From Arms Dealer to King of War

Chapter 1435 Power

Asma didn't know whether she was in a good or bad situation, because she found that she had great power, but also faced great pressure.

The internal structure of the teams that came to support her little prince was too complicated.

The main force was the Eagle Brigade of Tobruk and the elite of the Sand Lizard Battalion, plus the Army Aviation Squadron supported by Anteaters and Cobras, the cooks led by Iron Shovel and Old Cow, the dog trainers recruited on the spot, the volunteers who came from afar, and the number of military dogs that had increased to 132...

Among these people, except for those newly recruited and some volunteers, everyone else was familiar with the P.B system.

But in order to make them run smoothly, they needed "lubricating oil", that is, someone who could take charge of logistics...

Food and water procurement, weapons and ammunition supply, various camp consumables application, and constant dealings with other logistics of the Kandahar base to facilitate getting everything they needed.

It is not difficult to "ask for things", but as a "lubricant", you want to send things to the right place at the right time to avoid unnecessary losses, and you also have to undertake some external reception work...

This workload is too outrageous!

Igor himself certainly can't do it, so all the things fall on Asma, the only worker.

When huge responsibilities fall on shoulders, power naturally follows!

Because Igor really doesn't care if he says he doesn't care, and old Kaman keeps his mouth shut.

When Asma tried to take a report for the first time, asked Igor to stamp his handprint, and then successfully took out 50 top-equipped military Hummers from the warehouse and handed them over to the new soldiers in the Sand Lizard Camp, she realized what kind of power she had.

In order to confirm her power, Asma hurriedly wrote a list and asked the boss to put his fingerprints on it...

4 Black Hawk helicopters, 20 tons of food, and several sets of luxury clothes and bags that she didn't dare to look at when she was richest...

The helicopters and food were delivered to the dog farm the next day, and the clothes and bags were airlifted to Kandahar with a batch of supplies three days later.

Hundreds of thousands of bags and clothes mixed with various medicines and dog food made Asma feel like she was dreaming.

She was very worried about what would happen if her little "selfishness" was discovered, but when she carefully chose a bag with a golden carriage logo and carried it in front of Igor for a few days, she found that Igor and Kaman didn't say anything.

But when P.B's accountant found her, she realized that she was too naive...

A sky-high bill made Asma, a self-funded worker, owe a huge debt again.

The price calculated by P.B Accounting is fair. Excluding taxes, logistics, and the costs of various preconditions required to purchase top luxury goods, the prices of the top luxury goods that Asma "purchased" are more than half cheaper than the market price. Some so-called "out-of-season" clothes are even only 10% off.

But these are still too exaggerated for Asma, who is penniless!

However, as a small liar, Asma's psychological quality is still strong. Although she is adding new debts, she has also found out some very important things.

In front of her is a material procurement and transportation network that can reach the whole world, and a huge and smoothly running military group as a backing...

What she needs to do is to use the material network and rely on the military group to make the team of the small boss run.

For example, let the cooks draw up a menu for the next week, and then send the materials to the dog farm for storage, and then leave some extra budget for the cooks, and the big bald head who looks fierce will be very satisfied.

For example, according to the requirements of the anteaters, find professionals to configure the power of the dog farm and provide enough ammunition, which can make those serious-looking anteaters feel satisfied.

For example, providing fuel, repair parts, weapons and ammunition to the excited-looking soldiers of the Eagle Brigade...

Asma worked for nearly 10 days and had two heart attacks. Only then did she gradually understand the temper of these soldiers.

Then she found that except for the small boss who was difficult to serve, everyone else was easy to talk to as long as they were given enough things.

No one stipulated what she should do, so in order not to tire herself to death, Asma began to try to find suitable candidates among the locals of Aqiong Khan to cooperate with her work.

The professor of Kabul University who used to serve as an interpreter was the first "employee", and soon through this professor, Asma found dozens of local "highly educated" in Aqiong Khan and built a logistics coordination network.

At this time, Asma really felt the joy of power!

It is not a matter of life and death, but she can decide the fate of all the external staff of the dog farm.

A temporary contract from P.B is a "differentiated resource" that can change a person's fate in Aqionghan, and Asma, who holds this "differentiated resource", soon becomes one of the most respected people around Kandahar.

The initial stage of power is definitely not about gaining benefits, but about real satisfaction!

