Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 361 Showing Muscles

"Are you sure who is behind that guy?"

Joseph sat on the chair, frowning and asking his subordinates.

"It is currently impossible to confirm the identity of the other party. The other party is very vigilant. Gubia cut off contact with the other party after the last phone call. The other party's number has also been unreachable for a long time. Minister Miller's people are also temporarily unable to locate the other party... …”

The subordinate reported the report with some helplessness.

"What did Gubia say?"

Joseph was not surprised by this. It would be strange if he could figure out the other party's location and identity so easily.

In Mali, there are too many people who want to get a piece of the pie. Sean's departure seems to have given these people confidence, especially after Sean was injured in Venezuela, all parties have become more and more active, including the British. The troops stationed by the army also started to jump up and down, showing signs that they wanted to cause trouble.

"This... Gubia may be just an abandoned child thrown by the other party. He doesn't know anything at all, and he doesn't even know who the other party is. He only knows that the person who contacted him is very powerful, and he is suspected to be from another company. Arms companies..."

Upon hearing his subordinate's reply, Joseph frowned even deeper.

Everyone knows that Sean has made a lot of money in Mali. Even though the country is now an iron bucket run by Sean, there are still people who want to drill a hole in the iron bucket, then get in and take a bite. It would be nice to kick RFG out of the game and play by ourselves.

The crackling sound of gunfire rang out. This scene awakened many people's memories. Ever since the RFG Group came to Bamako, it has been accompanied by war, bloodshed, and violence!

Although those guys were able to settle in because of the deal between Sean and William, they did not receive any substantial benefits after settling in. Naturally, they had to find ways to make money, otherwise the opportunity to go abroad for gold mining would be wasted.

Lockheed? Thor? General Dynamics?

For European and American countries, any troops who get the opportunity to be stationed abroad will not only receive more salary subsidies, but also take this opportunity to make a lot of money. Few people are willing to waste this hard-won opportunity, but now Mali , all walks of life are controlled by the RFG, the Capet family, and the Windsor family. These overseas troops, especially Richard, the chief officer of the Alluvial Barracks, in addition to protecting the interests of the Windsor family, naturally also If you want to make some money for yourself, of course you have to choose between RFG and the Cape family.

"Yes, I understand, Mr. Minister!"

So in Joseph's view, these guys all have suspicions and motives.

In a private house, several white men with Western European appearance looked at the Apache in the sky through the window, their faces full of disbelief. Suddenly, his eyes began to become horrifying, as if he was being stared at by the god of death.

The subordinate nodded and hurriedly went down to make arrangements. It was not difficult to see that there was still excitement in his eyes. He could finally go out and show off his power.

Joseph's tone was iron-blooded. He was ready to flex his muscles and intimidate those guys with ulterior motives, especially to show his attitude. The incident in Gubia seemed to him more like a test. Those guys were testing RFG. The group's bottom line.

As for the British army?

Especially after learning about Sean's injury and Gubia's incident, everyone was holding back some evil fire in their hearts, and now it was finally time to vent.

Who could be interested in Mali's interests?

Various tanks, towed artillery, Hail rocket launchers, and heavily armed elite employees, all with unbridled laughter on their faces, holding various firearms in one hand and shooting into the air.

The members of the Military Resources Department who received the news cheered one by one, especially the old guys. What they like to do most is this kind of passionate thing.

Joseph rubbed his eyebrows. There were many large-scale arms companies, and there were too many possibilities. It was basically impossible to guess who it was through the few existing clues, because they all had motives.

He saw the noses of two Apaches pointing directly at the house where he was, and the rocket launchers attached to them were heading straight towards him!

"Notify the Department of Military Resources to pull out our tanks, artillery, and armored vehicles and move them around Bamako City. Also, let me fly the Black Hawk and Apache to confirm Miller's death." I bombarded all the locations of foreign forces, so that these guys who want to cause trouble can see clearly that Bamako, the Stick of God has the final say!”

Arms company?

In the eyes of many forces in Bamako, the door of the Baige Security Station opened, T-80U main battle tanks and T72 main battle tanks drove out, and Black Hawk helicopters loaded with artillery shells came out of the Baige Security Station. Lifting into the air, the black barrel made people's scalp numb when looking at it, as if a ferocious beast was showing its fangs.

The security of the Capay family in Mali is handled by employees of Sean's RFG Group. No one can circumvent it, so grabbing food directly from the RFG Group's bowl is the best solution, especially during the recent period. Sean was not in Mali at the time and was seriously injured. In addition, some guys with ulterior motives were also causing trouble. They just happened to be able to confuse the situation.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
"Oh Maiga!"

There was only time to let out a exclamation, and then there was no more. Then, with a loud bang, the house was instantly turned into ruins.

Similar things are happening all over Bamako City. All locations identified by Miller's people have been marked and are within the scope of this attack.

In the alluvial plain, in the British army station, Richard looked horrified. He never expected that he just tested the opponent, and the RFG Group actually made such a big move, with tanks and helicopters. , and the bombardments that resounded through the sky, which made him feel incredible and scared at the same time.

Aren't they afraid of harming civilians?
Aren’t you afraid of being reported by the international media?

How dare they!
That's right, what happened with Gubia was that he was behind the scenes. From the beginning to the end, he never revealed his true identity. He only used some things to indirectly let the other party know that he had enough strength to help the other party take over. After Gubia was exposed, he immediately cut off contact with the other party. He originally thought that RFG Company would either go to great lengths to get to the bottom of the matter or temporarily expose the matter, but he never expected the other party's reaction. So extreme.

