Lawrence was not surprised that Thompson guessed his intention.

"Yes, everyone should know that Xia Yang doesn't have many trustworthy people, which is why he handed over a lot of security business to a Qingshui military defense company. By the way, I asked someone to investigate this Qingshui company, and talked to Xia Yang

It doesn’t have anything to do with it, but it does have a close relationship with the U.S. Military. Shortly after its establishment, Qingshui Company helped the U.S. Military complete several difficult tasks, and its capabilities are pretty good."

"So considering Xia Yang's manpower shortage, my plan is to attack Xia Yang's secret base in Africa and the cargo ship at the same time. Of course, the secret base in Africa is our main target. On the cargo ship, we don't need to do it ourselves. We only need to

Once the contents of the cargo ship are revealed, I believe that whether it is the nearby gangs, drug lords or underground forces, they will help us complete the task well, and being on the high seas is a good opportunity to take action."

Lawrence looked proud.

Thompson and others also nodded secretly. They all like this kind of good thing that does not require them to spend money but can achieve their goals.

"Since the main target is Xia Yang's secret base in Africa, and it may even be a gold mine, do you have a detailed plan for this?"

Moore asked Lawrence about the most critical part.

"I have made a plan to spread the news to nearby tribes that there is gold in Xia Yang's secret base, and let those tribe warriors help us to test the base's defense strength and layout, and then we will take action. What do you think of this plan?"

Lawrence laid out his plans.

"Can."

Thompson and others were also satisfied with Lawrence's plan, which cost less after all.

However, President Jones of General Electric smiled and said, "I don't think CRA is required to participate in this operation. What do you think?"

Thompson and others immediately smiled. No one was unhappy if there was one less person to share the gold with.

"Obviously this is a good idea, so are we sending people there and are we directly looking for local mercenaries?"

Moore asked.

Davis immediately shook his head, "We can't find local mercenaries. Those black people are not mercenaries at all, they are completely bandits. Not only are they no match for Xia Yang's elite soldiers, they will also rob us of the gold, so I think we should use our own people."

More appropriate."

Moore objected, "Davis, you are wrong. African mercenaries are good mercenaries. They are cheap enough and greedy enough. Maybe we don't need to spend money. Just tell them there is gold and they will go there themselves."

Rob, as for those who are not the opponents of Xia Yang's elite soldiers, wouldn't it be better to let those greedy black mercenaries die? As for them who dare to rob the gold, we have enough power to protect the gold mine, don't we?"

"There is no doubt that we have the power to protect our wealth."

Thompson's tone was affirmative.

It was obviously the same Moore's suggestion, first let the local tribal warriors die to test Xia Yang's defense strength at the African base, and then let the local African mercenaries die to weaken Xia Yang's defense strength, and finally they went up.

"I agree with Moore's plan. The tribesmen holding spears may not be able to test Xia Yang's protective power in Africa, so it is necessary to let the local mercenaries test it again."

Soon after Thompson, Jones also agreed to Moore's plan.

Four to one, the proposal passed.

Thompson stopped wasting time and immediately told Lawrence, "Lawrence, please make arrangements as soon as possible. I hope you won't disappoint us again this time."

After leaving the words behind, Thompson stood up and left the conference room, rushing back to be with his most beloved granddaughter, Ellie.

The meeting ends here.

…

On the Pacific route to North America

A huge light blue cargo ship was rushing through the waves on the sea.

But it looked like a fierce gun battle had just occurred on the freighter, and the deck was full of bullet casings.

A dozen half-finished killers still had guns hanging on their bodies and were cleaning shell casings on the deck, but Peter was chewing gum leisurely, standing on the side of the ship, looking into the distance, as if waiting for something.

"Brett and the others are back!"

Suddenly, a half-finished killer standing on the communication tower pointed at the sea in the distance and shouted happily.

Sure enough, in the distant sea, a speedboat was returning quickly.

Peter's seemingly leisurely expression was quietly relaxing.

Soon, the yacht returned.

The bridge at the rear of the cargo ship is lowered, and the yacht can be easily towed into the cargo ship.

Brett took two companions off the yacht. They all had a lot of blood on their bodies, obviously after a fierce battle.

However, they didn't bother to clean up and quickly boarded the deck to find Peter.

"How about it? Did you pry open the mouths of those pirates?"

Peter asked without waiting for Brett to speak.

When the cargo ship left the Spur Sea and entered the Pacific Ocean, either someone was following the cargo ship or it was attacked.

