America’s Big Hero

(PS: I went to Chimelong, came back to catch up on the manuscript, and almost didn’t dare to go there)

"There's no daily salary, it's just a deal. I'll provide the information, and you guys go to work. I only have one request, as long as everyone in that car is dead."

Libya, Tripoli, in an unremarkable residential building, a man in a white turban said to another middle-aged man in a turban and a black veil on his face.

"Who is your target?" The middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

He is a Tuareg, logically considered a branch of the Berbers, and he also believes in the YSL religion, but their men also wear veils, mostly black veils.

A semi-nomadic people, men in modern society are mostly mercenaries, extremely good at fighting, active in Libya and the Middle East.

A Tuareg veteran is often death on the battlefield.

After all, it is difficult for the Tuareg to live to an old age.

"I don't think you need to know who it is." The man's tone was flat, "If you can kill someone, then you can take three times the money in front of you."

As he said that, the man patted the two black suitcases next to him, which was a full five million dollars.

"According to the current hourly wages of mercenaries, a Tuareg team of 50 of you can earn 10,000 yuan a day. The deposit alone is enough for you to earn for a year and a half. If you complete the task, you can retire directly. gone."

"Didn't you always hope to retire and go home, so that your children don't have to go to the battlefield again?"

"It must be extremely troublesome for you to pay such a high price. I'm afraid I will lose my life." The man in the black veil struggled to look away from the suitcase.

"You also have no way to guarantee that you will be able to come back next time you go to the battlefield, can you?" The man spread his hands, "Anyway, he is desperate, why not seize the opportunity and retire when he succeeds."

"As for the troubles..." the man shrugged, "If you fail, you don't have to think about the troubles at all, because you are already dead. If you succeed, you retire, so what's the trouble?"

"Mercenaries are all murderers. They are afraid of trouble. It's ridiculous."

The Tuareg took a deep look at the visitor, and after a while he still couldn't resist the temptation of money, "Time, place."

"South Africa, I'll let you know the location when the time comes."

"South Africa? What about weapons, we have no access."

"You don't have to worry about this. You need to make a list of what weapons you want, and you can get whatever you want, even if it's an RPG!"

Ten minutes later, a group of two Tuaregs came out with complicated expressions, carrying two black suitcases in their hands.

After getting into the car and driving out for more than ten minutes, the younger one asked, "They all provide RPGs. Who are you going to kill with such great firepower?"

"The asking price is 20 million US dollars, what do you think." The older one replied while driving.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to leave South Africa even if we kill someone." The younger one sighed.

It took me a long time to drive before I replied, "Send the money back first."

...

Sudan, Namibia, Congo, Angola, etc. are different from South Africa.

In that kind of lawless place, Sean wouldn't do anything on the spot, and he would arrange for someone to kill them all later, and those niggers would know what authority is after flashing their bayonets!

But not in South Africa.

South Africa is now a developed country and is famous all over the world. The main contradiction here is black and white.

The focus of the world's attention, Xiao En, a white man, would not dare to kill here casually.

As for South Africa in the future, well, everyone knows that from the most powerful country in Africa, a developed country, to a developing country, poverty, backwardness, hunger, riots...

Everyone else jumped upwards, but South Africa jumped towards the cliff, and the speed of the fall set a record.

It's pretty chic.

Then why is the country completely finished after the blacks seize power?

Is it because Europe and the United States are making trouble?

There are reasons for this, but it is not the main factor. The root lies in South Africa itself.

Regarding this issue, after returning, Sean specially set up a conference call, pulling Armstrong, Shen Bi, the former Minister of Defense Weinberg, and Xiao Bu to hold a conference call to discuss South Africa's policy direction after the full liberalization of voting rights. Pulled Ao Heizi to listen.

Sean knew the general trend, but he didn't understand the specific reasons. Who would care about such things back then, it was out of the question.

The discussion was quite long, and everyone exchanged views from various angles. Armstrong felt that South Africa would develop, with a relatively complete industrial base and infrastructure, a developed shipping system, a fairly complete education system, cheap labor, and abundant resources. What can not have a good development.

