"Why are we all here together? Is there anything wrong?" Qin Chuan stood up and took the initiative to pour wine for ten people.

"Boss, I think that since we are also preparing to start creating the base, the personnel are almost certain. Should we give our armed forces a name?"

Ali said to Qin Chuan.

"Name?" Qin Chuan was stunned and then suddenly said: "If you don't tell me, I will forget about this."

Everyone: "..."

As for you, you have never cared about these things.

"Then do you have any suggestions?" Qin Chuan asked.

"You are the boss, we support you." Ali said.

Xiao Changlin and others also nodded.

Qin Chuan thought about it for a while, but didn't want to be too troublesome, so he simply used a name he was familiar with, "How do you think Pojun's armed forces? Pojun, in our China

"This name is good! Then call it Pojun Armed Forces!"

Everyone nodded and agreed.

Zhuang Qiang said: "Qin Chuan, what position do I hold in the Pojun armed forces?"

"What? Are you really planning to stay here for a long time?"

Qin Chuan curled his lips and said, "I just asked you to come here and watch the military factory, and then hand over all the supplies and money needed for our armed base. Do you think you are here to come here and be a mercenary like us, killing people every day?"

"But I just want to kill someone!" Zhuang Qiang shouted: "It's much more fun here than in China."

"Funny?" Qin Chuan was speechless and said to Xiao Changlin: "Second, you should take him to eliminate a few drug lords or pirate armed forces and let him see what real African life is like."

As he said that, Qin Chuan clashed with Zhuang Qiang: "If you can go with Xiao Changlin, after experiencing the real war, and still be able to come back to me with such a calm expression, if it's fun here, I'll let you stay and make you one of the elders of the Pojun armed forces. If it doesn't work, hurry up and finish your work for me, get back to the country, and do whatever you should do!"

"Okay, okay. When will we set off?" Zhuang Qiang shouted excitedly.

"Go now." Qin Chuan waved his hand helplessly.

He understood Zhuang Qiang and did not give this guy some strong medicine. I wonder how long it would be to make noise in his ear next.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Caesar finally drove a car to the base where Qin Chuan and the others were.

There were two people next to him.

These two are also two super strong men.

I’m afraid that among the entire African mercenary group, there are only the Caesar mercenary group, which has such a great foundation and several super strong people.

Especially Caesar, this guy has an existence that is as strong as Gui Hanzo.

At present, no one in the Pojun armed forces has reached the level of force of a super strong man except him.

Although, a real war can't solve anything by relying on one or two super strong people.

However, super strong people are also a symbol of group strength.

With it, it is like a tiger with wings.

There is no doubt about this.

"We're meeting again." Qin Chuan smiled slightly at Caesar and stretched out his hand.

Caesar stared at Qin Chuan, and after a while, he finally reached out and held it with him.

"Let's go and take me to see your armed forces."

Caesar made a straightforward idea.

Qin Chuan said: "There are only a few people who stay here, and the others are basically on Golden Island and our island base. I have someone take your two subordinates to go directly to Golden Island. You accompany me to Dubai and meet with Stark's arms dealer representatives to talk about purchasing equipment."

Caesar said in surprise: "You just trust me so much? Are you not afraid that I will sell the address of Golden Island to the Mi Jun?"

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "You don't have to use someone to doubt it. If I didn't believe you, you wouldn't say that in the snowy mountain. And if you didn't believe me, you wouldn't risk offending the Mi army and join my camp. Now, the only thing you lack is your understanding of the armed forces I currently have."

"Golden Island is a symbol of financial resources, an armed force, your two subordinates can learn about it. And you, I will take you to Dubai to meet the representative of the world's largest arms group later."

When Caesar heard this, he was silent.

After a moment, he nodded to the two super strong men.

The two of them left under the leadership of Ali.

Qin Chuan carried the brown backpack that Qin Ling'er gave him, took Caesar, and took Wu Zhi to the airport and flew to Dubai.

From the Middle East to Dubai, it is only a two-hour flight away.

Both Qin Chuan changed into suits and walked on the luxurious and luxurious streets of Dubai. They looked very grand, and there was no trace of the appearance of the King of Killing on the African battlefield.

Perhaps it was their unique temperament that made many Dubai beauties who gathered with gold-worshiping girls look at them.

However, both of them obviously have no interest in these women.

There is poppy in Qinchuan, so there is no need to say that.

And Caesar, as Caesar, the first mercenary group in Africa, what kind of beautiful woman he wants, can’t find?

Now he was just thinking about whether Qin Chuan could buy war monsters such as fighter jets, battleships and nuclear submarines from Stark as he said!

If possible, Caesar would naturally not have any doubts about Qin Chuan's financial resources and abilities.

The two took the elevator to the Presidential Suite of the Seven Star Hotel.

They made an appointment to meet here.

At this time, on the sofa in the presidential suite, there were several people sitting, the blond and white-haired old man Sean, Long Jianguo and Shadow with a black mask, and the **** sent by Stark's arms group.

"Mr. Sean, who is the one who wants to buy our equipment?"

Chrys asked Sean.

He is one of the people in charge this time.

He is also the general manager of long-term cooperation and transactions with Black Prison.

In order to achieve enough results to win over Qin Chuan, Black Prison called Chrys over.

Anyone who is familiar with Chrys knows that this person is the Stark Group's channel for selling weapons and equipment in the underground black market channel, and Chrys is the general manager.

For general weapons and equipment, he has the absolute right to decide whether to sell them.

If large-scale weapons and equipment are involved, such as advanced military equipment, advanced missiles, and super-large fighter jets, nuclear submarines, and battleships that are basically not sold, even if he cannot make the decision, he can still have a great vote.

Sean smiled and said, "He will be here soon. When we meet, I will introduce it to you in detail and you will know."

"Is it so mysterious? Well, I'll wait and see." Chrys smiled.

Dingdong!

At this time, the doorbell of the room rang.

"Here you come."

Sean smiled.
Chapter completed!