"What are you talking about?" said Le Anson.

"We talked about the troubles we might encounter in the future, and I always thought it was not a good choice to offend the Safavid here. Chief of Staff Philo said in a low voice.

"I agree. "But there's one thing that's more terrible than offending them, and that's showing weakness at times like these. In the second half of the twentieth century, many countries in Africa saw the emergence of iron-fisted maniacs. They rose to prominence in the wave of independence, started in a coup d'état and ended in a coup d'état, for whom bloodshed, coup d'état, assassination, downfall, exile were within reach. Gaddafi, Taylor, Patassa, Mengistu, they all.

When they were rising stars in politics, they promised a new future for the people of black Africa under the sun, but they abandoned all of them when they ascended to power, they ruled dictatorship, expropriation, poverty and luxury, while their people were starved or semi-starved, and they maintained their dictatorship with diamonds, oil, and guns. And a small outrage can start a fire, enough to burn them down.

But remember, no weak person has ever been able to gain a foothold in this land. The law of the jungle in Africa, which also does not believe in weakness. If you rebels want to survive, you must be stronger. Rather than showing reverence and tolerance towards any of the armed tribes. You deserve to be feared and tolerated by others. ”

Leanson nodded and got into the car, savoring the words in the car as the convoy moved on. They are still just a group of rebel guerrillas who are on the run, but with the recent series of operations, he has sensed something has changed. Le Ansen sighed, he was an African warlord, and at times, these mercenaries seemed to know more about Africa than he did.

In Vasily's office, Vasily was already angry, staring at the TV screen and saying hatefully, "Damn, they're lawless, real lawless." None of the rebels would have made such a fuss! Thirty minutes of looping, do you know how much trouble has been made?! Now everyone knows, everyone knows that there is an anti-government army in the Orumi Federation that is the Liberation of Ammor. ”

"They did it on purpose. Because they are shrewd, they know how to amplify their impact. The more attention is paid to this class of anti-government guerrillas, the closer they are to extinction. The best way is for them to continue to keep a low profile, or even die in a low profile. It seems that the people of the Black Island Military Company really took a fancy to this. They're trying to help them build their prestige and influence. Maklovsky smiled.

"Strategists, it's not funny! they're constantly directing this rebel force, making it more and more difficult for them to deal with. Vasily said a little anxiously, "And the loss of that reserve, the Secret Society also has a lot of opinions about me. The little respect that the Red Baron had for me was gone. If it weren't for the fact that the Grand Duke hadn't spoken yet, if it weren't for the fact that I was still in front of this puppet president in the Orumi Federation. The Red Baron might even kill me, the last time he looked at me, he looked at me like that. ”

"If you think about it, he won't. After all, you are the spokesman of the Grand Duke. He'll take that into account. But it's a problem. If you don't get that huge sum of money back, even if the baron doesn't trouble you, the Grand Duke himself won't let you go. You also know that this is a critical moment, and our takedown of the Orumi Federation is just the beginning, and what we need to do next is the key. Maklovsky shrugged.

"That's why I found you, I want to know how to find those anti-government guerrillas, how to get back those reserves. Vasily said in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you. I am currently in charge of dealing with the warlords of the North in the North. Compared to Le Anson's Anmore Liberation Organization, they are the ones who are more qualified to pose a threat to us. Maklovsky shook his head. "Besides, I don't want to provoke the Red Baron. I advise you not to interfere with him either. Maybe he can solve the problem well. ”

Vasily looked at him and wondered, "How do you know, do you have any reliable information?"

Marklovsky smiled slightly, "As far as I know, the Red Baron is mobilizing his cronies' troops. So, this time the baron is going to take matters into his own hands. Do you think this little guerrilla force will be able to withstand his full blow?"

"He's going to deal with the anti-government guerrillas himself?" said Vasily frowning, "why, I thought he would wait to see my jokes." ”

"That means you don't know the Red Baron, he is the staunchest supporter of the Order, and even if he is not loyal to the Grand Duke, he will be loyal to the ideals of the Order. He was willing to do anything to realize the Order's idea of eventually establishing an African military state. Because that's what he believes. In fact, people like him are actually the most terrible, and people of faith are always terrible. Whether it is an archduke or a baron, they are the same kind of people. Marklovsky shook his head. "I know that the Red Baron is planning an encirclement campaign against the rebels. The code name for this action is Operation of Faith. ”

"Faith in action?" Vasily frowned. "What exactly?"

He will assemble his elite team and strangle the rebel army calling itself the Liberation Organization of Amor in the east in Conglinnei. Marklovsky whispered.

"No way, the rebels are currently in Safavid areas. Our people have done the survey. How could they go east from the forest?" Vasily shook his head.

"Because of the special location there, on the one hand, the mountainous area is inaccessible because of our large-scale mobile troops, and on the other hand, it is easier to contact the people of the northern warlord General Rogan by crossing the mountainous area of Conglin in the east. Now they may have passed through the territory of the Safavids. Even I have to admit that the Red Baron's speculation is unassailable. Marklovsky whispered.

"Then according to you, there is nothing we can do?" Vasily whispered.

"Yes, you just have to wait. Wait for the Red Baron to come up with a result. Marklovsky said calmly. "If he succeeds, the best. If he fails, then this matter is not your failure alone. ”

"Then why don't you just send the troops of the Orumi Federation into that area, they are more numerous, wouldn't they have a better chance of winning?" Vasily whispered.

"There are many people, and so are the goals. I'm sure if you send a large force of 10,000 people to it, it will be in vain. You won't even find those anti-government guerrillas. And the thousands of men of the Red Baron can be said to be the most powerful assault force of the Secret Society, and they are fully capable of this kind of jungle warfare. Marklovsky said calmly.

(End of chapter)