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The Paramingchu Army had 3,000 armed members, but it was divided into five regiments. The first regiment was www.biquge.info commander of More's eldest son, Senri, with 1,000 soldiers, and the first regiment was also the best equipped regiment in the entire Paramingchu Army, and belonged to More's ace main force.

The remaining 2,000 people of the Ming Cook Army are divided into a regiment of 500 people, although this number is in other countries, that is, the size of a battalion, but the internal situation in Somalia is special, and it is similar to the era of the Republic of China.

This colonel, Hussein bin Majid, was the commander of the 3rd Regiment of the Ming Cook Army.

The ethnic composition of the Somali Republic is Somalis and Arabs, with 90 per cent Somalis and 10 per cent Arabs. Not all Arabs are rich, just as not all Somalis are poor.

Hussain, who was born on the eastern coast of Somalia, was a poor boy.

Over the course of dozens of generations in Somalia, most Arabs have become distinctly different from their ancestral orthodoxy, and even though they may share the same beliefs, their habits have changed.

Moore rose from his wide mahogany chair and walked slowly over to the subordinate. As he walked, everyone in the room felt a huge pressure coming one after another, and Hussein, who was standing on the side, was the first to bear the brunt.

Squinting his little eyes and carefully looking up and down the Arabs in front of him, Mohr's gloomy face seemed to be dripping with water. He knew that these outsiders were unreliable. It was only when he saw that this Arab was brave in battle, and his love for talent rose for a while, and Hussein was promoted to the important position of regimental commander; And this person is also related to the recommendation of the group of Orientals in the team at that time.

"Colonel, do you know what you were talking about?" Moore tried his best to express his anger in a relaxed tone, but he was a small chief before, and he had not yet practiced to the point of being calm, and the anger and dissatisfaction on his face and eyes were deeply engraved in the hearts of everyone.

"Yes, Chief!" Hussein didn't seem to see the strangeness in Moore's tone, and still stuck to his words.

Moore was stunned for a moment, his tone was so obvious, the Arab in front of him should be able to hear it, didn't he understand what he meant?

Hussein is tall, especially when placed with Morgan's thin and low body, which is particularly noticeable. He had the complexion of Arab wheat, a tall, slightly curved nose, and a pair of piercing eyes in deep, sunken sockets.

Faced with the questioning of the leader on the verge of an outburst, Hussein still felt very depressed. But what he said himself was true, especially that person's order, he had to create a deeper contradiction, and he had to put it on the table.

Moore stared at his uncooperative subordinates in front of him, his nostrils panting, like a bison about to get angry.

"What we are facing now is whether the wishes of the internal soldiers can be satisfied, and if even the soldiers are disappointed, I think they will definitely pick up the guns in their hands and destroy us as enemies!" Hussein's low but solemn tone sounded in the conference room, and he quietly looked at the few officers at the table who usually had a good relationship with him, hoping to get support from these people.

But the final result disappointed Hussein, and except for a middle-ranking officer who was a little moved and hesitant, everyone else lowered their heads or turned their heads to avoid Hussein's gaze.

A bunch of garbage that can't hold up the wall! Hussein cursed fiercely from the bottom of his heart. At this time, he understood the meaning of that person's words: Don't look at the momentum of the Palamin Cooking Army, in fact, he is just a herd of sheep in wolf's clothing. When it comes to critical times, you can't count on them for even the slightest help.

"Enough!" Moore didn't expect this colonel to dare to talk back, so he shouted with all his strength, and then pointed to the door and said, "You, Comrade Colonel, you can go out now, because you have been relieved of your duties!" "Moore was already angry at this time, a small chief suddenly became the head of a warlord who ruled over millions of people, and the pleasure of great power made many people lose their original surnames and become short-tempered and suspicious. No one else will be allowed to raise objections to their own opinions.

The other officers in the "up......roar" conference room immediately became noisy at this time, they did not expect that a regiment commander would be dismissed from his post like this. At this time, some people regret it in their hearts. Why didn't you support Hussein just now! Because if you put forward your opinion like this, you will be dismissed, so who knows if you will become the second officer to be dismissed next time?

"Father's ......"

"Shut up! You sit down for me! ”

When Moriri stood up and was about to persuade his father not to be so resolute, before he could finish his sentence, he was rudely interrupted by Mohr. For a long time, his father's coercion made Senri's lips move, but he didn't continue to speak, so he had to watch Hussein leave the conference room with a smile.

At the last moment of the exit, Hussein suddenly turned around and glanced at the officers in the room with a strange gaze, which concealed a different meaning.

Leaving the new station of the Pala tribe, Hussein got into a jeep. The driver was also an Arab, a close confidant of Hussein.

The jeep driving on the road suddenly turned, stepped onto the grassland, and sped southeast, and half an hour later, Hussein saw a primeval forest appear in the sky. After another ten minutes, the jeep finally approached the forest, and in the distance he saw two off-road vehicles parked at the edge of the forest.

When the driver brought the jeep to a steady stop, Hussein quickly jumped out of the car and strode towards the SUV.

A few steps away from one of the buggies, the door suddenly opened and an Oriental stepped in. The Oriental man looked to be in his thirties, with an eyebrow-length scar on his grim face. The Oriental saw Hussein with a smile on his face.

