Chapter 2810
Special Forces Team C
Chapter 2810 Special Forces Team C
After hanging up the phone, Dawson gritted his teeth, his face turning pale.
"This is the Edo Shimbun. An accidental explosion occurred at 8 PM tonight in the Edo Grand Bathhouse..."
According to the Metropolitan Police Department's on-site investigation report, a total of three people died in the explosion, and twelve others were seriously injured and are currently receiving treatment in the hospital.
"According to relevant personnel, the explosion was caused by internal operational irregularities at the hot spring facility."
Watching the firefighting and rescue footage on the TV on the wall and listening to the narration, Dawson picked up a cup from the table and smashed it on the screen, yelling, "Shit, it's all shit."
Dawson knew that with something this big happening, there would be far more than three dead, unless they didn't consider those women human.
He knew that the attack was aimed at him.
If the other party fails to complete the task, there will be a second and a third time.
If Huaxia hadn't reminded him in time, and if Kate hadn't sent someone in time, he would be lying in the morgue by now.
Not to mention the wonderful life that follows.
Thinking of those omnipresent individuals, those who wouldn't give up until they achieved their goals, he felt an indescribable fear in addition to his anger.
Unless the deal is completed.
"No, that's not right!"
Suddenly, Dawson turned pale and rejected his own judgment.
Even if the deal ends, the other party won't let him off the hook, just to make an example of him.
Unless, unless.
Dawson considered many possibilities, the first being returning to the United States.
But it was immediately rejected.
The United States has countless crows and swallows.
Or rather, nobody knows how many crows and swallows there are.
After a moment of contemplation, Dawson suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Since they won't let me complete the deal, then let someone else do it?"
Thinking of this, Dawson felt the threat on his shoulder lessen considerably, and immediately picked up the phone to make a call.
The next day, while the Japanese islanders were still investigating the explosion at the hot spring, Dawson had already brought in a dozen or so businessmen from the United States.
He then announced the cooperation with China in front of everyone, and amidst their surprised exclamations, he took out a series of agreements from his pocket and placed them in front of him.
"As long as you deliver these goods to the other party's dock, I guarantee you will receive the money stipulated in the agreement."
"Of course, it's first come, first served. If you're late, you won't get any money."
Dawson spoke calmly, but his heart was bleeding.
This time, at least 50 million was thrown out.
But for the sake of my life, it's all worth it.
The people in the room looked at each other, but driven by self-interest, some still stepped forward and picked up the documents.
After a moment, the man held the document and asked earnestly, "Mr. Jonard, are you sure there are no problems with this agreement?"
Dawson nodded indifferently, "I brought it out not because I can't eat it, but because I want everyone to work together to open up this trade route."
"As you all know, China has many wonderful things."
"Medicated wine, anti-inflammatory drugs, and their game consoles and photocopiers are all hot commodities in the United States."
"This is much cheaper than what you buy from Hong Kong."
"The profit margin here should increase by at least 30%."
That's all I have to say. You can decide what you want to do now.
Dawson looked at everyone with a calm and collected expression, but he wasn't worried at all that they wouldn't take the bait.
Because they are businessmen.
Businessmen know businessmen best.
They'll do anything as long as there's enough profit.
After a moment, the person holding the documents spoke up again, "I have 50,000 tons of soybeans, which can definitely be delivered within a week."
"make a deal."
"Mr. Jonard, I have 30,000 tons of wheat."
As merchants volunteered one by one, the collection of goods, which would have taken some time, was completed in just one morning.
Although it cost a lot of money, Dawson felt it was all worth it.
Moreover, at this time, besides wanting to save his life, he also wanted to develop a stable business route.
Thinking of this, a glint of light flashed in Dawson's eyes.
The city of Sijiu, nine departments.
"A new year, a new beginning."
"The train of revolution has started, and a new journey lies ahead."
"Fellow workers, let us unite closely around the leadership of the Ninth Department, work together with one heart and one mind, and strive to build a better tomorrow."
On the loudspeaker, an announcer from the performing arts troupe delivered a New Year's address in a deep, resonant voice.
In the office, Yang Xiaotao was also busy processing documents, wanting to make a good start to the new year.
He, in particular, should take the lead.
