I'm a warlord in Africa!

Chapter 34: Advance! Advance by any means necessary!

Listening to Wang Wen's words, Cheng Mu didn't think this was a good idea.

Killing all the high-ranking officials in the state government? This is a bit difficult to do in practice.

And they all have to be killed in a short period of time, otherwise once they become alert, things will become more difficult.

But it’s hard to say how much trouble this matter will cause to Cheng Mu.

He had never taken the Ethiopian gorillas seriously.

Cheng Mu held a cigar in one hand and tapped the table lightly with the other, thinking quietly.

After a moment, he looked at Wang Wen and said calmly, "I have an idea."

"any solution?"

"I will ask Abdullah to surrender overnight, and then see how the other families react."

Wang Wen understood immediately and instantly realized what Cheng Mu meant.

But as a military strategist, he still raised the most important question in this link.

“Will Abdullah agree?”

After all, such a move would be tantamount to a complete break with the state government.

Cheng Mu patted Wang Wen on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, he will definitely agree."

"If it doesn't work, we will take military action."

Wang Wen nodded silently. He couldn't think of any good solution at the moment.

Cheng Mu called Abdullah back and said solemnly into the phone: "I want you to come over tonight and bring everyone in your family with you."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then only one word was replied.

"it is good!"

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Mu took a look at his system panel.

Abdullah's loyalty remained unchanged.

He looked at Wang Wen and said, "Go and prepare to welcome our friends."

Wang Wen said nothing more and walked out with a serious expression.

After Wang Wen left, Cheng Mu frowned and rubbed his temples.

Damn, the firepower is still insufficient!

If I had large missiles, I could just blow up the provincial government. Why would there be so much trouble?
He grabbed his cell phone and dialed Smith's number, and asked directly: "Can you get a missile launcher?"

There was a shock over there.

"Missile launcher? What kind do you want?!"

If possible, I'd like the kind that holds logs.

But Cheng Mu himself knew that for him now, that was a fantasy. After a pause, he said, "The more powerful it is, the better."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and then a voice came.

"All the high-tech weapons have been sent to the Middle East. Give me a month and I'll see if I can get an old model M142."

The M142 self-propelled rocket launcher, abbreviated as HIMARS, is a product of the US military 20 years ago, but Cheng Mu knows that this thing can still be used in Black Continent, and it can even be considered an advanced weapon in Black Continent.

HIMARS can launch 6 missiles at a time, with a maximum range of 300 kilometers. It can be operated by only 3 people, and can even be used by 1 person in extreme cases.

Moreover, this thing can run at a speed of nearly 100 kilometers per hour, and one missile can blow down a building. Its power is dozens of times greater than the small missiles thrown by current drones.

If we can get this thing, then the Niggas will understand what real bombing is.

He replied into the phone: "Sure, I want this, and please help me find out if you can get any information about the French. The Kundi State government is desperate and wants them to deal with me."

"French? I see. I'll ask my colleagues in Europe to keep an eye on this matter. Please be safe."

After hanging up the phone with Smith, Cheng Mu looked at the tactical map of Kundi State and gradually became absorbed in it.

night.

Dozens of cars drove into Tasia Town one after another. Cheng Mu, Wang Wen and other confidants stood in front of the office building and received Abdullah, who came with his family to surrender, with the highest courtesy. Looking at this calm and not too old politician, Wang Wen also completely accepted him at this time. There was no doubt about his loyalty now.

Cheng Mu walked forward, shook hands with Abdullah, and then smiled and said to the family members behind him: "Welcome. Our place of governance is in ruins and needs talents."

After the grand welcoming ceremony, Abdullah's family members were temporarily settled down, and then he, Cheng Mu and Wang Wen entered the office together.

Cheng Mu took out two cigars from the humidor and threw them in front of the two men casually.

When the room was filled with smoke, Cheng Mu said, "I will assign you a guard. During this period, your family members have been migrating to Beiba, and they need a lot of manpower."

Abdullah nodded. Beiba has a population of over one million, although it does not seem to be as large as the provincial capital now.

But he believed that as long as he followed the man in front of him, his future would be bright.

"Also, if other families contact you tomorrow, do your best to recruit them and tell them that I will give them a chance to survive."

Looking at Cheng Mu, Abdullah nodded solemnly.

This was the first thing Cheng Mu told him to do after arriving here, and he had to do it well.

Although Cheng Mu’s previous policy towards the aristocratic families was to kill, rob and burn them all, the past was the past, and the present is the present.

Politics has been an art of compromise since ancient times.

As long as it is beneficial to him, Cheng Mu will definitely do it.

For him, the most important thing is to move forward, by any means necessary!
……

The next day, in a hidden conference room in the state government building.

The governor and his senior government officials sat on the leather sofas with serious expressions.

They made an appointment last night to meet here the next day to discuss how to get rid of Cheng Mu with the least cost.

only……

Why hasn't Abdullah come yet? And the phone call is not working, there is no way to contact him.

Were you too tired from having sex with a woman yesterday that you couldn’t get out of bed?
Just when everyone was confused, a government official suddenly pushed the door open.

"Oh no! Secretary General Abdullah... and his family members... are all gone!"

"What!" The governor suddenly raised himself up from his chair.

After a brief moment of surprise, the other senior officials present quickly sent their own people to find out the news.

Half an hour later, the news sent back by the subordinates shocked everyone.

Abdullah's family actually left the provincial capital overnight.

What about their local industries? Are they going to give up everything?

Why did they leave and where did they go?

Some of the senior government officials present suddenly became panic-stricken.

At this time, Abdullah was sitting upright in the office prepared for him by Cheng Mu, smoking and looking at his mobile phone.

From this morning till now, his several mobile phones have been ringing with incoming calls.

Abdullah calculated that it was about time and that the others should have left the government building, so he picked up his cell phone and answered the call from his best personal friend.

"Damn it, where have you been?" When the call was connected, I could tell that the person on the other end was very anxious.

"I felt that working with that yellow guy was more promising, so I changed my boss."

"Fuck! Are you a fucking idiot? That yellow guy... will fucking kill your whole family! You fucking... wait!"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to suddenly think of something and paused for a moment.

Abdullah sat in his seat without any response. The room was silent except for the hissing sound of the burning tobacco in his hand.

Just as the cigarette was about to burn out, a trembling voice finally came from the phone.

"You... have you already hooked up with that yellow guy?"

(End of this chapter)