With this $10 million, it's enough to open another new mine, and it's a good opportunity to transfer the "Losers' Alliance" that Jihuo Defense has accumulated over the years to it.
After all, Xia Yu isn't some kind of devil. In some situations, it's necessary to eliminate him completely, but there are quite a few sensible and capable people who are willing to spare his life.
Many of those from much earlier times, like Maxim in the white top hat, and more recent pirates from Southeast Pass, have survived.
They were spared the death penalty but not the punishment they deserved. Xia Yu sentenced them all to life imprisonment, packed them up, and sent them to the mine to undergo labor reform under the strict supervision of the village protection team.
Maxim became an accountant, while others like Elmenjo went on to become mine managers, earning $500 a month.
There will definitely be a gap compared to the previous net worth of tens of figures, but this is all clean money, which can be spent at the mine's small shop.
"Then I shall accept it without hesitation."
Xia Yu accepted Eric's offer.
Next, they discussed the distribution of the first batch of spoils, and the two couldn't help but marvel at the exorbitant profits of the laundry detergent business.
Among the valuables seized by the Firefighting team at the cave shelter site were cash items with a total face value of US$189 million.
For example, a Franklin with a total value of $100 million would be roughly equivalent to a cube weighing about 1.05 tons and having a volume of 1.5 cubic meters.
The reason why Greg, who had bought Elmenjoy several minutes of time after he fell into Jaguar's hands, emerged from another secret passage was because he and several of his confidants had packed 10 million in cash and wanted to take it with them.
After all, there were cars hidden outside the secret passages, so adding a hundred kilograms or so would only mean adding another person. Little did they know that all the secret passages were being staked out by the enemy, and they walked right into the line of fire.
So whether he takes the money with him or not, it won't affect his later capture. If the CIA hadn't intervened with the DEA and the Joint Defense Force, this operation would have been a success.
Unfortunately, there's always someone better, and this time they suffered a complete defeat.
Elmenjo didn't bring back any money, and suffered heavy losses in personnel and equipment.
They had six neatly stacked piles of green paper, ready to use Black Hawk helicopters to haul them back to the United States along with the gold bars.
That's right, Old Ai also likes gold.
Gold prices have skyrocketed in the last two years, rising from $1,100 to $1,200 per ounce when Xia Yu started hoarding it, and all the way to over $1,900 now.
Since the money that can't be laundered anyway needs to be brought back to Moxi, why not exchange a portion of it for gold bars?
Given the current upward trend, it might even be able to cover the costs of money laundering in the future, making it a pretty good financial product for their industry.
In order to make the deal go through smoothly (after all, it was all dirty money), Hermenjo even paid a premium.
This resulted in the 185 standard gold bars, each 400 ounces (12.5 kilograms), that he hid in his cave refuge, which, at current international gold prices, are worth $142 million.
In other words, excluding the weapons and equipment seized by CJNJ, the total proceeds from this operation amounted to 331 million dollars.
Elmenjo also has another such shelter in another state.
According to him, the assets at that base were worth about 290 million, and with the safe houses containing between 20 and 30 million, the conservative estimate of the profits from Firepower Defense and DEA's cash assets would be around 750 million.
It's true what they say: when drug lords fall, everyone benefits; their cash flow is just too abundant.
Adding the money in Elmenjohn's account, the total profit is definitely over $1 billion, an unprecedented amount, which will have to be split in half with the DEA.
To put it simply, without their intelligence support, this money would have gone entirely to the CIA, and the profits from the Central Fire Defense's long trip would have been cut in half.
The money is a small matter, but the question is how many bad things the CIA can do with this special budget, and that's intolerable.
While the CIA launched an internal investigation to find a possible mole, Focus Fire Defense had already confirmed the distribution of the first phase of spoils with the DEA.
The total amount is 331 million, split 50/50. After deducting the 10 million bounty promised by DEA, that means they get 155.5 million and Xia Yu gets 175.5 million.
Of those, the 185 standard 400-ounce gold bars were all handed over to Firepower Defense after negotiations, with any shortfall made up in small denominations of cash.
Despite his net worth skyrocketing several times, Xia Yu still preferred green paper, only his preference shifted to hard currency like gold.
After all, Franklin could print money simply by turning on the printing press, while gold is truly dug out of the ground and has served as a general equivalent as a precious metal for thousands of years, a situation that is unlikely to change in the foreseeable future.