As a result, Yang Xiaotao changed his usual laziness and became unusually diligent, which made Liu Lixue and Lou Xiao'e in the office feel a little uncomfortable.
He's always the first one to arrive at the office, and his document processing speed is incredibly fast, yet he always manages to provide reasonable solutions that leave no room for criticism.
Ring ring ring
Just as Yang Xiaotao was engrossed in processing documents, the phone on the table suddenly rang. The shrill sound made Yang Xiaotao stop what he was doing. He picked it up and heard Li Rong's voice coming from the other end.
"Aunt Rong, this is your first phone call of the new year. Is there some good news?"
Just as Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Li Rong's voice rang out again, "Good news? I wish it were good news."
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Yang Xiaotao's expression changed, while Li Rong seemed anxious, "The United States has released the details of their transaction with us, and even broken down the goods..."
"That trade contract is now known to many people, and people have already started shipping goods to us."
After Li Rong finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao already understood what was going on.
This is most likely due to Dawson.
Moreover, this guy is absolutely capable of doing it.
After a moment of silence, Yang Xiaotao suddenly laughed, "Aunt Rong, isn't this a good thing!"
"The fact that they send us goods not only saves us on shipping costs, but also expands our trade network. This is a great thing!"
"Good thing?"
"In this situation, without reporting to higher authorities or obtaining their approval, we're cooperating with these people to do business. Do you know what kind of behavior that is?"
Yang Xiaotao pursed his lips, then muttered, "Speculation and profiteering!"
"Don't you know that? You still think it's a small matter?"
Yang Xiaotao was speechless, after all, he had only done this because he had accepted Chen Lao's task.
"This matter is neither a big deal nor a small one, but we have to listen to the higher-ups."
"You'd better watch yourself!"
Li Rong continued to persuade him, and Yang Xiaotao responded with a nod, then asked the question he was most concerned about.
"Aunt Rong, will nothing unexpected happen this time?"
"Well, that's hard to say!"
"Don't be like that, we finally managed to reach an agreement."
Yang Xiaotao was anxious. Putting everything else aside, the computer alone had taken a lot of effort to negotiate.
If this fails and the alliance's cooperation is rejected, then all our efforts will have been in vain.
"I'll do my best to make ends meet!"
"Okay, Aunt Rong, if there's really no other way, you must try to keep the computer orders." After saying that, the other party responded and then hung up the phone.
Yang Xiaotao sat in his chair with a deep expression. After a long while, he finally cursed, "If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have asked Faisal to help!"
"That damned United States, it's really unreliable."
After hanging up the phone, feeling down, Yang Xiaotao lost interest in reviewing the documents. He said a few words to Lou Xiao'e and headed towards the training area in the backyard.
Upon arriving at the training ground, I saw a group of people shouting excitedly by the edge of the field.
Yang Xiaotao quickly stepped forward and stood behind the group, then stood on tiptoe to look inside.
What I saw was two people competing in the 400-meter steeplechase.
Both were wearing only light clothing and were running at breakneck speed. Yang Xiaotao looked closely for a while but couldn't tell them apart.
Who are these two people?
Yang Xiaotao asked, startling the person in front of him. Turning around and seeing it was Yang Xiaotao, the person quickly smiled and said, "Commander Yang, it's the new comrade competing against the special forces team."
"A new comrade?"
"Yes, it was Captain Liang who brought them. He said they would be the members of Special Forces Group C from now on. They are all very strong. Our Group B has already lost two games. If we lose again, we'll be out of a job."
Although the person spoke with some nervousness, there was a hint of schadenfreude in their voice.
And you know what? When the others around saw Yang Xiaotao coming over, they all said they were worried, but their tone was the same.
Everyone wants to see the people in Group B make a fool of themselves.
Of course, some people were curious about the newly formed Group C and wanted to see why these people became members of the special forces team right away.
Keep in mind that there are still a group of people waiting to be replaced in the reserve team.
Yang Xiaotao casually exchanged a few words with the group, then turned his attention to the scene.
They saw a person who didn't look strong, but was quite tall.
In obstacle courses like these, being tall doesn't usually give you an advantage.
But here, this person is faster and more agile.
The special forces members in Group B, who were also skilled, were compared to him, but after a contest, they were actually half a step behind, which shows the speed and agility of the opponent.
