Battlefield Contractor

A week later, Lin Rui and Heibao Gulei came to a small town called Malichian in the Western Sahara Desert.

To say that this place is a small town is a bit flattering. In fact, this is a small oasis in the desert, almost just a larger village.

Although there are only a little bit as big as a slap, there are hundreds of local militants. Their leader Kashim also held a ceremony in a decent appearance.

Ask the soldiers under his hand to erect a flag pole and raise the flag decently, swearing allegiance to the Western Sahara Arab Democratic Republic.

I also invited a few reporters to take pictures of them in a decent way, specifically asking the reporters to interview him.

"I am a Western Saharan. We have always been the masters of this desert. Our ancestors have lived here for generations, and this is our home.

I am just loyal to my motherland. Yes, I am very, very patriotic, just like loving my camel. "Kasyam, dressed in a white Arab robe, introduced to reporters as he walked.

"Don't say it, it seems that he has rehearsed this line many times. Otherwise, it won't be so smoothly." Black Panther Gulei whispered in Lin Rui's ear.

"He's quite fashionable, and he actually invited reporters to interview. But I was a little curious. In such a place where birds don't shit, it is how boring the reporter is now that he is willing to run here." Lin Rui also whispered. Tao.

"I heard that those reporters didn't come by themselves, but he invited them with money. I told you a long time ago that Sikayam is a very serious person.

He knew that the Western Saharan government was nothing at all, and he even made such a move by putting gold on his face. Find a few reporters to come over to promote yourself and increase your popularity. "Black Panther Gulei mocked.

"I don't know what he means. If it is to expand his popularity, I think he may have achieved his goal. There are still a lot of people here today, and many of them are small warlords like him." Lin Rui looked at Looking at the people around, he whispered to Black Panther Gulei.

Black Panther Goulei whispered, "Did you see the fat man over there? And the tall black man over there. They are all the top warlords in this area. This time, they should have been killed by Kassim. Please come to the ceremony. Don't say it, the Kassim is out."

Lin Rui followed his eyes and saw Kassim walking out in a white robe, chatting and laughing with a group of reporters.

Today this warlord has indeed spent a lot of thoughts, setting up a lot of tents nearby to greet the people who come to watch the ceremony. He also put on a white robe with ethnic characteristics.

In Western Sahara, most of the ethnic groups living in the desert wear blue robes, and only a few distinguished aristocrats wear white robes.

The flag symbolizing the Arab Democratic Republic of Western Sahara was flying on a flagpole not far away. The people who come to the ceremony and congratulations are smiling. Originally, all of this is still very harmonious.

But soon, the appearance of a group of people broke this harmony. A convoy rushed in from a distance, bringing the billowing yellow sand and smoke all the way to their tent not far away.

On this important day today, most people who come to observe and congratulate will park their cars far away. There are even some people who came here deliberately riding camels to show respect for their masters.

Driving directly to the tent like this is usually regarded as a disrespect. So Sikayam's face was a bit unpleasant. However, in front of so many people, he was not too embarrassed to have a seizure.

The people in and out of these vehicles were all heavily armed soldiers, and these soldiers strode in with a few officers.

"You are?" One of Sikayam's militants reached out and stopped them.

"We are here on behalf of the Arab Democratic Republic of Western Sahara, and we welcome and highly appreciate Colonel Sikayam's change of flag and obedience to the Western Sahara government." One of the officers walked over.

"This..." The militant was a little dazed, and they knew in their hearts that the set they were doing here was just a superficial project, and in fact they didn't buy anything from the Western Sahara government.

In fact, everyone is tacitly aware of their behavior. But I didn't expect that at this juncture, the Western Sahara government actually sent people.

This caught Sikaiam by surprise. Originally you were still here to announce and accept the leadership of others. As soon as he turned around, he had already arrived.

Can't you leave? I just said so many words of determination, so I can't believe it, right?

Sikayam only smiled and greeted him, "Hello, hello. I am Sikayam."

An officer who walked across from the crowd nodded to him, "Mr. Sikayam was able to swear allegiance to the Western Sahara government at this critical time. We are very touched. We represent the former government of the Western Sahara Arab Democratic Republic. Come to gather the troops."

"You are polite, Mr. President is so polite. Uh...wait, what did you say? What collection?" Sikayam's face was slightly stunned.

"Since the general has fully understood his righteousness, he has decided to lead his troops to loyalty to the Western Sahara government. We will naturally consider for the general and take over the general's troops and territory. We are here this time for this." A soldier in his forties slowly Nodded.

"Wait, do you have any misunderstandings? Are you sure that the Western Sahara government sent you here? Do you have any proof?" Sikayam asked immediately.

"If what you want is proof, I do have it here." The officer smiled and took out a piece of paper from his arms. "This is an order I received, which authorized me to reorganize and arrange your troops. .

General Sikayam, from now on, all the command of your army must be given to me. "

His words seemed to be fried, not only did Sikayam's people quit, some other militants were also a little dissatisfied.

Sikayam put away the smile on his face, and said fiercely, "I think you may not have figured out the situation. The Western Sahara government is already an exile government. You are not stable in your country, but you want Should I obey your orders?

You better figure it out, we have nothing to ask the government of Sisahara. But as far as we know, you should need us more.

As soon as you came up, you wanted to incorporate my people and arms. It was so wonderful. Sikaiam smiled coldly. "I advise you, and it is better to figure out your position." "