A girl who has lived at the bottom of society for a long time, facing the sudden power, the first thing she feels is not arrogance but pressure...

Because she knows very well that the local people pursue her, please her, and obey her, not because of how nice she is, but because the power in her hands can change the fate of those people.

Then in order to keep this power and continue to gain unprecedented satisfaction, Asma had to continue to work hard under the guidance of her little boss, and continue to work hard to make herself mature and powerful...

Because he is not mature and powerful enough, Asuma feels that sooner or later, he will be pissed off by his little boss.

Seeing Igor wearing only a pair of big pants and his stocky upper body, he was patrolling the dog park, and from time to time he had to intimidate the big dogs that seemed to be disobedient...

Asma held several documents and a box of ink pads in her hands, chasing after Igor, and said earnestly: "Boss, you have to sign, don't you want those children to have enough to eat?"

After hearing this, Igor kicked a dog cage and growled at a black back, making the big dog cower and take a few steps back. Then he buttoned his nose with satisfaction...

Wiping his boogers on his pants, Igor wrinkled his nose and looked at Asma and said: "I let them eat well, and they have to work for me..."

After hearing this, Asma looked at her little boss in shock and said, "Boss, those are children. You said you would help them..."

Igor nodded and said, "Yes, is there anything wrong with letting them work after a full meal?"

Asuma looked at the 'tyrant' in front of him with the eyes of a living hell, and said: "Boss, some of those children have trouble even walking...

We have done very well in the past ten days. Shovel and Potato led the cooks to make some food for them to eat happily.

Boss, those are children, it’s wrong to let them work..."

After hearing this, Igor waved his hands irritably and said, "It's not right to let them wait like beggars for food every day..."

As he spoke, Igor waved his chubby hand and said firmly: "I can feed them, but they have to work. Only those who work can feed themselves, and that is dignified.

You have to work when you are full. Only when you work can you have dignity, otherwise you will be like a beggar..."

Asma looked at Igor, who suddenly turned into a capitalist, and said awkwardly: "Boss, some children can't even walk safely. What kind of work do you want them to do?"

Igor seemed to have thought of something particularly terrible. He wrinkled his nose and looked at Asma and said: "Princess Emina has hired many teachers. You build a house for them and drive all the children in. In addition to eating and sleeping, They will all be inside..."

Igor spoke confusingly, which made Asma somewhat confused and said: "Boss, do you mean to build a school?"

Igor nodded vigorously and said: "That's right, build a school, send all those unlucky teacher volunteers there, and then let those children go to work..."

Asuma, who finally understood something, covered his head with a headache and said, "Boss, that's called school..."

Igor shook his head seriously and said, "No, that's just work, because it's very painful.

This is what the schools in Sangha Town are like. The more miserable the students are, the better they eat, and they can also take some bonuses home..."

Asma looked at the ignorant Igor as if he were a ghost, and shouted: "Boss, that is a scholarship, which is used to encourage students with excellent academic performance...

That’s not called work, that’s called education! "

Igor was obviously a scumbag, he waved his hand and said: "It's the same, work and education are very tiring, so if you do well, you will get a bonus...

Send them all to school and keep those unlucky teachers busy..."

As he spoke, Igor looked at Asma and said: "They said I have to go to school, but I don't like it. I am the boss, why should I go to school?

You said, do I want to go to school? "

Asma blinked and looked at Igor who was very tired of studying. She pinched her nose and said, "Of course I don't want to go to school, boss. I can read..."

Asma handed over the documents and ink pads and said, "Boss, stamp your fingerprints, and I'll drive those little brats to school!"

It’s too much. It’s okay to just wait for food all day long. They must be allowed to ‘work’. They must be given endless work...

Moreover, those teacher volunteers from the United Nations should be used as cattle and horses, and they should be exhausted to work! "

After listening, Igor looked at the considerate Asma, nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, tire them out so that they have no time to bother me."

Asma also did not expect that in order to protect the rights in her hands, she would have to ride on the path of a traitor...

Looking at Igor, who looked like a jerk all over his body, Asma clenched his fists to cheer himself up, then looked at the little boss and said carefully: "Boss, I will work hard so that those people will not bother you. ,but……

This, this, do I get a salary? "

After hearing this, Igor looked at Asma with a frown and said, "You still want a salary?"

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