Chapter 138 Provoking the Old Man
Chapter 138 - Provoked the old
It was still a quarter before 9:30 in the morning, and the meeting held at the 912 Air Crew Base was set up in a huge tent.
The organizer was the Meiman Brothers United Consortium, but the people who came were not only from the 911 Air Crew Base, but also representatives from more than a dozen other air crew bases, including not only the air crew bases under the Meiman Brothers United, and there were about 40 people in total.
In addition, there were representatives from the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee, who were the actual host of this meeting. Otherwise, Hana Gagel would have come here to take risks, and even if Chen Fei, a gold-type superpower, was added, she still did not dare to retreat unscathed.
The representatives from the 17 air crew bases were divided into four or five small groups, gathering in twos and threes, whispering to each other and chatting enthusiastically. Some nodded, some had gloomy faces, some laughed non-stop, some were complacent, and some were frowning, just like a small society.
But Hana Gagel and Chen Fei were very quiet here, no one came over to say hello.
Even though other military contractors and air base representatives who were not affiliated with the Meiman Brothers United Consortium all stood far away, occasionally intentionally or unintentionally cast inexplicable glances, implying sympathy, ridicule, or gloating, the huge tent was filled with the taste of social reality.
Except for the 911 Air Base, which still had a nominal affiliation, the Apocalypse Defense Group, which had lost almost all air bases, was now in a state of business contraction, with only expenditures and no income, but the internal struggle for power and disputes continued, and it was unknown when it would be able to stabilize again. Therefore, this time no one was sent here at all, only the representatives of the 911 Air Base.
To be precise, Chen Fei, who had little experience, could not be regarded as a representative of the conference, but only as an accompanying person. He came to boost the momentum of the female executive manager and wave the flag and shout. After all, he was also a superpower, and he could more or less increase his face.
It doesn't matter whether Apocalypse Defense Group sends people or not. The female executive manager is working with several shareholders and directors to secretly promote the independence of 911 Air Crew Base and has begun to clarify the accounting issues within the Air Crew Base and the group.
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Although the tent venue is very lively, Chen Fei, who feels completely out of tune with the entire venue, is uncomfortable all over and whispers to himself: "I don't like it here!"
"Me too!"
The female executive manager also feels uncomfortable. She feels alienated from the people around her, and even full of malice.
The weak have no human rights. If Apocalypse Defense Group can stand up and fight the Meiman Brothers United Consortium to the end, it will not let 911 Air Crew Base be so passive. The victory of local tactics cannot cover up the great failure of the overall strategy.
At least five air bases' air combat forces were all lost to 911 Air Crew Base. Although the "Zhenxiang" combat flight squadron suffered heavy casualties, it also made a great reputation. It can be said that it is the most capable boy within a radius of thousands of miles.
Even the powerful and powerful Meman Brothers United felt a headache. If they didn't fight, they would lose face because they had already invested so much.
Although military contractors have all the necessary aircraft, artillery and armored vehicles, just like small warlords, they still can't escape the original commercial nature. They can accept a small loss in business, but they can't bear a huge loss. The daily consumption and loss of materials and equipment will go bankrupt.
At this time, a noisy voice suddenly sounded outside the tent.
"Colonel Iverson, you can't go in!"
"Stop it!"
"Get out if you don't want to die!"
Bang bang, two consecutive gunshots.
The light at the door of the tent dimmed, and a burly man was surrounded by several armed men with live ammunition and rushed in.
The venue was silent for a moment, and everyone looked over and was silent.
When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain his reason clearly, but the key is that the other party has a gun.
The burly middle-aged man scanned everyone in the venue with eagle eyes, then immediately found the target, pulled out a pistol from his waist, loaded it with a click, and rushed straight to Chen Fei and the female executive manager Hana Gagel.
Chen Fei looked around, and the nearest other people were also ten meters away. Fists and palms hit each other, bang!
There is only one truth.
"Fuck, they are coming for us."
"What do you think?"
The female executive manager glared at him unhappily.
Can such an IQ be admitted to university?
Fake diploma, right?
Or is it some 80% or 90% fake homebody?
As the threshold for undergraduate universities is getting higher and higher, it is getting harder and harder to get into university.
Many scammers have started to think crookedly. The low-end ones directly print fake diplomas and run away after cheating, and the high-end ones directly open fake schools to recruit stupid foreign children who want to jump into the dragon gate.
After wasting four years of their precious lives, a group of innocent students found that they had wasted so much time and paid so many fees under false pretenses, but in the end they went to a fake university, where they were ripped off for several years, and the diplomas they obtained were not officially recognized at all.
