On the third day when Ilham met Zhou Qingfeng, Satari, who was previously responsible for purchasing "Tomcat" accessories, took the plane to Borispool with the will of higher Persian leaders and began formal talks with Zhou Qingfeng.

The two were also temporarily built field command tents, and the meeting between the two was relatively easy. Zhou Qingfeng asked first: "Is the 'Tomcat' engine sold to you half a year ago easy to use?"

Ah haha... Satari immediately smiled heartily and kept nodding, "It's very good, very good.

Through the accessories purchased in Borispool, we have repaired eight Tomcat fighters in the past six months, and the combat readiness rate of flying Tomcats has also doubled.

Thank you so much. We are preparing to hold an arms show recently to let the evil enemies see our strength. Persia will never be defeated by blockade."

It is a great political achievement for Satari to be able to repair eight 'tomcats' within half a year. Seeing him laughing happily, Zhou Qingfeng said quietly: "But this is far from enough to break the blockade, and your economy is still in difficulty."

Blockade is a trick of Hawksaw to try and do it. It can really make a country in a mess and drag down the development of the entire society. There are many examples, and the flower planter is one of them.

Persia has limited industrial capacity and oil exports are almost its lifeblood. However, the Persian Gulf is controlled by Hawk Sauce, so no one can easily do business with Persia. Its tragic situation is even more blocked than the flower planter.

In order to break the blockade, Persia thought of various tricks, but none of them could compare with the benefits brought by oil exports.

Zhou Qingfeng's words were even more openly slapped in the face, "The military accessories you purchased recently have dropped sharply, but civilian products are increasing rapidly. The transaction volume is almost approaching 100 million US dollars in half a year."

Satarry was immediately embarrassed. He knew better than Ilham what was going on?

Because "Sacred Light" has its own airlines and transport aircraft, logistics is very convenient. A large number of Persian powerful people saw the business opportunities and rushed to purchase desperately. All this was spent on real foreign exchange reserves.

As for the ‘tomcat’..., what are you afraid of if Hawkshop hasn’t been brought over yet?

Everything in the world is comparing badly.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't make things difficult for Satari after secretly sarcastic. He directly threw out his own plan, "Maybe we can help each other. I am willing to buy your oil, and we are responsible for the transportation."

Is there such a good thing?

Satari immediately looked up, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen a savior.

"But I hope to reach a currency swap agreement with you. Refer to the US dollar exchange rate, soft girl coins are exchanged for riyals. Oil trade is paid in soft girl coins." Zhou Qingfeng offered the first condition.

Satary hesitated immediately.

"I have an aerospace consortium that is developing a new generation of heavy multi-purpose fighter based on the F-14A ‘Tomcat’ fighter. I hope you can participate and invest."

Satari's expression was even more broken.

Zhou Qingfeng has a third condition, "My 'consortium' also has a Blue Army fleet. I hope to send pilots to each other for practical exercises and improve each other. As for the 'Tomcat' accessories you need, you can naturally buy them with soft sister coins."

Satari was already expressionless and looked at Zhou Qingfeng coldly, trying to find out what the other party was trying to do. But after thinking for a long time, he still returned to the starting point - selling oil.

Persia urgently needs to sell oil for foreign exchange. This is another matter of money, almost a dead end - the world's bitter eagle sauce has been around for a long time, and the hegemony of the US dollar has suppressed the whole world.

After thinking for a long time, Satari did not reject Zhou Qingfeng's request. He said he would report to Tehran first and he had no right to make any decision.

Zhou Qingfeng expressed his understanding of this, and then watched Satari write a telegram, asking his entourage to return to Kiev and send it back to Tehran.

At the same time, at the Eagle Sauce Embassy in Ermao in Kiev City, the little foreign girl Mixueer, who belongs to the CIA, was standing bored at the window on the second floor of the embassy, ​​staring at the scattered pedestrians on the street.

After failing to attack Borispoel, Michelle immediately fled back to the embassy and escaped the revenge of Zhou Qingfeng and the black market merchants. That night she received dozens of calls for help, hoping that Ying Jiang would help.

But then there was nothing. If Zhou Qingfeng hadn't come in time, Marco almost lost his life. He angrily launched a cruel massacre afterwards and frantically took revenge on his enemies.

