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The rest can be handled by our own country’s mine-clearing teams.
If a large-scale conflict breaks out,
we might also find ourselves in a difficult position.
After thinking it over, Jin Locke said, "Colonel Brennald, take them and leave the base immediately, head to Maputo, and make sure to maintain secrecy."
Jin Locke still felt that they couldn’t delay any longer.
...
The base.
Upon receiving the order,
Colonel Brennald did not hesitate.
He had his men escort the mine-clearing convoy to the capital, Maputo, choosing to depart from the back door of the base.
Just half an hour after the convoy left,
Brennald felt somewhat relieved of Locke’s foresight.
Outside the base, more and more people were slowly gathering, many armed with guns, and he even spotted a familiar figure—Kid. Brennald squinted his eyes, suddenly having an epiphany.
In the distance,
Kid sent a few subordinates to the tribe again.
He discovered that the previous notification was complete nonsense.
Due to the poor quality of the call, the people in the tribe didn’t understand what his confidant was saying at all; they thought it was just a casual phone call, and many were angry. Why make a damn call in the middle of the night?
This misunderstanding,
made Kid want to curse out loud.
But it seemed useless. In this godforsaken place, having a signal was already a luxury, what more could he want? Subsequently, informed personally by his men, the people from the surrounding tribes got out of bed, their interest piqued—ready to extort.
Angry?
That did not exist.
These robbers were inherently restless in their tribes. Dying on the streets any given day was normal for them. They were always prepared; one death could mean a sum of money, and that was a tangible benefit for these tribes.
Revenge wouldn’t bring money.
Therefore,
In Brennald’s eyes,
Many in the tribes were smiling. Seeing this, he didn’t know quite how to feel; there was a hint of bitterness as he observed these people, his own countrymen.
"Sigh..." Brennald sighed deeply.
Pity for their plight, but anger at their lack of struggle.
The underdevelopment of Africa’s economy, along with the shortsightedness and greed of these people, are inseparable. This is extremely common across Africa: lazy and poor, yet covetous, leading to a high crime rate.
A dreadful investment environment.
As an educated man, he understood deeply.
Here,
The only reason for poverty,
was laziness.
"Hand over the murderer..."
"We want compensation..."
"..."
Outside the base, hundreds of people were continuously chanting slogans. The black soldiers watched these people impassively, not afraid of conflict arising, knowing full well that no tribe would dare start a fight with the local stationed troops.
Otherwise,
Whether there was justification or not, it would turn into injustice.
At this moment,
Kid stepped forward.
He crossed the soldiers’ defensive line.
Brennald frowned and asked, "Police Chief Kid, what are you here for?"
"I’m here to maintain law and order, of course. With so many people, it would be troublesome if things get out of control," Kid said with a chuckle.
"Then do your job instead of standing on the sidelines," Brennald shot back bluntly.
Kid’s expression turned awkward.
"There are too many people, and we’re short-staffed."
"Don’t you have a loudspeaker?" Brennald said with a smile.
Having been pointed out, Kid had no choice but to go and maintain order, taking the loudspeaker and standing on a vehicle.
"Everyone calm down. Shouting won’t solve any problems. You need to trust the law, trust that justice will prevail for the deceased, and trust our investigation team to not let any perpetrator escape..."
Brennald felt that something was amiss the more he listened.
He quickly had someone pull Kid down.
"What are you doing?" Brennald asked sternly.
"I... I was calming them down," Kid said, his neck shrinking in fear. Guilty conscience was something he couldn’t avoid.
"You know what this is?" Brennald pointed to his head.
"Your head."
"Right," Brennald said coldly, "and it’s not just for show. I have reason to suspect that you intend to cause chaos."
Faced with suspicion, Kid’s eyes darted around as he spoke indignantly, "I am upset because the murderer is walking free, protected. I won’t stand for that."
He felt he was standing on moral high ground.
Before Brennald could respond,
An aide handed him a phone, saying that the call was from the presidential palace.