Xiaobu is also optimistic. By the way, the Bush family has a stake in the mining company founded by Sean, which has been cooperating since the coal mine in Colombia.

It doesn't hold much shares, just 12%, and it's not Lao Bu and Xiao Bu who hold shares, but Xiao Bu's younger brother holds shares for the family.

In the future, Xiao Bu will take the route of a politician, to protect Xiao En for the family, and it is inconvenient to have too many assets.

And Lao Bu, considering the uncertainty of politics, also wants to walk on two legs and become a capitalist family, just like the Kennedy family, so he supports Sean so much.

How many times did Old Bu, the president of the United States, support Sean.

The Kingdom of Brooke was established, conflicted with Malays, conflicted with Iran, robbed Natuna Island in Indonesia, seized the arms left after the withdrawal of YLK, monopolized the arms trade in the Middle East, developed Morocco, meddled in the Colombian election, etc., just one Rockefeller The family name is not easy to use at all!

This is all endorsed by the US government to Sean!

A father-level endorsement!

Closer to home, on the contrary, Weinberg, the former vice president, and the Minister of Defense disagreed. His attitude was clear, "South Africa has no chance, never has, whether it was in the past, now or in the future."

Sean knew the result, but he wanted to know the process more, "Mr. Weinberg and I have the same point of view, so let our vice president speak."

"What's there to discuss? Isn't the result already fixed?" Weinberg said contemptuously in a pretentious tone on the phone.

Resigned and retired, this guy is very open-minded now, especially after Sean got him to New Century Media as an 'expert' to comment on various domestic and foreign policies, politicians, events, etc., he is very aggressive.

Of course, after all, he is the vice president and defense minister of the world's largest country, and he is an expert.

"South Africa's development? How to develop? Overtake Britain or catch up with France? Is it catching up with China or catching up with the Soviet Union? It will never be comparable to the United States, haha, this joke is not funny at all."

Everyone laughed in unison.

"Impossible. Now South Africa has reached a bottleneck. In terms of prestige and influence, they have no chance to catch up with the five gangsters. Economically, they lag behind Germany and Japan, and their relationship network cannot catch up with Spain and other European countries. What advantage does he have? The 40 million black people Ghost?"

"Now is the pinnacle of South Africa. The reform is because there is no way forward. If it is a rising period, it will be crazy to carry out reform. The problem is that South Africa itself is a strange product that has been cobbled together. There are serious problems at the root, so , their future will only go downhill!"

"Oh, Xiao Ao, don't mind, I don't mean to discriminate against blacks, and South African blacks have nothing to do with you." Suddenly remembering that there was a black person listening in, Weinberg apologized.

"It's okay, I understand." Xiao Ao replied with a smile. He didn't seem to mind at all, but no one knew what was going on in his heart. He was already a mature politician. "What's his fundamental problem?"

Ou Heizi is black, and there are a large number of black people in the United States. He is concerned about this and wants to hear what this well-known expert in the United States has to say.

"Isn't that problematic enough for a minority of whites to rule over an absolute majority of colored people?" Why do you do it?"

The evaluation is unceremonious and sharp, which makes people find no reason to refute.

"What about after the blacks take over?" This is what Ou Heizi wanted to ask, and he is now a state legislator.

Black politicians are a talking point in America and around the world.

"It will only make South Africa fall into the abyss." Weinberg said with great certainty, "I know you, Xiao Ao, you are black, so tell me you have a sense of identity with America?"

"Of course, I love America!" Xiao Ao did not hesitate.

"Bah!" Weinberg spat, "I'm not spraying you, ahem, I mean I asked the wrong person myself."

Sean: "..."

Bush:"……"

Ou Heizi: Hehe, I almost believed it, if you hadn't been the deputy prime minister and the minister of defense!

Politicians and patriots, these two words are a bit inconsistent when put together.

"I'm asking an ordinary black American at the bottom, will he have a sense of identity with America?" Weinberg asked again.

Xiao Ao thought for a while about himself when he was young, he is the bottom, "I have a sense of identity, and it is quite strong."

"Why?" Weinberg continued.

