Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 358 Amin
For example, this mercenary team is just a microcosm of the battlefield in Libya, and similar things are happening in every corner of Tripoli.

"Boss, the target is solved."

On the top of a tall building in the distance, Nova watched the mercenaries die one after another through the sniper scope, and reported the situation ahead to the captain with a calm expression.

"Okay, now it's time for the Tahanu tribe soldiers to perform."

Hearing Captain Ivan's voice from the headset, Nova observed the scene again through the sniper scope before putting away the Barrett M107A1 sniper rifle and leaving the battlefield.

They do not need to know the specific situation of these foreign mercenaries or which force they belong to. Their task is very simple, which is to cooperate with the soldiers of the Tahanu tribe to clean up these mercenary teams that do not belong to the RFG company. As for whether the other party is illegal. It doesn't matter to them whether the mercenary team is still a team of a certain PMC company.

"Mr. Minister, the Kadafa tribe has hired more and more foreign mercenaries recently. Look at us..."

Mali, Bamako, at the base of White Pigeon Security Company, Joseph frowned slightly while listening to the report of his subordinates in the office.

"We don't need to care so much. These war wild dogs are everywhere wherever there is a war. As long as they don't hinder us, as for the guys who are in the way, just send employees to eliminate them, just like this seahorse. It’s the same as the mercenary team. It’s a good thing for us that Brad likes to hire them. Otherwise, in the three-party melee, the mercenaries are all our Baige security personnel, which will inevitably cause some accidental injuries.”

Joseph saw clearly. Originally, Sean's plan was for the three parties on this battlefield to use arms from the RFG Group and hire employees from the RFG Group. However, after the artillery hired by the Kadafa tribe was exposed, Joseph believes that the presence of these foreign mercenary teams may not be a bad thing. No matter which side of the three-party camp these foreign mercenaries appear on, they all have employees of their RFG Group. It is not too simple to remove these guys, and it is also It can reduce the probability of RFG Group employees accidentally injuring each other.

Joseph's tone was iron-blooded and unquestionable. He did not directly tell the other person who it was. In his opinion, if he couldn't find that guy even though he knew something was wrong with someone around him, then Augusta would be such a waste. Yes, although RFG needs an obedient Malian government, it does not need a waste to preside over the overall situation.

After hanging up the phone, Augusta summoned his confidant and asked in a ferocious voice: "Mr. Joseph just told me that there is a rip-off bastard lurking around me. Is it you? Arodin?"

Arodin was shocked and quickly explained: "General...Mr. Prime Minister, you...you must have misunderstood. I have never thought of crossing the line..."

"General...Mr. Prime Minister, I remembered, it's Gubia. Gubia's recent behavior has been abnormal. I didn't think much about it before you said it..."

At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief. Since it was Joseph who called him personally to tell him, it meant that the other party did not want to replace him, and that he was still valuable to the RFG Group. He was grateful for this, otherwise the other party would not bother to talk to him at all. , I don’t know how I died by then.

beep...beep...

Augusta's eyes narrowed. He didn't expect that someone else had penetrated him. This news aroused her and he broke into a cold sweat. He knew very well how he got to this position. Apu was still banned in presidential palace.

Gubia!
Suddenly, a name popped up in Arodin's mind. The other party's behavior during this period was a bit strange. He was always trying to win over various officers intentionally or unintentionally. He also became extremely generous. And most importantly, the other party also found him. Himself, but because he said it in a vague way, he didn't think much about it at the time. Now that Augusta suddenly brought it up, Arodin realized that if there was anyone who was most likely to be this restless guy, then Gubia would definitely bear the brunt.

When Augusta stretched out his hand, Arodin even felt that his breathing slowed down for half a beat. After hearing Augusta's instructions, Arodin finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly nodded in assurance. Said: "Don't worry, Mr. Prime Minister, I will definitely help you find that person!"

"I understand, Mr. Joseph!"

