Battlefield Contractor

A week later, in the African branch of Morningstar, a car stopped at the door of the company. A man walked down. The military uniform he wore was set against his oriental face. The scum on his face seemed to make his facial contours look a little hard, and his disheveled black hair moved with the wind a little flamboyantly, but But his eyes are like ice.

For this reason, the bodyguard who opened the door saw him get off the car and took a step back humbly. Because he knows that this person does not like others to be too close to him.

The baron arrives, everyone avoids! ! !

The Red Baron walked to the office upstairs and placed his legs in heavy military boots on the table without grace. The group of people behind him waited for him to come and began to report to him one by one. The big and small affairs of the African branch, as well as all the secret agency activities, both overt and under cover.

The Red Baron listened to the report blankly, nodded and said, "The white gloves are gone?"

"I heard that you are coming, so he left yesterday." A secret society member whispered.

"Hmph, he is very acquainted." Red Baron said lightly. "How is the situation with Delia?"

A member of the secret society turned on the TV, and the TV screen was full of various explosions and burning scenes. Several masked black men climbed on the roof of the car, waving their weapons, and chanting slogans.

"So he has already started?" The Red Baron smiled.

"Yes, sir, he has launched two clans in the east to join him, and a large number of civilians follow him. In just a few days, he has gathered thousands of armed civilians." The secret society member explained in a low voice. Said, "But what appears on the TV screen is not the eastern provinces but the central region. There has been a large-scale armed riots there in the past few days, causing a large number of refugees. The neighboring countries of Marvo have announced that they have closed their borders. It is said that the Security Council was alarmed. The commander-in-chief of the peacekeeping force has already ordered an emergency stationed in the central area of ​​Mavor."

"What?" The Red Baron frowned. "What is going on?"

"As far as we know, it was Gure's ghost. He used his influence in the African Union to make the Marvo authorities and several neighboring countries simultaneously request peacekeeping from the United Nations. After confirming that the situation is serious, the Security Council has sent troops to Marvo. Central. But there are not many people, just symbolic."

The Red Baron stood up suddenly and sneered, "Symbolic? Do you know what this symbolism means? It means that the Security Council will intervene in the Marvo War. Peacekeeping forces? That is just a group of eagle dogs that represent the interests of great powers! And why do they Appearing in the east? Obviously to prevent Delia from heading to the southwestern provinces. This is Gulei's use! Also, I want to know how much military power the Black Island Company has invested in the Marvo War."

"According to the investigation, the number of troops that the Black Island Company can use is not very large. Basically, it is the mercenaries recruited in recent months and some armed civilians recruited locally, up to a few hundred people. But Gulei is a man. Not to be underestimated, he is the true exiled Prince Marvo and has close ties with many African countries. It is said that this time several countries and several large clans have secretly supported him, providing him with soldiers and weapons. Of course all the funds are paid by the Marvo administration. Those warlords who are fighting for me are now in a group. They almost took out the money under the box."

"Of course, they also know that once the Mavor royal family has the upper hand, they don’t even think about it. And they have another main purpose for hiring Gure. Gure is the real Prince of Mavor and can morally. Suppress Delia." The secret society member explained.

"I'm not worried about this. Even if everyone knows that Delia is a fake, so long as it creates a fait accompli, the victorious side will have the final say." Red Baron waved his hand, "Ours How are people preparing?"

"It's ready, you can go into battle at any time." The secret society member whispered.

"Then what are you waiting for? Before those Marvo warlords and the Black Island Company are not fully mobilized, we must first move." The Red Baron frowned. "You also know that the armed civilians brought out by Delia have low combat effectiveness. When he loses power, we will lose the best opportunity to intervene."

"But sir, because some countries around Marvo have declared a state of emergency this time, they blocked the border under the pretext of preventing the influx of refugees. We may not be so easy to enter. The only thing we can use is airborne. But these thousands of people's airborne operations are not a trivial matter. Even us, we also acted in batches. The first few batches of people have been transported, and the rest of the airborne operations will be completed in the near future." The members are careful and authentic.

"Then arrange for my people as soon as possible in a week, no! Within five days, all enter the territory of Marvo." Red Baron sternly said.

"Yes, sir, I will make arrangements." The secret society member nodded.

"Where is Conan?" The Red Baron frowned again, "Knowing that I'm here, do you dare to hide from me?"

The secret society member said in embarrassment, "He, he is coming."

"It's not coming, but it's already here." The door was pushed open. A thin blond man in a suit strode in and bowed to the Red Baron, with a somewhat slick tone, "Aha, please forgive me for being late. , Baron. But after hearing the news I brought, you might change your opinion."

This blond with small eyes, looks a little dull and thin, is the mastermind behind the black arms market. Conan, the auctioneer who had dealt with Lin Rui before.

"What news did you bring?" The Red Baron said coldly, "It's better to be worthy of your late sin."

"Trust me, Baron. This news is enough to be worthy of my guilty two years late." Conan put the stack of papers on the table, "I got this from a warlord leader in Marvo."

The Red Baron took a look, changed his color immediately, turned and shouted to the secret society member, "How many batches of our people have gone?"

"You mean the personnel who landed on Mawo by plane? Three batches have passed, nearly a hundred people. The fourth batch should have not arrived in Mawo." The secret society member replied.

"Let them change the landing location immediately, and inform the people in Delia of the changed landing location. Let them take charge of it. Damn it!" The Red Baron jumped and kicked the chair. "They knew our plan. The three previous groups of soldiers all encountered an ambush near the landing point. None of them escaped. It was a trap, and more than a hundred people were lost at once!"

Conan shrugged, "It seems that my information is timely."

The secret society members panicked and immediately took out their mobile phones to contact them. But soon he paled and said, "A step late, they have already landed."

Conan spread out his hand and said helplessly, "It may not be very timely, but at least further losses have been avoided."