Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 472: Bewitching Augusta
"The promised reinforcements are here!"

A mercenary yelled and picked up his rifle again, trying to regroup. They had originally thought that the agreed reinforcements would not show up, because according to the original plan, if the infiltration failed and they had to attack by force, they would at least need to turn the opponent's real defensive position upside down, and then the reinforcements would decide according to the situation whether to launch a general attack with them to take over the mine in one fell swoop or take advantage of the chaos to carry out a decapitation and blow up the mine.

But now they only defeated the government soldiers guarding the outermost perimeter and couldn't even get in the real door. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of reinforcements, none of them would have survived. The enemy's artillery coverage was too dense. In just a short while, the mercenary team of more than 100 people was reduced to only more than 40 people, with more than half of them injured or killed. Even if they lay in the bunker, they could not avoid the bombardment of artillery shells.

boom!
Five standard Humvees with M2HB turrets equipped with M2 Browning heavy machine guns known as "Laoganma" came speeding in, frantically firing 12.7mm bullets at the RFG employees guarding inside.

tom tom tom...

The roar of "Laoganma" was still so powerful, showing that she was still strong despite her old age. She suppressed the guarding employees for a short time, but they could only be arrogant for a short while.

Tolstoy stood on the watchtower in the mine, observing the front through a telescope. His eyes trembled, and the scar on his face looked more hideous: "Everyone should be here. Let them taste the hail."

The deputy nodded, took out the communicator and passed on his orders.

The Second Artillery Corps position, which received the order, deployed as many as 24 Grad rocket launchers, with a salvo of up to 960 rockets.

Enough to turn the entire outer position upside down!

"One salvo, ready...fire!"

The commander waved his hand, and 24 Hail rocket launchers fired at the same time. The overwhelming rockets soared into the sky with long tails of flames. The scene was so fucking spectacular.

In the outer position, the attackers’ sudden fierce counterattack suppressed the guards’ firepower for a while. They rushed up with howls, ready to take down the guard position in one go.

The genetically enhanced team driving Hummers rushed to the front as the vanguard, and the roar of the heavy machine guns on the turrets never stopped.

"Gentlemen, get ready. We will have to abandon the car and rush into the mine in the chaos, then set up the bomb and send them into the sky!"

As the captain, Ludwig sat in the car and calmly conveyed orders. He did not think that they could really suppress the guards of this mine completely. The temporary suppression was just because the other side could not react. How could such a large mine have only such little firepower?

RFG Group’s main business is arms!
An arms company would be suppressed by their firepower?
It doesn’t seem real just thinking about it!

He always had a bad feeling in his heart, but he couldn't put it into words for the time being. But now the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. He could only pray secretly that no accidents would happen, at least not before they successfully installed the bomb.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

Suddenly, a sharp scream came from afar. This sound is very familiar to those who often hang out on the battlefield.

The sound of artillery shells flying through the sky!
"Back off! Back off! Back off!"

Ludwig pressed the earphone and shouted sharply. Such dense sounds, this was a super dense volley, even more dense than just now, and the enemy's artillery position was not destroyed by them!
Boom boom boom boom...

However, how could it be possible to retreat in time now?
The Hummer is not as fast as the rocket, and they were originally rushing forward. How could it be so easy to turn around and retreat at this time?
Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the pitch-black night like day. The sturdy Hummer and various pickup trucks driven by the mercenaries were unable to create even a wave as they were blown up into the sky on the spot, then fell heavily to the ground, tumbling several times, and flames burned fiercely. Not even the big raindrops could put out the fire in time!

For a while, the sound of explosions was endless. The entire outer position was plowed from the inside out. Even the soil was turned over. The Hummer and pickup trucks were all turned into scrap metal. As for the attackers?
Those who are not roasted are considered awesome!
"Let's go!" "Watch out for the search!"

After the bombing, a team of employees guarding the mine quickly rushed out and began searching. However, with so many bodies here, they naturally did not plan to check them one by one. That would be too troublesome and the workload would be too huge. There was no need to do so.

Their task is only to search the people inside the vehicles and confirm whether there are any guys who are not dead yet. If there are, they will give them another shot and send them to see their God. The bodies will be gathered and destroyed with white phosphorus incendiary bombs. Otherwise, if so many bodies are not dealt with, there will be a 100% chance that a virus plague will occur.

These employees have done similar things many times, and they are familiar with it. Perhaps the only difference is that there are more attackers this time, and there are more vehicles, etc., but there is no difference other than that. …

In Augusta's office in the government building in Bamako, Mali, he frowned and looked at the blond man sitting opposite him: "Sir, I don't understand what you are talking about."

These guys who claimed to be from the German Knights suddenly came to the government building today to see him, but the first words they said after seeing him frightened him a little, and he even had the urge to immediately call the guards in to kill all these people.

These shitty guys who came from nowhere actually told him that they could help him deal with Sean, truly make Mali independent, and allow him to build the country independently according to his own wishes!

shit!

These guys have no idea how powerful RFG is!
They don’t even know how weak Mali is!
The reason why Augusta was able to sit firmly on the position of Prime Minister was not because of how capable he was, on the contrary, he was able to sit firmly on this position because he was obedient enough and was willing to be a fool who ignored everything and only cared about enjoying himself!

Take a look at his office now!

