As a local gangster in Katanga, everyone had to respect Senerio's invitation. After all, he was a parent official, and the people of Katanga Province depended on him for a good life.
Judging from Mr. Colonel’s manor, pastures, farms, and more than a dozen V8 sports cars from Europe, it seems that the people of Katanga have already embarked on a happy life!
Since the morning, representatives from dozens of foreign-funded companies and local companies from Katanga Province have entered the manor one after another, preparing to celebrate the eighteenth birthday of Miss Bobo Bottas-Arnault, not Shepard. Stuttering, but this lady has three Bos in her name, but considering that there is also a big African brother named Banana, Shepard thinks it is normal!
"Speaking of which, isn't this a bit exaggerated?"
Hannibal, who had changed into a suit and wore headphones, looked embarrassed.
"Are we exaggerating? Sandman, do you think we are exaggerating?"
Shepard, also wearing a black suit and wearing headphones, asked the pilot beside him.
The pilot, who always had a decadent face, looked at the smile on his boss's face and immediately shook his head against his will.
"No, boss, it's not an exaggeration at all!"
Then, Shepard turned around and showed his white teeth to Hannibal behind the cabin.
"Let me tell you what exaggeration is. In the future, I will be on CH47, and I will be escorted by Huey and Birdie in the sky. That is called exaggeration!"
"Yes, yes, my idiot commander also likes to do like you when his head is not blown off by a Vietnamese sniper!"
Hannibal rolled his eyes, and then spoke in an experienced tone.
But Shepard didn't listen at all. He was pointing at the manor below and shouting extremely arrogantly at the pilot.
"Yes, just go to the parking lot and drop in the middle!"
Most of the guests in the manor looked up at the sky curiously. Everyone had seen helicopters, and most of them had even ridden in them, but this was the first time that they had sat in a military reconnaissance helicopter to attend someone else's banquet!
Under the surprised gaze of the guards, the bird landed steadily in the center of the parking lot. The grass blades blown by the rotors instantly covered the cars driven by other guests. Then, Shepard opened the hatch and jumped down gently. On the ground, Hannibal also jumped down carrying a huge box. The guards looked at each other in confusion. After seeing the invitation card presented by Hannibal, they retreated silently, leaving only a black uncle in a white suit leading the way.
The host of the banquet, Colonel Senerio, also noticed this little incident. Watching the helicopter descend gracefully and leave, it was impossible not to be jealous, but he soon regained his smile, and then walked forward with great enthusiasm. , welcomed Shepard.
"Your appearance is really unique, Mr. John!"
"Just to bring you a little American shock, Mr. Colonel, I wish your princess a happy birthday, this is a little gift!"
Shepard first handed the other party a small gift box, which contained a gem necklace that he had scraped from a rich woman in Yala. He had a lot of it in the safe anyway, so he didn't feel bad about it.
"You are really thoughtful!"
The colonel took the gift box and handed it to the tall woman following him. The woman was wearing a pink dress. Although her appearance and height were comparable to European and American models of the same period, she had dark skin and a pink skirt. How could Shepard They all found it irritating, and even shaking hands with the other party was just a slight shake.
"Plus, this is for you!"
Shepard took Hannibal's box and handed it to Senerio. After the latter opened it, he found an old-fashioned sporting rifle plated with gold and silver.
“A very nice gift!”
"This is a product of our Shadow Company's industry. I hope you like it!"
When Shepard mentioned this, Senerio immediately became interested. A mercenary company that can produce arms, the value of this cooperation is rising!
"I didn't expect that Shadow Company's business is so extensive!"
"It's not bad. Those who can do more work!"
The gift that caught his fancy immediately made Senerio smile from ear to ear, and then the latter abandoned his mistress and took Shepard to greet the many guests attending the banquet.
After talking like this, Shepard discovered that Katanga Province is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. France's Sacillo, Belgium's United Metals, the United Kingdom's bhp, and even Mexican mining companies all have operations here. In particular, French and Belgian companies basically monopolize 70% of the mining industry. The British can only eat scraps, not to mention a few American companies that have no sense of existence at all. They only have a few copper mines. For the mine, nothing else can squeeze in.
Senerio also knew Shepard's purpose, so he immediately brought him to the Fabian businessman and introduced him.
The person in charge of Sasillo, Adorian, is a tall man in his late 40s. He is handsome, tall and handsome. He also has a melancholic temperament. He can tell at a glance that he is the best at coaxing teenage girls. .
He was considered a heavyweight at the banquet, and he was surrounded by people. However, this guy was not very friendly when he saw Shepard. After all, in addition to his American identity, the latter also threatened his appearance, but in the spirit of his own competition Even though the other party had twenty years more life experience, he still generously introduced Shepard into his circle.
"I heard that Shadow Company wiped out hundreds of guerrillas before? It seems that our American friends are very powerful!"
"Yes, I have seen your company's uniform equipment before. They are not ordinary mercenaries!"
"Excellent, we are just a slightly formal contractor! Our success depends solely on the quality of our personnel, strong technical and tactical coordination, and the rational use of weapons!"
"Oh, this is the first time we've heard of this, that mercenaries fight in a war, and there's also a term for technology?"
Adorian became interested and immediately asked someone to bring Shepard another glass of wine, ready to listen to what he had to say about a few dollars.
"Of course there is. After all, technology is developing and the times are advancing. We must also keep pace with the times, introduce advanced management methods, establish strict indicators, and formulate strict plans. The crude model in the past is not conducive to the intensive cultivation of the industry at all. The new contractor industry emphasizes specialization and scale, and is even more professional than the military!"
"This is really unheard of. Mr. John seems to have a lot of ideas!"
"It's just a humble opinion, and I'm just slowly putting it into practice!"
"No, no, no, it's already amazing if you can put it into practice!"
"It's still not as good as Mr. Adorian!"
"Yes, if Americans want to be like Mr. John, then why worry about not being able to win Vietnam?"
Shepard was really planning to have a routine business exchange with everyone, but suddenly a strange guy appeared.
