From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 967 Prince Birth

  Joga was right to move to the base!

   Not only because there were too many friends who came here, but the most important thing was that Charlene had hired a group of obstetrics and gynecology experts from Monaco, and even airlifted a huge assembled delivery room.

   This is not the simple house of the giant Zhu, but made of some kind of synthetic material.

  With an area of ​​more than 60 square meters, there is a delivery room and a sterile room inside.

  3 doctors and two nurses were on standby near the delivery room from the moment they got off the plane.

  Don't tell me, whether it's because of Charlene's face or money ability, these experts are very in line with Boss Qiao's wishes.

  The entire Sangha Town has been in a strange atmosphere these days, it seems that everyone is suppressing their emotions. Not only are their smiles less while walking on the road, but their voices are deliberately lowered.

  Aunt Zhao, a retail giant in Sangha Town, watched her employees complete a set of encouraging exercises on the main road at 7 o'clock in the morning...

  Originally, according to her habit, the following half an hour was a fixed time for bloodbath.

  But today, Aunt Zhao waved her hand to signal for the employees to go to work after the last movement, and then dragged her obese body to the gate of the disabled guard's house.

  She didn't dare to disturb the people who were on duty, so she stuck her head into the room, and shouted at several disabled guards who were guarding the radio, "Any news?"

  A black guard with one hand missing shook his head and said: "There is news from the base, the lady boss entered the delivery room at four o'clock in the morning, but there is no news yet."

Aunt Zhao pursed her thick lips and muttered a few words, then walked into the stinky soldier's dormitory, poured herself a glass of water and drank it in one gulp, and said, "I just said that the lady boss is a little too thin, what's wrong with that?" manage…"

  The one-handed disabled guard didn't think much of Aunt Zhao, a capitalist, and said with distaste: "We can call the lady boss, but you can't!

   Hurry up, we will notify you when there is news! "

  Aunt Zhao glared at one hand and said, "Why can't I?

  I was personally invited by the boss from Yamako. In terms of the time I met the boss, I was much earlier than you gangsters. "

   As she spoke, Aunt Zhao walked to the dining table where the guards gathered, pushed a handsome one-eyed guard on the shoulder, and said, "Enku, ask me about the situation...

  The prince of Sangha Town is about to be born, and I am going to hold a big event, so the products are 50% off.

   When the time comes, you all come to see it, and buy something for yourself, at least get some more clothes..."

   Enku said without looking back: "I don't want it. Our daily necessities and uniforms are all issued by the company, which is enough!"

  Aunt Zhao was stunned for a moment, and said, "Do you want the phone?"

   "No, the one issued by the company is very useful!"

   Aunt Zhao looked at this guy's reckless appearance, and said angrily: "Then wife, do you want it?

   I have a niece who comes to me, she is good looking and can cook.

  You have quotas for welfare housing, and you can apply for a good housing if you marry a wife.

   Don't you want to make a home in Sangha Town? "

   Enku looked at Aunt Zhao coldly and said, "I don't want it!"

  Aunt Zhao asked curiously: "Do you want a wife or a house?"

  Enku said resolutely: "No, it's fine if I live here!

  I'm very busy at work every day, so I don't have time to think about my wife! "

  Aunt Zhao sighed, and said: "Now the house in Sangha Town has risen to 20,000 yuan per set, you can get the house for free as long as you nod, why do you hesitate?

   Have you been standing guard here all your life? "

   Enku shook his head slightly and said: "Wherever the boss settles down, I will stand guard there.

  Now there are too many newbies in P·B and they don’t understand the rules. The boss needs us! "

  Aunt Zhao was taken aback by Enku's dead-headedness, and said angrily: "Then you will stand on duty for the rest of your life, you deserve it because you can't find a woman!"

   Enku said indifferently: "I will be taken care of by the company when I die, and I don't need a woman to take care of me."

   Aunt Zhao, a retail giant, was about to smoke from her choked nose, but in the face of the firmness projected by Enku's one-eyed eyes, she finally said helplessly: "You are determined that the boss will not drive you away.

   The boss told you to find a wife for you. He wants you to live a normal life.

   You are just short of something, and it’s not useless, why don’t you find a wife? "

   Enku heard this, exchanged glances with the people around him, and said indifferently: "I don't know about the others, but I don't need them, I just like to stand guard.

  If the boss wants to drive us away, I will leave if he says a word! "

  Aunt Zhao looked at Enku with a serious expression, and she suddenly felt that her skills were still a bit weaker than that of her boss.

  The young people she trains generally work in less than three years, and they will leave her to develop in other places with a little savings, and most of them are in similar industries.

  But most of the people in P·B are loyal and dead-headed!

   Some of them who really couldn’t hold a gun went to the grassroots of Sangha Town, while Enku and the others, who can run and jump, have their brains made of stone, so they just stay here and don’t go anywhere.

  Aunt Zhao doesn't quite understand their thoughts, but that doesn't prevent her from admiring these guys.

   These are direct soldiers of Boss P·B, the standard middle class in Central Africa, any girl who finds them will be happy, and it turns out...

   Facing a group of people who didn't get in, Aunt Zhao put her hands on her hips and slowed down for a while. Just when she was about to speak, she heard the sound of cannons in the distance...

   Then there was a loud voice on the radio...

   "Our prince is born..."

  The sound of the radio is not too loud, but it is like magic...

  Many people in Sangha Town took to the streets...

  First, the Hilltop Manor fired fireworks into the sky.

  The fireworks in broad daylight are not gorgeous, but the loud noise of the fireworks exploding in the air...

   Then it may be because the news was confirmed, cheers appeared wherever there were people in the huge Sangha Town.

  The black buddies put down their work and took to the streets...

  Some people are really celebrating, while others are driven to join the celebration.