So Peter felt that something was unusual. After today's attack, he did not let the other party go. Instead, he asked Brett to take people on a speedboat to catch up with him and "inquire" about the news.

"I have inquired about everything clearly. Your guess is correct. The things we carried on the ship were leaked. It was not just leaked, but it was spread like news. Everyone knew about it. Even the bigger gangs or mercenary organizations nearby knew about us.

The cargo ship is equipped with the most advanced fighter planes, armed helicopters, and tanks, and is fully equipped with ammunition that can be used when we drive back. Many of Colombia's big drug lords have even offered large bounties to rob our cargo ship."

While Brett found a piece of cloth to wipe off the blood on his body, he told Peter, the captain, everything he had "inquired" about.

But Peter was not only not worried, but actually became excited.

Brett immediately guessed Peter's thoughts, and not only did he not stop him, but he leaned closer and whispered, "Don't use up all the dragonfly's ammunition, leave some for me to enjoy."

"no problem!"

Peter patted Brett on the shoulder like a good brother, "One person at a time. The first time you drive the Dragonfly, I will fire. Next time I will drive the Dragonfly and let you control the firepower."

The Dragonfly armed helicopter requires two pilots to exert its maximum combat effectiveness, one is responsible for driving and the other is responsible for firepower output.

"make a deal."

Brett happily reached cooperation with Peter.

The other two would-be killer companions stood aside in disappointment because their driving skills were not up to par.

After all, they are still children, and the Dragonfly helicopter gunship is just a big toy to them.

"Brett, go and tell the instructor the news. Remember, make the situation more urgent. It's best to ask the instructor to send us some ammunition. I'll get the dragonfly on the deck and let the gangsters and drug lords know that they can do it this time.

You messed with the wrong person!”

After giving instructions to the minelayer, Peter ran towards the cabin to move the Dragonfly helicopter gunship placed in the cabin to the deck so that it could be easily dispatched.

"No problem, I'll contact the instructor."

Immediately following Brett, he went to contact the Tujun.

Many of the half-finished killers we met along the way were older than Brett, but every one of them took the initiative to give way.

This is a symbol of strength.

These half-finished killers, even if two people pointed guns at Brett, they would definitely be the ones who died.

This is the huge gap between half-finished killers and quasi-killers.

For would-be killers like Brett, the time it takes to pull the trigger is long enough for them to avoid bullets or kill the person holding the gun.

…

Li Ao Building, luxurious office, Xia Yang is on the phone with An Kexin.

An Kexin called this time to report the good news. The movie Robot Dog only made more than one million in China, but it was left to Blanche and Paramount to distribute it, deducting all kinds of messy expenses.

But he made a full five million dollars, still in US dollars.

In addition, Paramount believes that the Robot Dog movie has great potential, and suggested that An Kexin add several Hollywood actors to the role. The box office may further increase, and it may even become a hit series of movies.

However, An Kexin was a little undecided, because actors in Hollywood are not cheap, so the production cost would undoubtedly increase a lot.

So I called Xia Yang and gave her some advice.

"Kexin, making money is not shabby. What does it have to do with adding one or two foreign actors for the foreign box office market? As for the increase in costs, haha, you don't want to invest, but you also want to make a lot of money. Is there such a beautiful thing in the world? If so, please remember to call me

Come on, I’ve never experienced such a good thing in my two fucking lifetimes.”

Xia Yang accidentally spilled the beans.

Of course no one would take it seriously.

Giggling, An Kexin giggled, "I think you have lived not only two lifetimes, but ten lifetimes. Otherwise, how could you make money like this? I guess even you don't know how much money you have now. Okay,

This time I will listen to the advice of you, the god of wealth who has lived for ten lifetimes, and add foreign actors to the movie Robot Dog and increase the production cost. Whether you lose money or make a profit depends on this time."

An Kexin happily accepted Xia Yang's suggestion, not only because Xia Yang made a lot of money, but also because there were examples there.

An Kexin knew that after listening to Xia Yang's suggestion, Liu Taobao adopted the chip foundry model and invested heavily in potential technical talents to start a company. Now she is making more money than she can count. The only thing that makes Liu Taobao a little unhappy is that she earns

Almost half of the money obtained was given to Xia Yang.

Every time she hears Liu Taobao's depression, An Kexin laughs until her stomach hurts.

"I'm just suggesting that if you lose, you can't blame it on me."

Xia Yang hurriedly explained in advance as if he was afraid.
To be continued...