MLL Island was the 14th largest island in the world and the second largest island in Country F after Luzon Island. It was also the area with the most terrorist activity in Country F and was known as the "Home of Terror."
Currently, there were two anti-government forces in Country F, namely the "Moro Green Liberation Front" (MNLF) and the "Moro National Liberation Front" (MNLF).
The latter used to be the strongest rebel force, but due to conflicts and decreased foreign aid, it split into three groups. Two of the groups advocated for autonomy in the MLL region, and the other group advocated for the MLL region to break away from Country F and form an independent country. The former was the largest anti-government force in Country F with 10000 armed personnel. It split from the MNLF's autonomy group.
Due to regional pressure, the Country F government finally reached a preliminary agreement with the former in 2012, promising to establish "Bangsamoro" (Moro) in the southern part of Country F on MLL Island. But it was important to note that it was not an independent country, but an autonomous region attached to Country F's system.
The problem was that while Country F satisfied the political demands of the MNLF, it ignored the political demands of the MNLF. At the same time, even within the MNLF, there were a lot of voices advocating for the establishment of an independent country and were not satisfied with the status of a "sub-country."
Because of this, when the Aquino government and the MNLF that split from the MNLF signed the peace framework agreement in City M, the founder of the MNLF, Misuari, immediately opposed the signing of the peace framework agreement and threatened to restart the armed struggle.
Obviously, he didn't lie. In 2013, the tragedy in Zamboanga occurred. 300 MNLF militants attacked Zamboanga City in the western part of MLL Island on September 10th and engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the local army.
Until 2016, the rebel activity on MLL Island never stopped.
From Google Maps, the entire Country F was like a torn rag that could be torn apart with just a little bit of force. To maintain this zoo, Aquino had to be tough with the outside world and exaggerate the threat of neighboring countries.
Inciting nationalism to increase national cohesion was a tactic that had been effective since the colonial era.
But it was only effective.
The first step to disintegrate Country F was to start with MLL Island. As the second largest island in Country F, not only did it have abundant mineral resources, but it also had the most intense ethnic and religious conflicts. He didn't even need to fan the flames. All he had to do was stand by the pile of dry wood and give the restless people a coveted lighter, and they would madly rush to light the bonfire of rebellion.
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Before heading to the Philippines, Jiang Chen first flew to South Africa where he met up with his old friend Robert.
Compared to when they met in Iraq, this guy looked much fairer. At least he wouldn't be mistaken for a Native American.
This guy had a great time as a director in Hollywood. As soon as they met, he bragged to Jiang Chen that he had Hollywood girls in his bed every night. He put his hand on Jiang Chen's shoulder and said that he must come to Los Santos one day.
It was easy to become a producer in Hollywood. As long as one had money, anyone could hang their name on the credits of a movie. After helping Jiang Chen in Pannu Islands, he received a "remuneration" of 100 million USD. After a few parties in Los Santos, he immediately became the darling of Hollywood's "upper class" again. His girlfriend also increased from one to several.
After some small talk, Robert called a taxi and took Jiang Chen to his warehouse in the suburbs of Abington.
12000 assault rifles and 90 tons of rifle ammunition, 1700 RPG-7 rockets and 150 launchers, boxes of M2 grenades, bulletproof vests, night vision goggles, and other equipment.
Not only that, in the corner of the warehouse, there were dozens of mortar launchers as well as thousands of mortar shells.
A total of 60 million USD in firearms piled up into a small mountain in the massive warehouse.
Looking at the pile of firearms, Jiang Chen was also shocked.
It was hard to imagine that Robert could amass such a large amount of firearms in South Africa. These rifles were enough to arm an infantry division. The South African government didn't even know?
Of course, Jiang Chen was more willing to believe that he had already opened up the connections from the border to the prosecution and made them acquiesce to his actions.
"This is the last batch of stock." Robert closed the door of the warehouse and handed the key to Jiang Chen. He lit a cigarette. "After I came back from Iraq, I tried my best to distance myself from the firearms business. I originally planned to sell this batch to the dictator of West Africa at a low price. But I heard you wanted it. Now it's yours. "
"It's all the same. It's all in the hands of the dictator." Jiang Chen took the key and joked.
Robert grinned. "Let's have a drink?"
"That's what I was thinking." Jiang Chen gladly accepted his invitation.
The two found a restaurant in the suburbs of Abington and ordered a table of South African specialties and a few bottles of beer. They chatted as they ate.
It was interesting to chat with Robert. His witty words were one thing, but the most important thing was his rich life experience.
This guy had been in the firearms business with the Mexican mafia since he was 17. Then, because of a coincidence, he made a connection with the UA Department of Defense. From the Ukrainian firearms business to the Iranian crude oil, he rose from fame to being blacklisted by the FBA. Because he met Jiang Chen in Sanya who was desperate to get rid of the gold, he luckily escaped from the FBA's "killing with a borrowed knife" trap. After he returned to the country, he chose to retire and become a director.
The more they chatted, the more Jiang Chen exclaimed. This guy's life experience could be written into a book.
"When I'm 50 years old, I'm going to make an autobiography. I've already thought of the name. It's going to be called" Merchant of Death. "Burp —" Robert burped as he said in high spirits.
But Jiang Chen couldn't help but pour a bucket of cold water on him.
"Based on the speed you spend money, you'll be back in business when you're 40 years old."
Robert laughed awkwardly as he waved the glass in his hand. "Hey? Not at all. If you make a name for yourself in Hollywood, your future isn't any worse than the firearms business. Have you heard about the that will be released in December? Remember to look for my name in the end credits. "
Would any normal person look at that? If there were no end credits, they would probably leave when the credits started.
Not wanting to discourage his old friend's passion for the film industry, Jiang Chen changed the topic.
"Where's Nick? He didn't come with you? "
"He made his debut." Robert grinned.
"Debut?" Jiang Chen thought he heard wrong.
"That's right. He's been with me for so many years. Now that I'm done, I can't let my old friend starve. His kung fu is not bad. He's made for action movies. I introduced him to a director I'm familiar with. After a few more years of training, maybe one day he'll become a Hollywood A-list star. Isn't that better than being a bodyguard? "Robert laughed as he hiccupped.
"Making a movie? That's a good path. "
Jiang Chen raised his glass and toasted with Robert.
After they finished drinking, it was almost 7 pm. Because he had a party to attend tomorrow afternoon, Robert booked a flight back to Los Santos at 10 pm. Seeing that it was getting late, the two said their goodbyes on the street.
After Jiang Chen watched Robert's taxi drive away, he turned around and walked to the warehouse.
After making sure there were no suspicious people following him, he closed the door.
Facing the warehouse full of firearms, Jiang Chen took a deep breath. He took out the bracelet Lin Lin gave him and opened the storage dimension.
After transporting all the firearms to the apocalypse, he left the warehouse.
He locked the door, broke the key in half, and threw it into the trash can. After that, Jiang Chen left the secluded alley without looking back.
His flight was also at night.
Next stop, Country F.
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