"Good Uncle Ma, I have always agreed with your point of view, how can this group of monkeys in Indonesia have the current level of civilization? It is our hard-working Chinese, it is our hard-working and smart people that make this land flourish. . And the monkeys here are actually ungrateful, you know I have always supported you."

"Recently I heard that the Indonesian National Liberation Front is noisy, and this must be a lesson. Tell me how to do it. What weapons are needed, there are no non-sale items in my list!"

A white-haired middle-aged man with a few scars on his face suddenly smiled when he heard this, "Jessie, thank you for your support. Don't worry, we are very happy to fight this kind of monkeys." He paused: "How about, are you interested in investing in this action? I can give you a three-tier bonus."

Jessie Chou likes these words.

"The cost of the weapon is 30% off, plus the British Stinger air defense missile and the French ground strike missile." Said Zhou Jiexi also shook his fingers and counted: "I want a four-tier bonus, and I will pay it back. You can send an elite unit of 60 people to you. The commander used to serve in the British Airborne Special Service, and the two deputy commanders are operatives serving in the Delta of the United States and the Ksk in Germany."

"The bottom team members have come to serve with military organizations around the world. They have also experienced many wars. They have many years of mission experience in Africa and wipe out more than ten enemies on average. This is our high-level service project. You are definitely the first time. Experienced customers!"

"I agree!" The man over there suddenly smiled, but his face changed quickly: "But one thing, although I don't have a good feeling for the earth monkeys, I don't want attacks on civilians!"

These words made Jessie Chou frowned. Is this in the enemy's territory, or the nationalist's territory, and the civilians only talk about it? Then a child might think that he is the best race in the world, and get rid of the inferior people like you, and by the way avenge someone in his own family.

"Hey, man, they are just earth monkeys, what do you care about these." Zhou Jiexi pulled up the English directly, and he didn't care how many people died from the earth monkeys. In his previous life, he felt that his compatriots hurt these monkeys with blood. Returning blood is the best way.

"And on the battlefield, who knows what will happen. Man, that's an enemy-occupied area. All we need is to destroy the enemy. Don't you know that each of my soldiers has a high pension? Even if I buy insurance, It is also high and low compensation because they are engaged in dangerous occupations."

The middle-aged white-haired male Ma Long has heard what Zhou Jiexi meant, but he is not ready to compromise on this. There are times when only the person concerned understands that the way those children look at you makes you feel guilty!

"Jesse, listen to me..."

"Stop, listen to me first. In this way, I have never been to the battlefield. I don't know or understand the specific situation. You will talk to the commander of our team about this matter. I believe you will reach mutual understanding. Others For me, it’s just a matter of numbers. Anyway, I think it’s just one sentence, don’t care about them too much. We are great Chinese. Don’t you want to join the Chinese elite?”

Jessie Chou said another word. He felt that he had nothing else in his life, that is, he had joined the club quite a lot. There are not many gatherings of this elite club, but most of them are powerful Chinese exchange platforms in the world. In particular, many people in it are hidden ethnic elements. This branch developed by the Brotherhood of the Holy Land, this kind of organization with a cult meaning, he rarely mentions, and he tries to avoid too many people knowing this.

"Indonesia is a battlefield man. We need to tell the oppressed Chinese in the world. We are not easy to provoke. We also have our own jihadist organization. We will also let those who look down on us see our determination. Xue Wei You can pay with blood, you are of Chinese descent from Indonesia."

"I may not have back pain while standing and talking, but you have to know one thing, everyone is watching you. It really doesn't make much sense just for the little jokes in the past. We are not for profit, we do not lack Money. Of course it would feel better to earn more money."

The middle-aged man over there listened to his preaching and thought of his father, his wife and children who had died tragically. With his eyes closed, he can still clearly recall the earth monkeys who rushed into his house at that time. The ferocious expression and bloodthirsty eyes suddenly clenched his hands.

Think about the rich Chinese who have supported themselves over the years. After they are in line with international standards, they have become increasingly demanding. What I have done over the years is indeed a bit of a nuisance. "I understand Jesse!"

"Hehe... that's good, Uncle Ma, I have always been optimistic about you!" Zhou Jiexi smiled and hung up the phone.

The middle-aged man over there slowly put down the phone and looked at some of the children outside the door, but his clenched fists loosened a little. In my mind, I recalled taking revenge on those who killed my family members, the eyes of those innocent children, those horrified eyes, but my heart became a little heavier.

