I want to be a warlord

Belem Matheson was extremely angry at the moment. He felt that he had been cheated!

Brilliance Defense is a liar!

United Nations officials are all idiots, and so are the African Union officials!

Bullshit CIA, bullshit world's largest intelligence organization, that Fionn Alter is a fake, a fake!

Belem Matheson could not imagine that he had provided false information. This was a major blow to his credibility!

He quickly rushed to his study room, picked up the work phone on his desk, and immediately dialed Dick Sears. The phone rang, but no one answered it. Belem was very anxious. .

Busy signal, call again.

"Damn it, answer the phone!"

……

In the border town of Nimowu, in the morning, a gunshot broke the atmosphere of the small town...

Well, it's normal for someone to shoot here. Whether it's someone eating breakfast, someone wandering on the street, or someone on the street, everyone just subconsciously glanced at the direction of the gunfire and fired. It's just a small matter.

It would be strange if there was a day when no gunfire rang out in Nimowu.

But before everyone could continue doing their own thing, the gunfire suddenly became fierce.

Fionn Alter's face was extremely gloomy near a two-story reinforced concrete building, which was his home base.

In Nemo'u, only a few relatively large groups can afford to build a small reinforced concrete building here, which is both a fortress and a symbol of status.

Although the small building usually only has a few subordinates living here, as a place for communication and transactions, several big forces usually hide in the mountains, which is safer.

This time Fionn Alter suffered heavy losses and had no place to stay for a while, so he brought people here, firstly to settle down temporarily, and secondly to show his strength and save others from trying to figure him out.

What did he see?

Many people appeared at his station, but he didn't know any of them!

You don’t have to think twice to know that something is wrong!

Apparently someone knew something was wrong with him and took advantage of him!

Fon Ort was very angry, but he still restrained his anger. He arranged for his men to arrest two people nearby and asked them. The result was that someone showed up here with more than 100 people in the morning and forced their way in. There was an exchange of gunfire, but it soon ceased.

The two people looked at Fon Ault with curiosity in their eyes. They knew Fon Ault and what this small building represented.

After waving his hands to throw the two guys out, Fionn Alter gritted his teeth and cursed. All cats and dogs dared to bully him!

There is only one choice before him now, and that is to kill these forces that jumped out of nowhere!

Having already suffered heavy losses, he had no other choice. If he could not maintain the smuggling channel in the future, he would be dead.

He still has money. He has saved millions of dollars over the years. Does that mean he can give up now and enjoy life in Europe and the United States?

Answer: Of course not!

If he gives up his weapons, he will be dead!

It's bullshit that banks keep depositors' information confidential and ensure the safety of funds!

No institution knows the information of depositors better than the bank itself, including personal information, past experience, whether there is a criminal record, source of funds, fund movements...

This is all in the bank’s database, and we don’t know how depositors do business!

Especially for those with large deposits, your bottom line is clearly stated in your VIP treatment.

If a person like Fionn Ault dares to give up everything and go abroad to enjoy life, the only consequences waiting for him are car accidents, drowning, drug overdose, disappearance and so on.

This kind of funds with unclear sources are not protected by law at all. You mean the money?

how come?

If you cannot provide a clear and legal source of funds, how can you prove that you have deposited money with me?

Of course, banks will not touch the money of powerful criminals. After all, they still need to be credible on the surface, so that they can be used to attract underground funds.

But if this power falls apart...

Quit the arena?

Wash your hands in a golden basin?

What a joke, since ancient times, it has been impossible in both the East and the West!

Even during the reign of Queen Elizabeth I of the British Empire, 88 privateering licenses were issued, most of which were invested by the British royal family and nobles, but the final destination of those captains and sailors who acted as pirates was death.

After all, the noble lord cannot see dirt.

In modern times, these people are still like this.

After the paralysis in the Soviet Union and the country spread to the West, where personal property is sacred and inviolable, either the family business was ruined in a short period of time, or various accidents occurred.

Bullshit personal property is sacrosanct!

At first, ‘simple’ African criminals still believed it, but now it is 2018.

Over the years, as Fionn Ault knew, there were quite a few people who had made enough money, put down their butcher knives, and went to Europe and the United States to enjoy life. As a result, they all lost contact within a short time.

Why did Dick Sears stay in South Sudan even though he knew the Salvation Front was arresting him?

People who leave their hometown are humble and rootless.

Fionn Alter understands everything. No matter who this group of forces is, he will make them pay the price!

The war begins with two RPGs.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The flames of the explosion instantly flooded the two wooden houses, and the flames rolled and swallowed everything.

