Chapter 818 Palace of Heaven

Zinjibar, an important port city in the south of Yemen adjacent to the Gulf of Aden, is also the second largest underground arms trading center in the world. There are a large number of weapons from many underground factories and workshops and even [***] teams around the world every day, and then the arms dealers and Yemen's arms exchange in Jinjibar. Transit, flowing into all over the world.

Here is a wholesale arms market. You can spend money to buy most of the military equipment you are familiar with and unfamiliar with, from a second-hand AK47 to helicopters and missiles. As long as you have money, you are an old man here. There are countless arms dealers to serve you, and among them A certain arms dealer may be standing behind which military power.

Unlike arms dealers distributed around the world with regional surname organizations, Jinjibar is a paradise for underground arms dealers and customers. In other places, you are not familiar with people. You don't want to buy great power and ** weapons, but here, there is no such concern, because there is standing behind this exchange. Not only Yemen's political axe, but also a number of international organizations, and the joint forces from major underground arms dealers around the world, even one country feels tricky and will not act rashly.

Unlike shops and various intermediaries in Yemen's streets and alleys, in Jinjibar, there is a "official surname" trading place, the Yemen Arms Exchange, and a high-end arms sales center composed of the world's top underground arms dealers. Here, customers are star-rated, which is commonly known as VIPs. .

Only those big customers who have a large transaction volume and can ensure their safety can be honored to become the VIP of this secret arms sales center at some point. Once he becomes a VIP, he doesn't need to go to stalls and alleys to find good and cheap goods channels. He just needs to use the power of the VIP. Report the types of arms you need, and the sales center service department can tell you in an hour how many goods in your order are in stock, which can be traded immediately, which need transportation time, and which are temporarily out of stock due to origin and other reasons.

A series of thoughtful services, just like staying in a top hotel, get the supreme VIP treatment and enjoyment. You just need to pay money when trading, and treat VIPs. The sales center also has delivery channels all over the world, and door-to-door delivery is not just the service of ordinary merchants.

More than a year in the past year, a new arms company called 'Xingyu' has risen here in Zingjibar. For this 'Xingyu' arms company, the lower level and the outside world know very little. Only those merchants with strong local strength know that this is an arms dealer from Somalia, a very powerful one. The upstart.

The mouse (Li Jinfei) is undoubtedly a strange figure of Jinjibar in the past two years. Some secret bosses like to call him 'Oriental Li'.

Today's 'Dongfang Li', who is also the director of the sales center, another arms black market in Zimbabwe, is one of the 13 directors of another huge alliance of underground arms dealers in addition to the Yemen Exchange. These 13 directors, any of them who go out, have an extremely prominent identity, or the boss of a multinational company, or a military official of a certain country. They can form a force to compete with the Yemen Exchange in Zingiba, and their own strength is undoubtedly very strong.

On this day, the mouse received a notice from the secretariat of the sales center that an important council will be held tonight, and all 13 directors need to attend.

After receiving this notice, the mouse was very surprised. During his few years in Zinjibar, except for the summary meeting at the end of the year, only when he joined the council could he see all the directors gathered in Zinjibar.

Usually, there are only a few directors here. Other directors will choose an agent to handle the affairs here, and I am busy with other work in other parts of the world.

It's not the year-end summary meeting now, and he didn't hear anything big happened. So what's the reason for this sudden plenary meeting?

Zingiba is brightly lit at night. This port city is showing its light to the world on the other side. This is a city full of opportunities and adventures. It is a city intertwined with hate and love.

Far away, three long whistles came from the port, and a 3,000-ton cargo ship slowly entered the port. Those workers who had been waiting for a long time used various machinery to unload the containers on the cargo ship, and the people on the shore looked at this scene calmly. Everyone understood that the cargo ship was unloaded. It's not daily necessities and food, but dozens or hundreds of tons of munition - as simple as unloading leather in an ordinary port.

The mouse went from the place where he lived to the sales center headquarters Paradise Mountain just to pass the dock. Sitting in the car, he suddenly saw the upper left corner of the unloading box and printed a special sign. A white peace dove and a green olive branch, but this sign is a little different. The olive branch is not held in the mouth by the peace dove or in its claws, but passes through the body of the peace pigeon like an arrow of Cupid. The strangest thing is the appearance of this olive branch, which looks like a step. Guns.

