Robert Adams looked around at the deserted scene around the tent and asked with confusion: "Where's Taosi?"

Mike Somoza explained to Little Adams with a flattering look on his face: "He left with his people early in the morning, but he asked me to sign a Nicaraguan gold mining authorization agreement when he left."

Marco turned his head and glanced at the microphone, snorted coldly, and replied to Little Adams: "There are still some things in California that my brother needs to deal with. He left this [authorization] behind when he left. He said you would

I guarantee this."

Robert Adams took the authorization, glanced at it and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just a gold mining agreement of 100,000 ounces a year? Why is it not over when Mike signed it? Does your brother still care about Mike?"

Do you have a certain opinion?”

Marco saw that little Adams was unwilling to sign.

Marco was not surprised. He had already explained everything before Tao Xi left.

Since you, little Adams, can take advantage of both families!

Then why can't Tao Xi? If you don't sign, then find a way to get the SLA regime and the revolutionary army to sign one each.

"My brother has always been very supportive of Mr. Mike. After all, 30,000 ounces of gold is not a small amount."

"He just wanted to make those 30,000 ounces of gold more secure."

Robert Adams waved his hand nonchalantly: "Okay, I understand. I will explain it to Tao Xi then. Then I will leave first. Mike, if there is no movement from you within a week, you

You will definitely regret it.”

Mike Sommer saw that little Adams turned around and returned to the tent again, walking toward the car not far away with a high-spirited expression.

He, Mike, has struggled for seven years. No one knows how he has spent these seven years. He is about to have the opportunity to display his talents!

At some point, Klein, standing next to Marco, asked with a pity look on his face: "Are we really going to sell all these gold mines in Nicaragua?"

"Sell!" Marco said this almost through gritted teeth.

Klein folded his hands on his chest and shook his head helplessly as he watched Little Adams's fully armed bodyguards and the dedicated geological research team begin their work.

"Have you sent someone to keep an eye on Daniel, the interim head of the FSLN?"

"There are many bodyguards around Daniel, and he also lives in a wealthy area of ​​Managua, where security is very good."

"I think all we need to know is his precise location. When it's the most critical moment, we just need to ensure that we can contact him as soon as possible and provide him with certain conveniences."

...

Hasman's outfit is no different from the endless stream of pedestrians around him, but since a major oil depot explosion occurred in Cuba half a year ago, some soldiers with live ammunition can be seen from time to time on the streets of Havana to maintain law and order.

.

Hasman glanced at the Soviet-style building not far away and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Not far away, the Spanish-speaking lieutenant looked around with a vigilant look at the people around him who aroused his suspicion as much as possible.

When Hussman passed by him, the lieutenant stared at Hussman's hasty back for a long time, and his men quickly noticed Hussman's abnormality.

"Go and see who he is!"

Before Heisman could get close to the Soviet-style building, he was grabbed by a soldier.

"Hey! Your papers, proof of identity!"

Heisman turned his head and saw a lieutenant and two soldiers behind him, and his brows furrowed in dissatisfaction.

"Sir, I am..."

The lieutenant immediately loaded the rifle in his arms and pointed it at Heisman: "I need to see your ID!"

Heisman wiped the sweat from his forehead. It's not that Heisman can't take out his passport, but because this is a Soviet-controlled area. If his identity certificate is exposed here, it is very likely that those in the United States will be able to get through.

The cia noticed it!

"Dududu~"

A rapid sound of the car horn sounded right in the middle of the two groups of people. Before the lieutenant could stop him, a hand stretched out from the passenger seat.

The lieutenant saw a U.S. dollar bill held between his middle and index fingers. The lieutenant looked around alertly and skillfully stuffed the U.S. dollar bill into his pocket.

"Get in the car!"

Heisman glanced at the passenger in the passenger seat and sat in with a happy face.

The black Soviet-style Lada drove towards the Soviet-style building not far away. The lieutenant was not angry when he saw the direction in which the Lada was leaving. Instead, he found a deserted place to hide and started counting.

Money.

Leo Vanta looked at Heisman standing opposite with a calm face and asked: "How much Soviet-style ordnance do you want to order?"

Heisman calmly placed a letter in front of Leo Vantaa and returned it again.

