Chapter 790 Arms Race

After picking up Jiang Chen from the plane, the Moro Kingdom naturally treated him well.

The welcome convoy is a black Lincoln extended version, and the hotel we stay in is the State Guest Hotel in Morocco. Passing through the emerald green lawn, and being greeted by the guard of honor, stepping on the pure white stone steps, a row of marble columns stands solemnly, which has a bit of the charm of the Pantheon in Paris.

The former rebel flag fluttered in the sky like a national flag, and Jiang Chen was amazed by such majesty.

But then he couldn't help but be speechless, what a f*cking fuck!

Although the per capita income is only 800 US dollars, this does not prevent the warlords who rule Mindanao from living a life of petty bourgeoisie. I have fought guerrilla warfare in the mountains with the Philippine government army for decades, and now I have finally fulfilled my long-cherished wish of independence. How can I control my own hands and pursue a better life.

According to the requirements of the Future People Group, the Morocco State defined the type of government in the constitution as a democratically elected government in order to block the tongues of Western countries. But at the same time, they also wrote a special wartime regulation in the constitution, stipulating that the term of the president during the war can be extended indefinitely, and the supreme commander has the final say on when the wartime regulation ends.

By the way, both the president and the supreme commander are General Santos alone.

Jiang Chen didn't care how Santos exploited his own people.

He only needs to be responsible for the employees of the Future Group, the taxi fighters of the Star Ring Trade, and the people of Xinguo on the Panu Islands. So when faced with the courtship of the Moro country government, he accepted it calmly.

There are as many as ten maids in charge of taking care of his daily life, and they are all disaster-level without exception in terms of appearance. The decoration of the room is extremely luxurious, and the "daily necessities" such as fine wine and cigars in the display cabinets are all international famous brands. I am afraid that Santos himself is reluctant to be so extravagant.

While lamenting the generosity of the Moro government, Jiang Chen couldn't help but wonder, did Santos have anything to ask of him?

In the evening, Santos hosted a banquet in the auditorium of the State Guest Hotel to entertain Jiang Chen.

Apart from Jiang Chen, the main character, all the guests who visited were dignitaries and dignitaries on Mindanao Island. Most of them are from the military, and there are also some real estate developers and gold mine owners from the Moro Kingdom. Most of the female guests who visited were relatives of these military officers and businessmen. Jiang Chen noticed that many young girls looked at him with fiery eyes...

It's just that the daughters of these local nobles are really not that beautiful. Anyway, Jiang Chen has no interest at all.

At the banquet, there were many cups of wine, and a melodious symphony was played on the stage.

The guests chatted happily.

After drinking for three rounds, Santos, who was sitting next to Jiang Chen, suddenly had a smile on his face.

Seeing his expression, Jiang Chen knew that this guy must have something to trouble him.

"Mr. Jiang, our enemies have been a little restless on the border recently."

It has to be said that this Santos is much more tactful than the five big and three thick guys before. Presumably he also understands the truth that governing a country cannot rely on muscles. With this opening, he used "our enemy" to pull Jiang Chen's position to his side. Moreover, the tone of his speech seemed to be discussing the military situation with his allies, and he would not lose face in front of his subordinates.

Although he saw this, Jiang Chen didn't take his small thoughts to heart, picked up his glass and sipped, and asked casually.

"Oh? Is there any action on the Philippine side?"

"The Aquino government promulgated a new conscription bill, declaring that it will reorganize the decadent army and expand the army by 100,000."

"Aquino? Didn't that guy take the blame and resign?" Jiang Chen frowned.

"The one who resigned is Aquino III, and this is the new Aquino IV..."

Well, IV.

Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and pinched his brows that were sore from drunkenness.

He doesn't understand these monkeys very well...

Carefully looking at Jiang Chen, Santos continued.

"In addition, the Philippine side announced at the same time that it will build a modern army with the help of the United States, and introduce vehicles such as m1a1 main battle tanks and Apache gunships..."

"m1a1?" Jiang Chen's eyes moved slightly, his fingers lightly tapped the wine glass, and the corner of his mouth twitched disdainfully, "Can they afford it?"

How many bananas does it take to buy an m1a1 main battle tank?

Hearing this, Santos also sighed with a sad face.

"I don't know. The news from our informant in the Philippines is that they seem to have received a large amount of loan."

loan?

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Jiang Chen looked a little strange, and then asked Santos.

"The amount of the loan and the time of the loan, do you have any definite news from your side?"

"The amount is about 10 billion U.S. dollars, and the time... is about the end of April." After exchanging glances with his intelligence minister and getting a positive answer, Santos nodded.

At the end of April, it was almost the time when Jiang Chen and the Freemasons turned against each other, and the cooperation between Future Mining and BHP Mining Group appeared cracks.

Ten billion US dollars, what a big deal! The price of an m1a1 tank is only 4 million US dollars. If all the money is spent on the army and air force, the Philippines can completely build a modern army.

Jiang Chen couldn't think of any other way to invest in military expansion, except for war to recoup the investment.

Originally, Jiang Chen still couldn't figure out why the bhp group made such a proposal that the future group would never accept, and then withdrew so calmly after being rejected to renew the contract. Looking at it now, their picture should not be small.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Chen tapped the glass of wine on the table and asked in a half-joking tone.

"Your military expenditure should not be spent on this."

"How is it possible! Our annual military budget accounts for 15% of GDP, and we are worried that they will tear up the armistice agreement." Santos replied hastily.

Jiang Chen didn't ask him how much GDP he spends on enjoyment every year, after thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen spoke.

"Starting from tomorrow, Star Ring Trading will help Moro to build a modern army to deal with regional tensions caused by the expansion of the Philippine army in the north. You don't have to worry about military expenses for the time being. We will lend you a low-interest loan here. Loans totaling $5 billion."

Hearing this, Santos couldn't help but be overjoyed. The big stone that had been pressing on his chest these days was finally removed, and he immediately got up to raise his glass and toast Jiang Chen.

"Haha, thank you so much! Our friend, the people of Mindanao will remember your contribution to our revolution!"

After the banquet, Jiang Chen declined the invitation of several ladies and ladies to "visit the boudoir", and went straight back to the State Guest Hotel.

Throwing the dress on the hanger, he immediately called Xinghuan Trading and told Ivan and Bakari his decision to assist the modernization of Moro's military.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chen was about to change into the bath under the service of a group of Yingyingyanyan maids, when the future still on his wrist rang again.

Looking at the line of words on the holographic screen, Jiang Chen was slightly taken aback.

It's an international call

And from Boston, USA. (To be continued.)