After dismissing his subordinate, Joseph picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hello Mr. Joseph, I am Augusta."

Augusta still maintains his former humbleness. He is very clear about who gave him his current status, and he is even more aware of the strength of the other party. He will never lose himself because of his current high position.

Scenes like employees of the same company shooting at each other on the battlefield are actually not many, but they are not absent.

Only by being able to be used can one prove one's worth.

At the same time, he began to think hard in his mind as to whether anyone had behaved strangely in recent times. He would not doubt the authenticity of the news. Joseph was an executive of RFG Group. The news sent by the other party was simply impossible. Error, as Augusta's confidant, he has a deeper understanding of the terror of the RFG Group.

One word can determine the life or death of their former president, as easily and effortlessly as crushing an ant.

The more Arodin thought about it, the more it made sense. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the guy Augusta was talking about was Gubia. He suddenly raised his head, his tone full of affirmation.

In contrast, he was more concerned about an officer named Gubia who was under the current Malian Prime Minister Augusta. This guy had been acting strangely recently. He suspected that someone from outside had contacted him.

Before he could finish his words, Augusta held down the opponent's shoulder and patted him, saying with a bloody tone: "Arodin, I don't care who that person is, help me find him out and kill him." Kill him!"

"Augusta, there are some maggots lurking around you. If you don't want Apu's incident to happen to you again, my suggestion is to investigate, find him, and deal with him!"

"kill him!"

Augusta's face was ferocious, and his bloodshot eyes were full of ferocity.

He would not worry about whether the other party was innocent or a coincidence. As long as there was suspicion, he had already pronounced the other party's death. Augusta is now the prime minister of this country, and has put the president under house arrest. He stands at the pinnacle of power in this country, but he has been humblely begging in front of a private company. Although he can find his position well, he also knows that there is no He will never be able to sit in this position, but it will still inevitably make him feel unspeakable depression, which will also make him even more violent and cruel to his subordinates. History seems to be repeating itself, and he is becoming more and more Like a famous tyrant in African history.

Amin!

Amin, whose full name is Idi Amin, is the former president of Uganda. In the 70s, he was known as the first tyrant in Africa. And Uganda, an ordinary small country, is famous around the world precisely because of Amin, although it is not a good one. Namely, Amin's educational level is not high, or it is ridiculously low. It is very unbelievable that the president of a country only has an education level of the fourth grade of elementary school.

Although his educational level is not high, everyone who has met him agrees that he is quite smart, learns things very quickly, and has strong comprehension ability. He was born in 1925 in a rural town in northwest Uganda. Specifically, His date of birth cannot be determined because his family is too poor. His father abandoned his wife and son when he could not even walk. The poor family could not even feed themselves every meal. A Ming, who was in the first grade, was different from his peers in his understanding. He dropped out of school and started helping his mother to lighten the burden, doing everything from herding cattle to picking up dung.

When he grew up, Amin, like most poor people in Uganda, chose to join the army. This was almost the only way for these poor people in Uganda to change their destiny. Since Amin had worked in a restaurant before joining the army, he was smart and followed the restaurant. The chef learned fairly good cooking skills and was selected to join the cooking class of the African Rifles of the colonial army of the East African Empire in which the sun never sets in 1946.

Although Amin's family has been poor since he was a child, and he should be skinny and malnourished, his body seems to be different from ordinary people. When he joined the army, he had grown to 1.93 meters tall and weighed more than kilograms. He was a big guy, so it wasn't long before he was spotted by his superiors and was incorporated into the frontline combat unit. From then on, he bid farewell to the cooking class. He participated in the Burmese War and fought with the "Mao Mau guerrillas" in Kenya who resisted British colonial rule. Pass.

He was agile in mind, brave in combat, and well-rounded in dealing with people. He made the leaders of the army very happy. As a result, he was not only promoted step by step, but also recommended by his superiors to enter the Wiltshire Military Academy in the Empire where the sun never sets. After graduating from Wiltshire, Amin also became a major officer and successfully completed a counterattack in life.

