Western Sahara:

Laayoune International Airport was full of heavily armed soldiers, knowing that the warlords' armed groups would not be so bold, but there were some things that had to be made safe.

Home Secretary Smith, Foreign Minister Herman, and Assistant Prime Minister Marceau, led by several military lieutenant colonels and colonels, stood at the international airport waiting for Joseph's arrival.

When the private airliner landed, everyone saluted Joseph very respectfully, and the first thing Joseph saw was Marceau, who was wearing a professional suit and really had a completely different style from usual.

"Your Majesty!"

"Marceau, that's good."

Very good, I don't know if it means a good suit or a good person or a good position, but no one cares about this, just understand that it's a compliment.

"So, who now tells me about the situation in Western Sahara at this time?"

A car could only accommodate two people, that is, only one of the three could accompany Joseph, and the question was now to determine who was in the same car with Joseph.

"Assistant Marceau knows these things, let's let Assistant Marceau tell it!"

Smith's meaning was obviously agreed by Herman, they both knew that Marceau was Joseph's housekeeper, and it was most appropriate for Marceau to report at this time, and if there was anything dissatisfied, Joseph would not reprimand.

Marceau thanked Smith and Herman, what could be more important than to show himself in front of Joseph in this position?

"At 3 o'clock last night, we have locked down the temporary residence of the armed group, and the number of armed personnel on the other side is about 300 to 500, and the weapons are mainly AK, and the heavy weapons have not been confirmed, but it is very likely that there are no or very few of them, and they do not have the ability to threaten us."

"If we don't have the ability to threaten, the police in Western Sahara will suffer a lot of losses, and if we let the organizations that have the ability to threaten us take action, will the Western Sahara region be handed over?"

Joseph was very dissatisfied with Marceau's last sentence, but he was not targeting Marceau, after all, Marceau was right, those armed men did not have the ability to threaten the Nord military.

"I'm sorry, Marceau!"

"It's okay, Your Majesty!"

Marceau understood Joseph's mood at this time, and even if he couldn't understand it, what could Joseph, as the Grand Duke of the Duchy, say if he could apologize in person?

Joseph obviously didn't want to continue talking about the topic, and since it had been determined and the other party was not a threat, the next thing was to wait for the good news.

"What is life like in Western Sahara? Although the oasis has not yet been built, there are some attractions in Laayoune that are worth visiting. ”

"Your Majesty, I am now the Assistant Prime Minister of the Cabinet."

Joseph's words made Marceau smile bitterly, he is not a housekeeper but a state official now, where is this status suitable for playing? Especially in the face of such a situation, busyness is the only word that can describe her.

"I forgot about that, and thought that you were the neat housekeeper who could put everything in order, and it was a pity that Abner knew about you."

"I'm sorry to disappoint Abner Butler."

Since coming to Nord, Marceau has communicated with Abner the most, and he has also done his best to cultivate Marceau Abner, but who wants to cultivate Marceau to this day and make Marceau an assistant to the Prime Minister of Nord.

The impact of this incident was very bad, according to some feedback from Joanna, at this time, many palace servants were delusional that they could also be valued and enter politics, after all, the Duchy of Nord had this tradition, and so did James and Marceau.

Joseph didn't have a good idea of what to do about it, James really didn't have a suitable and trustworthy person back then, and Marceau really had a talent for it, and it was a bit overkill to be a housekeeper all the time.

What's more, on the first day of Marceau's work, Joseph got a phone call from Smith, and the phone didn't say much else, just a brief description of Marceau's adaptability to work, and Smith only had one comment on this, so maybe Marceau would be the Nord version of Margaret Thatcher in the future.

Such an evaluation of Joseph is naturally very happy, after all, Marceau's political entry was set by him personally, which is enough to show his vision.

As Joseph spoke, a town in central Western Sahara was engaged in a fierce battle, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was actually a fighting battle.

When the town's AK sounded sporadically, more than a dozen helicopter gunships had begun to strafe and bomb in a covering manner, military trucks were parked not far away, and heavily armed Norwegian soldiers were ready to sweep the tail.

At this time, the leader of the forces was extremely regretful, if he knew that one day he would never take the risk of robbing the Nord cash truck for millions of euros, so he offended the Nord military.

Armed forces are everywhere in Western Sahara, and the leaders at that time thought that they would probably be able to determine a certain range, but they would not be able to find themselves directly!

This was true, but he ignored the Nord military's efforts to find him, and within a certain range, the Nord military began to inform their leaders, either to tell about the recent activities of the various organizations, or to eliminate them together.

Such an arrogant attitude naturally caused dissatisfaction, but when the Nord army destroyed an army of 1,000 men in less than half an hour and had zero casualties of its own, all the clamor stopped instantly.

The difference in combat effectiveness between the two sides is too great, armored vehicles, tanks, helicopter gunships, and even every Nord soldier is wearing the latest body armor, all kinds of auxiliary devices to increase aiming, night vision.

Think of the battle scene, one side attacked with an automatic rifle such as an AK, while the other side strafed with machine guns, small-caliber artillery, and helicopter gunships, and even if the soldier was hit during the sweep, as long as it did not hit the lethal part exposed, then the blow to the body armor was nothing more than severe pain.

How is such a battle going on? Half an hour to wipe out a thousand armed men? In fact, after about six minutes of helicopter gunship, the militants in the town had already collapsed and had no intention of fighting back.

Knock knock......

The leader watched the guards who exposed themselves in front of him being swept to pieces by the large-caliber heavy machine gun, and it only took less than ten seconds for the complete body to reach a piece of minced meat, don't talk to the others, even his mentality has begun to collapse, and there is only one word left in his mind - escape!

Escape? But can you escape at this time? The answer, of course, was no, so he quickly became a piece of minced meat after his own guards, and the euro in the lockbox next to him was swept sideways by machine-gun bills...... Blood splattered in it had a different kind of blur.

The regiment commander who commanded the attack saw the human tragedy here through the binoculars, and his face was blank, and he just ordered to sweep the tail while getting into the car and preparing to go to the next target.

Of course, the next goal is not to exterminate but to deter, so that all the armed forces here can see the capabilities of the Nord Gong ** and prevent the same thing from happening again.

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