"Oh, you didn't expect that Mike made a huge fortune?"

"You want me to help him apply for military aid from Costa Rica for $50 million?"

Heisman heard Leo Wanta's words and explained calmly: "Master Mike, you once told me that you are very keen on the port of Nicaragua. If Master Mike can successfully take power in Nicaragua."

"I think it will be of great help to your energy business in the Soviet Union."

Leo Vanta's left hand was placed on the table and he kept tapping on the table.

This letter was not sent. Because of the [armed embargo], all letters in Cuba will face inspection.

It was most likely dictated by Mike and handwritten by Heisman. A lot of the information in the content was not very clear. It just said that gold was used as a means of payment to obtain support from Costa Rica.

$50 million worth of gold.

Leo, who had suffered a big loss in the United States before, vigorously rubbed some tight muscles on his face.

To this day, he still doesn't know who was the person who assassinated him in Colorado. Leo not only suffered sequelae from that incident, which caused his facial nerve to become necrotic.

Leo also gained an experience from that incident.

[Be cautious in everything you do and don’t be too reckless]

"I remember that Mike still has a family property in Cuba. Let's use that property as a deposit."

"For a US$50 million arms sales order, if you are willing, I can arrange to ship it tonight."

"As for the matter in Costa Rica, forget it. The matter in Nicaragua can only be resolved internally by you."

When Heisman heard Leo Vanta's irresistible voice, he was about to argue. Leo Vanta waved to the two people at the door. The two bodyguards held Heisman on the left and right and headed towards him.

Walk outside.

"If you want the support of the Soviet Union, then show your strength and what I want!"

.........

Marco couldn't help but curl his lips as he looked at the twisted group of nearly a thousand people in front of him.

On the other hand, Klein looked at the instructors Mike hired from unknown sources with great interest: "Actually, the quality of Mike's group is similar to the quality of the government troops of the Sanlian regime."

"If I lived under the protection of this kind of army, I would hate to sleep in the sewer every day."

"I haven't seen this old guy Mike for a long time since I received a phone call the day before yesterday."

Klein couldn't help laughing when he heard Marco chattering next to him like a little old man: "Did you see Mike really pulling the team up gradually, are you a little nervous?

"

"nervous?"

Marco pretended to be indifferent and argued: "Am I nervous? I, Marco, haven't known what nervousness is since I was a child."

Klein laughed out loud when he saw Marco's Adam's apple making a gulp of saliva when he said these words.

To be honest, Klein was a little nervous.

Usually people like them see the news on TV that [xxx restricts xx freedom and establishes xxx provisional military government], but when they actually find out that this kind of thing is happening right in front of their eyes, who can not be afraid!

While the two of them were bored watching Mike's soldiers being trained, Mike Somoza was hiding in a small cave and conscientiously operating a radio station that kept sending out "di-di-di" sounds.

When a piece of paper with cipher text was printed, Mike decisively turned off the radio station.

The paper microphone with the cipher text was translated in less than 5 minutes.

But when he saw the content on the paper, Mike's face darkened instantly.

"I've long heard that Leo Vantaa is really a greedy scumbag!"

"This time it really opened my eyes. My plantation in Cuba can be sold for at least 3 million US dollars, but you want to leave it with just one word!"

Mike held a clod of soil in his hand and smashed it against the surrounding walls, with the idea that if you don't pay, you will get something in return.

I made up my mind and turned on the radio's microphone again. I expertly tapped the "button" on the radio and entered a series of simple words.

[You can place an order, if the old one doesn’t come, the new one won’t come, ship it as soon as possible]

After finishing all this, Mike hurriedly covered the old radio with a piece of oilcloth and walked out of the cave. When he walked out of the cave, Mike looked at the surrounding environment with a vigilant look.

After seeing nothing unusual around him, Mike walked towards the playground where the "bugle" sounded not far away.

When Mike left, a man covered in camouflage uniforms glanced into the cave and quickly left the area. If Marco were here, he would definitely recognize this man as Little Adams' personal bodyguard at a glance.

The trouble in Nicaragua is getting deeper and deeper, and no one knows who will benefit the most from this incident in Nicaragua.
To be continued...