Kaleidoscope open the door

Cocoa's trade partner here is a lieutenant colonel who leads troops stationed near an oil pipeline somewhere.

Due to certain rules, the big powers who want resources here cannot go down in person. They can only choose the local troops here as chess pieces to attack each other. Even so, the support they can give to the chess pieces is quite limited. Watching, even the funds have to be secretly given, don't even think about directly supporting weapons.

It is precisely because of this that the Middle East has once become an active area for arms dealers. The chess players behind some of the chess pieces are quite bold. Coco's shot shows the huge profits of this business.

Coco, as one of the people in charge of hcli, always sells goods that are expensive. In her words, "rpg and ak are poor people's toys". Cocoa who sells missiles is natural. .

And this time, the goods Coco personally escorted were eight surface-to-air missiles. Although it was not a world-renowned model like the Tomahawk, the cost would not be less than 500,000, and the price would have to be changed. Several times...Bigou surface-to-air missiles have brought close to 10 million yuan in revenue.

"Radio obstruction!? Maybe? Your "may" makes it difficult for me to deal with! Hurry up and find out the cause!"

On a fairly flat dirt road in the mountains, a train group was driving, and Coco's "Dragon Roar" came out of the second car, joking to Lutz, who was driving Coco:

"It's dangerous, the eldest is going crazy, hehe."

He bared his teeth, pretending to be vicious.

Coco is quite easy-going towards his subordinates. He has not seen the strong before, with a casual demeanor and a somewhat helpless tone:

"It's because the hands and feet of the headquarters are too uncomfortable. That group of people is really irritating, so that they can't get in touch with Valmei and Tojo, who are meeting in the next town, and that's fine.

The question now is..."

The trip was not smooth, but it was not just that the communication was cut off in Coco's heart. After all, the so-called communication cut off was just that ordinary mobile phones could not be used, and the impact of satellite phones was minimal. Although Valmei and Tojo did not carry satellite phones, But really wanting to contact Valmay and Tojo is just a little bit of work, and the solution is always more difficult.

What really affects Coco's mood is the btr-60, which appeared in front of the convoy at some unknown time. The wheeled armoured personnel carrier developed by the former Soviet Union has no turret and has a fairly good defense.

"What's the situation with these guys..."

According to Lemm’s judgment, this armored personnel carrier is a security vehicle equipped on the border in this country... However, the place in the Middle East is very chaotic. The name of hcli may not be useful. Due to the electric wave barrier, Coco can not only be able to contact Val Meihe Tojo, too, couldn't contact the buyer of this trip, so Coco really didn't know what happened to the armored personnel carrier that popped up suddenly.

However, Coco doesn't really care about the sudden appearance of armored personnel carriers. The so-called armored personnel carriers are strong or weak. The defense power of the etr-60 is indeed good compared with ordinary armored vehicles, but it is not armed and wants to block with its own physique. Loading a heavy truck with a load of 20 tons while driving is no different from a manang arm.

The wonder of the world is that when you take it for granted, accidents will appear without your opinion.

boom!

A violent explosion appeared on the right side of the armored personnel carrier without warning, and the armored vehicle flew out in black smoke in an instant. Needless to say, the fate of the soldiers in it.

Fortunately, the driving skills of the players in the Coco team were pretty good. They reacted at the same time as the explosion occurred, turning the steering wheel and stepping on the brakes at one go, and stopped together on the dirt road by mistake.

trap!?

Coco and others suddenly thought of this possibility, and everyone was ready to fight.

"Don't go out, Miss!"

Lutz's shout failed to prevent Coco from pushing the door angrily to get out of the car.

"Wh, what's the situation!?"

Coco trot a few steps to the side of the road, his angle of view shifted slightly down, and he looked at the villages and towns in the distant valley as the trading point, but found that several thick black smoke was blown to one side by the wind. Although the distance was too far to see what happened, but It is definitely not a good development.

"Hmph, the battle for the oil pipeline, this has become a real battle area."

Lemu, a gray-haired veteran who still maintains a strong physique and full of energy, has an extraordinary experience in the battlefield. He only took a glance to understand what was going on. He handed his binoculars to Coco and pointed in a direction. prompt.

"This is the reason why the phone can't get through, Coco."

Lehm doesn't need a telescope. With his rich battlefield experience combined with the previous communication interruption, he almost understands what happened in the village and town. Lighting a cigarette is both an explanation and a reminder. He smiled beside Coco:

"GS mobile phone base stations, telephone exchanges, and microwave communication facilities are either self-destructed or destroyed by others. In this way, intelligence control can be carried out instead.

Satellites are not omnipotent, this is the so-called war in a black box..."

Coco finally understood what was going on, but his mood didn't get any better, and he sighed helplessly:

"Hey, Mr. Lehm, you really know."

Although it is impossible to be an arms dealer to complete every transaction smoothly every time, Coco's recent luck seems to be not very good. The previous transactions in small Eastern European countries were almost disturbed. It was a gun battle and a negotiation. The deal is still on the road with various problems, which really makes Coco upset and helpless.

Lehm smiled noncommittal when he heard the words, and it became clear that the only two wars for oil resources that were recorded in the history of the world happened during his service. What's more unfortunate is that he both Participated, not to mention that he had done similar things back then.

But now is not the time to tell the story of his past. Although Lem is happy to tell about his glorious past, conditions do not allow it.

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Chapter Seven Hundred and Twelve

The closed war that cuts off a certain place’s external information interaction is called a black box war, but there are many ways of information interaction, which can ultimately be divided into electromagnetic long-distance information interaction and face-to-face close information interaction.

In order to fight for the control of the oil transportation pipeline, the forces that self-destruct or use the hands of hostile forces to destroy the ability of satellite receivers, telephone exchanges and other local and remote information exchanges with the outside world, the surrounding blockade will naturally not be less. The mine buried in the road that blew up the armored vehicle is the best proof.

During the time when Coco and Lemu were talking, a battle team around the blockade also quietly surrounded Coco and his party... In fact, at the beginning, members who were skilled in combat such as Lemu found those three-legged cats lurking. However, Coco didn't act because he didn't want to conflict.

Many people may not necessarily be able to win, and sometimes quality cannot be compensated by quantity.

"Alright, we are not enemies."

When the lurkers formed an encirclement and rushed out, Coco raised his hand and said, with a corner of his mouth, he used a low and inaudible voice, and said softly:

"But it's not a friend either."

"Oh, finally waiting for your arrival, iss Hekmatia."

Amidst a slightly cleaner ruined wall that had been devastated by war and cleaned up, one could see the owner who temporarily occupied this place, an army officer with a school-level military rank.

The school-level military officers who had guns and others isolated communications here were very enthusiastic about Coco, and even complimented with honorifics:

"I didn't expect you to be so young."

The school-level military officer had a clear mind. With the support of Mao Xiong from the north, he killed his predecessor and isolated communications here. However, the actual support that Mao Xiong can provide him is very limited. Many weapons that cannot be obtained through regular channels are very limited. It depends on the weapon merchants to provide him, and the cocoa, which can shoot missiles worth tens of millions at a time, is by no means a small role in the weapon merchants.

What's more, the school-level military officers are asking for cocoa.

"Fortunately, Major Buruk."

Coco smiled slightly and gently retracted the hand held by the school-level officer, impeccably superficially.

Major Buruk apologized:

"The subordinates are causing you trouble because your nerves are too tight these days. I did receive the eight surface-to-air missiles in the container."

"Then major, please sign here right now..."

"Are you busy? Don't worry about it."

Major Buruk interrupted Coco's words, went to sit down among the tables and chairs set aside, stretched out his hand and said softly and hardly: