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    Before leaving for India, Luo Er temporarily borrowed part of the working capital of the Japanese Zaibatsu Bank through the Japanese intelligence station, allocated 10 million U.S. dollars in funds, and handed it over to the special account of Luo's Bank. At least, he avoided the security department's military pay failure.  dilemma; anyway, in the new year, the "protection money" from Japan will be paid.

    However, a series of events that happened next almost brought Luo Er's journey to India to a halt.

    Two bulk cargo ships loaded with "expired" grain departed from the eastern ports of the United States. While passing through the Suez Canal, they were detained by the Panamanian government at the entrance to the east bank of the canal on the lame excuse of tax evasion. Who was behind this?  , everyone can understand it.

    Although Hoff got rid of his hands, the grain merchants who developed suddenly were still sending large amounts of wheat and corn out of various ports along the US coast step by step. Unexpectedly, the ghosts and slick  American intelligence officials still noticed a trace.

    Luo Er became so angry that after breaking a bone china tea cup, he immediately generated electricity in Japan and conscripted a total of 2 million tons of rice from the local government grain depots of Tokyo, Nagoya, and Osaka into his own hands. As for Japan,  The issue of civilian rations has nothing to do with him. Let the Japanese and foreign devils quarrel.

    Don¡¯t you Americans like aid? You can¡¯t just watch the Japanese people not having enough to eat in the winter. Even if you have money, you can¡¯t buy rice. Luo Er took the secret message in his hand and vented his resentment in his heart.

    The helpless Japanese intelligence station had no choice but to resort to a decisive move.  In the cold and windy early winter, a huge fire caused by a short circuit in a power line became the darling of the news media.

    A day after he was in a good mood, the Isabella Civil Committee sent another urgent telegram. In the telegram, Li Xiang complained that there had been many collective robberies of varying sizes in the indigenous tribes outside Freeport Town.  The affiliated villages not only lost a large amount of food supplies, but also suffered militia casualties.

    So.  With Luo Er's approval.  The Ministry of Security has issued a message of assistance to affiliated tribes in various places. As long as these tribes of various ethnic groups can contribute a small amount of funds.  You can get a large number of firearms and ammunition at low prices.  Bartering is also possible as long as the logistics department agrees.  People outside of militia organizations can also defend their property reasonably and lawfully.

    For a time, with the acquiescence of the security department, the mountains and forests of Mindanao and the outskirts of Basilan Island.  The sound of the Springfield and other old-fashioned rifles was heard day and night.

    For suppressing the indigenous people who dare to resist, even if it is a Chinese village stronghold that has not signed a goodwill agreement, Luo Er's security department will not begrudge the outdated firearms, and they can exchange them for some specialties of sea fish.

    According to Luo Er's idea, as long as he can open up a large area of ??uninhabited wasteland and accumulate enough military land, even if the natives and the militiamen eventually die together, he will not miss a tael of dinner.

    The indigenous riots have not yet subsided. Afran, who came from Manila, came to visit again. In the living room of Isabella's security department, he wanted to discuss matters with Luo Er. Without solving the food problem, Luo Er had no choice.  He hurriedly left the Garden Hotel again.

    The only thing that comforted him was that after the guardroom lost thirty elite soldiers, six more officers were added who were lucky enough to pass the backer test, and this time, Lao Cui was among them.

    At this time, Lao Cui, who was following the officer, had all the horrific scars on half of his face and all the scars all over his body. He was now a young officer with a resolute face. He was none other than Adjutant Cui who was so miserable not long ago.

    Cuosong and his two colleagues were still performing escort missions at Luo Ling's place. At this moment, Luo Er was about to disembark and land, and the guard officer Lao Cui beside him, plus the subsequent harpoon of the five of them, Luo Er did not feel that during the day  Someone can test the sword with his own body; only under the cover of darkness at night, let Xiao Jin work hard.

    It was already afternoon when we returned to the Security Department building. Not wanting to waste time, Luo Er soon met the long-awaited Aflan in the small reception room on the second floor.

    "Haha, Mr. Aflan, I said you have nothing to do with running around, are you tired?" Luo Er didn't show any pretense of politeness when they met on the first day of the new year. He waved his hand, held a cigar in his mouth, and sat down on his own.  On the sofa, being polite depends on who you are meeting. Don't worry about the Japanese. They can't even use chopsticks.

    "Dang," the zippo lighter flashed in Lao Cui's hand, and he lit the boss quickly. The guard turned around and left the reception room. As for the trivial matter of pouring tea and coffee, the boss had a bullish temper, so it was better to save it.

    "Oh, Mr. Luo," Aflan retracted his right hand in embarrassment. A hint of anger appeared on his face. He then shook his head and straightened his sleeves with a bitter smile. This seemingly reckless security minister became increasingly difficult to deal with.  .

    "Mr. Luo," Aiflan's face straightened and his waist straightened a little, "II am here to discuss something with you on behalf of the U.S. government. Maybe you are willing to listen to my nonsense for two minutes. After all, those two cargo ships carrying food are still stranded at a certain port,"

    The vague hint in the words only caused Luo Er to smoke a cigar. He paused for a moment, then raised his head in confusion, "What cargo ship? I don't quite understand what you mean."

    "Ahem, Mr. Luo, you are joking. Let's get straight to the point. Although the two cargo ships carrying a total of 30,000 tons of wheat and corn landed in Singapore, I don't think Singapore imported such a large amount of grain.  What's the benefit?" Aflan slowly sat across from Luo Er, his eyes full of smiles, as if he was confident.

