"Well, uncle Ma, I''ve always agreed with you. How can these monkeys in Indonesia have the present civilization. It''s all our hardworking Chinese. It''s our hardworking and intelligent people that make this piece of land flourish. And the monkey here is ungrateful. You know, I''ve always supported you. "
"Recently, I heard that the Indonesian national liberation front is very noisy, which must be taught a lesson. You say how to do it. What kind of weapon do you need? I don''t have any unsold items on my list now! "
There was a middle-aged man with white hair and a few scars on his face. When he heard this, he immediately showed a smile. "Jesse, thank you for your support. Don''t worry. We are very happy to fight against this kind of monkey." He said: "how, are you interested in this action, I can give you three dividends."
Jessie likes that.
"The cost of the weapon is 70% off, plus the British stinger air defense missile and the French ground strike missile." With that, Jessie Zhou also said, "I want four layers of bonus. I can also send you an elite army of 60 people. The commander once served in the British Airborne special service team, and the two deputy commanders are the operational personnel of the Delta Service in the United States and the ksk service in Germany."
"The members of the lower ranks have served in military institutions all over the world. They have also experienced many wars and many years of mission experience in Africa. On average, they have annihilated more than 10 enemy troops. This is our advanced service project. You are definitely the first customer to experience it
"I agree!" The man over there immediately said with a smile, but his face changed quickly: "but one thing, although I don''t like the monkey, I don''t want to attack civilians!"
This made Jesse Zhou frown. Is it in the enemy''s territory, or in the Nationalist''s territory, or in the common people''s territory? That will be a child may think that they are the best race in the world, you these bad people to eliminate, by the way also for their own family so and so revenge.
"Hey man, they''re just local monkeys. What do you care?" Jessie Chou picked up English directly. He didn''t care how many people died. In his previous life, he saw his compatriots hurt these monkeys. He thought that the best way was to return blood with blood.
"And on the battlefield, who knows what will happen. Man, that''s enemy occupied area. All we need is to destroy the enemy. Don''t you know that every one of my soldiers has a high pension? Even if I buy insurance, it''s high and low compensation because they are engaged in dangerous occupations. "
Marlon, a middle-aged white haired man, has heard what Jesse Zhou means, but he is not ready to compromise on this. Sometimes, only the person concerned can understand that you will feel guilty when the children look at you!
"Jesse, listen to me..."
"Stop, listen to me first. In this way, I haven''t been to the battlefield, and I don''t know or understand the specific situation. You can talk about this with the commander of our team at that time, and I believe you will reach mutual understanding. The rest is just a matter of numbers for me. Anyway, I think in a word, you don''t have to care too much about them. We are great Chinese Americans. Don''t you want to join the Chinese Elite association? "
Zhou Jesse said another word. He felt that he had nothing else in his life, but he joined the society quite a lot. There are not many gatherings of this elite club, but most of them are energetic Chinese American communication platforms in the world. In particular, many of them are hidden ethnic elements. He seldom mentioned this branch of the Holy Land brotherhood, which is a cult like organization, and tried to avoid too many people knowing about it.
"Indonesia is a battlefield. We need to tell the oppressed Chinese in the world. We are not easy to be provoked. We also have our own jihadi organization. We will let those who look down on us see our determination. Blood can only be paid with blood. You are Chinese from Indonesia. "
"I may have a pain in my back when I stand and talk, but you have to know that everyone is looking at you. It''s really meaningless just to make a fuss in the past. We are not for profit, we are not short of money. Of course, it would be better to make more money. "
The middle-aged man over there listened to his preaching and thought of his father and his wife and children who died miserably. With his eyes closed, he could still remember clearly the local monkeys who rushed into his house at that time. That ferocious expression, that bloodthirsty eyes, suddenly his hand clenched.
Think about the rich Chinese who have supported themselves over the years. They have become more and more demanding after they are in line with international standards. What I''ve done over the years is a bit of a fuss“ I see, Jesse
"Ha ha... That''s good. Uncle Ma, I''ve always been optimistic about you!" Jessie Zhou hung up with a smile.
The middle-aged man over there slowly put down the phone and looked at some children outside the door. He just clenched his fist but loosened it a little. In my mind, I remember that I took revenge on the people who killed my family, the innocent children''s eyes, the frightened eyes, but my heart was a little heavy.
