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In a small courtyard with lush greenery and tranquility, a few rays of the setting sun shining through the branches and leaves shine on a yellow log table, and two delicate porcelain cups containing camel milk tea still exude a hint of heat, accompanied by a strong aroma of tea and milk wafting around. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

An old man and a young man sat down around a log table, and not far away, several faint figures surrounded the courtyard with high vigilance.

"Xiao Mo, I heard that there is a commotion over there again?" You Sufu picked up the milk tea, put it to his lips to blow away the hot air on the upper layer, took a sip and asked softly.

Since stepping down from the presidency, Yusuf has lived in the Somali Palace, where he is at ease every day, which makes Li Mo sometimes can't help but feel envious. However, Li Mo also understands that although Yusuf has retired and is not participating in the Somali presidential election, it does not mean that he has really completely left the core of Somali politics. People like Yusuf should belong to the 'Lord of Zhongxing' in the history of the Somali Republic, how can they still maintain a strong influence while they are alive.

Therefore, although people are in the Somali Palace, they are very clear about every move on the side of the political axe, and there is nothing surprising about it.

"It's just a bunch of clowns." Li Mo chuckled and said, not even wanting to show a look of disdain, which showed that Li Mo really didn't take the gang of people in You Sufu's mouth in his eyes.

Also, with Li Mo's identity and status, whose face do you have to look at in Somalia? Not even the current president, Mohammed. On the contrary, if Mohammed wants to sit firmly in the position of president, he has to look at Li Mo's face. It's just that Li Mo is focused on military affairs and is not interested in politics, so most of the time he turns a blind eye to the affairs of the political axe, as long as it does not affect the plan in his heart, Li Mo is too lazy to care about those politicians.

With the confrontation between the Third OECD and the United States in the Persian Gulf and the current conflict, the Third OECD's foreign trade has been seriously affected, although there are trade agreements between several countries, and many international trade can be digested internally, but in the past, part of the trade exported or imported to the West has still been affected, and economic sanctions and blockade have always been an important means for Western countries to develop countries and underdeveloped countries.

Moreover, it costs money to fight a war, and the resources of some countries are indispensable to the war, and the economic development will slow down, and if it is in a short period of time, everyone will grit their teeth and pass, but at the moment there is a confrontation on the Persian Gulf side, and the Libyan side is fighting to the death, and this strange war cannot see when it will end. As a result, some people on the political axe's side began to be dissatisfied with Li Mo, maybe they were dissatisfied for a long time, but they didn't have the courage to show it before.

Yu Sufu supports Li Mo's decision, and he is also a soldier, and he understands the importance of the gun's surname. It is not a big country like China and Russia, and it is not in the same boat as the West, who is not afraid to see the fate of Libya and Iraq? Not afraid that one day it will be your turn?

Therefore, he very much supports Li Mo in using tough means to buy a long-term peace for Somalia and strive for the status and dignity that Somalis deserve in the international community.

"Those people always think that economic development is the most important thing, but they don't know that the greedy capitalists in the West will sit back and watch you slowly grow and threaten them? The better you develop, the more greedy claws you reach out before you show enough sharp claws to hurt them. Yu Sufu tilted his beard slightly, and he could see that he was a little angry.

Peace is forged, not by handouts.

Li Mo agreed with this very much, and he smiled and said, "I heard that some of these people who are clamoring to withdraw from the war are also related to foreign forces. ”

Yusuf's eyes widened and he said angrily, "How dare they do this? In my opinion, we cannot sit idly by and ignore these people, but must do a good job of killing this traitorous atmosphere. ”

When Somalia was still in the midst of a civil war, all countries had stirred up trouble in Somalia in an attempt to seek illegitimate benefits, and Yusuf had already seen through this.

"What you are saying is that if these people really think about the national interests of Somalia, it is fine, but some people for their own interests, undermine the internal unity of Somalia, and try to sell the interests of Somalia in exchange for personal interests. Li Mo was actually waiting for this sentence, and after the other party finished speaking, he hurriedly echoed and said, and his tone was even colder.

"Hehe, you...... Did some of them have a relationship with me that makes you feel unscrupulous? It's not like what you used to do. "You Sufu understood at this time that Li Mo's main intention to come here, it turned out that he was talking to him, and Li Mo already had in his heart that he wanted to kill these guys who 'spokes' for Western forces.

I think that at the beginning, Li Mo's subordinates, who are now the chief of staff Hussein, dared to shoot the hash committee members who cooperated with the United States in front of everyone. If it weren't for Li Mo's instructions, Chief of Staff Hussein wouldn't have dared to do anything about it.

