Battlefield Contractor

Along the northwestern border of Turimo, the traffic environment is extremely harsh. The life of copying the website to visit here is extremely difficult, daily supplies cannot be supplied on time, and contact with the outside world is completely cut off, making people here fall into a difficult life that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Rely on trees for food, wear a piece of cloth, and aid for development. This is a joke, but behind the joke is the helpless bitterness of poor Africa.

Relying on trees for eating means that many African countries have large areas of tropical rainforest. If you are thirsty and hungry, just pick a mango, papaya or banana from the tree to fill your stomach. Wearing a piece of cloth means that the climate is hot and there is no need for extra clothes. The traditional clothing of many tribes is just a piece of cloth that wraps the body with no tailoring. As for development relying on aid, it is actually not accurate enough. Many places rely on aid even for food. This is the case in the northwestern region of Turimo.

At about three in the afternoon, Lin Rui and others rushed to the border cargo transfer station more than 300 kilometers away. The place is very simple, some rows of unpainted bungalows. An armed garrison of thirty or forty people is guarding here. This is the only border guard of Turimo in this area.

There are a few old-fashioned tractors in the transfer station, which have been parked in the garage for more than 10 years and cannot be repaired. The two drivers are paid for nothing. The other mechanical vehicles are only available for two trucks, and the other vehicles are close. scrapped.

Upon learning that General Wollman had personally arrived, these soldiers lined up to welcome them in earnest. But that General Wallman was a fake, and he certainly wouldn't take advantage of the situation to inspect the troops and give a speech or something. Just wearing that general uniform, covering his face with sunglasses, sitting under the protection of a group of bodyguards and guards.

"This place is really poor enough that I can't find a decent chair. Even our general can only sit on the small bench he brought." Sergey said helplessly.

"Tulimo was not originally rich, let alone this is the border." Lin Rui shook his head.

"There are many important reasons for poverty in Africa. For many years, it has been Western developed countries that have mastered the dominant position of the African economy. After the independence of African countries, the original colonial economy still exerts a great influence.

Although the colonists are gone, they exist for another high-sounding reason, which is to use economic aid to continue to exploit and plunder resources and suppress the development of national industries. This is actually another form of control. They don't want colonial countries to develop and become stronger at all. Although they have given more aid, they have received more benefits. "Jiang An shook his head.

"Forget it, don't complain about the actuary. These are not things that we can change. What we can change is the fate of General Wallman who is about to be killed." Lin Rui shrugged. "The aid convoy is expected to arrive in an hour. All teams are ready to enter their respective positions. Take action."

O2's mobility is never a joke. After a few minutes, they entered their respective predetermined locations and notified Lin Rui via wireless communication. "Group B has completed the deployment." Lincoln replied.

"Group C is also complete." Sandro's voice replied.

Lin Rui tapped the earphone and said in a low voice, "Snake Eye, Yelena?"

"The sniper team has entered the sniper position. As long as the enemy appears, we can sniper at any time to assist the personnel inside the cargo terminal." Yelena whispered.

"Good job." Lin Rui turned off the communication and turned to the captain of General Wallman's guard next to him, "When the aid convoy arrives, don't be too nervous, just as usual. They should not do it right away, one after another. After several failed assassinations, they will want to ensure the success rate. So let the fake generals be careful not to reveal obvious flaws."

The captain nodded and whispered, "Do you need to inform those garrisons to cooperate with us?"

"No, they don't have much effect, and once they know the truth, they will be nervous. This will bring great hidden dangers to our actions. If the other party finds out, our lure enemy will fail. In this case, Everything in this operation is meaningless." Lin Rui shook his head.

The captain nodded, "Well, I will let them cooperate with us after the battle begins."

Lin Rui nodded, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it. To the black soldier who pretended to be General Wallman next to him, "Don't be nervous, we won't let you have something to do. So many people are protecting you, you just have to be honest and don't move."

The black soldier nodded. Although he was nervous, because he was a black man and he wore wide sunglasses on his face, he couldn't see anything abnormal at all. From a distance, it was pitch black, and he might not even be able to see his facial features. As long as the body is similar, there is no fear that the assassin will find it wrong.

After waiting for a while, the member of group c who was on the guard mission at the farthest sent a message. "There is a convoy approaching along the road. There are six trucks in total, all of which are loaded container vehicles."

"How is the guard?" Lin Rui whispered.

"Several assault vehicles, and a light wheeled armor." Sandro reports.

"Don't be exposed, let them in. When they enter the cargo station area, they will seal and lock the road quietly. Put them in their pockets." Lin Rui said slowly.

"Understand!" Sandro of Group C said solemnly.

The dust in the distance gradually became obvious, and the captain of the guard beside Lin Rui whispered, "Here, what shall we do?"

"Don't move first, it's like a normal delivery of goods, sending someone to inspect the goods. When you sign for confirmation, show the list of goods to the general." Lin Rui whispered. "The general stay here, don't go ahead, so they won't act rashly."

"Sir, are you sure that the other party is the assassin? If they are the US military, our trouble will be big." The captain of the guard whispered.

"They were fifteen minutes behind the scheduled time. These fifteen minutes are enough for an elite team to take over the convoy. Those American troops should have been killed on the road, and they must have been pretended by assassins now. Get rid of these. People, Yankees will only be grateful to you." Lin Rui said slowly.

Soon the convoy had entered this cargo transfer station, and the soldiers stationed at the cargo station let them in. Then there was a routine inventory of supplies. Those people didn't get out of the car, they just stayed in the car. The soldiers in several **** cars were guarding their surroundings with guns.

Lin Rui whispered, "They were very nervous when they saw that those people weren't there. Even when they arrived at their destination, they weren't as lazy as the U.S. soldiers. Instead, they were watching their surroundings vigilantly. If they were really Americans, they should be at this time. Get out of the car and move around, chewing gum in your mouth."

The captain nodded, "Indeed, they seem to be on guard."

Lin Rui connected the communication, "The teams are paying attention, staring at everyone in that team."