   Seeing that the teacher in the school couldn't control it anymore, he simply opened the school gate and let all the children out, and then he joined the celebration.

  Old Kaman knows Afika!

  From the moment the prince was born, P·B soldiers appeared at every intersection in Sangha Town.

  Although they were carrying weapons, their mission this time was not to kill anything, but to send out the joy of the P·B family mixed with a large amount of candy, and to maintain order by the way, to prevent anyone from getting too excited and doing stupid things.

  The more lively areas began to sing and dance, and some black buddies couldn't help but drink a few sips early in the morning, and then the scene began to gradually develop in the direction of frenzy.

  Because of the birth of a child, Sangha Town has suspended work and school.

   We must know that this situation did not occur when the Zika virus was at its worst.

   Just when Aunt Zhao wanted to go back to take charge of the overall situation and seize the traffic peak to make a lot of money, a large number of black men in mining overalls appeared around.

  These are jungle dwellers. They migrated from the jungle to Sangha Town for various reasons, and then were taken in by Boss Joe, and then began to have their own jobs, houses, savings...

  They no longer have to worry about not having enough to eat, no longer have to worry about their children being sick but powerless, they have something that has never appeared in the most wonderful dreams...

  These people did not behave the same as the locals in Sangha Town. The miners, whose original taste had not completely faded, walked to the bottom of the hillside singing songs that the locals could not understand.

  They did not offend the disabled soldiers who prevented them from going up the mountain, but knelt on the ground with pious movements, kissed the ground, and gave out a burst of cheers...

   At this time, some people who had been crowded in the middle of the team held a few sheep and walked to an open field, and then some people started to kill the sheep and others started to gather firewood to boil water.

  The disabled soldiers didn’t know what these workers wanted to do. After asking, they realized that these people were going to have a carnival at the bottom of the mountain for a day to celebrate the birth of the prince of Sangha Town...

  The same thing happened repeatedly in the factories around Sangha Town...

  The leaders of those tribes rushed to the base to congratulate, and the remaining workers took the initiative to give themselves a holiday, and then started the carnival...

  The boss of the tribe who knows how to be a man will leave enough food and drinks for the workers under him.

  The boss who can't be a human being is estimated to usher in a wave of resignations afterwards.

   Just when everyone thought that this day would pass in a cheerful atmosphere, fighter jets took off one after another in the direction of P·B base...

   An F-14 leads the way, followed by 2 Su-27s, 2 Su-25s, 4 F-16s...

  Nine fighter jets were in the shape of arrows, pulling colorful smoke and circling in the air to announce the good news, and then flew to the north.

  There is also Ndelai, and the diamond town of Nora. These fighters want to spread the joy of Sangha Town to farther places.

  Everyone is happy...

  But Boss Qiao was standing by Nice's side at this time, holding her hand tightly...

  The factory was in a mess. Qiaojia looked at Niss's tightly closed eyes and pale lips. He lowered his head and kissed Niss on the head, and said, "Thank you for your hard work!"

  Because the production didn't go well, the prolonged pain exhausted Nice's energy.

  Hearing Qiaojia's voice, Niss slightly opened his eyes, suddenly looked at Qiaojia a little aggrieved, and said, "The child is so ugly..."

   Qiaojia was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "Newborn babies are like that, it will be better after washing..."

As he said that, Qiaojia turned around and walked to the door of the sterile room. After asking the nurse's permission, he went in and carefully carried a wrinkled little baby nestled into a ball to Nice's side, and said, "Look, our son How handsome..."

  Nice looked sideways at the little life that came out of his stomach...

  The baby who has been cleaned up has a bunch of brown fluff growing on its head, wrinkled all over, with bulging eyes, a small nose, and a small mouth that keeps bulging.

  Nice couldn’t figure out what this little thing has to do with the word ‘handsome’…

  It wasn't until she found something in common with the nose and mouth of the little guy and Boss Joe that she sighed in satisfaction...

   "Have you thought of a name yet?"

   Qiaojia listened, nodded slightly and said: "Think about it...

  I want to call him Joe Eagle, or let's call him Eagle.

  I hope our son can fly like an eagle in the sky...

  I hope he can travel lightly, walk the road we haven’t traveled, see the scenery we haven’t seen, feel the life we ​​haven’t experienced…”

   Talking about it, Choga shook Nice's hand and said, "We still have to work hard to make Sangha Town better.

  I want my son to grow up in a place with happiness and hope!

  The more we do, the better it will be here..."

  Niss looked into Qiaojia's bright eyes, she nodded meekly, and said, "You are always right..."

  Joga stretched his face to the pillow, squeezed the little eagle in the middle with Nice, then raised his phone to take a selfie, and said with a smile: "I can't always be right!

   But I have a bunch of guys who will support me even if I make mistakes, so I will succeed!

  Nice, we sure aren't the perfect couple, I didn't even give you a wedding…

   Get well soon, the Zika virus in Sangha Town has not completely subsided, we will go to Brazil to live for a while.

   Don't you want to see the **** who looks down on the slums and does nothing?

  Let's go and see..."

  ……………

  That's all for today...

  I wrote a lot of content, wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote again.

  Finally, I decided to take it easy. The story has entered the middle stage. Jackal and P·B have reached a crossroads.

  Continuing to move forward will face a game with higher risks. I need to wait for two days to clear my mind.

  I need to change the angle and try to show the story of the jackal from the side of the mainstream world as much as possible.

   This requires a lot of research to improve my outline.

  I have some bad habits. I don’t know many characters in the outline I wrote with a pen. It is quite difficult to restore the outline organized more than half a year ago.

  The update has been slowed down for two days, and I will make it up for you when it is straightened out!

  Thanks to all the book friends who have followed here!

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  (end of this chapter)