Chapter 808： : God-making plan

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It's raining in Somalia!

It was the first rain in nearly 40 years.

There were cheering crowds everywhere in the streets, cities, and tribes. Some people knelt on the ground, their knees were covered with mud, and they knelt on the ground, thanking the gods. During this period, a news spread in Aguadong.

The reason why it rained was because the new chief of the Oroman tribe was a good man who was "kind", "respectful" and "compassionate". Therefore, God sent down the rain.

No one believes this statement in the 21st century!

But this is Somalia, ignorance is full of beliefs, many people think it makes sense, so they ran to the door of the villa where Tang Dao lived, knelt on the ground and cheered.

All this was clearly seen by Tang Dao standing on the balcony on the second floor.

His face was expressionless, his eyes looked at the kneeling civilians below, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. This is actually an experiment of the think tank. If you want to rule the country of Somalia, you can start from the aspect of belief. The name of the project: God-making Project!

There are cases in reality.

During the Cold War, the German Fischer, who admired Naxism very much, indeed established a country within a country in Chile.

He used the religious beliefs he created to firmly control the believers in cages. Not only that, he also plundered property, bought arms, and cooperated with the military government to gradually expand his sphere of influence.

In reality, Schaefer has his own clear goal, which is to build another independent Germany, and in fact what Schaefer did is almost successful.

After the fall of the military government, the Chilean police discovered two secret arsenals of Schaefer, with armored weapons including tanks. Given time, he is entirely likely to become a person who can influence the political situation in Chile.

But Fisher was alone, and Tang Dao had thousands of professionals behind his plan.

Moreover, the "moderate" choice is God's will. He just used this method to strengthen his position in the hearts of the Aguadong people. Although some people in the town hesitated and doubted, they had no choice but to follow the crowd under the blindness of others.

The think tank asked Tang Dao not to express any opinions on this matter, and it was all up to them to imagine. After all, the development of Somalia in the future is to get rid of ignorance and pay attention to science. He doesn't want to dig a huge hole for himself.

"It's raining today, to celebrate, each of Aguadong's family will give an extra 5 dollars and a catty of beef." Tang Dao said.

Hester Theodore, who was standing behind, agreed. Anyway, there are big dog owners and a few buyers, so the money is still affordable, at most it is the price of 2 human exoskeletons.

"Our next plan can start."

"Boss, if you don't restrict the flow of people, the pressure..." Hester Theodore said.

"If you don't do it under pressure, you will never move forward. The essence of life is to face difficulties and overcome them, isn't it? We must always maintain our enthusiasm for work. Somalia is not our limit."

Tang Dao turned around and said with a smile, and helped Mr. Secretary dust off his clothes with his hands, "Our time is limited, and every minute must be used in the most correct place."

Hester Theodore nodded half-understanding, "Boss, Ms. Emma Lawrence's quotation."

"Promise them, but in addition to 2 billion US dollars, we also need 2 tankers and 3 EA-6B early warning aircraft, and 40% of the profit from exoskeleton sales."

Anyway, my colleagues do this at home, and it may be very expensive to sell outside, but giving it away is just a loss of cost.

Somalia needs oil, as do fighter planes, cars, and industries in the base.

In fact, Somalia has oil reserves, but some of them are in the hands of the rebels in the northwest. Tang Dao will return to that place sooner or later.

Throughout Africa, according to the proven reserves report: Libya - 29.5 billion barrels, accounting for 2.81% of the world's total crude oil reserves; Nigeria - 24 billion barrels, accounting for 2.29%; Algeria - 9.2 billion barrels, accounting for 0.88%; Angola - 5.4 billion barrels, accounting for 0.52%; Egypt - 3.7 billion barrels, accounting for 0.35%; Gabon - 2.5 billion barrels, accounting for 0.24%; Congo (Brazzaville) - 1.5 billion barrels, accounting for 0.14% ; Sudan - 600 million barrels, accounting for 0.06%; Cameroon - 400 million barrels, accounting for 0.04%; Tunisia - 300 million barrels, accounting for 0.03%; other countries - 300 million barrels, accounting for 0.03%. Africa's total - 77.4 billion barrels, accounting for 7.39% of the world's total crude oil reserves.

Take a closer look, how many countries here are still mired in civil war?

Is it really a civil war? It's just fighting for the boss behind the scenes. War is always beneficial. If you want to **** you when you get hot, that's the 14.5-year-old rebellious period. When the thief knows that you are the only child in your family, doesn't he have any ideas? At this time, it becomes a clear grab.

