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When the Falcon received Dumai's invitation, it was very strange. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info before he planned to enter the city, but Du Mayi said something else, why did he want to enter the city by himself?

Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Falcon's mouth, and he suddenly understood that Dumai was afraid of the French reinforced camp.

But then Falcon's brow furrowed, and although he understood Dumaiyi's purpose, it did not mean that he agreed. The strength of the French reinforced battalion was very strong, and the four hundred or so people of his Blood Eagle mercenaries could not eat it at all, even if it was a sniper mission, it would cost great casualties.

The purpose of the establishment of the Blood Eagle Mercenary Group is not really to make money, making money is only secondary, the most important thing is to train the amazing soldiers trained here, so that the soldiers in the training camp can experience the test of war.

If the loss is too great, no matter how much benefit you get, you can't make up for the loss.

Besides, it takes a lot of courage to fight the French team. There are many mercenary organizations in Africa, and it is common to fight and kill people, but this does not mean that mercenary organizations can run rampant, if that is the case, this mercenary organization will not survive at all. Even if you have the support of the country behind you, and you really have a conflict with a big country, it is not very difficult for others to want to destroy you, and in addition, it is easy for a big country to create endless troubles for you through its influence and make you exhausted.

If he fights with the native African army, with the support of Somalia behind him, he will not think about these things carefully, but now that he is facing the French team, it is not something he can easily decide.

In the middle of the process, Falcon sends this tricky choice back home and lets the boss decide for himself, he knows that this method is not very good, but Falcon is not willing to accept the payment. He got six million dollars for fighting the ineffective political axe army, and if he sniped at those French teams that were armed and regarded as 'invincible', the other party would have to pay the biggest price. Although Chad is poor, it has oil, and any country that has oil will not have to worry about running out of money.

By the time the four domestic instructions were given, the Falcon's car had stopped in front of the television station, and Dumai was waiting with a group of people.

The Blood Eagle Mercenary Group has been in Chad for a long time, and it has also received many 'orders' for domestic wars and land grabbing, and they are basically familiar with the heads and brains of the 'Democratic League', and there are not too many courtesies when they meet.

After a brief discussion, Dumai quoted a figure that made the Falcon excited, $30 million, to block the French team for half an hour.

According to intelligence, the French team that came to N'Djamena this time had a total of 500 people, which is about the size of a regular infantry battalion. Heavy weapons include a tank and a larger number of Panhad armored vehicles and helicopters. In addition to the number of people, the main heavy weapons of the French team were basically moved.

This task was very heavy, but Dumai's offer, the falcon could not refuse, and after discussing with the deputy head of the group, Wang Fang, agreed to Dumai's proposal, but the falcon offered to pay half of the remuneration first.

Dumayi may not have had very much money, but now that he basically occupies N'Djamena, he must have gained a lot, and just those high-ranking officials who are acting as political axes can find a lot of family wealth.

Armed with $15 million worth of gold and diamonds, Falcon and the Blood Eagle Mercenaries went to intercept the French team.

And Dumaii's side is also ready to make a desperate bet, no longer retaining strength, and all the firepower in his hands is pouring towards the presidential palace.

Sitting in a Panhard light armored car, Major Montel, deputy commander of the 2nd Infantry Regiment of the French Foreign Legion, is also the supreme commander of the French army in Chad.

In Chad, France has six infantry companies and one light company from the Second Infantry Regiment of the Foreign Legion, which is almost half of the infantry regiment, and their mission is to protect the international interests of France and the interests of the diaspora. Basically, after six months of stationing, you will rotate.

This time, when it was the turn of the 2nd Infantry Regiment to be stationed, there was a Chadian civil war, and Déby's political axe army was vulnerable and was attacked by the army into the capital city of N'Djamena. He had just received an order from home to immediately go to N'Djamena to stop the armed attack on the presidential palace and, if necessary, to disarm the army of the political axe. Among the domestic orders, the first is to ensure that President Déby is not captured by the armed forces, and the second is to ensure that the capital is under the control of the political axe army or the French army, and cannot be occupied by the rebels, but they try not to open fire on the rebels and cause heavy casualties.

This task seemed to Montel to be very unreasonable, and he even thought that the order must have been issued by a stupid pig without any military capabilities.

