Chapter 692

East Africa, Ethiopia.

The city of Makale is full of debris, the ground and rubble are blackened by smoke.

The soldiers who had escaped a robbery found a corner at random, shrunk their bodies and hung their heads to rest.

The remains of the carriage were all over the place, guns and weapons were scattered on the ground, and the cracks on the ground spread like cobwebs.

The fire went out after burning for three days and two nights, but the northern route army had no intention of fighting.

Seeing the horses running away, the car was burned by the fire, and the comrades in arms jumped out of the car on fire and fell to the ground within a few steps. When the wailing disappeared, their bodies were scorched and rolled into a ball, just like baked lobster.

Black smoke rolling, breathing lungs as if in the fire, tingling pull people want to cut out the lungs to throw away.

Many people coughed up blood and fell to the ground. Many others fell into a coma. They let the fire spread to their bodies and were burned into a lump of burnt "dry wood."

After the fire abated, they seemed to rush out of here, only to find that there was no place for them to run.

The damned bastards didn't retreat. They hid in the outskirts of the city, and when the explosion was over, they re surrounded all the exits.

The Italian army organized a few breakthroughs, which were all beaten back by the Egyptian army.

But it's probably the only good news that the elusive snipers seem to be missing.

Up to now, the North Route Army of Italy, not to mention the war spirit, is good if you don't pee your pants.

Ammunition was ignited, I do not know how many of their own people killed, weapons because of too much dust in the smoke, but also become not working.

Food, food is the worst. 50% of the food has been burned out, the whole logistics has been bombed for days, and the rest can support for a week.

There was a lack of medicine, food, weapons and ammunition. A large number of friendly troops were burned in the fire, and there were charred "charcoal firewood" and incomplete corpses everywhere.

"General, why haven't we heard from the follow-up troops? If we go on like this, we will all be trapped here."

One half of the dilapidated building is the temporary headquarters of the Italian army. Although the building collapsed, the beam above is still there. If there is gunfire, it should be able to withstand it.

"Still can't be reached?" General Bono said with a black face, his face covered with traces of smoke.

General Bono's face darkened when he saw the messenger shaking his head.

Now he is more anxious and angry than anyone else, but as a manager he has to keep calm, especially when everyone is flustered and depressed.

This mistake was his wrong judgment. He did not expect that the Egyptian army would have such a large amount of explosives, nor did he expect that they would dare to do so.

According to the investigation after the fire, at least tens of thousands of people stayed here to confuse them.

Is it true that this kind of resolute determination and poignant war is really provoking?

The domestic economic pressure is huge, but now, they have lost a lot of soldiers, weapons, ammunition, and are trapped in abandoned cities.

Whether he wins or not, he won't end well, Bono knows that.

But he had to find a way to turn things around, not for himself, but for the men and soldiers who were with him, and for his family thousands of miles away.

Mussolini's means, as his own, knew better that if he could not reverse the war and fail again, his family would really be in order.

……

"Do you want me to prepare a special party tonight?" In the apartment, Lima puts the laundry by the bed.

Li Zitao was a little bit excited, but thinking of what Jonathan was having a headache, he thought it was better to be honest.

It would be really embarrassing if we got what we shouldn't have done.

"Well, I'll be very busy these two days. I'll see you next time." Seeing the smile lines around Lima's eyes, Li Zitao stroked with his hand and asked, "why not use the energy needle?"

"I can't buy it." Lima gave a wry smile.

How could she not want to use it? Is there a woman who doesn't care about her appearance?

The key problem is that she can't buy it at all. On the black market, its price has been tripled, which is still in short supply.

For any woman, the energy needle is more important than life.

"In this way..." Li said after thinking about it, "TIA will help you communicate with Osborne. You can prepare for it."

Lima's heart is happy, she originally wanted to find a chance to talk to Li Zitao about this matter, now it's just like this.

What is preparation?

After leaving the apartment and going downstairs, the car had already stopped at the door. After getting on the bus, Li Zitao told EVA, "let TIA accompany Lima to Osborne and give her the sales of the energy needle."

"All?" EVA raised her eyebrows.

"Yes." How to say is also to follow his own woman, and in order to coax him to be happy with painstaking efforts.

Isn't she sociable?

I believe that with the sales right of energy needle, she can knock on the door of more ladies and become good friends with them.The next day.

With TIA coming out of Osborne and looking at the contract in his hand, Lima still feels a little dizzy.

today, all the energy pins she produces has the final say.

Shaking his head, Lima immediately began to think about how good it would be for her.

It's not money, it's influence. Every energy needle means she will have a new friend.

I believe that before long, she will become a guest of honor at family dinners and charity dinners. Lima will be admired and respected by countless people.

……

At the end of the meeting with Hans and other executives, AVA also told him the news of the end of the handover.

"Because the output is too low, Miss Lima suggested to raise the price by another 50% EVA put the report in front of him.

"Let her do these things on her own. Remember to keep some stock in her hand, which may be used." Li Zitao took a general look and left the report aside.

The above is nothing more than the popularity of sales, the price of black market circulation and the price that people can accept.

When EVA left, Li Zitao put his pen on the table, leaned back, handed the weight of his body to the back of his chair, put his legs on the table and looked at the ceiling.

The situation in East Africa is also unknown. In order to get rid of the relationship, except for a few people who were left to take charge of command, all the others, including intelligence, were withdrawn.

What is the situation on the battlefield, let alone Li Zitao, is not clear to the monks.

Compared with the distant African battlefield, the Spanish Civil War is ready to start. Li Zitao picked up his pen and turned it around, thinking whether to talk about another business.

Last time I had a good deal with Franco. This guy was very happy to give money. Unlike the old man who died in Poland, he also wanted to trap the white wolf with empty hands. The bad old man was very bad.

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