"So you just got involved in the 'Seagull Missile' mess like that?"
In a Maasai tribe on the African grassland, two middle-aged men sat beside a bonfire...
Several African wizards, dressed in animal skins, with chicken feathers in their heads and masks on their faces, were dancing around the bonfire...
Two groups of formidable armed personnel were distinctively positioned on either side of the bonfire, yet the researchers in lab coats clearly from different regions were getting along quite well.
They gathered together discussing certain advanced technologies, and whenever inspired, they happily clapped and then used highly advanced smart computers to take notes.
Mountain Eagle, middle-aged, held a rhino horn cup, stared at the murky liquid inside, sighed and said, "Back then CIA gave me an offer I couldn't refuse...
Spanish arms dealer Alex Vincent, Pirate King Fays, and the youngest son of the Calpin family from the Edward Foundation!"