This is flexing muscles!
They are asserting their sovereignty!
Being able to sit in this position, Richard is obviously not a pig. After thinking for a while, he understood that the reason why the RFG Group had such a big reaction and made such a big move was simply because it had not shown up for too long. I feel that there are more and more people doing small tricks now, and I am ready to show off my muscles and tell these guys who are doing things secretly who has the final say in Bamako.

"What a group of thugs..."

Richard sighed, then picked up the phone on the table and dialed.

beep...beep...

"Hello, I am Lina, secretary to His Royal Highness the Prince of Wales. Who are you looking for?"

It didn't take long for the phone to be connected, and Prince William's secretary was answering the call.

"I am Lieutenant Colonel Richard Jason, the commander of the Alluvial Military Camp. Please help me pick up His Royal Highness. Thank you."

Richard got right to the point without any delay.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The secretary on the other end of the phone responded, and then fell into silence for a while.

Richard waited quietly. Speaking of Gubia, Prince William also meant it. Now the situation was a little out of control. He needed to ask Prince William to see what the other party said.

"I'm William, what happened, Richard?"

Not long after, Prince William's slightly confused voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Your Highness, Gubia has been exposed."

Richard said in a deep voice.

"Then give it up. Do you still need me to teach you about this kind of thing?"

William frowned, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone. He came to him for such a trivial matter, which made him wonder if the other party had lived too comfortably these years.

"Your Highness, I cut off contact with Gubia as soon as it was exposed. It's just that the actions of the RFG Group were a bit excessive..."

Hearing the dissatisfaction in Prince William's tone, Richard did not dare to neglect, and immediately informed the other party of what happened in Bamako today and his judgment.

"You mean, RFG Group is flexing its muscles?"

Prince William frowned. The force displayed by the RFG Group exceeded the standard, far exceeding the force possessed by ordinary military groups. This made him a little annoyed.

Sean and Leslie teamed up to set him up. Although he reluctantly admitted defeat for the sake of profit, it didn't mean that he didn't want to get this situation back. This is why he hit it off with Richard. If it was true If he can succeed, then the Malian government will be at his disposal. When the time comes, even if the RFG Group reacts and wants to find someone to replace Gubia, it will always give him some time and he will be able to find a way to replace Gubia. The person was saved.

In this way, he can reach a delicate balance with Sean in the Malian government. Although it is still difficult to rely on the Malian government to obtain more benefits from Sean, it can also reduce the pressure of the Cape family. Benefits, benefits are worth a little more, and they can make Sean disgusted, so why not do it.

But now it seems that it is not that difficult to support someone to replace Augusta National. The brains of those African monkeys are like water. If they fail to succeed, they will fail more than they succeed. Now, RFG Group is taking advantage of this to shine. A lot of muscle, and also cleaned up some garbage.

In this way, those forces that want to cause trouble will inevitably be quiet for a while, and if he lets the Alluvial Military Camp continue to cause trouble, the target will be locked too easily. Even if the two sides do not break up, they will still be prepared for their own defense Obviously it will be higher, and the alluvial military camp is isolated in Bamako. I am afraid that it will be difficult to move and greatly lose its effect. It is simply not worth the gain. This is not what Prince William wants to see.

"Let's calm down for a while."

After a long time, Prince William gave an order and then hung up the phone.

In London, Prince William stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window with a glass of red wine, his eyes strange, as if he was looking into the distance or thinking about a problem.

"No matter how ferocious a beast, it's time to take a nap. Sean, I don't believe you are so invulnerable..."

In his opinion, Sean is an unruly beast. The opponent is ambitious, has a big mouth, and wants to devour everything viciously. No one can tame the opponent, but no matter how flawless a person is, one day his flaws will be exposed. , no matter how ferocious a beast is, it still takes a nap, but he doesn't believe that he can't handle Sean, and the attack on Sean in Caracas is the best proof.

The opponent is not invulnerable, and there are times when he takes it lightly. For example, this time, he almost lost his life!

and many more!

Under attack?

Suddenly, Prince William seemed to think of something. He picked up his mobile phone, found a number and dialed it.

beep...beep...

"I wonder what orders Mr. Painter has when he suddenly comes to me, a maggot in the sewer?"

After the call was connected, a hoarse male voice came from the other side.

"Mammon, help me kill someone."

William ignored the teasing in the other party's tone and directly stated his purpose.

"I'm very happy to help. I wonder who Mr. Painter wants to kill?"

The hoarse male voice on the other end of the phone didn't hesitate at all. For him, it didn't matter who he killed. What mattered was how much the character was worth if the painter could call him personally.

Although he was not very sure who the painter's true identity was, just because he was a member of the Illuminati, his identity must not be simple.

"Sean!"

William said solemnly that this was a decision he had just made after careful consideration. Sean had just been attacked, and the mercenary team that attacked him had not yet been found. At this time, if he asked others to take action, he could fish in troubled waters. , even if it does not succeed, there is no doubt on his head, so there is no possibility that the failure of the mission will cause the two sides to completely break up their faces, and in his opinion, the possibility of failure of this mission is not high.

"Mr. Painter, if I guess correctly, you should be talking about the so-called hyena in the Middle East, the actual controller of Mali, and the president of RFG Group, Sean?"

On the other end of the phone, Mammen took a breath. As for the name Sean, almost none of them who were involved in the underground world were unfamiliar with it. Each of them had a piece of basic information about the other party.

It has only been more than a year since it emerged. From the hyenas in the Middle East to the actual controller of Mali, the other party has done so many big things that they can't even think about it.

"That's right, let's give you the number."

William did not hesitate and confirmed the other party's guess.

"Five million dollars!"

On the other end of the phone, Mammon stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips, her ferocious eyes revealing extreme greed.

(End of this chapter)