Battlefield Contractor

Lin Rui and the others reorganized the squad and set off as required. In Tripoli, a special person took the waterway and took them to Sirte Port. In the port of Sirte, they met the mongoose. He seemed to be the same, wearing a dirty robe and a turban around his head.

The mongoose took them to the upper floor of a small hotel in the port area. "The owner of this hotel is his own. It is quite safe. You can see the four corners around from the attic, which can be used as an early warning." The mongoose whispered. Said, "At least these few days, you can stay here at ease."

"What's wrong, is the atmosphere in the city very tense?" Lin Rui frowned.

"Within this week, there have been many executions in the city. According to the official statement, all those killed were terrorists. But in fact, there are anyone in there. Anyone who opposes them will be arrested. It was executed immediately without interrogation. Sirte is no longer what he used to be. Even during Gaddafi's time, there was no autocratic dictatorship like this." The mongoose looked at Lin Rui.

Lin Rui frowned, "How could it suddenly become like this?"

"Remember our last action? After Ahmed was assassinated by us, the Sirte government was in chaos. The Orumi Federal Army and the Sirte government organized an investigation committee together. Since last week, this The investigation committee officially took power. All those who did not cooperate with them were unlucky. They used the assassination of Ahmed to make a fuss, claiming that there were rapes and traitors in the Sirte government. Ahmed's assassination was Acts of terrorists colluding with traitors.

The Sirte government was thoroughly cleaned up, and all were replaced by people who obeyed the Orumi Federal Army. Two-thirds of the original government cabinet were found to be rapes and traitors, or dissidents sympathizing with terrorists, and were arrested and shot. The night before, gunshots in the city rang all night. "The mongoose smiled bitterly," If it was said that before, the local government of Sirte and the Olumi Federal Army were jointly in charge. Now, the situation is basically dominated by the Orumi Federal Army. The current Sirte local government is essentially just a puppet under their arbitrary manipulation. "

Lin Rui was silent for a while and said, "This is the usual practice of the secret society, cultivating local armed forces as puppets. They are trying to turn Sirte into another Orumi Federation."

The mongoose nodded, "The city is under martial law all day, and there is no real news on the radio or in the newspapers. It is all a good word for the Orumi Federal Army. They are the real brothers of the Sirtes, yes. Come to help the Sirtes build a real democracy. Anyway, everyone knows it is nonsense, but they have to listen. In short, the atmosphere has been very tense recently."

Lin Rui looked at him and said, "How about the snakeheads who organized the smuggling of Sirte?"

"They haven't experienced any blow. However, the sea has been severely blocked recently, and it is basically impossible to smuggle. A large number of illegal immigrants and smugglers from other countries are stranded in the local area." The mongoose whispered, "You guys. The Hamish Imri I was looking for was originally a local snake and a port bully in Sirte Harbor. However, because of his collusion with the local armed organization, no one can move him. Currently, he is in the port area."

"Where is he? How many people are there to protect?" Lin Rui asked.

The mongoose called Lin Rui to the window upstairs and pointed to a white house in the distance. "Have you seen there? It's the white house. There is Hamish Imri's nest. He A shipping company was opened there, on the surface it was doing a transportation business. In fact, it was doing smuggling."

"No one cares about him?" Lin Rui frowned.

"No one dares to care about him. He carries more than 20 well-armed bodyguards all year round. Don't say that he is only engaged in smuggling and smuggling. Most people just think this is a port and they have to pay him taxes." Itachi smiled bitterly.

"Courageous enough, he actually collects taxes by himself?" Sergey frowned.

"After the war in Libya, for a while, Sirte was almost a land of no ownership. It was this Hamish Imri who was here to dominate and blackmail wealth in the name of protection. Rely on him There is someone behind him, and no one can do anything to him. He is simply the underground king of Sirte Harbour. Whoever wants to live a peaceful life in this port must pay him taxes. Otherwise, it’s not good here. The days passed, either the ship was damaged or the warehouse caught fire.

So in this port, he even has a nickname called the Underground Tax Officer. "The mongoose explained.

"Underground tax officer?" Lin Rui mocked, "It sounds like just a gangster who collects protection fees everywhere."

"Yes, he is a bully who bullies the market. But the only difference between him and other bullies is that he has the support of armed groups behind him." Meerkat shook his head. "This Hamish Imri was originally a member of the Maritime Guard. Before the fall of the Gaddafi government, this Maritime Guard gathered a group of gangsters and turned into an anti-Gaddafi militia. With the aid of the French’s weapons and materials. Although it is not as good as it was in the past, it still has some family background. Therefore, in this port, it is not easy to offend them.

"How many weapons are there in that place?" Lin Rui asked while looking at the white house in the distance.

"The number is not very large, only dozens of people. Most of them are Hamish Imri's thugs. They are entrenched there, blatantly engaging in smuggling, and organizing smuggling, and the local police can't help them." The mongoose whispered. "For you, these dozens of people are not a problem at all. But the difficulty is that now is an extraordinary period, and you can't make too much movement."

"How much can there be any movement? We kill directly, and within ten minutes we will be able to resolve the battle, and find out what Hamish Imri. For this kind of stuff, we will give him a little torture, and it won't take half. You can take out his bottom in an hour." Crazy Horse sneered.

"At the port, where there are eye-liners everywhere, fight for ten minutes. I'm afraid everyone knows that someone is coming to trouble him, and it is definitely not a local. Because the locals, no one dares to provoke him. A snakehead who organized smuggling. Suddenly, he was attacked by a band of foreign armed forces, but it was easy to attract the attention of others. Once the news was grasped by the secret agency, the situation would become very bad.

And those slave traders, if they received the news in advance, they would try to hide. At that time, we caught the snake's head, but were unable to dig out some news about the slave trader from him, which meant that all the work was done in vain. "Lin Rui shook his head.