Shepard's streetlight speech made the two old guys in the room, who were almost 110 years old together, look at each other in confusion. After thinking for a few seconds, Plumlee suddenly realized.
"No wonder your kid wrote this in the contract, you already knew it?"
"It's just a little speculation!"
Shepard pointed to his head and said that all this was due to his clever brain.
And Smith is not surprised. He has known Shepard for a long time. Back then, Shepard dared to point at Kennedy who was speaking at the White House dinner and said that this guy would die sooner or later. He also vowed to everyone to ensure that the Soviet Union would eventually give in to the Cuban crisis, so Generally, Smith believed what he said.
"Then according to what you say, won't we have nothing to do in the Democratic Republic of the Congo again?"
"That's not necessarily true. The fact that the Democratic Republic of the Congo is gone doesn't mean that there are no other places. Rhodesia, Angola, Zambia, and Sierra Leone are all vast worlds suitable for us!"
"First of all, don't rush to go to those places. Shadow Company happens to be in Katanga, so I have already told the inspection team and Mobutu about training personnel and let you do it! "
"Ha, let us train the Congolese National Defense Force? Shouldn't the Pentagon be responsible for this matter? Choose a reserve colonel, and bring a few reserve officers, and come here with the black uncles to run around and shoot, you let us Training, what do we train?”
"The main issue is funding and personnel. You also know that the situation in Vietnam is like this. The Pentagon is eager to put everyone on a plane and send them to Vietnam. Moreover, training and reorganizing the Congolese army is still a task led by Langley. If they don't look for you, they will. Someone else did this!”
"But let my people do this. It's not like you don't understand the company's situation. Most of them are mobilized soldiers from South Korea, but there are only a few..."
"Isn't that better? The Koreans can better distance themselves from us!"
"Temporary workers, right? Why did the CIA pull its hips like this? It doesn't even dare to blatantly oppose Russia?"
Shepard slammed the table angrily and cursed loudly.
"Because the Russians are too strong!"
Smith said helplessly.
"Look at Angola next door. The Portuguese have mobilized almost all their troops here, but to what avail? The Angolan guerrillas supported by the Russians are blooming everywhere, and the Portuguese army is confused. Forty percent of the defense funds are invested in Inside, it turns out that now you can’t even enter or leave the city at will!”
"It's okay, the Pentagon will take action. Why do you think the gentlemen in Congress want to support Mobutu? This place is too important. It is not an exaggeration to say it is the crossroads of Africa. If there is a problem in Angola, this is the best base for intervention!"
"Interesting, keep talking!"
Smith became interested. He had heard similar words from analysts in China, but they were not as straightforward as Shepard's. It was more of a speculative analysis than Shepard's certainty.
"The Portuguese will definitely not be able to hold on. Now they are already riding a tiger and are waiting for an opportunity to withdraw. And when the time comes, the Russians will definitely let the forces they support quickly occupy the power void left by the Portuguese and achieve it as quickly as possible. The established facts leave the Pentagon with no time to intervene!”
"And if we can ensure that the transit base in the Democratic Republic of the Congo is there, it will be very convenient for military intervention or sending arms to arm the opposition there!"
Smith nodded again. No wonder he was about to retire and was brought here to use his spare energy.
"Yes, after all, the consistent policy of the Congressmen is that no matter who you are, as long as you are against the Russians, you are a good brother of the free world. Therefore, among our allies there are thieves, single-handed lackeys, scum, unpopular but still able to stabilize the world." Sitting on the throne of power, isn’t that what Mobutu is like!”
"That's not something we can consider, Shepard. After all, the political direction is there, so often what we have to consider is not whether we should do it, but how to do it!"
"It doesn't matter. Shadow Company is a military contractor anyway. I'll help whoever has more money!"
"Then tell me, if something goes wrong in Angola, who will we help?"
"Simple, there are a lot of oil fields in the north of Angola. Whoever occupies this place will we help, or..."
Shepard raised his eyebrows and then looked at Smith.
"It's unrealistic. Without tens of thousands of troops and heavy equipment, it's impossible to hold the place occupied. Boy, it's a good thing to have a big appetite, but if it's too big, it can cause problems!"
"It's not like we can seize them all. If we can steadily seize a few, or just one, it won't take much time. If we can seize them for a year or two, the oil we will mine will be huge!"
"According to what you say, it's not impossible, but you can't make the decision on this matter, you must listen to me!"
Smith was also very excited. Petroleum is liquid gold, and no one will think it is too little!
"Or we can also consider the south. There are diamond mines there, and the mining volume is not small. In short, as long as we can drink soup, it will be enough for us to spend for several years!"
"John, stop it, your thoughts are very bad now!"
Although Smith knew the huge benefits, he also knew the risks brought by the huge benefits. He immediately loudly asked Shepard to stop planning and return to more realistic issues.
"It's necessary for me to send you an assistant to keep you calm!"
"Old man, that's not what we said back then. I'm nineteen and can be independent!"
"Fart, I don't want you to be independent. It's too early to discuss Angola now. You should concentrate on dealing with Katanga's affairs, especially the reorganization of the National Defense Forces. You have a good relationship with the garrison commander, so you can do it yourself. , Plomri, keep an eye on this guy for me!"
"But Mr. Smith, I don't think John is as reckless as you think!"
Plumli wanted to stand up and say something fair, but was stopped by the other party.
"Whether there is or not, it's better not to have it!"
Smith sighed, then continued.
"The situation in Angola has nothing to do with us at the moment. You can just do what I have to do for you now! In addition, I know you want more helicopters, and I will find a way to get you two more!"
"Well, they say a slap in the face gives a jujube, but isn't your jujube a bit small?"
"Then what do you want?"
"I want an armored car or a tank. It would be better if it has a fixed wing!"
"Why don't you want a nuclear bomb?"
"If you give it, I will definitely want it!"
"You kid, wait for my news and I'll think of a solution!"
"Give a nuke?"
"Get you a B52 bomber!"
