Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 308 Purpose Achieved
"Damn it, why wasn't the Tahanu tribe pushed back?"

After Gu Lian, the leader of the black rebel army, vented his anger, he stared at his bloodshot eyes and roared at his henchmen.

"Chief, I think Miss Lina is right. The Tahanu tribe and the Kadafa tribe must have hired military advisers. Our equipment is almost the same. There is no reason why we are weak. Our soldiers originally belong to Government soldiers."

The confidant said bravely, the leader was furious, and now that he was talking about this, he was really afraid of being shot.

Although the military quality of the black people in Libya is very average, they are not that bad. Under normal circumstances, they should at least fight back and forth.

But what is the situation now?
The opponent's infantry-tank coordination, air-ground coordination, artillery bombardment, plus various tactical interludes, etc., etc., left our own side completely unable to resist.

"You mean we also need to hire that kind of military consultant?"

Gulian stared with a pair of bull's eyes, as if he was going to eat the other person alive if he was not satisfied with his answer.

"Yes, I think we can emulate each other!"

The subordinate answered bravely.

There was a brief silence in the command room.

"We can no longer hesitate, chief. If we fail, what awaits us will be the butcher's knives of those Arabs. We need to win!"

Seeing that Gu Lian didn't react much, his subordinates continued to advise.

"I will contact Ms. Lina now."

Gulian calmed down. He was not someone who couldn't recognize the reality. Many of the opponent's various tactics had never appeared on the battlefield in Africa. This also proved the fact that there were outsiders within the opponent. There was no need for him to grit his teeth and hold on.

Just as the subordinates said, they black people once fought for Libya, but now they have become rebels. This in itself is a betrayal for the Arabs. If they are defeated, none of them will survive.

beep...beep...beep...

The phone rang three times before being picked up, and Lina's slightly lazy and teasing voice came from the other side.

"Hi, Mr. Chief, why do you have time to call me?"

Lina was half lying on the sofa, supporting her head to answer the phone, with a proud smile on her lips. The moment she received the call from the other party, she knew that the fish had taken the bait.

"Ms. Lina, are you...still in Libya now?"

Gulian used honorifics unknowingly.

"Of course...not here, but I'm still in Africa. What can I do for you, Mr. Chief?"

Lina asked with a smile.

"I want to hire military advisors!"

Gulian didn't hesitate at all and explained his purpose of coming directly. In fact, he really didn't have time to say hello or anything. Time is life. His soldiers were retreating steadily now, and he was not in the mood to say hello. .

"Of course. As I said, sir, if you want to hire a military consultant, you can contact me at any time. Please tell me your requirements, sir." The other party is willing to go straight to the topic, and Lina is naturally very willing. She can I have no interest in exchanging business favors or chatting with a black guy.

"As long as you can help me defeat the Kadafa tribe and the Tahanu tribe."

Gulian gritted his teeth, which showed how much he hated those two tribes in the past two days.

"Of course, our military advisers are the most professional. They are all officers from various armies. I believe they can help you, Mr. Leader."

Lina doesn't care about that much, she will finish bragging first. As for whether the opponent can defeat the opponent, Boss has never thought about it anyway, and Lina naturally won't think about it. Anyway, as long as the opponent pays, everything else will matter. It doesn't matter, anyway, the boss never thought about eliminating any side in a short period of time.

"Uh, okay, may I ask... how much does it cost..."

Gulian was a little worried. He didn't have much money anymore, but he knew that the price of military consultants was not low.

"Our company's consultants are divided into three levels, namely junior high school and high school, senior consultants are US$50,000, mid-level consultants are US$30,000, and junior consultants are US$15,000. This is their monthly charging price. These three levels The consultants are based on their military ranks before retirement, namely colonel, lieutenant and sergeant major. Some of them are from the US military, some are from the Russian army, and they all have very rich practical experience. "

This is completely bragging and not drafting. In the entire RGF company, there is no one who became a school officer before retiring. Of course, this does not affect their bragging. Anyway, I will say that he is a school officer. If it doesn’t work, you can check it out. A check?
"Here comes one senior consultant and five mid-level consultants!"

Gulian gritted his teeth and said with great pain.

"Of course sir, but are you sure you don't need some junior advisers to lead your soldiers? This may not achieve the effect you want."

Lina smiled and kindly reminded the other party that if there is no one to lead the soldiers at the bottom, no matter how effective the tactics and tactics introduced by your senior leaders are, it will be difficult to implement them.

"Then let's get ten more junior consultants!"

Gulian's body ached tightly. He didn't have much money left. If he had more money, he would really be unable to bear it.

"Okay sir, they will arrive today, good luck!"

After Lina gave her blessing, she hung up the phone, and then went to inform Sean about the matter. Sean was unambiguous and asked Joseph to arrange the matter.

At this point, the three-party armed melee in Tripoli is all led by the RGF company. The poor three-party forces are fighting happily and have no idea about all this.

Under the control of the military advisers, this battle unexpectedly evolved into a protracted war. No one among the three parties could solve the problem in a short time, and the situation became increasingly anxious.

And this is exactly what Sean wants to see. As long as these three parties fight for a longer time, he can continuously earn more dollars, bullets, weapons and equipment, but all of them are purchased from Sean. This alone is not enough. It's a small sum, plus the military consultants need to renew their fees every month, which is another huge amount of money.

The five big brothers naturally hope to see such a situation. Only when Libya becomes more chaotic can they gain more benefits in Libya. Therefore, they do not pay attention to Sean's small tricks, but are happy to see the results.

Time passed day by day, and on this day, Sean received a call from the United Arab Emirates.

"Hi, Ms. Diana, do you have good news for me?"

As soon as Sean got on the phone, he couldn't wait to ask.

It has been almost two months since construction began on Tinata Island, and there should be some progress now.

(End of this chapter)