Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 578 Chapter 569
The squadron leader said with a helpless look on his face, and at the same time, he felt heavy in his heart. The 119th floor was just the beginning, and if he went deeper inside, he didn't know what he would encounter. In short, he had just approached and encountered such a monster that could withstand direct bombardment by rockets. With the current state of their team, it was too risky to continue the mission, and there was no need for it at all. It was not like they were short of employees. The last thing RFG Group lacked was employees, and when they were in doubt, they could just call for support.

They have gone through this process many times from yesterday to now, and can be said to be very familiar with it.

But no matter how familiar they are with the route, it still takes time. However, the monsters on this floor obviously don't intend to give them such a pitiful amount of time.

An employee just took out a cigarette and was about to light it when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark shadow passing by. He was so frightened that his scalp suddenly exploded and his hair stood on end. He stared at the direction where the dark shadow had just flashed and said alertly: "Be careful, there is something going on!"

The team members became alert instantly. As teammates, they would never doubt their teammates' words. This is the iron rule of a team.

As for some movies and other works, there will always be a scene where someone in a team is on alert and others think it is a joke or a prank and turn around to make fun of this person. This kind of thing may actually happen only because of the plot of the movie. It is basically impossible to happen in reality. It is not absolute. After all, species are diverse, and no one can guarantee that there are no such weirdos. Of course, as for how such a weirdo became an elite soldier, only God knows.

Whoosh!
Suddenly, a sound of air being pierced reached everyone's ears.

"Ah, Falk!"

What followed was a scream of shock and anger, and an employee was seen being pierced through the chest by something that looked like a tongue flying from a distance!

As the tongue rolled and retracted, it rolled the employee away.

"Fake Squid!"

Da da da…………

Whoosh!
The other employees looked in the direction where the tongue came from in shock and anger, and saw a creature about two and a half meters long, slightly smaller than the big guy, with muscles exposed to the air. It was lying on the ground, and its long tongue was extending from its ugly mouthparts, wrapping around the employee and then pulling back.

Seeing the employees firing at it, it did not endure it like the big guy just now. Instead, it kicked and bounced with its limbs and dodged quickly. Its reaction was very quick, and its IQ seemed to be much higher than that of the big guy.

Boom!

The sound of individual missiles exploding was heard, but a missile that failed to hit the target was of no use.

"hiss!"

The monster grasped the ceiling with its limbs, and its tongue temporarily gave up its prey and retracted into its mouthparts, letting out a terrifying howl at everyone.

But the employee was already breathing out more than breathing in when he fell to the ground, with a large hole in his abdomen that went from front to back. It was obvious that he couldn't be alive.

Da da da……

The other employees locked onto its position and pulled the trigger. Blood splattered on the monster, and it immediately fell from the ceiling. However, this did not seem to cause much damage to it. It flipped over in the air and landed on all fours. Then the guy flicked his tongue and shot out at a high speed.

Whoosh!
"Fake Squid!"

The employee who had just launched the individual anti-tank missile saw the tongue with spikes on the front flying towards him at a high speed. He cursed angrily, turned his body hard, and avoided the fatal blow with the posture of a dog chewing shit.

Da da da……

The gunfire never stopped, but the monster was also very smart. Seeing that it could not do anything to them, it fled after leaving a pool of blood at the scene. If they wanted to find the guy again, they had to go deeper, but no one knew what kind of danger was hidden inside, and they had casualties, so how could they dare to track him rashly?
"Damn, this monster is cunning!"

The squadron leader half-squinted his eyes. This was the first monster they had found that showed a little intelligence. This monster knew how to sneak attack, how to avoid, and knew to retreat if it couldn't defeat them, instead of fighting them to the death.

"It can sneak attack, dodge, and run away. This monster... is like a seasoned hunter!"

An employee said thoughtfully.

"Dude, you forgot to mention one more thing. This guy still holds a grudge!"

The employee who launched the individual anti-tank missile couldn't help but take over the conversation. As the first person to be sought after by the monster, he felt it particularly deeply. The monster's attack on him was definitely not a coincidence; it was aimed at him!
As they were talking, everyone had already retreated to the elevator, and as the elevator door opened, they all got in. Going up and going down were two different things, when coming down from above they had to leave enough space for reaction and counterattack, but going back from below was different, they had already cleared all the space above, so they didn't have to worry about opening the door to meet the enemy, so they could all go in directly.

Ding!
The elevator stopped at the 110th floor. This floor was originally supposed to be an entertainment area of ​​the laboratory, but Sean set it up as a temporary base for the underground laboratory cleaning team. After all, it would be too troublesome to go to the top every time, and the more time they had to waste, the more it would be worth it, which was completely not worth it.

The employees came out of the elevator and entered the disinfection passage, then underwent an injury assessment to ensure that they had no wounds before changing their clothes. This was done to ensure to the greatest extent possible that no one would carry the virus out and to eliminate all potential threats. Although it might not be possible to do it 100%, this is all they can do, and the rest is up to fate.

After the handover according to the procedure, another squadron on standby quickly set off. After receiving weapons and equipment, they stepped onto the elevator of the 119th floor. At the same time, the RFG database has added basic information on two more monsters. These things may provide some help in future research. Of course, now it is mainly to enable employees to better deal with those monsters and clean up the entire laboratory. Hi, Boss, what's up?"

Joseph's steady voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Listen, Joseph, go to Prime Minister Augusta now and tell him to be ready to seal off all the industries and mining companies of the Capet family in Mali. At the same time, have our people immediately arrest the Capet family team members and send them to the company's headquarters to await their fate."

Sean instructed Joseph on the other end of the phone.

"I understand. I'll arrange it right away. But Boss, if we do this, the Capet family..."