From 1951 to 1960, he also won the heavyweight championship of the Ugandan National Boxing Championship and dominated the Ugandan boxing scene for ten years.

In 1962, Uganda re-declared its independence. In the same year, Amin was sent to Uganda's then Prime Minister Milton Obote for sanctions because his methods of suppressing conflicts between Kenyan and Ugandan ethnic minorities were too bloody and brutal. Milton felt that Amin was a man with outstanding military talents, so he cherished his talent. Moreover, the Ugandan army at that time was really short of manpower, especially talented people, so he was not punished too severely. , it was just a warning and then gently revealed. From then on, Amin became Milton's right-hand man.

In 1965, the then Ugandan President Mutesa II wanted to investigate Milton and Amin's involvement in smuggling gold and ivory from the Congo. At that time, Milton wanted money and people. When he learned about this, Milton turned back. Mutesa was deprived of his position as president. That night, Amin raided the presidential palace at night, forcing Mutesa to live in exile and leave the center of power in Uganda. Afterwards, Amin was promoted to commander-in-chief of the army. The coup The successful Milton was high-spirited, but precisely because of the coup, the relationship between the two began to become more and more subtle, and Amin's ideas began to change.

On January 1971, 1, while Milton was attending the Commonwealth Summit in Singapore, Amin realized that the time was ripe and launched a brazen military coup, successfully seizing power in Uganda. This time, it was Milton's turn to live in exile on the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets.

After the success of Amin's coup, he firmly held the power of the entire country in his own hands and declared himself the president of Uganda. At the same time, because he came from the army and knew that the barrel of a gun is everything, he also served as the president of Uganda. As the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces, he has since held all the military and political power in Uganda, and he has begun his eight-year brutal rule.

"Yes!"

As Augusta's confidant, Arodin knew Augusta's temper very well. Faced with the opponent's increasingly violent character, he could only try not to make mistakes. He had no doubt that if he failed to handle the opponent well, he would Even if you are the other party's confidant, you may inevitably have to peel off your skin when explaining things.

In the Sundiata military camp, Gubia made himself a cup of coffee in the office. He didn't know why today, but he always felt frightened, which made him a little uneasy.

Thinking of what he had been doing recently, he tried hard to think about whether he had left any loopholes, but he thought he was extremely vigilant. Whether he was wooing other officers or subordinates, he did it secretly and very covertly, so he should not be exposed. That's right.

No, Arodin!

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. He had just wooed Arodin two days ago. Although he thought he said it very vaguely, he knew that it could not be said to be wooing, but more to test the other party's attitude towards Augusta. After all, it is obvious to all that Augusta is becoming more and more cruel. Whether it is the government or the army, everyone is wary when facing Augusta, fearing that they will displease the other party, but Arodin, as Augusta, If Ta's confidants really guessed something and reported it to Augusta, even if there was no direct evidence of his betrayal, Augusta would definitely not let him go.

After figuring out what was going on, Gubia hurriedly picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

beep...beep...

The call was connected, but there was no sound coming from the other party, and the other party was extremely vigilant.

"First...Sir, I want to take action!"

Gubia wanted to organize his words, but there was only a little ink in his stomach, and in the end he could only express his purpose dryly.

"Mr. Major, are you kidding me?"

As soon as Gubia finished speaking, a deep voice came from the other side.

"No...no, sir, please listen to me. I suspect that I have been exposed..."

beep, beep, beep...

Before he finished speaking, the person on the other end hung up the phone without hesitation. When he called again, the number was empty.

"Shit!"

Smashing the phone on the table, Gubia looked ferocious. He didn't expect that the other party would hang up the phone after a disagreement. And looking at the situation, the other party was obviously ready to give up on him, and the matter was already halfway through. This When he becomes an outcast, his fate can be imagined.

(End of this chapter)