According to Zhao Ziyang's estimation, Yahya should send two more groups of people to invite before finally taking action himself. He is a president, and the country is a sovereign country even though it is small. If word spread that the president personally invites mercenaries, it will definitely be

What a big joke.

But the development of the matter was beyond Zhao Ziyang's expectation. Gambian President Yahya later personally invited them and invited them to help Gambia quell the civil strife.

Yahya's exclusive honor guard was paved on two roads on the beach, looking grand. This is a must for Yahya when traveling. He likes this kind of scenery. This kind of scene will allow him to enjoy the supremacy of a president.

power without regard to any party or the opinions of the people.

A white robe covered Yahya's fat body. He was smiling and walked towards the seaside where Zhao Ziyang and his party were, accompanied by a naval officer. When those Gambians working on the seaside saw the president's arrival, they all

He lowered his head and put his right hand on his chest to show respect to Yahya.

Yahya waved his right hand and walked past slowly like a simple army, waving kindly to his people. Personal assistant Kayla walked last in a black professional skirt, with a look of satisfaction on her face as well.

smile.

"Salute to the great head of state!" Such a voice came out from the sparse crowd around him. The professional voice sounded like a specially arranged vocal support.

The same president, the same dictatorship, Gaddafi is much more low-key than Yahya.

"My head is full of shit!" Dao Feng spit out these words from his mouth without mercy, expressing his disdain for this Yahya.

"Haha, if Yahya doesn't do this, he won't be able to continue to be the president of The Gambia." Zhao Ziyang smiled and continued: "What the Americans want is what he looks like. The United Nations observer mission during the presidential election does not want The Gambia to appear.

A good man rules The Gambia."

The United States, which can use the United Nations to intervene in the sovereignty of many countries, absolutely does not want an excellent head of state to appear in any country. If he does, it means that the country will gradually escape its control under the leadership of the head of state, thus hindering its strategic deployment.

Guys like Yahya who threaten to stop a war in the Taiwan Strait with a thousand Marines are what they need to facilitate control. But the U.S. team Gambia is not very keen on because Gambia lacks the strategic nature they need.

resource.

"stand at attention!"

"Whoa! Whoa!"

Following the order of the honor guard commander, the honor guard saluting with guns lowered their guns to complete their duty of support.

"Hahaha, welcome, my friends!" Yahya had a bright smile on his face and showed sincere friendship to Zhao Ziyang.

Following the words, Yahya walked forward two steps quickly, and the hem of his robe floated lightly with his footsteps, giving Yahya a hint of the chicness of a superior person.

"Boss, there is news from the gun ghost that the soldiers sent by Senegal to protect Yahya have withdrawn." Swart behind him whispered the latest news to Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Ziyang nodded slightly and faced Yahya with a smile on his face.

"Mr. President, how could you come in person? The sea wind is strong, what if it hurts your body? That would be really embarrassing for us lurkers." Zhao Ziyang said to Yahya in English.

He said hello, and the smile on his lips became wider.

The guys behind him suppressed their smiles and tried to be more serious. Shit, the words of the special forces soldier were obviously sarcastic, so sarcastic that they were revealed.

After staying with Zhao Ziyang for a long time, these guys already know that the Chinese language is indeed profound and profound, and they don't even use curse words when they scold you. At first, Zhao Ziyang would greet their mother when he saw them, which made them think that the special forces are very polite, but later they found out that in

In China, greeting other people's mothers is a curse, and it was in vain that special people scolded them for a long time.

"Hahaha, the sea breeze can't do anything to me." Yahya waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "I am also a soldier, hahaha..."

"Are you also a soldier? Also a warrior?" Zhao Ziyang asked Yahya with a surprised look on his face. He then put away his surprise and expressed admiration to Yahya and solemnly said: "I didn't expect that you are also a soldier. I think you must be one of the best."

Excellent warrior, because you are the head of the great Gambia.

"Hahahaha..." Yahya laughed very helpfully. He was very satisfied and satisfied with others flattering him.

Yahya can never get enough of flattery. He likes it. He likes the flattery of others. In politics and government in The Gambia, if you cannot flatter the president, you will never be reused, and you may even be killed.

The news media here are very strictly controlled. Ordinary people only know one Gambian radio station. The radio station talks about how powerful Gambia is and how wise and powerful President Yahya is for 18 hours out of the 24 hours. This is a closed mind.

Control, but very effective. If there were not many races, it would be like North Korea: the person who is loyal is not the country, but a person who will be great no matter what.

With a "pop" sound, Zhao Ziyang saluted Yahya with a military salute.

Suddenly seeing Zhao Ziyang saluting him, Ye Haiya slowly raised his right hand and returned a less than standard military salute to Zhao Ziyang.

At the moment of saluting, Zhao Ziyang clearly saw the arrogance and disdain in Yahya's eyes, and he immediately knew it.

Yahya did serve in the military. On April 24, 1970, The Gambia declared the establishment of a republic, and Jawara, leader of the People's Progressive Party, became president. On July 22, 1994, some junior officers launched a mutiny, and Jawara, who had been in power for nearly 30 years,

and the People's Progressive Party's rule was overthrown by a military coup.

In the military coup, Lieutenant Yehai Jammeh, then chairman of the Provisional Ruling Council of the Armed Forces, seized power, overthrew Jawara's government and became the head of state. This was a typical coup carried out by middle- and low-level military officers. Yehai became the president.

Ya was only 29 years old and was the most ruthless and outstanding soldier at that time.

"I want to hire you to fight for me." Yahya's voice gave people the feeling of a change of face. This was because of Zhao Ziyang's actions.

