Battlefield Contractor

Lin Rui also saw Sergey and others returning, and deliberately said to Wiesel quietly, "As long as you agree to cooperate, the Americans will provide arms and funds, as well as related equipment use and combat training. You also know. , They have always been generous in this regard."

Wiesel nodded, "I can imagine. But I want to ask, what if I refuse to cooperate?"

"It's okay to refuse to cooperate, but you have to make sure to keep your distance from those terrorists. Otherwise they are likely to drag you down. You also understand that once an organization is classified as a terrorist. First, the reputation is ruined, and secondly , Your dealings with other forces will not be so convenient. No one is willing to take the risk of cooperating with terrorists." Lin Rui shook his head.

"Are you threatening us? Or are you teaching us what to do?" a Tuareg sneered.

"How to understand is your business. I don't want to say too clearly." Lin Rui smiled slightly.

Wiesel waved his hand, "Let's discuss this matter first, and then make a decision later."

"Are you still undecided?" Lin Rui looked at him and said, "It seems that the secret agency has really invested a lot of money. Not only did they give you vehicles, weapons and ammunition, they even promised you missiles, right? ? Otherwise you won't go with them easily."

Wiesel shook his head, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Then pretend that you already understand. I tell you the truth, those missiles were stolen by Russians. The Russians are looking for people who use these missiles. Don't be afraid to catch fire, so you can accept it. But I have to warn you. The Russians are more fierce than the Yankees." Lin Rui shrugged, "There is no such thing as taking advantage and not losing money. Especially the people in the secret society, they are really cannibals without spitting out bones."

Wiesel looked at Lin Rui and said, "You drank too much."

"I'm not drinking too much, I'm consuming too much. I will come to you after consuming too much to give you this opportunity. In fact, you Tuareg people are not independent and it is my business. Since you don't appreciate it. , I have nothing to say." Lin Rui shook his head.

"If I didn't know you, I might believe it. But you are not like a person who gives up easily." Wiesel looked at Lin Rui.

"At the end of this month, the Americans want to talk to you. You can decide the specific time and place." Lin Rui smiled slightly, "I'm just here to bring a message."

While speaking, a heavily armed Tuareg hurried over and said a few words in Wiesel's ear.

"What?" Wiesel grabbed him, "What you said is true? All dead?!"

The Tuareg's face was a little pale and nodded, "There was a fire inexplicably, and the upstairs was burned to a mess, but the people below were all right. But the ones upstairs were all dead."

Wiesel pushed him away, turned his head and pointed at Lin Rui and shouted, "Is it you?"

"What is me?" Lin Rui said calmly.

"There was a fire inexplicably on the north side of my camp, don't you say it has nothing to do with you!" Wiesel approached him.

"Fire in the camp?" Lin Rui frowned. "This is not a trivial matter. Haven't your guards received firefighting training? If you need it, our company also provides such training. Base security usually includes military training. In view of our relationship, I can offer you a 10% discount."

"Huh, you know that there lives..." A Tuareg armed leader slapped the table and stood up.

"Shut up!" Wiesel looked back abruptly.

The Tuareg armed leader seemed to have realized something and swallowed the second half of the sentence back. Then he changed his words and said, "You know that our distinguished guests live there, and you must have instructed you to go and set the fire. Otherwise, well, how could there be a fire suddenly?"

"Suddenly it caught fire, that's a good thing." Lin Rui nodded. "Your barracks are on fire. If there is no fire hazard, someone set it on fire. But my people are all in this room, enjoying the dinner provided by Chief Wiesel. Do they know how to do it?"

"Exactly." Sergey gnawed a fleshy bone while shaking his head. "We are all here, how can we set fire?"

"Someone must be making trouble." Wiesel took a deep breath and leaned into Lin Rui's ear, "Is it you?!"

Lin Rui glanced at him and said, "As you said just now, I am not a person who gives up easily."

"Is it worth it?" Wiesel asked.

"People like us only ask about the result, not the means." Lin Rui said calmly.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you all?" Wiesel looked at him.

"You killed us, and it doesn’t help. The thing has been done. The people of the secret society died on your territory. Your cooperation with them will be destined to be unable to continue. And you Tuareg people in the future In the days, you always have to choose one side to stand in the team. Now it is your only choice to follow the Americans to fight terrorism. It would be unwise to kill us." Lin Rui smiled slightly.

"Are you betting that I dare not kill you?" Wiesel's face became very ugly.

"No, I'm betting you won't give up the future and destiny of the Tuaregs." Lin Rui shook his head calmly.

Wiesel turned around abruptly and shouted sharply at the Tuaregs, "This fire is arson!"

"Grab them for me!" Another Tuareg armed leader pointed at Lin Rui and waved.

"Wait!" Wiesel turned his head and said, "It's not them. How could they go out and set fire when they talked and dine with us? It was someone else who set the fire. Our guards have surrounded the building and ordered Kill everyone in that building. Then check the dead body and register the identity of all terrorists.

Get the list of all the terrorists killed and ask Mr. Rick to take it back. As a testimony that we Tuareg will never go with terrorists. "

The Tuareg militant was a little startled, Wiesel turned and shouted, "Did you not hear my orders?"

"Ming...understood." The Tuareg militant had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk away.

"Mr. Rick, now you have the results you want. Tell the Americans that we will meet with them on time to discuss specific cooperation issues." Wiesel slowly turned around and said, "Escort Mr. Rick and the others back. Keep them safe."

Lin Rui and others, surrounded by some Tuareg people, returned to their residence. Several other Tuaregs surrounded Wiesel, and they all whispered to Wiesel nervously, "Sir Wiesel, what is going on, why are you letting go of these hires? Soldiers?"