At a time when N'Djamena is fighting for the supreme power in Chad, there is no guarantee of success without the use of abnormal means. Because everyone knows that the taste of power is so wonderful that it makes people want to stop.

Now there are still 8 kilometers to N'Djamena, because the road conditions are not very good, the speed of the troops is a little slow, Montel can't help but worry a little about the situation in the city, if he arrives in the city and the war is over, what will he do? The superiors didn't seem to tell him this.

"Bang......" The pensive Montel suddenly heard an explosion, which was right in his ears, and the car intercom immediately reported from the vehicle in front that the Panhad armored car that had opened the road, stepped on a mine, had been destroyed, and six soldiers had also died, bringing seven wounded.

Montel's heart sank, he was familiar with this road, every day the French team would have patrol cars passing by, and no mines had been found before, and now a Panhard armored car stepped on the mines, what did this mean? It shows that the rebels have long been ready to 'welcome' their arrival.

The road was surrounded by low bushes, and occasionally, a leafy acacia tree, an environment that suited the most daring rebels to ambush them.

At this time, it was less than five kilometers from N'Djamena, and Montel could even hear gunfire and explosions coming from inside the city.

He didn't rush into the city with his army in a hurry, the mine was so bad that they might have rebel snipers in front of them. At this time, he was not thinking about how to support the battle in the city, but to guarantee his losses.

Although most of the current foreign legions are from other countries, a small half of them are still French. Nowadays, unlike in the 19th and 20th centuries, the members of the Foreign Legion can be gathered as long as they give orders in the colonies, and now there are fewer and fewer 'good people' willing to serve the Foreign Legion, and as the commander of this army, Montel cannot ignore the life and death of these foreign soldiers who serve the French team, nor can the French political axe.

Montel had a demining vehicle open the way in front and ordered helicopters to increase the width and depth of patrol monitoring on both sides of the troops to ensure that his flanks were not threatened.

Soon, however, bad news came from the communicator, and a kilometer ahead, an army was building fortifications for the purpose of sniping its own troops to support the battle in the city.

Two unrelated national armies, on the outskirts of the capital of another country, engaged in a skirmish.

……

When Li Mo received the news from the Falcon, he was in the seaside castle. It's not that he's too laid-back, but he's been pulled over.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, his own family is busy, and a large family here is also busy. Except for Yang Xiaorou and Zhang Xiufang, who are preparing to return to China, the other two are going to spend this Spring Festival in Somalia.

Because Yang Xiaorou's mother and daughter and Zhang Xiufang's mother and daughter are going to return to China, and those who stay will be left for the New Year, preparing gifts and buying some New Year's goods have become the main work of these women these days.

"Mo, this blanket seems to be the one you brought back from Iran last time, it looks good and keeps warm, and this time it just took home for my grandfather."

"This coffee was given by the Ethiopian ambassador, right? My mom said that my dad stayed up late every day and took it back for him to drink. ”

“……”

Li Mo leaned on the sofa and kept nodding his head, watching several girls fight back and forth like puppets.

With Li Mo's identity, what can't you get? He didn't need to say it himself, naturally someone sent it in a hurry, and several girls also understood the reason, and their argument was nothing more than joking with each other.

After a long time, Li Morton felt bored, and his mind was worried about the situation in Chad. He did not want to meddle in Chad's internal affairs, and neither the political axe army nor the rebel victory had much to do with him. But in the last border turmoil, the French did not do it authentically, Li Mo was very dissatisfied, so he gave the falcon a vague order to 'act at the opportunistic', he actually wanted to teach the French a lesson, but the strength was not good, and he could only vent it in this almost 'sneaky' way.

Li Mo stood up and walked outside the door, lit a cigarette, leaned against the wall, and thought about whether it was appropriate for the Blood Eagle mercenary organization to intervene in the coup d'état in Chad this time, and what the consequences would be.

"Stinky boy, where are you hiding? Since it's okay, come and help me! Suddenly, the door next to her opened, and Yang Xiaorou saw Li Mo who was leaning on where to smoke, and raised her eyebrows and said.

Li Mo was speechless, but he didn't dare to refute, so he had to extinguish the cigarette butt and throw it into the trash, and followed Yang Xiaorou into the room.