    But what disappointed him was that Luo Er still looked indifferent. After looking at him for no reason, he happily enjoyed the taste of the cigar, seemingly not caring.

    Also, as long as the cargo boat and food are falling in his hands, even if it is sinking to the bottom of the sea, Luo Erquan has not heard of it. What is wasted is just an electronic text, and what can you react.

    "According to our intelligence, life will not be easy for those people on the mainland this winter. What they lack is food." In desperation, Avlan had no choice but to point to the west in the distance, and vomited some words with a pity expression.  Inside story; don¡¯t take any heavy medicine.  He really couldn't continue the topic.

    ¡°At a time when the two major camps in the world are confronting each other, Americans will never tolerate giving out massive amounts of food to the enemy. Even if they give out a small amount of food relief, they still need to knock out two taels of bone marrow before they can release it.

    "Why, even if I want to buy food, you really won't sell it?" Luo Er said with a cold smile without replying to Avlan's words. Under the thick cigar, his white teeth shone with a cold light.  If this old guy really doesn't want face.  There was a puddle of black water in the backyard of the building, and he was happy to push it.

    Sensing the unkindness in Luo Er's voice, Aflan smiled softly and touched the short beard on his chin.  "Mr. Luo, I am a guest after all. If you don't have coffee, it's okay to have a cup of black tea,"

    Although he ignored the old guy's kindness, Luo Er still snorted secretly.  I ordered two cups of green tea. He didn't like black tea, and he wouldn't force himself. He just did as he pleased.

    The guard officer brought two cups of hot green tea and exited the reception room silently. However, the contact between the hard military boots and the wooden floor made Aflan, a layman, feel shocked when he saw it.

    "Well, Aflan, this isn't your first time here. Tell me why you're here. Not everyone can drink the green tea I have here." Holding the tea cup, Luo Er lost his patience.  He still had to think carefully about what he meant. He was too lazy to think about the time-consuming and energy-consuming quarrel.

    After taking two sips of hot tea, Aflan regained his expression with a smile, "Our government's suggestion is that since the free port has become a de facto regional organization, it is also a good start for both parties to set up offices in each other's country. Of course,  If you form a local government, our government will recognize it to a limited extent,"

    It is not that Afran has never made a report about Luo Er, the armed giant in the area, but what is strange is that the official reports of the successive annihilations of the Ministry of Security's armed forces are as silent as the silence of the sea, which makes the old Afran,  He decisively put forward the proposal of limited recognition and co-optation, which was rejected by the White House administration but was approved by the Congress.

    These made the veteran politician Aiflan a little troubled. He had to take advantage of the time when the grain ship was detained to check Luo Er's attitude.

    Although there are intelligence personnel dispatched to Freeport, there is no government force to intervene on the surface. Looking at the miserable situation of the indigenous people during this period, Afran does not think those intelligence personnel can get much useful information.

    The bustling town wharf of Freeport is just a small area near the sea, which cannot cover the withered indigenous villages outside the suburbs; not to mention the gunshots that ring out from time to time outside the military restricted area of ??the Ministry of Security, those who are taken away are definitely not his Americans.  The life of a family of intelligence agents.

    Luo Er, who originally wanted to have a passionate fight with Aflan, changed his mind in the blink of an eye after seeing a document the old man took out. The Soviet behemoth's more greedy food imports gave him no chance to fight with the old guy again.  What a joke.

    So, after some haggling like a vegetable market, Luo Er and Aflan reached a verbal agreement. The market within the free port is open. As long as American businessmen have the ability, the Ministry of Security will not set restrictions to block it. Luo Er and Luo Er reached a verbal agreement.  The food imported by the two institutes is not allowed to be transported to the red continent.

    As for the legal aspect, Aflan really couldn¡¯t find an excuse. Why did Luo Er¡¯s subordinates not bother to directly copy American laws, and the use of English was not prohibited.

    With his powerful fleet, Afran was very confident. What he didn¡¯t expect was, Luo Er is more confident than him.

    Of course, Luo Er did not mention the matter of the two parties setting up offices in each other's country, and Aflan did not want to show off his face and urge it, so everyone put it aside for the time being with a tacit understanding.

    Aflan walked away triumphantly. Luo Er sat in the small reception room, dull for a long time, then roared loudly, took out his pistol and beat the sofa opposite into a hornet's nest.

    That night, in the confidential room of the Isabella Building, Luo Er issued an order. Intelligence stations in various places, including Freeport, immediately implemented an information blockade. Anyone who did not use any agent above a burning knife would be killed first and then reported.  , those who can¡¯t be caught can be dealt with directly.

    "I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go." The eleven bloody characters at the end of the command message caused intelligence stations across the country to launch a round of internal and external purges. The first to suffer was the Japanese Self-Defense Forces' troops on land, sea, and air.  A large number of military officers filled up the Sendai Military Prison after being implicated in a spy case.

    "In a wasteland in the northeast corner of Singapore, the military prosecutor took thick verdicts and sent fat-headed officials to the execution ground for target practice.

    ¡°In Freeport, Taiwan¡¯s cross-strait fleets, Wen Lai¡¯s demeaning police force, and even in Malaysia and Indonesia, countless suspects are being dragged to the execution ground every moment, day and night.

    The vigorous weed clearing operation once again stirred up bloodshed within the intelligence station of the Ministry of Security.

    Five days later, Luo Er and six guards quietly boarded a merchant ship heading west to India.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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