Papapa
After a sprint, the two arrived at their firing positions one after the other, first with pistols, then rifles, and finally grenade throws.
After all the contests were over, the two stood aside, letting their breaths come in rapid gasps, and then looked each other over.
"Target report!"
Liang Zuoxin shouted loudly from the side, and immediately someone holding a record started shouting back.
"Pistol target number one, fifty rings."
"Pistol target number two, fifty rings."
Bang bang bang bang
Applause erupted, and everyone in the audience showed expressions of admiration.
After a rapid charge, being able to hit the target every time within thirty seconds and still achieve a score of ten rings is beyond what can be described as excellent.
All I can say is that those selected for the special forces are monsters.
"Rifle target number one, fifty rings."
"Rifle target number two, fifty rings."
Papapa
Another round of applause.
Yang Xiaotao clapped in the crowd, and those around him felt that the two were evenly matched and should be considered to have tied.
But Yang Xiaotao knew that Group B had lost this match.
Because the people in Group C took a half-step first, and that half-step meant firing the first shot, which meant striking first.
As the competition ended, Liang Zuoxin led his men back to their resting place, and the other onlookers gradually dispersed.
When Yang Xiaotao arrived at the rest area, everyone came up to greet him.
"Captain Yang, are you getting used to it?"
After greeting Yang Xiaotao, he asked Yang Zhi.
Yang Zhi nodded with a smile, "It's great, even better than we expected."
"That's good. If anything happens in the future, just let me know. If I'm not around, talk to Lao Liang."
Yang Zhi smiled and then began to introduce the new team members.
Yang Zhi's subordinate Yang Xiaotao was no stranger to him, after all, they had gone through life and death together.
Monkey Stone and the others were also very friendly to Yang Xiaotao.
This closeness wasn't due to Yang Xiaotao's status, but rather the trust built from sharing the burden of war together.
"This is Wang Hui, code name Pin, our new team member."
As Yang Zhi introduced the new team members, Shan Xiao stepped forward and saluted, "Hello, Commander Yang, I am Wang Hui."
Yang Xiaotao looked at the familiar face in front of him. Although he had seen many familiar "stars" in this era, this was the first time he had seen this face.
Especially when Wang Hui stood with the monkey, it reminded Yang Xiaotao of a movie.
Break out of the Amazon!
But upon closer reflection, the timing didn't seem to match up, so I gave up trying to figure it out.
Who cares who he is?
With a smile on his face, Yang Xiaotao returned the greeting, "Hello, Comrade Wang Hui, welcome to the Ninth Department."
"Thank you, Director Yang."
After they finished speaking, the two shook hands gently.
"Come, come, sit down. From now on, we're family. Don't be shy."
Yang Xiaotao gestured for the group to sit down.
After offering cigarettes to everyone, Yang Xiaotao inquired about the special forces team's situation.
Liang Zuoxin lit a lighter for Yang Zhi, saying, "Group A has gone to Nanjing to learn how to fly helicopters."
"They all went?"
"Yes, they all went."
Liang Zuoxin nodded with a smile, "I don't know who has that talent, so I might as well just send everyone there."
"Oh, right, there were ten vocational school kids who went with us. I think they have some talent."
Yang Xiaotao exhaled a smoke ring. "A vocational school kid? Old Ye didn't contact you."
Liang Zuoxin smiled and then nodded, "I've looked for him three times, and now I'm avoiding him."
"Deserve it!"
Yang Zhi listened to the two talking, then turned to look at Wu Bayi, the leader of Group B, and asked what was going on.
Wu Bayi told Yang Zhi about the helicopter, which immediately surprised Yang Zhi.
During my time in the Ninth Division, I've seen quite a few good pieces of equipment.
I won't go into details about cannons and anti-aircraft guns.
Let's talk about equipment.
The Kui Niu armored vehicle is the latest model, more advanced than what they use.
These people have also taken the mole assault vehicle to a whole new level; when it charges, it really does move like a mouse, whizzing by.
While others were still driving Type 59 tanks, the main battle tanks here had already undergone improvements.
Now they even have helicopters, it's simply defying the heavens!
Oh, and they also have a rapid reaction force, and it's said they've even formed an amphibious special operations team.
That's ridiculously strong.
(End of this chapter)