"Aunt Yang, if there is anything you need my help with, just ask!" Li Mo quickly glanced at the layout of the room and said.

Today's Yang Xiaorou is wearing a red tunic shirt, which perfectly exposes her thin waist without fat, and a pair of white shorts on her lower body, revealing her pink and white slender thighs, which makes people's eyes hot.

"Oh, you can help me put this box on the cabinet, I have to take it with me when I go back, there are a lot of things in it, I can't take it." Yang Xiaorou pointed to a suitcase on the ground and ordered.

Li Mo completed the task and saw Yang Xiaorou hunched over and tidying up another box on the bed, which seemed to be full of clothes.

Lying down on the bed boringly, he watched Yang Xiaorou busy nearby, and asked casually, "Aunt Yang, when will you and Xiaowei go back this time?" ”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaorou stopped the movements in her hand, glanced at Li Mo, and said with a smile, "What?" Are you reluctant to give up Xiaowei? ”

Li Mo smiled and said, "Aunt Yang is wrong, I am not only reluctant to Xiaowei, but also reluctant to let you go back." ”

Listening to the ridicule in Li Mo's tone, Yang Xiaorou's face was slightly red, and she glanced at Li Mo and said angrily, "Good boy, now that you are getting bolder, why didn't you see that your kid was like this in the first place?" ”

was glanced at by Yang Xiaorou's charming, Li Mo felt that his heart was pounding, although he knew that the other party was his mother-in-law and elder, but he still couldn't help but talk about it, although this is related to his surname, but the main thing is that Yang Xiaorou is different from several other mothers-in-law, and the arrogant surname likes to play tricks on himself, so Li Mo can't help but take a little revenge in this way.

Although this idea is very dirty, Li Mo still enjoys it.

"Stinky boy looking for a fight!" Yang Xiaorou looked at Li Mo's scoundrel appearance, and couldn't help but throw the things in her hand at Li Mo.

And then, the two were dumbfounded. Because the distance between the two sides was too close, Li Mo didn't have time to raise his hand to block it, and the dress smashed on Li Mo's face, at this time, Li Mo picked up the clothes thrown by Yang Xiaorou and saw that it was a black underwear.

The eyes of both of them were staring at the underwear that Li Mo was crumpled into a small ball in his hand, and his brain couldn't turn around.

"Quick...... Give me back! Yang Xiaorou reacted first, her face turned red, and she hurriedly reached out to grab it, while Li Mo instinctively withdrew her hand.

In Yang Xiaorou's eyes, this scene became Li Mo deliberately holding her underwear and not giving it to her.

"Oh...... Here you go, Aunt Yang...... Sorry, I didn't mean to! Li Mo looked at Yang Xiaorou, who was stunned, reacted, and hurriedly threw the underwear in his hand into the box and explained.

After speaking, regardless of Yang Xiaorou's reaction, he rushed out of the room directly, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself if he stayed for a while.

Li Mo, who rushed out of the door, bumped into a person head-on, and then he reacted quickly, hugging the other party and supporting the wall in time, preventing the two from falling at the same time.

When he saw the person in his arms, he was dumbfounded again.

Bai Jing was just about to go to Yang Xiaorou's room to help, the other party's door suddenly opened, and a figure rushed out, before she could exclaim, she was hugged into her arms, and when she saw that the person who rushed out of Yang Xiaorou's room was Li Mo, her face was cold.

"Aunt Bai, it's not what you think......" Among Li Mo's mothers-in-law, the one he was most afraid of was Bai Jing, not that Bai Jing was fierce, but that he was weak-hearted.

Seeing the change in Bai Jing's face at this moment, thinking of the embarrassed appearance that he rushed out of Yang Xiaorou's room, he guessed that the other party must be crooked, if it was someone else, maybe he wouldn't have thought of this stubble, but Bai Jing was......

"You let go of me...... Bai Jing struggled out of Li Mo's arms, looked at Li Mo and said coldly, "Also, you don't need to explain to me what you do." After speaking, she walked towards her room, and she didn't plan to go to Yang Xiaorou's room this time.

Li Mo smiled bitterly and hurriedly explained to him, otherwise his image would be ruined.

(To be continued)