Battlefield Contractor

Obviously, the transport team of the Orumi government forces did not expect that they would be attacked in the city. This is not the active area of ​​the ** army at all, and recently, because of the government's intensified attack against ** army guerrillas, harassment against them has almost ceased to exist. And it was this kind of carelessness that led to a tragic failure.

The transport team was attacked when they first entered the city. Before other government troops could arrive, Lin Rui and others had ended the battle.

"After leaving the second team, the others checked the vehicles and drove away all the moving trucks. Immediately!" Lin Rui ordered.

The guerrillas gave up the pursuit of the Orumi government transport team and instead drove away. These guerrillas had done many such activities before, and all of them were habitual offenders who robbed government transportation lines. He quickly recovered from the chaotic state, and then drove away with the looted materials. They did not follow the same route, but fled in all directions.

The surviving government soldiers were shocked to see these people running wildly. They have no idea where the other party is fleeing. When these guerrillas attacked, they swarmed like locusts, relying on powerful firepower to suppress them. After capturing the convoy, they broke up again, as if there was no organization and command at all, nor did they flee in the same direction. The whole process only lasted half an hour.

When other government troops arrived when they heard the news, there were only a dozen or so burnt vehicles left on the scene. Except for an armored transport vehicle that was not robbed due to serious damage, the other transport vehicles were looted.

"Who is in charge of this?" The government officer who rushed over said solemnly.

"It's Lieutenant Colonel Eric. He has been killed. The supplies have been taken." A surviving black soldier said in a panic.

"Who are they? Where did they go?" The officer grabbed him.

"I don't know, it should be the guerrillas, the guerrillas of the Anjie organization! They are large in number and have strong firepower." The black soldier shook his head.

The officer was furious, "Nonsense, how could they carry out an attack in the city? Besides, where did you come from? We never received an order for a convoy to arrive."

"I don't know, but they were everywhere just now." The black soldier shook his head.

The officer was furious and pushed the soldier away and walked to the only armored transport vehicle left. I was about to open the car door to check the condition, but a hand next to him pressed it on the car door first.

The officer turned his head in annoyance, but saw that the man pressing the door was a white man, wearing a gray suit and a brown head.

He smiled at the officer, "If I were you, I wouldn't do this. This is not your jurisdiction."

"Who are you?" the officer frowned.

"This is not something you can inquire." The man said coldly. The officer wanted to say something, but after seeing the people getting on and off from a car coming from a distance, his complexion changed drastically, he saluted him in a panic, and then stepped aside. Because the man from a distance is wearing a gray military uniform with a red hood on his head-the Red Baron! He just waved his hand, and a group of people also wearing gray military uniforms surrounded the whole scene.

The Red Baron walked to the man in the suit indifferently, "Conan, what's the loss here?"

"The loss was heavy. They only left us one car. It is estimated that it was left behind when it was badly damaged." Conan said in a low voice. He struggling to open the door of the car. Inside was a box of gold bricks. "Now, our Mr. President is going crazy." Conan whispered, "This should be the reserve funds transferred from other places."

"Huh, this is the savings of our secret agency in Africa for several years. Vasily, this idiot." The Red Baron said coldly, "I don't tell us about such a big thing. Now that such a big thing has happened, how can I see him? end."

"He should have heard the wind soon." Conan whispered, "This is a big deal, if the Grand Duke knew..."

"Leave a group of people watching the car, let's go!" The Red Baron suddenly turned around.

In the office, Orumi Federal President Vasily is talking on the phone in a cold sweat. The Red Baron took Conan and broke in without saying a word. Several bodyguards watched them, no one dared to stop the Killing Star wearing the red hood.

"Why are you here? Come here without prior notice." Vasily pretended to be calm.

"There is an actor who has always worked hard and has excellent acting skills. He finally got the role he dreamed of, played an important role, and played a king. But he was obsessed with his role and thought he really was. King. Do you think this is a particularly ridiculous thing?" The Red Baron said step by step.

"I don't understand what you mean." Vasily whispered.

"You don't understand, because you are very confused." The Red Baron sneered. "The Secret Service took the entire Orumi Federation and tried to make you the president. As a result, you really think you are someone. Maybe you are in the play. It’s too deep, I really think of myself as a Duke. You dare not notify us about the gold reserve and do it alone. I understand that you think we will steal your limelight. After all, you are the president now, and still Grand Duke in name. How can you show your ability without doing something?"

Vasily was embarrassed, "Baron, you misunderstood."

"It's you who misunderstood. You are no different from the White Gloves. You are not very capable and ambitious. You have completely misunderstood your ability and my strength." Red Baron said coldly. "I never thought about arguing with you. Because I know that even if I don’t have to prove myself, I’m better than you. I won’t try to curry favor with the Duke like you do, and try my best to show myself. Because what I do is for Your own ideals, not for others. And you are simply stupid!"

"Don't forget, I'm still Grand Duke." Vasily gritted his teeth. "Until there is no definite order, I will still be Grand Duke, even in name. I have the right to decide what to do."

"Yeah, that's why I came to see you. Because I'm afraid that maybe it's too late, I won't see you." The Red Baron sneered, "As his microphone, you should know his methods better than anyone."

Vasily's face was pale, and he whispered, "Baron, I know, this time I got into a catastrophe, save me."

"Too self-righteous, there is always a price to pay." Red Baron said slowly, "but I will not sit idly by, I have let my people act, you better remember this lesson."

(End of this chapter)