grinned menacingly, pulled a grenade from his pocket, and released the pin: "Let's die together!"
At this critical moment, a dark shadow shot out, and a tactical dagger with a matte coating pierced Khalid's wrist precisely.
The grenade fell to the ground, and Carlisle kicked it away. The grenade exploded in the distance, and the shockwave made everyone's eardrums tingle.
Chen Zhi grinned and then casually struck Khalid with the butt of his rifle, knocking him unconscious.
At this moment, the armed members outside had already heard the explosion at the command post, and the sound of hurried footsteps was getting closer and closer.
"withdraw!"
Carlisle decisively issued the evacuation order.
Although the other groups suffered varying degrees of injury, none of them were killed. The three injured team members received simple first aid with the help of their teammates and then caught up with the group.
Because staying where you are means certain death!
At the same time, outside the canyon.
The combined forces of Abyssinia and South Nubia have encircled the armed group.
"Have the tank units advance at a faster pace and make sure to completely wipe out the remaining enemy forces in the canyon before dawn."
The Abyssinian commander lowered his binoculars and spoke in a harsh tone.
He was well aware that this war was not only for revenge, but also to demonstrate Abyssinia's strength to neighboring countries and clear obstacles for the country's economic development.
Saif sat in another command vehicle, watching the constant stream of good news on the screen, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
To put it bluntly, this armed group was something he deliberately allowed to remain.
He needs Khalid to maintain his authority and power, but now, abandoning Khalid is the wisest choice.
After three days of fruitless peace talks, a military crackdown could be carried out in just a few hours.
As it turns out, firepower is the greatest source of confidence at the negotiating table.
As dawn broke, all but two of the Abyssinian merchants who had been killed were safely rescued.
Leggeji successfully flexed his muscles, and the decapitation operation by Wind Falcon Security was also perfect, making his reputation in the African security industry even more prominent.
More and more foreign businesses are starting to hire employees from Fengjun Security Company.
Those armed members involved in the attack on the Wind Falcon security personnel were all taken back to Abyssinia and underwent heavy metal brain transplant surgery.
Abyssinia, which was once a struggling nation in Africa, has risen to become the dominant power in East Africa, successfully intimidating its neighboring countries.
Even people from countries like Somalia and Eritrea, who are struggling to get enough to eat, flocked to Abyssinia to make a living.
Back home, I only earned fifty or sixty US dollars a month, but in Abyssinia I could earn more than two hundred US dollars, my income tripled or quadrupled.
Anyone with a clear head knows how to make the right choice.
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"A market capitalization of 169 billion?"
The next morning, Chen Yansen walked into his office, turned on his computer, and checked the market value of Orange Supermarket.
Yesterday's closing price was 16.9 yuan, just 1 billion yuan away from breaking the 170 billion yuan mark.
To be honest, the price is a bit too high, but investors are very enthusiastic and are buying in almost blindly.
"It's time to expand outwards."
Chen Yansen muttered to himself.
Relying solely on the Chinese market, Orange Supermarket will find it difficult to go further; expanding into Southeast Asia and Europe and America is inevitable.
With that in mind, he called Xiong Li and asked her to come up with a recruitment plan.
He plans to recruit a group of young people who are proficient in less commonly spoken languages and send them to various parts of the world to serve as managers of convenience stores or supermarkets.
(End of this chapter)
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