A young man in his thirties who had been guarding the middle-aged man by the side had already seen the man’s entanglement. He couldn’t help but say, “Second uncle, we don’t do it, there are others who will do it. Those rich men All they see are numbers. They don’t care about the others. But we have to care. Now that there are so many young people who want revenge and want jihad, we can’t stop it. And now everyone can exist because of those people, we..."

"I see, you don't need to say any more." The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "We are no longer a pure revenge organization!" Then he paused and walked out "Go get ready! New weapons will be here soon." !"

"Yeah!" The man replied and looked at his uncle who has grown a lot of black hair in his white hair. "You are not pure, you think you have revenge, but there are still many people who have not yet. Blood is only useful. Blood can be repaid! Not so little monkey is enough to repay the debt!"

The man also walked out, reached a hidden low point, and after making a phone call, he went out to do his own thing as if nothing had happened.

After Jessie Chou put down the phone, she changed the phone and called some people. "The results of my preaching here are good, how are you doing?"

"I have no problem, I am ready!"

"Me too, contacted two organizations! They agreed to attack there!"

"I have some trouble here. They want more. It seems that these wolf cubs think their teeth are sharp. They need to teach them a little lesson!"

"Haha...no problem, next time I ask someone to airdrop a pack of fireworks down, I believe they will like to see the beautiful scenery in the middle of the night!" Said Zhou Jiexi paused: "These paparazzi need to relax some ropes, but sometimes they do. You have to hold on to the rope to let them know who is the master."

"Then trouble you number five!" the person on the phone said.

"Little things!" Jessie Chou said politely. "Is it sure that the National Liberation Front has contact with the rich native monkeys?"

"Yes, I suspected that they organized people to attack my transport team last time! According to the rule that profit is a suspect in the end, there is no reason why they are not!"

"Ok, things are so simple. If there is no problem, just settle it down!" said Zhou Jiexi.

"I remember one of them had a good oil field!"

"Then I'm not welcome, let's do the thing first! The puppies are matured, and they have to use them to know if the teeth are useful!" After Zhou Jiexi finished speaking, everyone briefly said two things. After the sentence, they respectively hung up the phone.

This time, he was only looking for rich people who were familiar with the local area. They were also rich people who had funded military forces. When the level is reached, it has become much easier to get to know some people. Sometimes Jiexi Zhou always feels that way.

While he was still working on this side, the plane departing from the South Korea-US Joint Command was about to arrive at the predetermined coordinates. From the air, they could already see the island below, and with a telescope, they could also see a part of the uniformed personnel outside the island’s beach looking at them.

Another point in the interior is the location of the bases of pirates who have gone through war. The captain of Zhou Jiexi's rapid response team has already seen Barney from the military department. There is a lot of signal interference on the island, and it is troublesome to call. They communicate directly with semaphores.

The Interpol on the beach below is already ready.

"The team leader has already been there to respond to them, and it looks like it is a military organization. The recognizable signs on it have been painted out. For the time being, I can't analyze where it came from." Namu was next to the middle-aged man. Said.

"I know, the closest thing here is the Pacific Fleet. This is still an American company. The company also has a lot of shameless relationships with the U.S. military. Do you still need to guess where the person will come from?" The middle-aged man sneered.

"A member of the Pacific Fleet?"

"It may not be. There are more recent U.S. troops stationed in South Korea. It may be sent from there. But no matter where it came from, we can't figure it out now." His eyes were complicated. He looked at the helicopter: "With the military's protection, they have many reasons to explain things here. Even if they kill the pirates, it can be said that the military hires them to clean up the pirate organization in this waters and maintain the waterway. ."

"Reasonably and legally doing illegal things, these are the things that American capitalists like to do." Namu said bitterly at the helicopters. Then his eyes turned to a picture on her computer, the image inside was Jessie Chou.

But he was photographed by the media when he was canvassing for the California governor candidate to attend the event. In it, he had a kind smile on his face, full of enthusiasm, and a feeling of trust. The aura all over his body was a positive sign. The man in the front.

Even if he actually has a lot of dandy names in the folks, but for the private life of a young man like him. The people are also a lot tolerant, rich and unmarried rich people, some slutty private life is a normal thing.

"I will remember you!"