"Sir! Hussein reports to you! Hussein gave the Oriental a formal military salute.

"Yes, that's good!" The stone patted Hussein's shoulder with a smile and nodded in approval.

Hussein was a good seedling that he found when the Stone Gang Moore was training soldiers. At that time, according to Li Mo's orders, Shi secretly promoted some high-quality officers in Moore's army. And draw this group of people to their side. And Hussein is one of them.

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At 11 o'clock at night, in the primeval forest that had fallen into a deep sleep, there was a sudden buzzing sound, like a swarm of bees.

As the sound grew louder and louder, many of the birds that had made their homes in the forest were startled, and they flapped their wings and instantly soared into the air, and each of them circled in flocks. Fierce chirps to express their dissatisfaction.

A large black bird slowly rises. The birds in the sky all looked at this bird that seemed to be of the same kind in disbelief. It's just that the bird is too big. Even if there are thousands of birds in the air combined, they can't compare to it.

The big bird did not meet its 'companions' in the air, but gradually flew eastward from a height of more than ten meters above the trees, and slowly disappeared.

Half an hour later, the big bird appeared over the sea, and looking at the faint lights below, the big bird quickly flew towards one of them.

Chris Henry, in the 19th century, when the empire was at its peak, his ancestors crossed the sea with many Englishmen to Somalia in search of the legendary unparalleled wealth. Although the ancestor also got some benefits in Somalia because he was British, and became a small surplus businessman, more than 100 years have passed, and the shadow of the ancestor can no longer cover the younger generations. Chris once even robbed someone for a bottle of beer. Now Chris can no longer tell that he was originally a Caucasians, and he has been mixed with the natives for generations, and although Krisley has a whiter complexion than the natives, he looks like he has a brown complexion. Even though he has always considered himself British.

Since joining the Paramingchu Army, he was quickly promoted to the position of deputy regiment commander because he would cater to his superiors, but because he was not a military commander, he did not have much power. For this reason, Chris is very depressed and often drinks heavily to vent. But today, an abrupt phone call made Chris tremble with excitement. The leader of the Ming Cooking Army: Mr. Moore, personally called; Originally, the leader's call was not good news, but the content of the call made Chris hide in the room and laugh a few times.

More instructed on the phone that his superior, Colonel Hussein, had been dismissed for some reason, and Lieutenant Colonel Chris had been appointed as the new commander, the colonel of the 3rd Regiment of the Ming Cooking Army!

Although Chris wondered why Colonel Hussein was dismissed, he didn't think much about it at this time. His mind was already carried away by this sudden command. The middle and high-ranking officers of the regiment were summoned and Moore's appointment was read out.

Looking at the angry eyes of the commanders of the 1st and 3rd Battalions, who were close to Hussein, Chris was as hot as drinking a glass of spirits! There is excitement, arrogance, and the venting that has been suppressed in my heart.

However, Chris also understands that within the 3rd Regiment, only the commander of the 2nd Battalion is friendly with him, while the Chief of Staff Girard has always remained neutral and has a lukewarm relationship with himself or Hussein. But now that I am the new commander of the Third Regiment, I will let you know how powerful I am in the future! After Chris finished quietly, he gave the commander of the second battalion a look, and the other party immediately proposed to hold a small banquet to celebrate.

Although the soldiers of the 3rd Regiment did not know the reason, they had a big meal in the evening, which made these soldiers who had not been paid for a month cheer, and the whole base was immersed in a cheerful atmosphere.

In the back cabin of the helicopter, Hussein looked at the seven heavily armed soldiers in front of him, and his heart was full of surprise. I can't help but think of the commander's parting words: trust them, with them, you can easily control the entire army!

The stone's words did not completely dispel Hussein's doubts, but the equipment on the group of soldiers in front of him made Hussein very greedy, and many of them were unseen by Hussein. And the helicopter gunship that everyone was riding in gave Hussein great confidence, and with it, the group of soldiers who only held rifles would definitely make a wise choice!

At night, the town of Kiyangboni is completely darkened, and there is no sound except for the occasional throbbing sound of the waves crashing against the reef and sand.

A strange sound of "buzzing ......" was heard far away in the quiet night, and the quiet town quickly responded, and some houses were lit up with lights and occasional conversations.

Five kilometres beyond the town is a valley, near the sea is a thousand-year-old stone wall that serves as a natural barrier to the valley, and on the other side of the valley is a small mountain covered with sparse trees.

The helicopter soon reached the top of the valley, and the pilot used the walkie-talkie and Luo Xiang, the leader of the meteor commando team in the rear cabin, to say a few words, and then turned on the infrared searchlight under the helicopter.

Brush! A red light shone down from the sky and fell right on a two-story building below. The pilot slowly circled the helicopter above the valley with a light eye, his sharp eyes looking around from time to time.

The huge roar of the helicopter had already awakened the entire valley camp, and the soldiers of the third regiment ran out of the barracks one after another under the shouts of the grassroots commanders. Some of the soldiers were not even dressed neatly, and hurriedly took their rifles to get behind the hidden bunkers, and looked up at the huge black shadow in the sky in a panic, and the infrared searchlight was very conspicuous in the dark night.

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