A young man in his thirties, who had been guarding the middle-aged man, had already seen the tangle of the man. He couldn''t help saying, "second uncle, we won''t do it. There are other people who will do it. The rich see only numbers, they don''t care about the rest. But we have to care, now so many young people want revenge, want Jihad, we can''t stop it. And now you can exist because of those people, we.... "
"I see. You don''t have to say any more." The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "we are no longer a pure revenge organization!" After a pause, he went out and said, "get ready! The new weapons will be here soon
"Well!" The man answered and looked at his uncle who had grown a lot of black hair in his white hair. "You are not pure. You think you have avenged yourself, but there are still many people who have not. Blood can only be paid with blood! It''s not that little monkey is enough to pay off the debt! "
The man also went out, to a hidden low point, made a phone call to go out, as if nothing had happened to go to do their own things.
When Jessie Zhou put down the phone, she changed the phone and called some people“ I have achieved good results in preaching. What''s the matter with you? "
"I have no problem. I''m ready!"
"Me too, contacted two organizations! They agreed to attack that side! "
"I have some trouble here. They want more. It seems that these wolf cubs think their teeth are sharp. We need to teach them a lesson! "
"Ha ha... No problem. I''ll ask someone to drop a packet of fireworks next time. I believe they will like to see the beautiful scenery in the middle of the night!" "These paparazzi need to relax the rope, but sometimes they have to hold the rope tightly to let them know who is the owner," said Jessie Chou
"Then trouble you, number five!" Said the person on the phone.
"Little things!" Zhou said politely“ Have you made sure that the national liberation front is connected with those rich local monkeys? "
"Yes, the last time I suspected that they organized an attack on my transport team! According to the principle that the final gain is the suspect, there is no reason not to be them! "
"OK, it''s easy. If there''s no problem, let''s settle down! " Zhou said.
"I remember one of them had a good oil field!"
"Then I''m not welcome. Let''s do it first! When the pups are ripe, they have to use them to know if their teeth are useful or not! " When Jessie Zhou finished speaking, everyone simply said two words and then hung up the phone.
This time, he was just looking for the rich people who were familiar with the local area, and they were all rich people who had supported military forces. When it comes to the level, it becomes a lot easier to get to know some people. Sometimes, Jessie Zhou always feels like this.
While he was still working on his side, the plane from the ROK-U.S. joint command was about to reach the predetermined coordinates. From the sky, they can see the island below, and with binoculars, they can see some uniformed people outside the beach watching them.
Another point in the mainland is the location of the base of the pirates after the war. Zhou JieXi''s rapid response team leader has seen Barney of the military department. There are many signal interferences on this side of the island. It''s also troublesome to make a phone call. They communicate directly in flag language.
Interpol at the beach below is ready.
"The group leader has already had someone to meet them, and it looks like it''s still a military organization. All the recognizable signs on it have been painted out. For the moment, I can''t analyze where they came from." Nam said next to the middle-aged man.
"I know that the nearest one here is the Pacific Fleet. It''s still an American company, and the company has a lot of shady relations with the US military. Do you still need to guess where people will come from?" The middle-aged man sneered.
"The Pacific Fleet?"
"Maybe not. There are more recent US troops stationed in South Korea. Maybe they are sent from there. But no matter where it comes from, we can''t do it now. " Then he looked at the helicopter with complicated eyes: "with the protection of the military, they have many reasons to explain what happened here. Even if they killed the pirates, it can be said that the military hired them to clean up the pirate organizations in this area and maintain the waterway. "
"Doing illegal things reasonably and legally is what American capitalists like to do." Said Nam, staring at the helicopters. Then her eyes turned to a picture on her computer, and the image inside was Jessie Zhou.
However, he was photographed by the media when he canvassed for the governor candidate of California to attend the event. Inside, he had a kind smile, a warm and trusting feeling, and his whole body was a positive man, not a positive man.
Even though he actually has a lot of names of Playboy in the folk, but for such a young man''s private life. The public are also tolerant. It is normal for the rich and unmarried to have a free and easy private life.
"I''ll remember you!"