"Sir, I can help a bit. Now I want to know what exactly you mean by 'feedback'?"
Juste Fandan looked surprised at Qiao Ga. He couldn't understand how things suddenly became easier; Boss Qiao just made a few phone calls...
Seeing Boss Qiao's serious expression, Juste Fandan raised three fingers and said, "I know you want to borrow France's airbase in Djibouti. At our naval base there, we have an Aquitaine-class destroyer and two Laffitte-class frigates docked...
If you can facilitate this deal, I can persuade the naval personnel to cooperate with your Mukalla plan.
Of course, direct involvement in the battle is impossible, but we can help protect the rear.
Also, if necessary, we can offer you certain assistance in the name of counter-terrorism."
After hearing this, Qiao Ga reached out and said, "We have a deal!"
Seeing how decisive Qiao Ga was, Juste was momentarily stunned, instinctively reached out to shake Boss Qiao's hand, and said, "I haven't finished..."