"Come on!" Fionn Alter waved, and more than twenty people rushed out to form a semicircle and started shooting at the two buildings. He didn't build a two-story building. Although it was his old nest, because of this, he knew the situation of the old nest too well. It was built as a fortress.

For example, if the window is welded with a fine iron fence, the RPG warhead cannot penetrate it at all.

If he really went to attack the small building, even if there were only 20 people inside, his 100 people wouldn't be enough to fill the hole.

Of course, the problem with the small building is also obvious. When it was first built, it was not planned to accommodate many people.

Too big to build.

According to the information received, there are more than 100 new people in this group, only some of them are in the small building, and the other part have just bought the place and moved in.

Fion Ort has so many years of fighting experience. If he can't defeat the glorious defense, he can't defeat a force that pops up from nowhere!

Divide and annihilate them!

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

There couldn't be too many people here, and more than twenty people poured firepower into it. Fionn Ort ordered the others to guard the nearby intersection, and when there was support over there, they would fight back hard!

"Da da"

"Da da"

Didier had just been stunned by two RPG rounds. His ears were buzzing at the moment and he couldn't hear anything, but he could see the sawdust and soil splashing nearby when the bullets hit!

He pulled his neck and shouted loudly, "Conceal, conceal, counterattack, counterattack!"

Thanks to the last sneak attack on Kendall, although it failed, Didier immediately had a psychological shadow about living at the door.

From then on, no matter where he stayed, he not only refused to let people live at the door on the first floor, but also liked to pile things at the door to create a large obstacle... This habit made him despised a lot by Dick Sears. times, but this time it saved his life.

In fact, not only Didier, but also his men, were injured and had tinnitus at most at the moment, but none of them died!

After reacting, this group of people would find cover on their own, even if they couldn't hear Didier's shouts, or they would simply get out of the way and lie down to fight back.

After all, they are regular troops. They have undergone formal training. They know how to fight back if they are attacked.

As a result, after the smoke and dust at the door cleared, three of Fionn Ault's men were killed on the spot when they rushed in, and the others quickly retreated in fear.

Seeing this, Fionn Ault's face immediately turned ugly. After all, he had been defeated for the first time, and he had abandoned so many of his accomplices. His morale was greatly reduced, and he simply didn't have the courage to attack head-on.

Inside the house, after blocking the first wave of attacks, Didier picked up the phone and called Dick Sears.

"Dick, come and save me. Someone attacked me. I don't know how many people." Didier shouted loudly: "I can't hear you. They used an RPG. Come quickly!"

Dick Sears in the small building was shocked. He immediately left 10 people to guard the small building, and soon led the remaining 20 people to Didier to support him.

On the way, Dick Sears kept wondering who was attacking them.

He had obviously just greeted several other gangs in the city, and now he was not infringing on anyone's interests, so why attack him?

Dick Sears immediately ruled out the Salvation Front. This was not the Salvation Front's sphere of influence. Even if Kendall knew he was here, at most he would just find locals to kill him and would never dare to send troops.

Then, the people who attacked him could only be Nimowu's forces.

Just as he was thinking about it, Dick Sears' pupils suddenly shrank. No, since it was Nimowu's power, how could he not know that he had brought more than 100 people, and they were divided into two parts to station in front and back. How big is the small town in total!

The other party must know that he will support him, then...

"Stop, stop it all!" Dick Sears yelled, grabbing his neck.

The cars stopped one after another, and Dick Sears looked around with a wary expression, and whispered to the people around him, "Tell everyone that there should be an ambush, slow down, and let's get there little by little!"

……

After playing for so many years, Fionn Ault quickly discovered the problem.

The morale of his men was low and their will to fight was low.

The opponent was experienced, and the two RPG rounds did not frighten the opponent. The resistance was fierce and methodical.

The imagined support did not come immediately, and the other party was obviously on guard.

People are scattered, and the team is not easy to lead!

Fon Ort sighed heavily. The last 100 or so people in his hands could not be lost.

Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of gunfire suddenly came from the intersection ahead. Obviously, after waiting for so long, the support people finally arrived. A glimmer of hope arose in Fionn Alter's heart. If he could hit this group of people hard... …

Dick Sears snorted heavily, and sure enough!

He ordered his subordinates to bring these 20 people to contain them, and completely gave up the idea of ​​rushing in.

After retreating a little, he rushed into a nearby house. After talking to the other party with a gun, Dick Sears climbed up to the roof, picked up the binoculars and looked over, and soon found the man who was surrounded by a group of people in the center. That figure.

Snipers are not seen in various tribes or armed conflicts in Africa, and no one has developed the habit of avoiding snipers.

Dick Sears stared intently at the middle of the crowd. Where had he seen this figure before?

Where is it? (End of chapter)