Chapter 18 What is the conscience of the capital world?

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Because time was tight and the task was heavy, Shepard directly asked Plomri to shake people. The old man has been fighting for almost thirty years. He has traveled all over Asia, Africa and Europe. Not to mention his comrades, his enemies must have a reinforcement team. Got it!

As for Shepard, when he was almost healed from his injuries, he completed the discharge procedures and went to the Ministry of National Defense office again.

Before going to the office, he specifically inquired about the official responsible for signing. After learning that Colonel Robert had an average family background and mediocre abilities, he immediately made targeted preparations.

Then, Shepard, wearing a crisp suit, walked into the other party's office with his head held high.

"Are you the head of Shadow Company?"

When the colonel saw the to-do list handed over by the secretary and then looked at Shepard's age, he was stunned for a few seconds, but then he returned to normal and communicated with Shepard in a formulaic tone.

"Yes, Colonel!"

"Okay then. Although I don't know how Shadow Company got this contracting project, since it has been decided that it is you, I don't have any requirements. Just submit the project list to me as soon as possible!"

"We have prepared the project list and brought it over today. Take a look!"

Without saying a word, Shepard handed the other party a situation sheet involving personnel, assets and equipment.

"Uh, a team of two hundred? Trucks and helicopters?"

The colonel was stunned again when he saw the numbers above, and then his tone became stern.

"Mr. Shepard, you must know that the army has always been very strict with data. Is your number a bit exaggerated?"

"This is not an exaggeration. Mr. Colonel, you are also from the military. Naturally, you understand that quantity is combat power, especially when it comes to protecting American assets in Africa. More people can serve the United States better, right?"

"Don't kid me, Mr. John Shepard, I am a soldier and have served my country for more than thirty years..."

"Mr. Colonel, how about we pause for a moment and talk about other things?"

"What do you want to say?"

"It's like this. I heard from my friend that you are an expert in collecting watches. A few days ago, I got a not-so-valuable watch from Yala. I thought, would you like to help me appraise it?"

After the colonel heard this, he was so angry that he wanted to slam the table. I have been sitting in this office for thirty years, and no one dares to...

"guard……"

When he saw the gold watch that Shepard took out and the diamonds inlaid on the dial, the colonel's breath stopped. There was nothing he could do about it, this watch looked really...

"You are committing a crime!"

The colonel gritted his teeth and said, but he did not call for any more guards, but just stared at Shepard.

"Why is this a crime? I just want you to help me identify this watch. It's not valuable. It's all glass and gold powder!"

"Just for identification?"

"Yes, I will take it after the appraisal is done! In addition, I also heard that the lady is an expert on necklaces and has a glass necklace..."

After the colonel heard this, his chest rose and fell rapidly for a few seconds, then calmed down again.

"Really worthless?"

"It is worthless!"

"Okay, let's talk about staff size!"

The colonel's face looked like a dye shop. After a long period of uncertainty, it returned to its normal look. However, he casually took out half a bottle of brandy from the cabinet and poured half a glass for each of them, which showed the attitude of the other party.

"If it were in Africa, the size of two hundred people would be excusable! In this case, the weapons allocated to you will not be enough. I will give you three times!"

"You are truly the great savior of the African people!"

"Each other!"

The colonel looked at the watch on the table while writing and drawing on the document, and then Shepard understood.

"Colonel, having this thing here is too disruptive to your work. Why don't I put it on your desk?"

"Oh well!"

After putting the watch into the safe where the wine was stored, Colonel Robert's work efficiency immediately increased. In consideration of the difficulty of operating Shepard Company, he simply increased the fuel reimbursement amount. Two hundred tons of fuel instantly turned into 500 tons. Shepard was also given a Department of Defense certificate. With this, he could directly use a certain amount of fuel at major military bases around the world. Even if he didn't use it, he could take it out. It’s no problem to buy it!

The report was quickly revised, and then the secretary at the door pushed in and took away the manuscript. Then she would hand the manuscript to the typist, and finally turn it into a formal contracting document, and then Shepard would sign it, and it was done.

Seeing

"As for the necklace, how about I send someone to deliver it this weekend?"

"That's fine, it's settled happily!"

Then the two of them raised the few brandy in their glasses and drank it in one gulp.

A gold watch and a necklace can buy three hundred sets of infantry equipment for free. This is a huge profit for Shepard. As for the gifts, he doesn't feel bad at all. He extorted money in Yala. There were a lot of fat sheep. Most of the Yala officials took hard currency with them when they ran away. He packed a big box full of diamonds, gold and so on.

As for why this guy would fall for this trick, it couldn't be simpler. Shepard has seen many civilian colonels who have not been promoted for many years. Smith is one of them in the army, but the other party did it because he made as many mistakes as he made merit. There is no hope of promotion. This kind of person simply has no ability and can't get along. If he can't get along, he won't be able to make a living. He can only occasionally crave for the soup and water sprinkled from above and do what he likes. That couldn't be easier.

After taking care of the Ministry of Defense, Shepard thought about it and felt that there seemed to be no good way to deal with Zhuangding, unless he sighed helplessly and made a long-distance international call.

"Hello?"

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously impatient with the incoming call, but when he heard that no one spoke on the phone for a long time, his tone suddenly became helpless.

"John, this is what happens every time you want to ask me for help!"

"Then don't you help me every time? Mitchell!"

Shepard laughed when he heard the familiar voice and familiar tone on the other end of the phone.

"Then there's nothing I can do about it. Who said this guy like you is my brother? Tell me, what trouble did you cause again? Do you want money or help you settle things?"

"It's not that serious. You should know a lot of military officers in South Korea, right?"

"We know each other, what do you want to do?"

"I need about sixty military-trained people who can speak English or other languages. I can give them a basic salary of $20 a month. Can you help me?"