So just stock up when you have the chance, you don't care about the price going up or down, there's plenty of room in his bunker to use it.
"Eric, it's a pleasure doing business with you."
"It's a pleasure doing business with you, Sherlock!"
The two clasped hands, both very satisfied with the collaboration.
However, the DEA's full-time employees and informants totaled more than 10,000 people. If the more than 500 million dollars were distributed equally, it would mean an extra one or two thousand dollars in allowances every month for several years.
If it were concentrated fire defense, even if the full-time employees only participated in the first phase of spoils, that would still be $82.75 million!
The advantage of having a small number of employees became immediately apparent: everyone in the company could receive a generous bonus.
Calling Jihuo Defense the fat Donglai of private military contractors is a bit of an exaggeration, but with a bit of luck, a single deployment can really earn you a pension.
If you insist on talking about how high the bonuses are affecting employees' work enthusiasm, then employees who can't keep up or lack motivation will resign on their own. They can either step down to a subsidiary or go back to their hometown to enjoy life.
Such concentrated fire defense is like a tank that can change parts at any time, able to keep charging forward and never stop.
The so-called "big company disease" simply won't exist. Vertical management is implemented in one step, and high turnover brings high combat effectiveness. If you can't keep up and are eliminated, there are good places to go. If you are injured, disabled, or die, you are guaranteed protection, completely eliminating any worries about the future.
With the transaction completed, Xia Yu had Liv deposit the more than 30 million yuan in cash into her account, and the 185 standard gold bars went directly into the system's storage warehouse.
The bonuses for the employees were paid directly from the advance payment made by Márquez. For migrant workers from his hometown, the money was settled directly in RMB and deposited into their domestic bank accounts, which saved a lot of trouble.
All told, their transatlantic deployment only took a little over two months, less than a quarter, yet they earned 500 million yuan. Their efficiency is truly remarkable.
Xia Yu thought for a moment and decided to take some of the equipment back first, while they would stay in Moxi's place for another month.
The final cleanup of the leaderless CJNJ was also a way to lull the CIA into a false sense of security. According to Eric, their Latin American branch had been acting like crazy these past two days, even biting their own people when they got ruthless.
"It's normal. People only start to suspect that something was done by an insider after doing too many bad things. Whether it's a law enforcement agency or a corporate group, the culture and atmosphere are very important. The CIA is the most typical example of this."
Xia Yu said gloatingly.
No wonder Hollywood criticizes them all the time; in reality, they do even worse than depicted in the movies.
"But is this only the case in the Latin American branch? What's the situation at their headquarters?"
"Headquarters and CIA headquarters don't have time to deal with these trivial matters; the invoicing results for next month are the most important thing."
Eric said in a heavy tone.
It was the same real estate developer; for the CIA, everything remained the same.
But if it were that Cold War relic in their place, their style of doing things would change again. The DEA, which is only responsible for drug enforcement, shouldn't be affected by personnel changes, but Old E still quite liked the real estate developer's personality.
If he takes the blame, DEA's workload will only increase over the next four years, because this is a major boon for drug cartels like Mosie and Gorombiya.
Don't be fooled by the sudden demise of CJNJ, the most active group in recent years. As long as it gains recognition, a new cartel can easily take its place.
"Let's change it then. The next administration has to accept the agreement signed by the previous administration. We might have to go to Ah Fu Han next year."
There were no outsiders around, so Xia Yu and Lao Ai chatted casually.
“Oh, that’s a huge hole. I know a lot of people have made a fortune there. Normally, it would never be a chance for foreign-backed PMC companies like yours, but now that they’re all leaving, even if you can’t get the meat, you can still get a bowl of soup.”
Eric underestimated Xia Yu's skill as a cheater.
Throughout history, wolves have always roamed far and wide to eat meat. Weasels are also wolves, so why are they only given soup?
"Thank you for your kind words. Rather than fighting and killing all day long, I still prefer to do business of buying low and selling high. As far as arms trading is concerned, the best time is when weapons and equipment are not in use."
Xia Yu revealed what was on his mind.
To put it another way, it means they're not afraid of fighting, but they also want to make money while sitting still.
"Let's have a drink, to toast the hard-won peace, and to our cooperation during this period."
Eric poured two glasses of whiskey as he spoke.
"cheers!"
