Battlefield Contract Worker

Africa, the border of Anmore, Chiye Qianli, the dust of the motorcade goes up to the sky. Along the bumpy border road, the convoy of Lin Rui and others drove to their intended location. After the car stopped, Lin Rui jumped out of the car. He took off his goggles and the sand-proof hood covering his face.

"Are we there yet?" Crazy Horse slowly opened his eyes behind the car. "Damn, this broken road is like a pimple scar on Sergey's face, nothing is flat."

"Fuck!" Sergey dismissed, "The scar on my face is not even half a foot deep. But to be honest, this broken road looks like the last century, don't they know how to fix it?"

"It is said that this road was really built in the middle of the last century. However, Anmore has been under the rule of warlords for a long time. How can it be possible for them to use the money to build the road? If you have any money, you can exchange it for guns and cannons, and then continue to hide here. One-third of an acre is the king and hegemony." Kishi sneered, "But what Crazy Horse said is also true, a half-foot-deep hole is more than enough for Sergey's face."

"What do you mean?" Sergey was puzzled.

"He's saying you are thick-skinned." Lin Rui sneered, but he immediately understood that this Russian guy wouldn't understand the allusions to being thick-skinned. Sure enough, Sergey, the Russian guy, looked confused.

Lin Rui didn't bother to tell him, he just ordered others to drive the car to a relatively hidden place. It is said to be a hidden place, but it is only covered by a small amount of acacia bushes, but it is still safer than the bare grass, which is somewhat sheltered.

"We're going to park the command car there and support it. Crazy Horse, bring two people and search the surrounding area. The rest of the people help carry the supplies, set up the command car, and put camouflage nets on the other vehicles. Sandro , you take someone to install the wire fence. I don't want to see lions or hyenas breaking in. The communication team, where is the communication team?" Lin Rui ordered.

"Here I am, Captain Rick." The bearded fat man under Cobain was panting with a large suitcase.

"Will, it's time for you to lose weight. It's good for you to go out to work often." Lin Rui patted his shoulder and said, "After the command car is set up, take your people and establish communication as soon as possible. And finish debugging. Cobain is away, you're the boss of the team. Work hard, Lulu shows your strength."

"Of course, Captain. I've always been the team's deputy." Fatty Will nodded. "I promise to establish communication by noon."

"Okay, let's go now." Lin Rui patted him, turned to Sergey and said, "Russian, come here, you go to Lincoln with Guns, Chief and the others, and let Lincoln's group B be on the wire. Build simple fortifications around the fence and deploy machine gun fire."

"Understood, boss." Sergey responded, and followed Gungun and the others and turned away. After stopping, the entire convoy became more busy. They had to build a base and build basic defenses around this temporary base, so as not to be unprepared in the event of an accident. The on-board generator started working, and the low humming noise was a little distracting. People in group B are trying to dig wells around to get groundwater, they need water.

A few hours later, communications at the base were restored. Lin Rui established contacts with the headquarters of St. Kaiser Island and several nearby oil production areas. Heard reports from several other oil field guards. Crazy Horse and others who went out to investigate the situation also returned. "Boss, the neighborhood is safe, but there is some bad news." After Crazy Horse returned, he found Lin Rui immediately.

"What's going on?" Lin Rui frowned.

Crazy Horse pointed at the map in the conference room of the command car and said, "We are at this location now, and here and here are the oil production areas of several multinational oil companies. When we were patrolling just now, we found that we were at a distance from one of the oil production areas. Nearby, a small number of troops have assembled."

"Number?" Lin Rui frowned.

"It is estimated that there should be hundreds of people. It is very likely that they were prepared to prepare for a firefight and create an accident. We assassinated Anmore's warlord head Fisher last time, and now the secret society is ready to use the power vacuum left after his death. I'm done." Crazy Horse whispered.

The so-called power vacuum generally refers to the situation in which the leader's resignation or sudden death results in a short-term vacancy in the position, and the successor has not been elected immediately or the temporary authorization is unclear, resulting in no leading force within the ruling group. When this happens in areas controlled by African warlords, it usually leads to civil unrest and unrest, as well as a time of unprecedented intensity of internal factionalism.

"Can you figure out which faction these soldiers belong to?" Lin Rui frowned.

"It's all camouflage uniforms, no obvious markings. But it looks like it's Fisher's old department, because they have a few cars painted with the slogan Long Live the Liberators of Anmore. This is the slogan that Fisher proposed. ." Crazy Horse nodded.

"Actuary, come here." Lin Rui turned around and said.

"What happened to Crazy Horse?" Jiangan came over and asked.

"There is an armed force of nearly 100 people nearby. Judging from their vehicles, it seems to be the old department of the warlord Fisher." Lin Rui whispered, "Has the intelligence said who is currently in control of Fisher's old department? under?"

Jiang Kishi frowned and said ~www.readwn.com~ The information is not very clear. It is said that after Fisher's death, his people were divided into several factions. All are fighting for leadership, one faction is one of his nephews, and the other is led by one of his brother-in-laws. Both groups have the support of local tribal armed forces, and now basically whoever the secret society favors is likely to take power. But the two of them, although tense, have yet to break out into a full-scale conflict. "

Lin Rui whispered, "However, it seems that this situation is about to start. Is their sphere of influence right near this oil production area?"

Jiangishi nodded, "It should be. This is most likely a premeditated action. First, two warlords will start the incident and attack each other. Then the secret society will attack the oil production areas of these international oil companies. Usually this is the case. Under the circumstances, as long as the conflict rises to a certain level, these international oil companies will try to withdraw from the oil production area for their own safety and wait until the situation stabilizes.”

"These two groups of local warlords are being played as monkeys, but they are still in the dark." Lin Rui frowned, "Which company does this oil production area belong to?"

"It's an oil exploration company belonging to China." Jiangan said in a low voice. "This is also logical. China's attitude towards African countries has always been relatively mild. The secret society must want to start with them and test the attitude of these large multinational companies."