Not to mention the backbone of the public intellectual sect supported by Ying Jiang, even the informants who were painstakingly laid down for many years and even NGO members as third parties were ruthlessly slaughtered. Even the authentic Americans in charge of the behind-the-scenes organization failed to escape.

The CIA wanted to get rid of Borispoel's stronghold, so Zhou Qingfeng wiped out all the personnel related to the CIA with his backhand, leaving only the Eagle Sauce Embassy to not move, which was to give him the last bit of face.

The day after the incident, Mixueer received news one after another. Nearly half of the personnel in the intelligence network she was responsible for were uprooted, and the rest were panicked and fled.

Some victims are in high positions and are heavily protected, but they are also killed one after another without any resistance. Some people even died inexplicably and cannot track down the murderer afterwards.

Ying Jiang's influence in Ermao's instantly lost at least one-third, and the remaining two-thirds had to lie dormant or even escape.

Mixue'er was puzzled afterwards - how did the "Holy Light" penetrate into her intelligence network? Some intelligence officers were clearly in contact with each other, but they were actually killed accurately.

The massacre was so fierce that Mixue'er regretted encouraging her superiors to break up the "Holy Light". She didn't know this opponent at all, so she could not bear the means of revenge.

The senior CIA leaders also realized the seriousness of the situation, but now they cannot bear it and must bear it. They must carry out equal revenge, either killing one side and falling down, or killing both sides can't stand it.

During the Cold War, the United States and the Soviet Union continued to hunt each other's intelligence personnel. This kind of hunting was extremely cruel and bloody, and could easily affect innocent people. All foreign intelligence officers must be extremely careful and die once exposed.

Although a little frustrated, Michelle still believes that CIA is just a temporary failure. The United States has enough strength to kill this smuggling company with an official background, and it only takes some time.

Xiao Yangniu stood in front of the one-way transparent window for a long time, and the door of the office was knocked. An intelligence officer from the embassy came in, holding a piece of paper in his hand, "Mi Xueer, we monitored and deciphered some special radio information."

The information on the page is simple, but the content is clear.

Xiao Yangniu glanced a few times and was shocked, "How did this damn company hook up with the Persians? What does the F-14A mean? The Persians handed over the Tomcat fighter to the Holy Light for improvement?

"Holy Light" still wants to do the Persian oil business? Are they not afraid of our blockade in the Gulf? Is there any new maritime smuggling channel?"

Michelle raised a series of questions in one breath, but the military officer of the embassy shrugged. The latter sighed: "We tried to re-install Borispoor. But unfortunately, none of them succeeded.

On the contrary, the intelligence officer in charge of this matter was killed while shopping three days ago. The Kiev police determined that it was a robbery and murder, so we could only continue to protest.

This damn company is killing our people without any scruples, but we can't do anything about it. My subordinates are depressed, and they are even afraid to walk out of the embassy."

This is the price you pay without finding out the opponent's background.

Michelle could only hold on: "I will investigate my responsibility. Kiev's intelligence network has been destroyed, but Persia is still under our control. It is impossible for the opponent to not make any mistakes."

Both Yingshang intelligence personnel nodded calmly and decided to continue the work.

At the same time, Satari, who had sent the encrypted message, accepted Zhou Qingfeng's invitation to dinner. When the two talked, Zhou Qingfeng specifically asked: "The encrypted communication machine you use is from Swiss Crypto, right?"

"What's wrong?"

Hearing the other party's contemptuous tone, Satari immediately felt nervous and felt that the steak on the plate was no longer fragrant.

Zhou Qingfeng smiled, "Swiss Crypto was controlled by CIA twenty years ago. The crypto communication machine they sold has a backdoor on the software and is easily deciphered."

As he spoke, Zhou Qingfeng deliberately gave a page of paper, "I also have an intelligence collection team under my command. As soon as your radio was sent, I received a deciphered message. Thank you for your description of me in the message. I don't intend to be angry."

Satari took the message and saw that the above was the message he asked the embassy to send to Tehran. The above not only had Zhou Qingfeng's request, but also his evaluation of Zhou Qingfeng - the greedy and shameless yellow-skinned monkey.

"You know this telegram will be deciphered by the CIA, why don't you remind me?"

"I said everything, I don't intend to be angry about your offense."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled sinisterly, and Satarry suddenly sat on wax and felt cold-hearted - he was dragged into the water.
Chapter completed!