The Strongest Arms Dealer

11:17 local time in Somalia.

An American Airlines Boeing 737 lands at Mogadishu International Airport.

Three UAZ469 command vehicles and seven old-fashioned troop carriers were transferred from Aidid by Tang Dao. Of course, that guy was reluctant to do so. This would require burning oil, so Tang Dao paid 50 AK47s for this. .

Negroes are notoriously treacherous.

Tang Dao was sitting in the car smoking a cigarette, Jin Dun and others were standing on both sides of the car, and Aidid's men were guarding with guns. It didn't look like a simple person. All the passengers in the waiting room were waiting to board the plane. Looking curiously, pointing.

"Brina, look quickly, there are... a lot of people below."

The flight attendant, who was sulking, heard her colleague exclaim, raised her head with a frown, and saw them standing by the window, pointing. This immediately aroused her curiosity, and she walked over on high heels.

Guards with guns, bodyguards in suits and sunglasses, and overbearing military vehicles can all give people a visual impact.

This is not seen in US airports.

Even rich people would only drive a Rolls Royce into the airport at most, and they had never seen such a big scene.

"What are you doing here? The guests are about to get off the plane, so go get ready." At this moment, the flight attendant came over and scolded with a black face, and the flight attendants who were gathered together suddenly became scattered birds, and Brenna also walked over with her head down. help

As soon as she was at the hatch, she heard a whistle.

Brina frowned, raised her head, and saw a wretched-looking man wearing sunglasses, chewing gum, and carrying a brown-green suitcase in his hand, and said to her, "Hey, miss, I'm very happy Your service, I wonder if I can invite you to dinner tonight?"

"Sorry sir, I don't have time tonight." Although Brina hated it, it wasn't the first time she had encountered this kind of thing, just get used to it, some men like to think with their cock.

Unwilling to continue speaking, Gelbachio saw a big hand sticking out from behind and holding his head.

"Canine teeth, don't make trouble, the boss is still waiting below." Pierce hooked him, pulled him down, and turned his head to look at Bu Lin Nan, who also happened to look up at the same time, and the two looked at each other One glance, then back away.

Pierston stepped down and continued walking.

Brenna saw a lot of strong men behind him, all dressed in casual clothes, and their height was generally above 178. Could it be that he was a gangster? She stared at Meimu and looked at Pierce, and saw a young Asian getting out of an unidentifiable car. After the two embraced, they followed into the car.

While the other big men boarded the troop carrier, this group of people came mysteriously and left quickly.

"Brina? Brina?!"

Feeling a light bump on her elbow, she regained consciousness when she saw her colleague looking at her with a smile on her face, "What are you looking at? Are you falling in love with someone?"

"No." Brina quickly shook her head and changed the subject, "I'm going to clean up."

The colleague covered his mouth behind his back and chuckled.

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"It's been a hard journey for you." Tang Dao handed the cigarette to Pierce and said with a smile.

"Everything is what I should do."

Tang Dao nodded with satisfaction, looked through the mirror and sat on the troop carrier, and the people whispering to each other still praised them. These veterans are really different. If they are some novices, they will definitely be chattering and arguing non-stop, yes Curious about the new environment, but these veterans with war experience understand that what they have to face is not gorgeous, but maybe shells and blood.

"How many of them are fit for front-line combat?" Tang Dao asked.

If he wanted to establish PMC, he needed enough manpower. He was afraid that Pierce would be too polite, so he said, "This matter is very rigorous. If you don't have the fighting literacy, it won't be worthwhile to die."

Pierce frowned and thought carefully for a long time, "There are 17 people!"

Out of nearly 200 people, only 17 were considered by him to still have combat literacy. Obviously, most of them were useless.

Tang Dao couldn't tell what mood he was in, it was reasonable and unexpected.

He nodded slightly, "I plan to establish a subsidiary company in the company, the name is: company (umbrella)! This company is mainly responsible for any military operations, as well as maintaining the company's assets and protecting high-level security. I have already asked people to register this company in Panama , I will arrange John to be the head of the umbrella company, and you will be the deputy, what do you think?"

Pierce became short of breath, clenched his fists on his knees, nodded heavily, "I can do it!"

"Very good, this is my plan, you can take a look." Tang Dao handed over a document, which he had revised dozens of times, and it was very clear from benefits to mercenary ranks, and he had already Help them lay the groundwork, if they still can't stand up, Tang Dao will feel that they are incompetent.

Pierce took it with both hands, opened it carefully, and looked at it word by word.

The document divides the mercenaries of the Umbrella Company into three grades: 1. Junior trainees, ordinary people or have experienced certain military training, will not sign a labor contract, enjoy a minimum daily income of 100 US dollars, and 400 US dollars a day during the mission, If the mission lasts for more than three months, it will be raised to 1,000 US dollars per day. After the mission is over, you can enjoy a trip to a designated place with all expenses included. If an accident occurs, there will be a humanitarian subsidy of 20,000 US dollars. employee. "

This is the "cannon fodder plan" that Tang Dao thought of!

There are many tasks that do not require elite employees to perform, such as protecting foreign business groups, helping the police station catch robbers, etc., but it would be a big mistake to think that this is safe.

Tang Dao remembers that in 1987 in South Africa, a small security company was in charge of this area. Their patrol car encountered a robber with an AK47 who was robbing a cash truck. The security company was suppressed not only in terms of firepower, but also in terms of tactical quality. He was also pressed and rubbed on the ground, without any backhand strength, and the group was wiped out!

This incident has a great impact, and it is doomed that the formalization of security companies is imminent.

"Second, there are two kinds of formal employees, who enjoy high salary and low pension, or low salary and high pension. Those who sign the former contract get a monthly salary of 12,000 US dollars. If they die in battle, the pension is 24 months' salary, while the latter contract is six Thousands of dollars, but those who die in battle will receive a 100-month salary subsidy, and they will enjoy a trip every six months~www.wuxiaspot.com~The location is self-determined, all expenses are covered (no more than 50,000 dollars), and there will be a national tour. The accident insurance of Metropolitan Insurance Company, the compensation fee is 80,000 US dollars, and the service period is at least three years!"

It depends on how the employee chooses. No one will die just for the pension, right?

Moreover, the selection of full-time employees is extremely harsh. For example, the 17 people mentioned by Pierce are among them, and only those who perform well can be promoted. This pattern...is really familiar.

"Third, reserve management, special forces soldiers are given priority (not including India), each person has no less than 5 skills, and those with actual combat experience lower the requirements. They are trained as elite personnel, with a salary of 22,000 US dollars and 30 months of compensation for those who die in battle. Salary, the outstanding ones will be paid by the company to go to Israel or American professional schools for training and rise to the management level. There will be a trip every quarter, the location is self-determined, all expenses are covered (no more than 100,000 US dollars), and the service is three years. A free trip around the world, the minimum service period: seven years!"

This is the PMC outline that Tang Dao is currently thinking of.

Pierce was very moved, especially when he saw the last page: All weapons and equipment are given priority to provide a protective umbrella (including the company's follow-up independent research and development industry).

"How do you feel?" Tang Dao asked with a smirk.

"I feel a lot of pressure, boss." Pierce spread his hands.

"As long as a person is under pressure, unless it is a dead person, don't let me down." Tang Dao patted the other party's shoulder and told him, "Also, there are no idlers in the umbrella company, they will be compiled as trainee employees, but if If you don’t perform well, I don’t raise waste here.”

After Pierce looked back, he nodded firmly.

"Boss, I will not let you down."

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