Leather sofas, marble floors, gold ornaments, valuable paintings, these are things he had never enjoyed before. His previous office looked like a thatched house that had been abandoned for eighteen years and no one had lived in it. But now, he had made it magnificent!

He didn't know anything about the damn German Knights. He only knew that in Mali, the RFG Group was the most powerful and no one could disobey the RFG Group!

"Mr. Prime Minister Augusta, I know you understand what I mean. You are just afraid, but you should know that many mines and industries of the RFG Group have been attacked recently. Many people have died, including soldiers of your government army. As the Prime Minister, you should be very clear about this matter."

The blond man was not annoyed by the other party's non-cooperation. He knew very well what the other party was thinking. However, he was just trying to see if he could convince the other party. If he could really convince the other party, it would be the best if it could bring more trouble to the RFG Group and not spend too much effort. However, if he could not convince the other party, then he would not suffer any loss. The worst that could happen was that he would just force the other party to cooperate with their actions.

"You guys did all these things?"

Augusta's pupils shrank slightly. Of course he knew that the industries of RFG Group had been frequently attacked by unknown armed forces recently. Moreover, the armed personnel who launched each attack seemed to be well-equipped and all of them were elite. Some attacks were successful and some failed, but the losses of RFG Group were not small. And not only RFG Group, but also the industries of that Habsburg Group had also been targeted. He didn't expect that it was these guys in front of him who did it.

"Now that you know this, you should know that being able to mobilize so many forces to deal with the RFG Group means that we are not weaker than the RFG Group, and we are even stronger. You should know that we are not just dealing with the RFG Group, but also the Habsburg family. And I can also reveal to you that the attacks on RFG are not only in Africa, but also in the Middle East, and their headquarters will soon be attacked. Our power is beyond your imagination. RFG is about to be finished."

The blond man said in a bewitching tone: "If you are willing to join us now, then we can assure you that when everything is settled, you will still be the prime minister of this country, and we will not be like the RFG Group that firmly controls everything in the country and keeps you like a puppet. You can fully display your talent for governing the country and make this country strong and rich. Everyone will sing praises of your merits. Perhaps in the history books many years from now, it will be written that the rise of Mali is inseparable from a prime minister named Augusta, who has devoted his life to making this country great!"

It has to be said that the blond man's words had a great impact on Augusta. His breathing became a little heavy. If possible, he certainly wanted to make Mali strong and rich through his own efforts, rather than just being the cake on the table of jackals, tigers and leopards, being shared by others while he sits in the office in the government building playing online games on his computer, as if all the development of this country has nothing to do with him!

Seeing that the other party was moved, the blond man smiled and said while the iron was hot: "Think about it, your evaluation will no longer be an insignificant prime minister of a small country, and it is very simple to achieve all this, that is to cooperate with us. Believe me, RFG Group is too busy to deal with you now, because dealing with us has made Sean tired enough. You just need to make a phone call and ask Joseph, the head of their African region, to come to your office, and then kill him. The employees of RFG Group in Africa will be in a state of disarray, and it will be easier for us to deal with them. In addition, we will arrange the most professional and powerful bodyguards for you to ensure that you will not die from the assassination of some employees of RFG Group or the rebellion of your soldiers. We will help you to regain control of the country's army!"

Augusta swallowed, his eyes flickered a few times, and finally nodded, picked up the phone on the table and dialed Joseph's number. His fingers trembled as he hovered over the dial button, looking a little conflicted.

"That's right, great Prime Minister, dial it out and trick him over. You know what to do. You can do it well, right? Because you are Augusta, the greatest man in this country, and you are fighting for a great cause!"

The smile on the blond man's face became more and more obvious. He knew that the fish had been completely hooked. As long as they could successfully kill Joseph, their mission would be accomplished. The opponent's deployment in Africa would fall into chaos, which would definitely make Sean, who was far away at the headquarters, anxious and angry. Augusta's cooperation would add some troubles to Sean.

As for Augusta's final outcome?

What does that have to do with him?
Their purpose was not to help Augusta control Mali. Their mission was only to target the RFG Group. Moreover, if they or their people could successfully assassinate Sean, perhaps the Nazis would be able to swallow up everything of RFG in Mali, and even everything of the Habsburg family. After all, if the RFG Group was really killed by them, then the Habsburg family would actually be just a dish for them, and it would not be difficult to deal with it.

In the Bamako White Dove Security Station, Joseph rubbed his swollen temples, his face looked a little tired, his eyes trembling, and he ordered his subordinates in a ferocious tone: "Arrange it, even if you have to turn the whole Mali upside down, you must find these bitches and kill them. I will call Miller, his people will help us find these rats hiding in the dark. No one has ever been able to retreat unscathed after attacking our RFG Group's industry!"

The subordinate nodded and responded: "I understand, Mr. Minister. In accordance with your will, we will dig deep into the ground to find these rats and kill them!"

After his subordinates left, Joseph picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip. The coffee without sugar tasted extremely bitter in his mouth and was quite unpalatable, but the refreshing effect was better than the coffee with sugar. Ever since the mine in the Kai region was attacked, it was as if a switch was triggered. Subsequently, at least eight mines and more than twenty supermarkets and other industries were all attacked. Some were directly blown up, and some blocked the attackers. But there was no doubt that in this wave, the loss of RFG Group was at least more than 10 billion US dollars. He could imagine Sean's furious look at the headquarters now!
(End of this chapter)