Chapter 312: A Slap in the Head
Mada Island.
Menabey district.
This is a low-rise grassland area on the west coast.
The reason why there is no rainforest like the east coast and a savanna is mainly due to the topography.
Warm water vapour from the Ceylon Ocean is blocked by the plateaus and mountains of the central part of Mada Island, resulting in a plain area on the west coast, which is a savanna.
The local tribes live by grazing, farming, and fishing, and their food crops are cassava and maize.
The forces entrenched here are the Sakarava people.
The Murondava, the most modern of the Sakalava tribes, controls a coastal port city, the port of Murondava, which has developed well thanks to the port and the international shipping lanes of the Mozambique Channel.
Therefore, as the leader of the Murondawa tribe, Federer's position in the entire tribal alliance is also rising.
Naturally, he took advantage of his economic advantages to win over many small tribes among the Sakarava people and consolidate his voice in the tribal alliance.
At this time, Federer was very excited, he had just received a promise from France, as long as he was willing to cooperate, he would dominate the island of Mada in the future.
Of course, Federer, who went to France to study, knows very well that in order to get the full support of France, he must play his due value, otherwise he will definitely be abandoned.
And after he learned that the goal of France and America this time was to suppress the expansion of Homo sapiens in the direction of Africa, Federer agreed without hesitation.
On the one hand, it is for its own ambitions.
On the other hand, it was also because Federer hated Homo sapiens so much, which was not in line with the values he had been inculcated in Western Europe.
As the leader of the tribe, he was a big local family and a big landowner, and he was also a big businessman.
Once the island of Mada was controlled by Homo sapiens, everything for the Federer family would be wiped out, so he happily agreed to France's terms.
"Jagan."
"Chief, what do you command?" A black man with a foul face and a sausage-mouthed stepped forward.
Federer instructed: "You personally go to the airport over there in Stone Town, bring some trustworthy clan soldiers over, control that airport, and tomorrow at noon a group of transport planes will come, you have the airport management ready." ”
"Yes, Chief."
Stone Town, 11 kilometres north of the port of Mrundava, was a former quarry that was converted into a private jet by the rise of Federer.
Federer is also an old fox, and he knows that the rules of the game are not perfect in many places, especially in places like Mada Island, where many times the two sides disagree and resort to brutal methods, which is almost unavoidable.
He has earned more than a billion dollars over the years, and he has real estate in France and Norway, so he is naturally more afraid of death.
This airport was one of his means of emergency escape.
With 500 militiamen, Jagan drove an SUV to the Stone Town Airport.
Stone Town Airport is small, with only two small runways, an old-fashioned civilian radar, a seven-story concrete tower tower, an underground oil depot, and a large storage for private jets.
When Jagan arrived, he immediately summoned everyone at the airport and sealed it off to prevent news from leaking.
"Shali."
The person in charge of the airport was Federer's nephew, and he asked calmly: "What's the matter?" Is my uncle going to use a plane? ”
Jia Gan said very seriously: "No, the leader asked me to temporarily control the airport, tomorrow at noon, there will be a plane of foreign guests coming, you now have people check the runway and navigation lights, if there is a problem to solve as soon as possible, this is the leader's instructions." ”
"Foreign guests? How did I not know? I'm going to call my uncle......"
However, Jia Gan pinched Shali's mobile phone: "Shali, the leader has asked that from now on, the airport must be radio-silent, please don't embarrass me." ”
"You!" Shali was very angry, but when he saw Jia Gan's expression, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only swallow this breath for the time being, thinking in his heart that he must find an opportunity to let his uncle transfer this bastard to the mine in the future.
Soon the runway, radar, and navigation lights were checked.
The next day at noon.
Four signals suddenly appeared on the radar of the airport tower, and the technician in charge of the radar turned his head and reported: "Four signals have been found." ”
Jagan, who was also in the tower at this time, commanded: "They are them, guide them to land." ”
Although Shali looked down on Jia Gan in his heart, he still obediently cooperated: "Guide the plane to land." ”
Four A400M transport planes, in turn, circled in the air, and then landed on the runway one after another.
Seeing that the plane had landed safely, Jia Gan breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately took Shali to meet him.
Four A400M transport planes, carrying 300 heavily armed French soldiers, also carried two helicopter gunships.
Colonel Orleans, who was in charge of the operation, saw Jagan and Shali and asked, "Which one is Mr. Federer?" ”
"Mr. Federer in the port of Murondawa." Jagan replied immediately.
Orleans exchanged views with Jagan for a while, and then sent the transport squad back to its military base in West Africa.
Watch the transport plane leave.
Colonel Orleans also instructed the communications squad to set up a temporary communications and radar station here.
However, the Foreign Legion, which had not fought with Homo sapiens, did not realize the seriousness of the matter at this time.
If it was the U.S. military, they would never dare to send such a small-scale special team to such a chaotic area to carry out the mission against the Homo sapiens, after all, they would suffer a lot, and the U.S. military and the black ship also had experience.
Just when the soldiers of the Foreign Legion are acting in order.
As night falls, so does the danger.
Mosquito! and the invisible blood blade, quietly entered the camp.
A few of the signal soldiers were still chatting when they suddenly became dizzy, and before they could speak, their mouths were covered.
Woowoo......
Weak struggles, rapid loss of physical strength, frightened eyes.
Three hundred soldiers of the Foreign Legion, plus 500 privates of the Federer family, and 176 staff members at the airport, were wiped out in less than five minutes.
The head of the local intelligence station of the Bloody Blade Special Operations Team and the Field Support Department quickly transferred the prisoners to the beach not far away by off-road vehicle.
Then a fishing boat stuffed the men into the stinking cabin.
These people are transported to the Comoros Islands.
The other side.
Inside a luxury villa in the port of Murondawa.
Federer was proud to gather the leaders of the various tribes of the Sakarava people, and more than two dozen small tribe leaders, and expressed his support for Federer.
However, the next second.
Federer, who had just finished drinking a glass of red wine, suddenly covered his chest: "Woo woo......"
The people around noticed that something was wrong, and the guards immediately performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and at the same time called the doctor to come over.
However, it was too late, and Federer had already gone into cardiac arrest.
A group of small tribal leaders were also in a mess at this time.
One second they were still pointing at the country, and the next second they were lying on the ground, which made these small tribal leaders feel that something was wrong, especially at this critical juncture.
Many people instantly retreated, after all, no matter how important it is to be the king, it is not as important as their own lives.
In less than half an hour, Federer's villa was empty, and only the high-ranking members of the Murong tribe remained.
These people ignored Federer, who was still lying in the hall, and went straight to the struggle for power.
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