Joseph didn't know that Sean was already prepared to deal with the Capet family. Although he would do what Sean said without hesitation, he would also ask about the doubts in his heart.

"Don't worry, Joseph. The Capet family was so foolish as to throw themselves into the arms of terrorists. They even sent people to assassinate Prince William. This is simply unforgivable. Our RFG Group has always been peace-loving and will never go along with terrorists." Sean showed a cunning smile.

"I understand Boss, I'll do it right away!"

Joseph was of course aware that the Capet family did not send anyone to assassinate Prince William, because they were the ones who sent that person. Simon and Taylor were currently at the company's headquarters in Mali. Sean was putting the blame on the Capet family, and from the tone of his voice, one could tell that the blame was probably very tight, the kind that couldn't be washed away even by jumping into the Moselle River, otherwise Sean wouldn't be so eager to break up with them.

After Sean hung up the phone, Joseph immediately asked someone to prepare the car and drove straight to the Bamako government building.

The security environment in Bamako today is much better than before. The asphalt roads are extremely smooth, the environment is clean and tidy, and there are no longer refugees everywhere. Except for fewer high-rise buildings, other aspects are almost the same as those of cities in some peaceful countries.

Of course, it’s not that the refugees are really gone. Sean is not doing charity, nor is he here to build the nation. He is just a simple vampire and capitalist. The main reason why the refugees disappeared is that after the cooperation between the RFG Group, the Capet Family and Prince William, Sean asked Augusta to introduce a law.

All begging and wandering in tattered clothes are prohibited, otherwise people will be punished for the crime of disturbing the city appearance.

That's right. The fundamental reason for the lack of refugees is the ban on refugees. All the refugees in Bamako were originally concentrated in refugee camps on the outskirts of Bamako, which are equivalent to slums. However, compared with slums in other countries, the slums in Bamako are dirtier, more chaotic and more monotonous. The Bamako army is stationed outside and prohibits any poor people from coming out. In other words, the Bamako government is not letting them fend for themselves, but letting them rot in there.

Of course, if they are young and strong and can serve as labor, they will be sent to various mines, factories, construction sites, etc. to work in exchange for cheap wages.

Eat the worst food, do the most work, and get the least continuous labor.

For the time being, this system can only be implemented in Bamako and several surrounding cities. The Augusta government has limited control over the country, so it is already very good to be able to achieve unification.

It’s very funny that the people with the best living conditions in Bamako are not the native residents of Bamako, but members of the Capet family, the Windsor family, and Sean’s team who came to Mali to “open up the land”.

In the Augusta Government Building, Augusta stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window of his office, gazing into the distance with a hint of sadness, helplessness and deep numbness in his eyes.

At first, he chose to cooperate with Sean and betrayed Apu just out of desire for power. After he came to power, he wanted to do something for Mali, but reality gave him a ruthless slap in the face. He found that he could do nothing. The so-called power was nothing more than being a dog for others. Under his regime, his people's lives became more miserable, and he played a very important role in it.

But he couldn't resist, and he had no intention of resisting. He didn't want to end up like Apu, and he might even be directly sentenced as a criminal in Mali. Now all he could do was to go all the way. At least he lived a good life, with wealth and glory, suits and ties, and all kinds of luxurious decorations in his office. This was the benefit he got.

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

"please come in."

Hearing a knock on the door, Augusta withdrew his thoughts and turned around.

A hot black female secretary pushed the door open and said respectfully: "Mr. Prime Minister, Director Joseph of RFG Group is here. Let me inform you."

Yes, this guy Augusta also uses a female secretary. He has fully understood the essence of the saying "secretaries do things when there is work to do, and do nothing else when there is nothing to do".

"Invite him in quickly!"

Augusta gave the other party an order without hesitation, then adjusted his collar in front of the mirror, looking quite respectable.

Joseph was very happy about this. Every time the other party came, they would let his secretary or guard inform them before coming in. At least they were polite and respectful. Only then would he feel that he was respected like a human being. Although the other party might not take him seriously at all, at least they were willing to put in some superficial effort, which was enough.

Unlike that Chinese guy, he is too lazy to even put on a show and always just barges in with extreme arrogance.

"Hey, Mr. Prime Minister Augusta, how are you doing?"

Joseph walked into Augusta's office under the guidance of the other party's female secretary, looked around casually, and said meaningfully: "It seems that Prime Minister Augusta has been living a good life recently."

"Hey, I was cultivated by your company. Everything I have now is given by you. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Augusta's eyes flickered with a hint of unnaturalness. Maybe Joseph was just saying it simply and had no other intention, but when he heard the other party's greeting, it sounded as harsh as if he was pointing at his nose and scolding him. It was indeed not easy to be a lackey.

"The boss has issued a new order to immediately seal off all of the Capet family's businesses in Mali. Their leasing companies, hospitals, water plants, real estate companies, freight companies, power companies, and underground mines. Send people to seal them all off immediately. Our employees will cooperate with you."

Joseph naturally had no mood to waste time talking to the other party, so he gave the order directly.

"But if this happens, the Capet family..."

Augusta frowned. Caught between these jackals and tigers, he had to act with caution. If he was not careful, he would be doomed.

"Mr. Prime Minister Ojusta, don't forget who put you in your current position. Since the boss has given such an order, you just need to follow it instead of questioning it!"

Joseph frowned, banged his hand on the table, and spoke in a tough tone.

"Okay, I understand. I'll do it right away."

Augusta had no choice but to accept the offer. He didn't dare to bargain at all. He wanted to be careful, but he was afraid of being liquidated by the other party. Sean's method
The new squadron stopped at the 118th floor

(End of this chapter)