Sajia stared at the M72 rocket launcher in front of him and couldn't help but swallow.
In Somalia, this was a hot commodity.
Authentic Arican equipnt, sothing many have dread of.
After being briefly dazed for more than ten seconds, he finally regained his composure.
"Are you saying... as long as I cooperate with you, you can provide a large quantity of this Arican equipnt?"
"Of course, besides anti-armor weapons, there are also assault rifles, light machine guns, heavy machine guns. If you can afford it, I can even get tanks and armored vehicles for you."
This is no boast from Song Heping.
The large arsenal of the forr governnt army of Illiguo is his source.
This secret is unknown even to the CIA.
The reason why Song Heping decided to leave Illiguo was to cut ties with Yusuf on the surface, so no one would know the connection between him and Yusuf.
"Can I think about it?"
Sajia spread his hands, glancing towards the door.
"I have to discuss it with my brothers."
"What's there to discuss?" Nura appeared impatient: "Sajia, if you want to do it, do it, if you don't dare, we'll leave imdiately."
"No rush, no rush."
Sajia smiled, looking very much like a dog begging for food.
"After all, I can't decide such matters alone. I need to ensure there are no internal disagreents, or it won't work."
Nura wanted to mock his cowardice, but Song Heping glanced at her and said, "He's right; this is a big matter, let them discuss it among themselves."
"Mr. Song is a sensible person."
Sajia showed a satisfied smile.
"I'll be right back, will return shortly."
Before Nura could flare up again, he got up and dashed out the door.
"Sothing's wrong."
Nura looked at Song Heping with a puzzled look: "How can you let him leave our sight?"
"So what?"
Song Heping said: "Can you tie him up?"
"With him here, sotis we can use him as a threat to leave this place."
Saying this, Nura's hand gently rested on her waist.
Song Heping knew that she had a ring of high-explosive explosives around her waist.
Because of her black robe, it couldn't be seen from the outside.
"It's aningless, even if we blow him up, we won't be able to get out alive."
Song Heping shook his head gently, responding calmly to Nura's question.
"Now that he's gone, can you guarantee he won't sell us out to Abdul?"
Nura worried: "The people here wouldn't trust even too much, why do you seem like you're old friends with him?"
"There's a saying in my hotown, 'Use those you don't doubt, doubt those you don't use.'"
Song Heping smiled: "I bet he won't betray us for now."
"Bet?"
Nura said incredulously: "Why do you like to gamble so much?"
"Drafting any tactic can't be one hundred percent certain, there's always an elent of gambling, it's just a matter of degree."
Song Heping's gaze fell on the M72 launcher at his feet.
"It's no good for him to sell us out now, does he not want these things anymore?"
Nura felt her mouth dry.
This gamble was truly too big.
Essentially, it was a gamble on Sajia's greed.
Seeing Nura's unsettled state, Song Heping continued: "Didn't you say he could cooperate?"
"Yes, I did say that... "
Nura's voice gradually beca low.
"But I admit there's an elent of gamble... Honestly, ever since entering Somalia, I started to regret it, this place concentrates all the poverty and ugliness, human nature here is unreliable..."
She turned her head to look at Song Heping, her big eyes showing an apology.
"Maybe I'm too eager for revenge, Song, I might drag you down."
Song Heping still maintained a smile, as if this was a seaside resort and not the headquarters of a small Somali warlord.
"No, you surely won't drag down, you've been a great help to ."
Nura felt a warmth in her heart, just as she was about to say sothing to thank Song Heping for his kindness and trust, they were interrupted by the sudden return of Sajia.
"Mr. Song, I've discussed it with my subordinates and decided to join hands with you to execute that plan."
"Which plan?"
Song Heping's feigned ignorance left Sajia montarily stunned.
He was dumbfounded for two seconds before saying unhappily: "The plan to take out Abdul at the ard organization leader eting on the 15th..."
"Ah... yes." Song Heping changed the subject and asked, "Sajia, do you have a grudge against Abdul?"
Sajia quickly shook his head: "No, but this person is very overbearing, leveraging his strong forces long ago wanted to swallow us small fry, this eting is actually a conspiracy, if anyone doesn't agree to rge into Abdul's organization to accept his managent and command, they probably wouldn't leave Mogadishu."
Song Heping said: "Hmm, that makes sense, rather than sitting and waiting for death, it's better to rise in resistance. If this action succeeds, I will support you to be the number one in Somalia. Afterward, I will sponsor you with a batch of weapons for free. Once Abdul is dead, his territory will surely fracture and be divided by various factions. I will make sure you have an advantage in the turf war."
Sajia's gaze revealed greed; he pointed at the M72 launcher on the ground: "After it's done? No, you must provide with so weapons before it starts, otherwise going to Mogadishu we won't have enough ammunition. With multinational escort fleets patrolling the Red Sea these past two years, it's hard to get weapons in, my arsenal is running low."
"You an I provide so weapons and ammo first, and settle the rest afterward? Like paying a deposit when doing business and then clearing the balance?"
Song Heping looked at Sajia with a playful smile.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Sajia very much liked the reason Song Heping found for him.
At least it made him seem less rcenary, more magnanimous.
"Doing business is the sa, I have to bear a huge risk on my end, of course, I need a bit of a deposit."
"No problem."
Song Heping agreed without a second thought.
"I can provide weapons and ammo for two hundred people, three base units per person, including 50 M72 and 50 Soviet RPG launchers and their matching ammo, by the 10th, to be delivered here, at the Esso border handover, how's that?"
"Really?!"
Sajia didn't expect Song Heping to agree so readily.
Happiness ca too suddenly.
However, his excitent quickly dissipated like a burst bubble.
"It's just that, this number seems too small, I have at least five hundred n."
"Sajia, have you lost your mind!"
Nura couldn't stand it anymore.
"You have five hundred n?! If you really had five hundred n, would you be hiding here occupying a little over ten square kiloters? Don't make laugh, don't you have a clue about your own strength? Previously, when I smuggled you weapons, even AKs were too expensive, and you only dared to buy antiquated World War II weapons, yet you tell you have five hundred n? Did you have them in your dreams last night?"
The tirade left Sajia sowhat embarrassed.
"Nura, the grass still grows, why can't my team grow too? Last ti was last ti, now is now!"
He did seem a little angry.
After all, no hitting where it hurts, no exposing people's shortcomings.
Song Heping is here.
Nura wasn't giving him any room to show off.
It made Sajia feel embarrassed.
"Alright, alright."
Song Heping suddenly stepped in to diate: "Five hundred n, right? Fine, I'll arrange to deliver weapons according to a quota for five hundred people, cooperation is about trust, I'll provide, no problem!"
"Refreshing!"
Sajia was slightly excited, giving a thumbs up: "I like straightforward people like you!"
"Good, in that case, it's settled then."
Song Heping stood up and extended his hand, Sajia quickly stood up and grasped Song Heping's hand.
The two squeezed tightly.
Sajia felt Song Heping's hand was like a pair of iron pliers, as if with force, it could crush his finger bones.
Soon, Song Heping and Nura returned to the car.
As the vehicle started, it began returning to Esso along the original route.
On the third floor of the abandoned hospital, Sajia and two confidants stood on the balcony watching the jeep disappear into the distance, until it was out of sight, one of the aides slowly said, "Boss, just let them go like this? Why didn't you just press to send them to Abdul before? He'd definitely give us a fatter piece of land!"
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