Li Mo smiled, took a few sips of milk tea and said, "At this time, it is a critical time, and I also hope that we will be as stable and united as possible, only by uniting together can we achieve the final victory in this struggle." ”

"By the way, President Yusuf, I have an important event for you to attend next week."

...... "Boom! ”

A bomb was accurately dropped on the road by a French warplane, and two Libyan political axe army jeeps were overturned to the ground and soon burst into flames.

A terrible scream came from the firelight, and then a burning man slowly crawled out of the car, and his mouth still let out a faint cry for help, but soon, the burning man was completely burned and motionless.

On the eastern outskirts of the Libyan city of Sirte, a patrol of the Political Axe Army had just been attacked by French warplanes.

The city of Sirte is Gaddafi's hometown, and most of its residents are Gaddafi's supporters, and when the Libyan civil war began, many of Gaddafi's troops gathered in the city.

It was not until the West launched Operation Odyssey Dawn and intervened militarily in Libya that the city of Sirte became a key target for Western warplanes to bomb.

When the warplanes whizzed away, a pickup truck drove up on the highway where a crater had been left in its place, and two Westerners jumped out of the car, glanced at the still burning jeep, and spat at the same time.

"Mike, let's go, go to the next target." One of them spat and greeted his companion, and the two drove off in the other direction.

In the city of Sirte, an ordinary residential area. Gaddafi is hiding here with several important men.

"Colonel, we have a patrol that has been bombed by Western warplanes, and this is already the fourth." One of his subordinates looked through the gap in the curtain at the roar of the fading fighter planes in the sky outside, and said with an ugly face.

After not seeing him for a few days, Gaddafi's face was very ugly, and his eyes were full of bloodshots. In the past, he would come to Sirte City to live for a month every year, but he had never been so embarrassed as this time, and he had to hide in civilian houses, using Western fighter planes to bomb civilian houses at will to avoid the air raids of Western fighter planes.

"Haven't those damn Westerners caught yet?" When Gaddafi heard this, he was furious. The citizens of Sirte are basically Gaddafi's supporters, and the 'eyes' of Western fighters should not have been so accurate, but later Gaddafi learned that outside the city, there was a group of Westerners who drew a coordinate map for Western fighters, so that Western fighters could avoid some useless targets and carry out air strikes on Gaddafi's forces more accurately.

"Colonel, this group of people is very cunning, I suspect that they have something similar to the identification of friend and foe, as long as our people go out by car, it is easy to attract Western fighters, and if they don't take a car, they can't catch them, and now the passage to the outside of Sirte City, as long as they are in a car, will attract the attack of Western fighters."

When the French Air Force was stationed at air bases in Sicily and several islands in the Mediterranean, the front to Libya was much shorter, and French Air Force fighters were able to stay in Libya for a longer time and launch air strikes deep into the territory.

And the city of Sirte, as a lair of Gaddafi, is now equivalent to being 'surrounded' by Western fighters in the air, and if you want to leave here, you can't gather large troops, you can't take a car, otherwise the nearby fighters will soon know and attract it, and then attack regardless of it.

Gaddafi now regrets it in his heart, he knew that there would be today's situation, his family got so much money, it should not be in a foreign bank, but should buy fighter jets and missiles. At the beginning, they did not heed Li Mo's advice, thinking that it would be fine to keep the money in a large internationally renowned bank such as the Swiss Bank, but after the Security Council decided to impose sanctions on Libya, these countries froze the wealth of the Gaddafi family one after another and turned it into weapons and provided it to the opposition.

Oh my God, those damned Western bastards used his Gaddafi's money to buy arms and deliver them to Gaddafi's enemies against him.

Gritting his teeth and cursing the West fiercely in his heart, Gaddafi prayed to Allah for a while.

"No, we can't go on like this." Gaddafi suddenly opened his eyes and said loudly. Now the morale of his supporters is low, and under the unscrupulous blows of Western fighters, no matter how much those people support him, they will eventually leave him.

"Aisha!" Gaddafi looked at the only woman in the room, his favorite daughter.

"Father!" Aisha? Gaddafi hurriedly walked over.

"You find a way to get out of here and go to Somalia!" Gaddafi looked at his daughter with a serious face and said, "You tell Li Mo and let him send the air force to destroy all these Frenchmen, and I will promise him that all French industries in Libya will be handed over to Xingchen Company." ”

(To be continued)