Xiao Ao thought for a while before replying with some uncertainty: "A fairly fair educational environment, good social welfare, from food to medical care, etc., a clear upward channel, strong national strength..."

"Okay, there's no need to summarize." Weinberg suddenly interrupted Xiao Ao, "There are many, too many, even if it is a worthless nigger, ahem, black, if you go to any country abroad, just say that I am an American, That’s all waiting to be treated far beyond their nationals, and that’s enough.”

While thinking wildly, I heard Weinberg continue to ask: "What happened to the black South African after he went abroad?"

The corners of Sean's mouth twitched when he heard that, in fact, he doesn't have to be an American...as long as he is a foreigner, he will still be equipped with the "pass to the receiving fluid"...

Of course, it would be even better if it was an American, and someone could spontaneously receive fluids without official intervention.

"Slums! Deportees! Black households!" Xiao Bu answered.

"The blacks who can come out of South Africa are considered to be the best group of blacks. Even those sons of chiefs who came to Europe and the United States are mostly ridiculed and looked at strangely. Most of the people who are asked about chatting are where are you really? Cannibalism?” Weinberg said with a smile: “So, you expect black South Africans to identify with white-ruled South Africa?”

"Don't tell me that in the future black South Africans will rule the country. These rulers are already decades old. If you want to change their concept, Chinese football can even enter the World Cup!"

"Haha, this can be my joke for a year."

"Black South Africans, even those chiefs, don't have a sense of identity with South Africa. A country ruled by a group of people who don't have a sense of identity will have a shitty future!"

"If you want to change, wait for a new generation of black South Africans to grow up. Maybe it will be 30 years or maybe 50 years. You have to wait for the rulers and their successors to die, and you must ensure that this group of idealistic blacks in the process Not being knocked down by reality and becoming who they hate the most."

"There is only one hair in the world!"

Weinberg’s words made Xiao En think of Qingbei, which strives to cultivate high-quality talents for the United States. The problem is similar with minor differences. It is understandable that people who grow up studying abroad in this environment will eventually end up with yellow skin and white heart.

It is precisely because Qingbei is in Caoying and its heart is in Han that these two most famous universities have not been sanctioned by the United States.

Compared with the 13 sanctioned schools, why don't you reflect on why you were sanctioned!

Do you know what science has no borders?

Bah, disgusting!

After such an analysis by Weinberg, Sean instantly had a solid foundation in his mind. In his opinion, it is safe to have a theoretical basis first, and then engage in practical operations.

The degeneration of South Africa is irreversible, and there will be no accidents in the general direction because of his own intervention, and that is enough.

As for future high-level corruption in South Africa, corruption and such...

You are so annoying, I love it so much!

This is called in line with international standards!

In no rush to reconnect with Mandela, or to advocate for total desegregation, Sean spent a few days with his family in Cape Town to let things boil over among the black chiefs.

Pietra Adem will introduce Sean to other black chiefs in South Africa to meet. An agreement has been reached, and the bigger the alliance, the better.

Although both parties and even the three parties have their own ulterior motives, it is not shabby to make money.

...

Five days later, news came from Pietra Adem, who contacted the chiefs of eight southern South African tribes, and met in his tribe four days later. We had a good talk, and Sean agreed immediately.

It's still the same road, last time it was to show strength, this time it didn't bring so many people.

After all, South Africa is not in chaos yet, so it would be too shameful for the South African government to blatantly pull out hundreds of people to arm them.

There are 5 vehicles, 1 armored vehicle, and a bodyguard team of 30 people in total. Sean's 'Land One' walks in the middle.

Just 15 kilometers out of Cape Town, when the convoy turned from the main route to the dirt road.

With a loud "boom", the leading military Humvee was blown up and rolled over in mid-air and fell out.

Immediately after the "boom" and "boom", two more landmines were detonated by the Humvee that rolled out.

It was only for a moment, and there was no time to be surprised. After all, Sean's security team has been well-trained and has a response plan for various situations.

The distance between the front and rear cars was relatively wide. After the first Humvee was blown up, the car behind subconsciously braked a little and then slammed the steering wheel. After a 90-degree flick, it rushed down the dirt road on one side!

"Enemy attack, protect the boss!!"