Battlefield Contractor

"Asshole, old slippery!" General Saloda dropped the phone and couldn't help cursing.

"General." The staff officer looked at him in surprise.

"The Moroccan side does not admit it. They said that Hassan's militia is not under their control and they cannot order him. Not only can the Moroccans not be able to order him now, but they have to flatter him." Saloda gritted his teeth.

"This is not surprising," the staff officer whispered, "Hassan was originally a local armed leader. It would be strange for Morocco to control him. But General, what shall we do now?"

"What should I do now? Prepare a car for me. I'm going to meet this Hassan." Saloda gritted his teeth. "I don't believe it. This **** really dares to fight against me. A **** militia leader, **** it. !"

"General, our people have negotiated with them several times, and they did not give in at all, and even almost clashed. Will it be dangerous if you go in person at this time?" the staff officer whispered.

"Better he did something to me." Saloda sneered. "As long as he dares to hurt me, I will say that he is in collusion with terrorists. A local warlord, I want to see what he has the ability to control Odalat.

I went to talk to him to give him face. The best result was that he surrendered Odalat and we took over. "

"General, Hassan has always been cunning and greedy. Now that he controls Odalat, we want him to let him out. I am afraid that this request..." The staff looked worried.

"It really doesn't work, and we have to force him to agree to our stationing in Odarat and assist them in defense in name. In fact, we must control a part of Odarat. Otherwise, we are at the Baron and there is no way to confess." Saloda some Helplessly said, "In any case, there is no other way. I hope that in the name of the United Anti-Terrorist Alliance, we can suppress this Hassan."

"Should I ask the brethren to prepare?" The staff member was a little nervous.

"No, we are not going to war. Besides, they are very cunning, playing the sign of the Moroccan militia. Don't look at the Moroccans now saying they can't control them, but if we really attack them, the Moroccans will definitely catch it. Hold on.

At least in name, we are here to carry out counter-terrorism missions. What's the matter with the armed conflict with the local militia? Besides, the headquarters of the anti-terrorist coalition has always been sensitive to such matters. If we really want to fight, we will probably be called back. Saloda whispered.

"Well, then I will make arrangements. At least I have to bring a guard platoon. These warlords are cruel and can't help but guard." The staff nodded in a low voice.

A few hours later, at the outer checkpoint of Odarat, General Saloda’s car was intercepted. Several militiamen stopped them and refused to let them go.

"Stop, stop. This road is under military control and cannot be passed without a special pass." A militiaman with a beard and scumbag waved his hand.

"What special pass? Open your eyes and see clearly. This is the joint anti-terrorist vehicle. In the car is our general Saloda." A soldier of the joint anti-terrorist force shouted.

"Joint Counterterrorism Force? General Saloda? It's useless! Let alone a general, it's useless even if the king comes." The militia waved his hand.

"We entered Western Sahara through the African Union's special permission to perform anti-terrorism missions." A soldier shouted sharply.

"Really? Then you go to the AU or terrorists. This is Odalat. There is no office building of the AU, let alone terrorists. Here we only listen to General Hassan.

This is the control zone. To prevent terrorists from sabotage, the road is currently blocked. No one can be an exception. "The bearded militiaman shouted.

"I'm here to meet Hassan." General Saloda opened the car door and walked down the driveway.

"General Hassan, can you see you if you want to?" The militia sneered. "If anyone comes here, General Hassan will be responsible for the interview. Then, where does he have time to lead us against terrorists?"

"Then you tell him, I'll talk to Hassan for urgent matters." Saloda suppressed his anger.

It took a long time before they met Hassan under the leadership of a group of militiamen.

"Oh, people from the United Anti-Terrorist Force?" Hassan nodded. "You guys, what are you looking for?"

"General Hassan, I heard that you are currently in charge of Odalat's affairs. Our joint counter-terrorism force wants to set up a headquarters in Odalat to command the counter-terrorism operations throughout Western Sahara." General Saloda looked at Hassan said.

"Wait, Command?" Hasan glanced at him.

"Yes. We need to set up a headquarters in Odalat. We have a large number of troops to be stationed in the future. We hope to cooperate with you, General. We are jointly responsible for Odalat's security and defense." General Saloda answered Tao.

"Don't talk about those useless. You have to set up a headquarters. I can't control it. You can set it up anywhere, but not on my site. I speak directly. Odarat is mine. You have to set it here. Command, and garrison. This is impossible.” Hassan shook his head.

"But we have been approved to enter Western Sahara for the mission." Saloda said sharply, "you have no right to stop it."

"Power?" General Hassan spit out crudely, "I have this power. I heard that you are a general?"

"I am the rank of major general of the Orumi Federation, and I still use the original rank in the joint counter-terrorism force." Saloda nodded.

"You major general was awarded the title from above?" Hassan squinted at him, then pointed to the star on his shoulder, "I am also a general. It's just that I added this star myself, and no one dares to add it. deny.

what is this? It's called power. Your power is given by others, and Lao Tzu's power is obtained by himself. You said I have no right to do this. Yes, it really didn't. But Lao Tzu said yes, even if it doesn't, there must be. "

"General Hassan! Do you agree with me?!" Saloda gritted his teeth.

"I don't agree. I'm very simple. The site I hit is mine. If you don't agree, come and fight. If you can't beat me, you get fucked. If you can't beat me, I get fucked." Hassan snorted.

"You are deliberately creating friction and undermining the anti-terrorism cooperation between the two sides." Saloda said loudly.

"This is my territory. You want to come and say that I am creating friction? Then I lie down on your wife's bed, would you like it? If you don't, can I say that you deliberately create friction and destroy our relationship?

Besides, I have a fart relationship with you? Get out early, or I will catch you all. By the way, to prove to you, who has the final say here. "Hassan was originally a gangster, Saloda couldn't communicate with him normally.

The two sides broke up in an uproar and almost moved their hands.