Xia Yu raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
This kind of strong liquor, which could only be bought in pharmacies with a doctor's prescription in the last century, has a pungent taste, but after the initial spiciness, you can still taste some flavor if you savor it carefully.
After finishing this drink, Eric returned home to report on his work, having wiped out the last organized secondary unit of CJNJ, and the concentrated fire defense was also to be withdrawn.
However, in addition to its own employees, the An-124 also took away a group of employees recruited by Marquez, while Rudolf boarded Xia Yu's Il-76mf.
Seeing the wrecked business jet, he felt that his own Legacy 650e looked exactly like industrial waste.
However, their PMC company focuses on domestic operations, and small and medium-sized business jets are sufficient. It would be a waste to spend hundreds of millions of dollars to convert them into military transport aircraft.
After experiencing the drug cartel's assassination list incident, Rudolf matured a lot. He no longer valued material enjoyment as much as before, but learned to use money wisely.
In the following year, he and the first batch of selected employees will undergo internships with Jihuo Defense, honing their combat capabilities in real combat so that they can return to Moxi and be ready to engage in combat immediately upon their arrival.
This also provided the concentrated fire defense with a temporary second-line force in addition to the village protection team.
Xia Yu doesn't need to pay him a salary, and the other party uses their own weapons and equipment; he only needs to bear the cost of ammunition consumption.
The price-performance ratio is absolutely top-notch, but when you learn from a master, you always have to pay the price, especially when you're learning from a top-tier company in the PMC industry. The real beneficiaries are the Márquez father and son.
After receiving refueling from an Il-78, the An-124 continued flying for several hours and reached the western coast of Afica.
The museum business in Konluga has recovered somewhat, but it may take another year or two to return to the level of a few years ago.
Xia Yu was mentally prepared, as were his employees.
Before that, it is more appropriate to actively develop new industries and increase investment in industries other than museums.
"Dad, we're home."
As Little Yuzu stepped off the gangway and looked around Black Point Airport, she asked her father a question.
"I'd say it's a second home, but your dad's job means he's always traveling around and can't stay still!"
Xia Yu said with emotion.
"Let's go home and see the kittens. Mimi grew up drinking Dahuang's milk, but her sons and daughters have a mother."
He lifted his son above his head, placing him on his shoulders, and the father and son walked toward the convoy that had come to pick them up.
Even if he can't stay idle, he has to stay in Kongluga for the next month.
After this transoceanic deployment, the employees need to rest, Rudolf and his staff need to undergo basic training, and Xia Yu also has many things to handle.
Although he still can't stay idle, he has finally escaped the battlefield and is enjoying a period of peace.
Stealing a moment from my busy schedule, I pet the cat, play with the dog, and ride a donkey, spending quality time with my son.
Of course, we can't forget the two in China. The situation is special right now, so we can only video chat. We'll bring them out next year when they're a year older, and let Xiaoyouzi, as their older brother, take good care of the two little ones.
Regardless of what others do, Xia Yu's son and daughter must not be sheltered in a greenhouse; it's a good thing for them to come out and face the storms of life early.
"Splash splash"
A few days later, Xia Yu flew his AS550 to the cave branch base after a long absence, unloading all the tens of thousands of 155mm and 152mm shells he had printed during his trip to Moxi.
The stock in the cave had already reached six figures before the Ebola outbreak, and now it's even more.
Even so, Xia Yu still felt it wasn't enough.
However, money can never be fully earned, and shipping too much can easily cause trouble. We should still prepare 500,000 shipments as originally planned. This number is neither too high nor too low, which can be said to be just right.
"Beep beep beep"
Suddenly, his satellite phone rang.
There shouldn't be any signal in the cave, but Xia Yu used several mobile relay stations to relay the signal, and then laid cables for the last section, so there was always a signal in the cave base.
As soon as he saw that the caller ID showed Eric, he quickly answered the phone.
"Sherlock, my people have retrieved all the cash and valuables from the other shelter and those safe houses, totaling 424 million. The portion belonging to the Firepower Defense will be paid for with all the standard gold bars, just like last time; any shortfall will be made up with cash."
Old Ai asked as soon as he came up.
“That’s right, just like last time. But don’t rush the cash part. I’ll settle Elmenjoy in as soon as possible, and we’ll settle that part after we get his cash accounts.”
Xia Yu spoke up.
He only wanted the standard 400-ounce gold bars; the rest would go directly online, making it easier to find old aircraft for Kedar.
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