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"However, if we deploy our troops to deal with these guerrillas, then the pressure on the northern warlords will be greatly reduced. Logan and those northern warlords will continue to live freely in the north." Vasily said solemnly, "This has nothing to do with us The previous strategy was against it."

"The situation of war changes in an instant. No strategy is immutable. Only constant adjustment of strategy according to the change of the war situation. If you don't understand, you can watch from the sidelines. But don't stop those who really know and do the right thing." The red baron shook his head. sneered.

The two were at a stalemate. Although Vasily was the nominal Grand Duke of the Secret Society, the Red Baron was still domineering. Because he has enough confidence, the power of the secret society in Africa was established by him. Without him, not even Vasily would be nearly anyone. This is why Vasily is so afraid of him.

The strategist Maklovsky, who had never spoken, raised his head and smiled slightly, "Both of you are relieved. After all, we don't want to see such a thing happen. It's understandable to be angry, but it shouldn't be messed up because of it. They are just a few guerrillas, no matter how powerful they are, they can't mess up the whole situation."

"They're really just guerrillas, but they've been rampant lately, especially with this attack on St. Stine's correctional camp. They've made a name for themselves and are said to have formed a coalition against the Oromi government. Oru The Mi Liberation Organization and the Anmore Independent Organization have all united, as well as small armed forces from all over the country. The total number has exceeded 10,000. Do you think they can still affect the overall situation?

I must warn you that although we have mastered the Oromi Federation, our foundations are not yet stable. Especially at a time like this, every successful attack by these guerrillas was a serious shake of federal authority. When everyone lacks respect for us, everyone will stand up against us. At this time, there will be rebellions, and there will be one after another. We'll be overwhelmed with little success. Gentlemen, this is Oromi. Here, no ruler is absolutely safe. Especially when he has lost the necessary authority. "The Red Baron spread his hands.

"The baron is very right." Maklovsky immediately changed his tone, "I want to say this too. I mean, one or two small partisans are not harmful to the overall situation, but when they are strong enough to form a coalition army That's when things changed. If they were attacking the transport lines and making a fuss, we could take it, then the recent incident at St. Stephen's correctional camp changed things completely. We had to deal with them."

"But you said just now that the northern warlords are more threatening." Vasily frowned.

"Grand Duke, we are talking about threats, but we must also see the other side, that is ambition. The expansion of ambition will make the docile sheep show their fangs. Logan and his northern warlords are not that big. Ambition, they just want to hold on to their own territory. It's not bad. They haven't thought about attacking the Oromi government army. But these guerrillas are different. They are more greedy and more ambitious. We can't keep repeating, Again and again indulge their ambitions." Maklovsky shook his head.

"So, you also agreed to withdraw some of the federal troops to deal with those ** guerrillas?" Vasily frowned.

"It must be the case. The time we actually control the Federation is too short, so we must consider the stability of the Federation. As for the north, we can keep a small amount of troops and maintain the balance of power with the northern warlords such as Logan. *Partisan suppression." Maklovsky nodded. "In this way, there will be no losses on both sides, but it will slow down the offensive against the north. But if this is the price, in exchange for a stable rear, I think it is still worthwhile."

"Okay, I agree." Vasily whispered, "You are still in charge of the north, and as for the partisans, the baron's men will handle it."

"It would have been better." The red baron stood up and walked straight out, "I've made me waste my time here."

Conan smiled awkwardly at the others, and immediately got up and turned around to follow.

"Damn it, he's getting more and more over the top." Vasily whispered, "I don't care about the Archduke at all."

"But the archduke still admires him. It's you, Mr. Vasily, you have to think about it, how long can you be a puppet archduke?" Maklovsky whispered in his ear, "This is not Europe, this is It is the Red Baron's territory. Going against him is tantamount to seeking death. I believe that even if he kills us all, the Archduke will not blame him. Although we are all pawns, some pawns can be discarded. Some are not to be given up. The Grand Duke understands this, and you should understand it too.”

After speaking, Maklovsky smiled coldly and turned away. Vasily felt a chill in his heart, and he could hear Maklovsky's overtones: the Red Baron and Maklovsky are both talents relied on by the Grand Duke of the Secret Society, and he is just a puppet, except for the false name of a Grand Duke, He is nothing. This made his heart faintly unbearable, but it had to be endured.

Lin Rui and others stayed in the guerrilla camp for about four days, and then led the team back to St. Kaiser Island again. He had to meet Silver Wolf and talk about his views on the recent missions. The problem of intelligence leakage is not solved ~www.readwn.com~ will be a big trouble.

The sea breeze from St. Kaiser Island made the mind clear a lot. Lin Rui jumped off the water transport plane and landed on the ferry boat. The other mercenaries also boarded the boat. Sergey lay on the boat and laughed loudly, "I'm finally back, this time I must get drunk."

"You're always drunk," Crazy Horse scoffed. "Every time we drag you out from under the table at Angel's Paradise, or we're lying on top of some woman."

The mercenaries burst out laughing, this island has a special meaning to them, and many things here are built by them. For them, it is like a home. It is possible to get drunk without any worries, to lie on the beach and bask in the sun. Only here, they seem to be able to completely separate from the war and live like themselves. Even these days are always short.

Lin Rui stood on the boat and looked at the pier that was approaching in the distance. Although he was also smiling, his mood was depressed. Because he knew that those Orumi guerrillas would soon be completely purged by the secret society. Although their mission achieved their goal this time and bought them enough time, it was the time they bought at the sacrifice of these guerrillas.

(End of this chapter)