Zhao Ziyang's deliberate flattery and flattery made Yahya think that the lurker mercenaries were nothing more than that, so his attitude immediately changed, from being equal to being superior.

Zhao Ziyang saw Ye Haiya's reaction, and he just smiled lightly and said nothing. He did it on purpose just now, and the reason for doing so was to be cautious. He didn't know who Yahya was, so he didn't know who he was.

What we have grasped are only some representations.

Anyone who can succeed in a coup and become president at the age of 29 is very scary. They have a deep scheming. If they don't have a deep scheming, they will definitely become a stepping stone for others in the coup.

But now Yahya only has self-confidence. His ten-year presidential career has made him arrogant. As he said: No matter you like it or not, no coup can overthrow me, no election can end my term. God has arranged that I want to be in power.

I can rule as long as I want, and God has provided that I can freely choose a person to succeed me.

But overconfidence often turns into arrogance, and no one with real power can escape this final result.

Zhao Ziyang's face turned cold and he stretched out three fingers towards Yahya.

"Three million?" Yahya looked rich and wealthy.

"Thirty million U.S. dollars, so you don't have any worries." Zhao Ziyang stared at Yahya, his eyes suddenly bursting with a real light.

Being stared at by this gaze, Yahya subconsciously took a step back. After taking a step back, he felt that it was very inappropriate, so he took a big step forward with his right foot and approached Zhao Ziyang.

"Thirty million US dollars? No, no, no, you are talking like a lion." Yahya held his hands in his wide sleeves, shook his head disdainfully and said: "This kind of civil strife is easy to solve, I will give you five million at most.

U.S. dollars. You know, five million U.S. dollars is already a big deal for you mercenaries, and there will be many mercenaries rushing to take it."

In the eyes of Zhao Ziyang, the bargaining Yahya is just like a second-rate goods person. He only looks for lurkers when he has no confidence. When he finds the pompous one, he immediately looks down on him and then bargains, just like a vendor in the vegetable market.

.

"Can you go find the EO for help?" Zhao Ziyang's cold cheeks burst into a smile, which made Yahya's heart relax with this smile.

Ye Haiya laughed when he heard this sentence. From Zhao Ziyang's words, he immediately understood why the EO mercenary group no longer accepted this mission, why some surrounding mercenary groups were unwilling to accept this mission, and why

Senegal will suddenly withdraw its soldiers.

He was not stupid, he immediately realized that a series of events were controlled by this lurker mercenary group, and the Oriental in front of him was the core of the lurkers.

"No, you are the most powerful mercenaries." Yahya's face changed again, from the arrogance and disdain just now to extremely sincere. He understood that he was being eaten to death this time, in Mekal's mouth

The strongest mercenary group is really not that simple.

"Forty million!" Zhao Ziyang stretched out four fingers.

Yahya's face changed again, and there was a suppressed anger in his eyes.

"It was still 30 million just now..."

"Fifty million!" Zhao Ziyang stretched out a palm and looked at Yahya with a half-smile.

"You are robbing, you are bandits, you are robbers!" The veins on Yahya's forehead popped out, and he let out a deep roar.

"Sixty million!" Zhao Ziyang smiled and raised the price again.

"Deal!" Yahya gritted his teeth and admitted without hesitation.

"Smart!" Zhao Ziyang patted Yahya on the shoulder and said to him with a smile: "I like to deal with smart people, because it makes me worry less. By the way, what you just said is right, in fact we are

A robber is a bandit."

At this time, Yahya's dark face held back a hint of dark purple. He clearly felt that his aloof majesty had been trampled on, and a sense of shame of being played welled up in his heart. But he could not do anything, the country was in chaos,

Senegal suddenly gave up and could not ask the US government to do anything, otherwise it would be rejected by the United Nations observer mission during the general election.

This is a critical moment. As long as he serves three consecutive terms as president, he has the right to dissolve parliament and rule for life. He can also choose his own successor and become a true dictator.

"Mr. President." Zhao Ziyang smiled broadly. He pinched his chin and said to Yahya in a bewitching voice: "Sixty million US dollars is not a loss at all to you. If you had

If you accept 30 million, you will definitely regret it."

"Huh?" Yahya looked at Zhao Ziyang suspiciously.

"Accept thirty million and we will only help you put down this rebellion; accept sixty million..."

"How about accepting 60 million?" Yahya seemed to smell something, and his dissatisfied face turned into extremely eager.

Zhao Ziyang took a step forward and whispered in Yahya's ear: "The lurker can guarantee that you will always be the president until your death. No one can overthrow your regime. From now on, you will no longer be subject to Senegal."

Without any restrictions, you no longer need to look at the face of the United Nations Observer Mission, you will become an unprecedented emperor in The Gambia."

Suddenly, Yahya's body suddenly trembled, and he grabbed Zhao Ziyang's hand to get confirmation.

The other party's words are really too tempting. If, if this is really possible...

No, how could there be mercenaries doing this kind of business? Going on missions again and again is far greater than the profit of such a seemingly heavy buyout. Are these mercenaries still planning something? Thinking like this, Yahya relaxed.

Zhao Ziyang's hands.

"Hahaha..." Zhao Ziyang patted Yahya on the shoulder, laughed and said to him: "Think carefully, don't miss this opportunity and never come back again. If we can keep all the mercenaries out of Gambia, we will be able to

Let Gambia be under your rule forever, hahahaha..."

This is a group of bandits, Yahya thinks so. This is the lurker forcing himself to accept this seemingly good condition.
Chapter completed!