Battlefield Contractor

"The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed in an ant's nest." The Red Baron said coldly, "Although these rebels are inferior to ants, they must not be allowed to sit big. Foreign warfare is imminent, and there must be no chaos within the Federation. So these federal officials have to Hit it hard to let them know who is the boss."

Maklovsky applauded, "The Baron is really careful and careful, no wonder he will be entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the Grand Duke."

The Red Baron slowly put down the coffee cup in his hand, "Those terrorists of the Jihad League, how are they now?"

"We have spent a lot of money to appease them, and now they are still stable. There are a few disobedient, and they have all been cleaned up in the previous anti-terrorism operations. Now we have the final say in the Jihad Alliance. It won't be long before they will be like these people in the Orumi Federation, completely bowing to us." Maklovsky nodded.

"Very well, the Americans have begun to show us good. At least this time, we entered Libya under the banner of anti-terrorism, and no one dared to say anything." The Red Baron sneered and nodded. "In a few months, we will It will control the mouth of the northern part of Libya and the entire Sirte Bay. From Misurata eastward to Benghazi, the coastline of 443 kilometers is under control."

"The important thing is that the main port of Sirte is the starting point of many Saharan trade routes. Salt pans are scattered along the coast. Sidra is an oil port in Libya. In the north of Libya, the Gulf of Sirte in the Mediterranean is its southern shore. There are 3 terminals. , Can accommodate 200,000 tons of large oil tankers to berth and load. There are 532 kilometers of oil pipelines connecting the Jialu Oilfield and Waha oil fields, and another 321 kilometers of oil pipelines connecting the Semah and other oil fields. Annual oil transportation capacity Both are around 30 million tons.

The significance of controlling the Sirte area is self-evident for us. "Maklovsky nodded.

"What attitude does Libya have?" The Red Baron frowned.

"There are so many warlord factions in Libya now that the legions of warlords are inverted and incorporated as commonplace. Terrorist organizations have been roaming and growing in the deserts of central and southern Libya. After a thousand people, they took a town and continued to develop. To be honest, there is no one in Libya's armed forces There is a question of being able to completely eliminate terrorists." Makovsky shook his head.

"So we have to press hard step by step, that is, to force these terrorists to continue northward. Once they enter Sirte, we will wipe them out in one fell swoop, which is called driving tigers and devouring wolfs. We are liberated from terrorists. Cities and ports, who is eligible to go back again? Libyans don't worry at all. As for other countries, as long as we give them enough benefits, who can oppose us?" Red Baron sneered. "If it doesn't work, we claim that we are in need of anti-terrorism and have military custody throughout the region. Libyans are allowed to share a share, but we must recognize our military presence.

Maklovsky nodded, "That's OK. Taking the northern estuary to the sea is of great significance to us, but we have also invested heavily in this."

"Sometimes, you have to give up and you have to get something," the Red Baron said slowly, "This plan has been affirmed by the Grand Duke. In a few days, we will hold a meeting to discuss the battle in Libya. problem."

Maklovsky nodded, "Understood. Then does our Red Tide Team recall it?"

"For the time being, they are the foundation of the control of the Jihad Alliance. With them, we can firmly grasp the initiative and let this terrorist act according to our wishes. Moreover, this situation will not last long. These terrorists will eventually They need to be eliminated. They are just a tool we use to contain all forces, but they have never been within the scope of our plan." Red Baron shook his head.

"Is this also what the Grand Duke meant?" Maklovsky asked in a low voice.

"Is there any difference between what I mean and what the Grand Duke meant?" The Red Baron smiled slightly. After speaking, he laughed and went out. Maklovsky looked at him from behind, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, but then he returned to normal.

Lin Rui and others settled in a small town 15 kilometers near Dirigal. The decline of this small African town is full of graffiti slogans. Large-scale broadcasting equipment is erected in the town, and programs are constantly being broadcast.

Lin Rui frowned, "What is this?"

"These are federal propaganda, which are broadcast every day to promote the greatness of the federal government and attract young people to join the army. Not only in this town, but also in other small towns, there are also posters and posters everywhere. This is The secret agency's control and brainwashing methods. The whistleblower culture and brainwashing methods, they hope to control everyone by this." Zhao Jianfei sneered in a low voice.

"Continuously use media to create a public opinion environment where all people in the environment can say the same things and do the same things. Because people are born as group animals, most people cannot resist this pressure and can only choose People continue to talk and believe what they say. This way, the secret society slowly builds up a sense of authority and shapes the sense of status to achieve the effect of brainwashing. Especially when these objects lack sufficient culture and it is difficult to think independently, the effect is very good. This kind of technique is not uncommon, and it has been used in Germany." Scarface shook his head.

"No wonder they said that this place is different. Almost all the people are soldiers." Lin Rui frowned. "Accepting this kind of brainwashing for a long time, all Orumi people have already recognized that the secret society is their savior. Any opposition will attract their hatred."

"This is a small town on the outskirts of the city. If it's in the city, God knows what the scene is like?" Zhao Jianfei shook his head. "These citizens are like the monitoring of countless actions, monitoring everyone around them. It is slightly abnormal. They would report. That’s why Dirigal seemed so impervious. We entered a strange place and it was impossible not to run into a single person. Everyone we met was a potential secret agent, This is a bit horrible. That's why I think I need help from someone with a hammer."

"Let's go, let's try to find someone with a hammer." Lin Rui got out of the car and walked into the village. The women were all working in the fields. There were only some old people and children in the town. Lin Rui followed the address given by the hammer to a small shop. This place is a small shop selling clay pots. Lin Rui walked in and took a look. The owner was a 50 or 60-year-old man, a black man, and even his beard was white. Seeing someone walk in, he slowly asked, "What is needed?"

"What does this hammer do?" Lin Rui asked, picking up a small hammer.

"Used to carve patterns on the clay pots." The old man whispered.

"Can you cut the key pattern?" Lin Rui asked, looking at him.