Chapter 28 [Stay away from civilization]

After hearing this, I frowned and said, "That is to say, this small African country has introduced aviation technology to the West and then sold it to us, right?" I shook my head and said, "It's too obvious to do this?"

Ren Lei remained silent, but he had a smile in his eyes: "Chen, many political things are not that simple... Do you know which country leads the so-called technical barriers of Western countries?"

I still know "America."

"Then I can tell you that Americans are very clear about our roundabout purchasing technology this time! Because the one who sells these six technologies to G country is Americans."

I was stunned.

"Say that... Chen Yang." Ren Lei sniffed another cigarette, calmly asked me slowly: "First of all, I ask you, you just saw the information about G Country. A country with a land area of ​​only a province of ours, a small African country with a backward population of several million, and a small African country with a small population of several million and a wealth of a middle-aged American family... And those six aviation technologies, although not very top-notch, are also the high-end technology we need at present." He spread his hands and made a gesture: "One

One is a small African country with poor coups, and the other is a high-end technology for aviation. If a small African country wants such technology, can it be useful? Do you expect G countries to build their own planes? Their army is still using firearms eliminated by other countries now! They don’t even have their own factories to produce cars! Even idiots know that these six technologies are useless for G countries themselves. There is only one possibility that they want these six technologies, which is to sell them to other countries.”

Speaking of this, he looked at me: "You know, I understand too. Americans are not idiots, don't they understand? Moreover, Cia is not a small power in Africa, and they must know our operations. But this is a secret that everyone knows, and they acquiesce to it."

"The technical barrier has existed for more than half a century. Think about how much changes the world pattern has changed in the past half century. The Soviet Union collapsed and the Cold War ended. The European Union was established... a technical barrier established in the old era has fallen behind. Americans themselves know it. But the problem is... the existence of this technical barrier has a special historical background. To cancel this barrier, it takes a long time to slowly collapse it. Americans cannot do this with great fanfare. And to be honest, many technologies, even if Americans don't sell them, we have other channels to obtain. The EU is already in economic confrontation with the United States. Some European countries are willing to cooperate with us. In this case, a technical barrier is a reality. In this case, a technical barrier is available. The EU is already in economic confrontation with the United States. Some European countries are willing to cooperate with us. In this case, a technical barrier is

, it has become the ear of a deaf person. It is just a decoration. In private, we are all introducing various technologies we need in many ways... and what we are doing now is just one of them. Moreover, Americans have a cunning point... They will not propose to cancel the technical barriers because of the technical barriers to make money! Because of the technical barriers, other countries cannot publicly transfer technology to us. Americans are the leaders of this barrier. They can take this thing as a shackle on our heads and blackmail them at any time. Moreover, because of the technical barriers, others do not sell technology in the country of agreement. But this American who is the boss secretly sells technology by themselves is making money!"

I understand that I set up a game rule and prevent others from doing business, but I am doing it secretly. It turns out that I am cunning!

"There are many reasons... Once anything is related to politics, it is not that simple." Ren Lei said slowly: "The Americans are very clear about these six technologies that we purchased in the name of G Country, and they have already acquiesced to this point. As long as we make the surface cleaner and do the surface skills well. Who can't do it? In name, we have not violated the technical barriers, that's fine. In fact, everyone knows it."

"So what about me? What's the point of my existence?" I frowned.

"You are a Canadian investor." Ren Lei smiled cunningly: "No matter what you do in Africa, it has nothing to do with us...at least it has nothing to do with us in name. You cannot miss this matter... because G country cannot transfer technology to us in the name of the country. These will be clearly written in the technology transfer terms. The United States sells technology to G country, but G country cannot sell it to us... At the national level, technology cannot be transferred. But... civilian companies can do it! That is to say, we cannot buy six technologies directly from G country. But we can buy from the upcoming "East Africa United Airlines"

.This is just a guise that everyone knows. Although everyone knows it, we still need to use this guise, because Americans now acquiesce. God knows whether they will use this matter as international influence news in the future. Or they will sue us at the meeting of the country of agreement with technical barriers, saying that we illegally obtain technology... so everything is just drilling for loopholes in the treaty. But at least we don’t have a clear violation of the relevant terms. Even if Americans make a fuss about this matter afterwards, they will not be able to find fault. So, your guise is also a must."

The violent air currents were bumping, and the fuselage of the plane seemed to be shaking so hard that it was about to fall apart. I don’t know how many years this ancient "young fox" military transport aircraft of the former Soviet Union has been. The fuselage is so broken that it makes people think of the garbage cans in the alleys of Vancouver. The roar of the propeller made me feel a headache.

The cortical surface of the plane's seat was already in ruins, and the discolored sea surface inside was exposed... Hell, I even felt that when the airflow was strong, there was no way to know where the iron sheet in the plane was rustling!

"If I could land safely, I would never come to Africa to take such a plane again!" I sighed while sitting in my seat.

Qiao Qiao next to her looked calm, and she even brought mp4 to listen to music.

In addition to the members of the flight team, there were two black men on the plane. They were obviously Biao Han. The hilt of the dagger was exposed in their trousers, but there was a hint of yin and fierce aura in their eyes.

We took off at Cairo Airport in the evening, then transferred to a small country in East Africa, and then waited for the capital airport of that small country. After waiting for a night, we finally waited for the "special plane" sent by General G to pick up our "special plane"!!

The two black soldiers didn't know whether to protect us or monitor us. Anyway, I always felt that their eyes were a bit malicious, and they kept talking in vernacular language.

Moreover, their eyes were very unfriendly. The hammer beside me couldn't help but glar back when he felt this unfriendly gaze. The other party raised his chin without showing any weakness, his eyes full of provocation.

However, they were always in a proper manner and sat without moving.

I only heard afterwards that this poor G country not only does not have its own air force, but also has only a few military aircraft. The young fox military transport aircraft we were on from the 1950s and 1960s was already their presidential special plane.

It seems that the president of this small African country, Mr. Qianta, is not living a good life. I smiled maliciously in my heart.

As noon approached, the plane began to land obviously, and the fuselage was shaking even more violently. I could even clearly feel the fuselage swaying on the left and right. I looked out the window and the plane flew through a jungle and landed on an open space that could barely be called the "airport"!

This so-called airport has only one very dilapidated one, a tall tower, and a broken warehouse below, and nothing else is left.

I finally landed on the ground and I felt relieved.

Under the fierce shock, the airport runs up to a large area of ​​yellow dust, which is enough to show how "flat" the runway is!

The two black soldiers pushed the door of the cabin a few times and didn't push it open. They simply kicked it hard with their feet twice before putting down the ladder and letting us go down.

I walked down the ladder and slapped the dust in front of the fan. I looked around...

The airport was obviously opened in a jungle. It was surrounded by jungles and mountains, and the air also had a smell of some wild animal feces. When I stepped onto the ground, several black soldiers waiting around me immediately surrounded me. They were holding automatic rifles and wearing green military uniforms, but they all looked very sloppy, and their black skin was oily and shiny under the sun.

A burly black man with a beret tilted and walked up to me. He looked fiercely, stared at me for several times, and asked in French: "Mr. Chen?"

Qiao Qiao translated it for me, and I nodded.
Chapter completed!