Therefore, it is good for Tang Dao to set his mind on Somalia. At least the most important oil reserves are not so large, and a few hooligans don't look down on it. As for other energy sources, the company has long been developing them.

"The Somali intelligence department (AAD) needs to send more people to Hargeisa, and we need to learn more information." Tang Dao said lightly, looking at a map hanging on the wall in the room, squinting his eyes.

That is Somaliland!

A little kid who played by himself after being bombed during siad, but there, there is oil.

This is probably one of the reasons why the international world refuses to recognize him. When the time comes, think of it and go to blackmail him. If he becomes an independent country, many small tricks will be inconvenient. Tang Dao doesn't want to speculate on anyone with malice , but the world is full of malice!

This place can only belong to Somalia.

When the time comes, there will be a battle.

…

Bennett's first car ride!

He sat in the back, not knowing where to put his hands.

It should be that he has been in close contact with "modern industry" for decades. Of course, during the civil war in Somalia, he saw tanks rampaging from his house. Well, if it passes by, Bao must be smashed by a shuttle.

In addition to the off-road vehicle, there is a pickup truck in the back, and the back of the car pocket is covered with tarpaulin to prevent dust.

"Bennett, how far is it?" The umbrella employee sitting in the co-pilot turned his head and asked.

"Oh, it's not far away, the gathering point is ahead." Bennett replied hastily.

Their trip was to persuade some of the nearby Oroman tribe gathering points to join Aguadong. Including them, there were about 15 teams, all of whom had traveled "far away" in the town.

In order to protect safety, no team sent a C-level team, but it looked scary. There was a heavy machine gun in the pickup truck. Bennett saw it, and he resisted a little.

The Hummer rushed across a small road, and the front was suddenly much wider.

I saw a house at the foot of a mountain.

"That's right there." Bennett shouted. He had come to collect mules before this gathering point. At that time, he was very painful from being scratched by the thorns on the road. How could he be so comfortable like now.

The captain of the co-pilot nodded and told the driver to drive over.

The sound of the roaring engine spread far away in the open space, disturbing the unknown birds on the tree, flapping their wings in horror and flying up, while the children playing outside the gathering point looked around blankly, and some adults hurriedly pulled the children away Going back, they have bad memories when they see cars.

Last time was war!

More than a dozen youths were arrested at the gathering point, and then... never came back.

"Park here, sir," said Bennett, looking over and seeing them.

The employee nodded and stopped, and Bennett hurriedly opened the car door and got out, pressed the passenger door, looked at the other person, "Sir, you don't need to come here, they won't hurt me." He looked at the employee's hand If this gun goes in, it will really cause panic.

The employee hesitated for a while, agreed, and took out a pistol from the recess of the car, "Do you need self-defense?"

"No." Bennett smiled and shook his head, "They are all friends of the tribe." Then, he walked towards the assembly point, raised his hand, and shouted in Somali, looking at his back, the employee All in awe.

Standing outside the gathering point, Bennett kept calling the names of people he knew, and finally someone had the courage to poke his head out and recognized him.

"I brought you something to eat."

food?

People came out one after another. A very thin but tall black man stood up and looked warily at the Hummer in the distance. "Bennett, who are those people?"

"Morgan, my friends, I have good news for you." Looking at the leader of the assembly point in front of him, Bennett said with a smile, "The new chief of the Oroman tribe is calling everyone to go home in Aguadong. There, we Don’t worry about food and money, our family has rice and meat every day, and I also brought you a lot of food, all in the pickup truck.”

As he spoke, he turned and pointed to the car behind him.

Morgan was taken aback, is there such a good place? Or that good Chief? The others behind him didn't believe it either.

Bennett smiled, waved to the convoy behind, and signaled them to come over. At this time, Morgan and the others did not refuse, and nothing was as good as what they saw.

The convoy came over A few armed employees jumped out of the Humvee, and the crowd panicked.

"Don't be nervous, these are the chief's bodyguards, they are good people." Bennett said hastily.

nice guy? They are so vicious, so they are like good people?

"Morgan, take a few people with me to the pickup truck."

The black leader nodded hesitantly, nodded to a few youths, and walked towards the pickup truck. Bennett tore off the oilcloth in a hurry, and there were rice, flour, and canned meat products piled underneath!

"These are gifts from the chief!" Standing on the pickup truck, Bennett had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, and said loudly, "Aguadong has enough food, we should go back, Oroman The tribes should be united, brothers, we are going home!" His words were provocative, and he understood what the poor want.

Food + dollars.

The enemy is also my father!