Chapter 874: Chapter 465: “The era does not allow us to stop, gentlen…”_2
Arturo Desena hesitated for a mont, then nodded, “No problem, Asian, yes, guaranteed pure, alright, the drugs are not an issue, I’ll deliver them to you.”
“Right now it’s hard to get small shipnts.”
“No, no, no, Mr. Pizza, don’t worry, here’s the thing, wait for a week, I’ll get you 100, yes! Certainly, these missiles…”
When Arturo Desena heard the confirmation from the other party, his face lit up, “Good, thank you! Thank you, sir.”
After the other party hung up, he hung up too.
Just now, he saw flattery written on the face of a lawless drug trafficker.
Arturo Desena leaned back and lit a cigarette for himself.
His eyes were deep, and after finishing the cigarette, he straightened up, pressed the phone, “Call Javier in.”
Soon, a black man with dreadlocks walked in, a tattoo on his face resembling… an eye.
“Boss.”
Arturo nodded, handed him a cigarette, “Go to the orphanage, pick 100 kids with fair skin and no birthmarks, put them on the ship, and send them to Canada.”
This Javier is his “confidant,” specializing in shady business.
“Boss, we’ve used up all the orphans at the orphanage… The good-looking ones are all sold, the ones not good-looking have been crippled and sent begging, this… not many orphans left.” The other party said with a troubled expression.
“No orphans?”
“Then go steal, go rob! Whether they’re orphans or not, isn’t for us to decide?”
Arturo pointed at him, eyes fierce, “Only when those bastards are satisfied will they give us what we want.”
Javier scratched his head, frowned, “The North has been cracking down lately, many of my n have been beaten to death.”
“Then go to Guatemala, go to Brazil, go to Germany, go to Europe, whatever it takes, find 100 small shipnts.”
“Victor thinks launching public opinion to expose the Red Shoes Club can bring down those elites?”
“The real hell has just begun to unveil a corner, they are just the scapegoats, while the elites… have rely moved their address from the United States to Canada, that’s all.”
“As long as they have their support, I have the potential to rise again!”
The drug trafficking business has been hit hard recently, “Double Lion Stepping on Earth” is squeezing the Latin Arica and Europe markets, because of this, the junkies have often fought with the “rude n” from the Golden Triangle.
So, “Los Zetas” is now also dabbling in… human trafficking and smuggling.
Arturo Desena pulled out a stack of US Dollars from the drawer and tossed it over, “I hope you can do it well.”
Seeing the maniacal look in Arturo’s eyes, Javier opened his mouth but dared not speak, only nodding silently.
Silently gathered up the money.
Looking at Franklin’s nauseating face, he felt extrely comfortable…
US Dollar…
Ah n!
God, for the sake of money, will let go to heaven after I die.
…
“I want to arrange a drone strike on Arican elites during Reagan’s morial service, is there any way!”
Victor leaned on the table with both hands, looking at the information warfare expert Helmut Mauqi opposite.
Next to him, General Horatio Herbert Kitchener and Deputy Chief of Staff Edward Fritz Blomberg raised their eyebrows at this.
It seems…
The General has tasted the sweetness.
“General, to be honest, I also thought about using drones to infiltrate the United States, but after brainstorming, it’s very difficult to achieve.”
“The Pchela-T2 bomber drone is nearly two ters in length and width, clearly visible on radar. Even if we broke through the radar scan on the border, to fly to Washington airspace, we lack a relay station…”
“So technically it’s not feasible?”
Helmut Mauqi chuckled and nodded.
Feeling a bit regretful too.
To launch at a morial service, regardless of whether it hits anyone, Aricans will definitely lose face!
Victor furrowed his brows…
“Actually, I personally have a suggestion.”
Edward Fritz Blomberg quietly said.
Imdiately attracted everyone’s attention.
“I’m not very sure…”
“It’s okay, speak up, boldly, we’re not like that place in Arica, not democratic at all.” Victor said with a smile.
Admiral Blomberg coughed and cleared his throat, “We can use… toy planes.”
“As long as you stuff so high-performance bombs in the plane and execute bombing from short or mid-range.”
“With our current technology, we can operate multiple toy planes with a single ga controller, right?”
The office suddenly fell quiet.
This left Blomberg a little bewildered, smiling awkwardly, “I’m just proposing a rather immature thod.”
Victor stared at him… increasingly looking like a terrorist.
Isn’t this the thod so people in the Middle East love to use?
Of course, there are differences between small drones and toy planes, but it boils down to three questions.
Can it fly?
Can you stuff a bomb in it?
Can it explode?
As for whether it hits accurately, that’s entirely up to fate.
It’s cheap…
A toy costs only a few bucks, what bicycle do you want?
“This suggestion is good, but there’s just one problem, line-of-sight toy planes can only reach a maximum of six or seven hundred ters, and if it’s a morial service, the defense ans and security forces will absolutely cover over a thousand ters…”
Helmut Mauqi raised the core question, furrowing his brows.
That’s a bit of a dilemma.
If you can’t fly over…
No matter how good the plan is, it’s useless.
Victor clamped the cigarette in his mouth, frowning.
“If… there’s an event at the morial where flying toy planes was allowed, that’d be great.” Horatio Herbert Kitchener joked.
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