"I'll take care of it!"
It was agreed that he would calm down the situation for Manager Hana. Although Chen Fei was not good at other things, he was quite qualified to take the bullet.
Although the person looked aggressive and murderous, and was holding a loaded pistol, the actual threat to him was equal to zero, and it was not as effective as a wooden stick.
At least if you hit your head with a wooden stick, it will really hurt. As for the bullet... you will probably think it is a fly hitting your head, which is bad luck!
The burly man never laid his eyes on the female executive manager. Instead, he kept staring at Chen Fei. He walked closer, raised the muzzle of his gun, and asked fiercely: "You brat, did you hurt my son?" ?”
"Um?"
Chen Fei had a question mark on his face, but it was actually directed at him.
"Who is your son?"
"Reggie Iverson, you hurt him, I'm going to kill you."
The man who broke into the tent venue looked murderous and was about to pull the trigger when he heard someone shouting: "Stop, Colonel William Iverson, please don't do this!"
Hana Gagel, the female executive manager standing behind Chen Fei, suddenly realized that it turned out that the younger one was beaten last night and the older one came today.
I didn't expect that the escort with a bad attitude had such a strong father, who was also a colonel.
"He injured my son, and I want to avenge Reggie!"
The burly man was still staring at Chen Fei, the gun pointed at his head not moving at all.
The sight of his own son lying dying on the hospital bed made the father furious.
The man yelled angrily: "Put down the gun, William, this is an order!"
No matter how much you don't want to see the people at the 911 air service base, you can't break the established rules.
The two countries are at war, and the envoys are not killed. If the representatives participating in the meeting are shot in public, how can the Meman Brothers Consortium still operate in the industry?
What can the industry's eighth-ranked giant do? The Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee will not let go of this potential threat that breaks the rules.
"He injured Reggie. Reggie is a good boy. The doctor said that he will stay in bed for half a year. You bastard, you dare to do such a heavy blow."
The burly man's face was full of anger, and the muzzle of his gun was trembling slightly.
His own son was kicked half to death, and the father was naturally furious. What a bullshit meeting, go to hell!
"William, please calm down, don't delay the important matter."
A man walked into the tent, his tone calm and authoritative.
Colonel William Iverson, who was pointing his gun at Chen Fei, trembled all over. He involuntarily lowered the muzzle of his gun, holstered it, and stood at attention in a crisp salute.
"Mr. Todd!"
The man who just spoke was Todd Philip, one of the eleven vice presidents of the Mayman Brothers Consortium.
He dare not not listen to what the big shots say.
Chen Fei, who had a normal expression from beginning to end, asked curiously: "Um, can I ask, Mr. William, what do you do?"
He thought that the boy last night was really going to lie down for half a month, but he didn't expect it to be half a year. This was too weak.
The female executive manager tugged on his sleeve from behind, always having a bad feeling. Why would he ask such a stupid question at this time?
The burly William Iverson suddenly turned his head, stared at Chen Fei, pointed at him, and said fiercely: "Boy, please remember, I am the director of the operations department of the United Man Brothers, William. ·Iverson, you hurt my son, you are in trouble, you are in big trouble!"
Director of Operations Department of United Man Brothers?
Hana Gagel couldn't help but gasped. This meant that the main armed forces of the giant Meman Brothers Consortium were controlled by the other party.
The attacks on the 911 Air Service Base were within the purview of the Director of Operations. Perhaps it was Colonel William Iverson who personally dispatched troops and was responsible for the execution.
If he had known that the boy last night had such a big background, he should have warned Chen Fei not to be too harsh, he would still be beaten, and he should not provoke the parents.
It depends on the owner when it comes to beating a dog, let alone kicking someone else's child.
This offended people severely.
"so……"
Chen Fei's expression changed, and he suddenly pulled out the pistol from the holster on the opponent's waist, stuffed it into the opponent's hand, pressed the gun body, guided the muzzle to his heart, and then sneered.
"So who are you trying to scare? Just shoot if you dare, aim here, and pull the trigger! You bastard! Don't be like your sissy son who only talks about your words. Are you a man like that? Is it a fake?"
The entire venue was silent, even Mr. Todd Philip, the vice president of Mayman Brothers United Financial Group who just came in, was stunned!
This is simply not taking your own life seriously!
"You, you bastard!"
Colonel William Iverson gritted his teeth and his old face turned red.
But he never really wanted to pull the trigger. Instead, he wanted to withdraw the gun, but Chen Fei didn't allow it, and the two of them had a stalemate.
Flip the safety and push the trigger.
Boom! ~-