Listening to the words on the phone,
Brennald kept nodding.
"Yes... yes... I understand." At that moment, Brennald’s gaze toward Kid grew colder and colder, and Kid suddenly had a bad feeling, but he still held on.
He had no way out of this situation now.
The call was disconnected.
Brennald said to Kid with a smile, "Ha ha, Chief Kid, you’re quite the thinker. Men, take Chief Kid away." From the beginning, Brennald felt that Kid was up to something, and now it was confirmed.
No sooner had he spoken than two soldiers stepped forward.
They pressed Kid’s arms and relieved him of his gun, walking him into the camp.
Kid’s few trusted subordinates immediately rushed forward, and at Brennald’s gesture, the soldiers let them in.
"What are you doing?"
Brennald said indifferently, "We have enough evidence to show a direct connection between Kid and these victims. The Presidential Palace has ordered the arrest of Chief Kid. Until the matter is thoroughly investigated, none of you can leave."
As he spoke,
two teams of soldiers surrounded Kid’s confidants. 𝑛𝑜𝑣𝑝𝑢𝘣.𝘤𝑜𝘮
And brought them into the base.
As for the tribespeople outside, Brennald, as a local, had a solution. He called several tribal chiefs in for a talk, and after about ten minutes, the chiefs left cheerfully with their people.
In the distance,
The recently arrived Caucasian reporter was also stunned.
What’s going on?
Where are the people?
Weren’t there supposed to be hundreds wanting to cause trouble?
...
Shanghai Stock Market.
Tang Qing was pleased with the outcome.
Such matters,
should not be blown out of proportion. Whether it was a loss or a win, it wouldn’t be good news for the Myanmar Military Services Company or the Myanmar Bank Group, especially when preparing to open a bank in Mozambique.
It shouldn’t attract too much attention.
Sometimes it really seems,
killing is exhilarating.
But tying up loose ends can sometimes be difficult,
especially when ’public opinion’ is involved.
After the tribal chiefs entered the base, Brennald told them the truth, which of course they found hard to accept. They wanted to renege, but then, Brennald also gave them some good news.
This incident. Kid had taken someone else’s money.
Apart from an advance payment of two hundred thousand dollars, they eventually found the person behind Kid in Maputo and discovered six hundred thousand dollars and two hundred thousand euros in cash, as well as a large number of "M cards."
This money.
Could be given to them.
But as for compensation from the Myanmar Military Services Company, that was out of the question.
In response,
The tribal chiefs pondered.
It seemed right.
The attackers had no chance of winning any lawsuit; they just wanted to cause trouble and get paid. Although it was a bit less than expected, it was still acceptable. So, they went home happily, waiting for their settlement money.
Two days later,
The tribal chiefs received the money.
The matter was completely settled.
Life went on as usual.
...
Some people were happy,
Others were worried.
Tang Qing was happy,
But the mastermind behind the scenes was frustrated.
The whole affair.
The families didn’t pursue it,
The tribes didn’t pursue it,
And the Mozambican government managed to suppress it. Even their own man had been captured, completely ruining their plan, and now they had to find someone to bail him out. Although the incident was minor, it was humiliating.
But at this moment,
Northrop Company had no longer any interest in calculating against the Myanmar Military Services Company.
A piece of news that sent chills down the CEO of Northrop Company’s spine
Came from the Newport News Shipbuilding in Virginia.
That is the only aircraft carrier shipyard in the United States.
The Moses carrier ship, the last of the Nimitz-class aircraft carriers, was being assembled there.
One afternoon at five o’clock, during the lifting of an aft ship module, an electronics failure in the lifting gear caused a module weighing more than a hundred tons to come crashing down. There were no injuries,
But the dropped module damaged the assembled mid-section modules of the carrier below.
The scheduled launch at the end of the year,
had to be postponed until at least the middle of next year.
They also faced a hefty fine from the U.S. Department of Defense.
Such a major blunder.
Dominated headlines around the world.