Seeing this sign, the mouse's eyes shrank and he recognized it. Here, a sign represents a legend of an underground arms dealer - Victor, a world arms crocodile. Bout, a former Soviet Air Force leader born in the Republic of Tajikistan, an arms crocodile who grew into a legend in the world's underground arms world through an old-fashioned transport plane during the collapse of the former Soviet Union.

This person is a figure to look up to for the vast majority of underground arms dealers. He not only has the support of high-ranking officials in Moscow, but also has a close relationship with the United Kingdom, the United States and other countries. During the Iraq War, this person can become one of the Allied logistics suppliers, which can be thought of his magical power.

However, it is rumored that last year, this person was abandoned by Britain, the United States and other countries because of its low use value, and was arrested in Thailand. Later, there was no news of this person in the underground arms community. At that time, many people still felt sorry, but later, after the mouse came into contact with some secrets of the underground arms officials around the world, they knew that the man arrested in Thailand was simply a stand-in for Bout.

And today I saw this sign of 'stlying peace dove' here again. Does it mean that Bout, who has been dormant for more than a year, has come out of the mountain again? And does tonight's council have anything to do with this person?

The mouse closed his eyes and slowly meditated. The car soon arrived at the foot of a small mountain in the northeast of Zingibaru, which was called Paradise Mountain by the locals. Because of the rumor, on the top of the mountain, there is a paradise palace, which is paved with gold bricks, night pearls as lights, and various diamonds. Gemstones are dotted on the building. In this paradise palace, there are enchanting beauties from all over the world who wear a sense of surname to serve every guest who enters the paradise palace. Any guest of the paradise palace can enjoy the world's top noble treatment.

This is a luxury land built by the Arms Dealers Alliance.

The rumors are not credible, but the so-called empty hole is not good. The mice who have come here several times understand that the so-called 'Paradise Palace' exists, but it is not built like the rumor.

The Paradise Palace is divided into two floors, and the upper floor is a seemingly ordinary luxury manor. It is the middle backbone of the sales center of the Jinjibar Arms Dealers Alliance and the headquarters of the sales center. The underground floor is similar to the rumors. Although it is not so luxurious, a leisure place that costs a billion dollars to receive big customers and senior officials of the alliance is by no means comparable to those entertainment city clubs outside.

For those who have countless wealth and like to enjoy a luxurious life, this is heaven.

Seeing the vehicle with the black eagle logo on which the mouse was sitting, the guardians of the Palace of Paradise let it go without any ancestors. The familiar car made a big turn in the manor, entered a passage to the underground floor, and finally stopped in a parking lot.

With two elite bodyguards trained from the Chad training base, the mouse turned left and right to a brightly lit conference hall, which is also the usual place for council meetings.

In the very modern conference hall, many people have arrived. The mouse smiled and greeted the people he knew. There were whites, blacks, Arabs, and East Asians. Finally, he sat in the sixth position on the left side of the oval conference table, because he became the latest director and the least qualified. Even the background behind him is not weak, but everyone here has an extremely strong background.

Sitting on the head of the mouse is a black man from South Africa. In addition to the mouse, there is only one director from Africa.

This black director named Alamien is said to have a deep relationship with several major arms companies in South Africa, and even the spokesperson of the South African arms company. The mouse knew that the news was true. Alamion once worked for Daniel Defense Company, the largest arms company in South Africa.

And the director has several proud products in the sales center, including air-to-air missiles, anti-mine ambush vehicles and several practical small drones. The mouse once cooperated with the other party and bought several drones to ship them back to Somalia for research. Recently, the mouse is also discussing with the other party to buy a hunting drone called 'African Eagle', which can carry high explosives to attack the target fortifications. But Alamien has never let go.

"Dongfang Li, I heard that something unpleasant happened in Somalia the day before yesterday?" Alamien looked at the mouse sitting down, grinned, and asked casually.

None of the people who can occupy a place here are simple, and everyone knows each other's details. The mouse represents Somalia here, which is not confidential information.

Hearing the joke in the other party's tone, the mouse was not angry and said with a smile, "It's just a group of clowns. After the performance, it will lose its value and can't be the stage."

(to be continued)