Battlefield Contractor

"Trash! I said it a long time ago. You have to do it yourself. But you let people from the Anmore Security Forces do it, and the result was completely broken. Are you embarrassed to say that you can find people? These people are Russians. Agents, they are very professional. If it is so easy to find, I won't let you do it yourself." Conan said angrily.

"Yes, sir, but..." the little boss whispered, "It's not that we are irresponsible, it's just that the baron temporarily assigned us to help him."

"Baron?" Conan frowned. "What's the matter?"

"This..." The head of the secret society was embarrassed.

"Forget it. However, since it's the Baron's business, it should naturally be handled first." Conan's expression was a little slow. "Remember, hurry up and investigate this matter. I want to know how many of these Russians are there and why they spy on us! Go."

"Yes, sir." The little head of the secret society turned and walked out. At this moment, the Red Baron walked in from outside, and the little head of the secret society didn't dare to look at the man wearing the red hood, and walked away with his head down.

"Baron." Conan stood up immediately.

"I heard that the investigation of the Russian intelligence team is not going well?" The Red Baron walked in.

"This...yes, it's just a little trouble." Conan replied.

"Recently, we have gotten closer to the Americans, and I guess the Russians are nothing more than trying to understand these related intelligence. They are not a big trouble." The Red Baron frowned, "Our real trouble right now is that The northern warlords headed by Logan. Recently they are trying to expand this battle to gain the attention of the international community. So we must fight quickly."

"But isn't the strategist going to continue to consume them like this? He thinks that as long as the war is dragged on to tomorrow, Logan and the other little warlords will not be able to hold it." Conan whispered.

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as imagined." Red Baron shook his head. "That Logan is cunning. If this war continues, he may excuse the large-scale humanitarian disaster caused by the war to allow the UN to let the Security Council peacekeeping. Troops intervene. Once the Security Council’s Blue Helmets intervene, the situation will become more complicated. Don’t forget that although Anmore in the North joined the Orumi Federation before, they are actually an independent country. They can report to the Council. Submit this request."

"The baron, what do you mean..." Conan tentatively asked.

"I want to end this war before the end of the fall. Our troops are sufficient to cope with this war, plus the Orumi Federation forces formed some time ago are already quite large. We are fully capable of resolving the battle within a few months. "Red Baron said solemnly.

"But Vasily's attitude is the same as that of a strategist, he tends to be conservative. He may not agree with us to do this." Conan looked at the Red Baron and said.

"His opinion is not in our consideration. He is just a puppet. Why should we listen to a puppet? Besides, we can directly ask the Grand Duke for instructions. I think the Grand Duke naturally knows the stakes." Red Baron Low Said, "Anmore in the north is not only for us oil and gas resources, but also a large complete industrial zone and an outlet to the northeast. This is very important for the Federation."

Conan nodded, "Then shall we ask the Grand Duke first?"

"I have asked for instructions. Vasily said that the time is not yet fully ripe. But if possible, the Grand Duke also supports us to win Anmore as soon as possible." Red Baron replied.

"Great, as long as there is the grand prince, others have nothing to say." Conan nodded, "but we are still continuing to transfer materials and funds from Russia. At this time, these Russian intelligence personnel appeared. It's always a problem. Baron, I hope you will allow me to mobilize the red tide troops."

The Red Baron pondered for a moment and said, "Why, are the people I gave you not enough?"

"It's not enough, but they are still too tender for these experienced Russian agents." Conan whispered.

"The Red Tide Troop is an elite troop that the secret agency has been active in various places for so many years. But now that we have established the Orumi Federation, everything should be given priority here, and they should also be recalled." The Red Baron said slowly. , "I will recall the Red Tide troops everywhere. At that time, I can give you certain permissions. But you'd better not mess with it."

"Yes, Baron." Conan nodded immediately.

At the garbage disposal station in Pelayali, Lin Rui and others have returned to their hiding place.

"How is your contact? Did you get in touch with the Russian intelligence team? I heard that there is complete martial law outside." Sergey whispered.

"It's worse than this. We ran into an ambush at the alternate contact point. We almost didn't get back alive. Hurry up and come and help." Lin Rui helped Krosov walk in, "Your compatriot was so young. The iron rod was suffocated. He should have a concussion. Help him to rest. I don't know if this guy has a head injury or hematoma."

"Let me see, it looks like it was not lightly hit." Sergey whispered. "But it shouldn't be a major problem. There are no symptoms of epilepsy." Sergey checked Krosov's eyes and turned around.

"Treat him the wound, and give him some analgesics, let him sleep to see the situation." Lin Rui waved his hand. "Lincoln, is there any special news during our time?"

"Yes, I was just looking for you." Lincoln whispered, "Vitak and his local intelligence team have sent reliable information, confirming that the Russian intelligence team has all been arrested."

"Did the secret society do it?" Lin Rui frowned.

Lincoln nodded, "Yes, and they also mentioned a special unit of the secret society."

"The special forces of the secret society? Are they the elite fighters of the Red Baron, or those wearing gray combat uniforms?" Lin Rui frowned.

"Not exactly." Lincoln whispered, "According to intelligence, this special unit is also under the leadership of the Red Baron. They were originally small teams that performed various secret missions around the world. However, several teams have returned recently. Orumi Federation. It should have been recalled by the Red Baron. Maybe they will not only have these squads, but there will be more people. It is said that these people have a strange name, called Red Tide Troops."

"Red Tide Troop? What is Red Tide?" Lin Rui was somewhat inexplicable.

(End of this chapter)