A series of raids and sabotage by these guerrillas. The Orumi Federal Army was caught off guard, although the number of these guerrillas was too small to shake the foundation of the government army. But this growing trend has caused the secret agency to worry about it. The first person who could not sit still was Marklovsky, the strategist of the secret agency.

Because he made most of the plans for fighting the northern warlords. He knows very well that once there is a problem with logistics support, it will severely restrict the operations ahead. It is even very likely to fall into a long-term stalemate with the northern warlords when the situation is already good. Their soldiers on the front line cannot fight without weapons and ammunition, and suffer heavy casualties without medical supplies. And if there is no military food, the soldiers are very likely to run away.

The situation will even worsen, reaching the point of mutiny. Although in order to prevent this, the secret society's soldiers are equipped with a certain number of secret society militants as basic-level officers. But after all, most of them are the original black soldiers of the Orumi Federation, and these people are extremely complicated. There are local armed forces that are incorporated, and there are farmers purely for the sake of mixed food. These people basically have no loyalty. Once the situation is not good, they are not without the possibility of mutiny.

In the Orumi Capitol, the Red Baron sat on a chair and calmly wiped the weapon in his hand. Only weapons can make him feel calm, and cold and hard steel always makes him feel more reliable than a flesh and blood person.

Auctioneer Conan walked in and bowed his head respectfully, "Baron, Maklovsky is here. This time he seems to be very emotional."

"Well, he is here, I am not surprised at all." The Red Baron said slowly, "Let him come in."

Maklovsky strode in, somewhat impatiently, "Baron, it can't go on like this."

"What's the situation?" Red Baron asked rhetorically.

"Baron, you know what I'm talking about." Maqlovsky said in a deep voice, "I believe you already know everything. Now the ** guerrillas all over the Federation are rushing into chaos. Just three or four days We have more than 20 facilities that have been attacked inexplicably. The supply lines of the northern combat forces have been repeatedly attacked and have been severely disturbed. All this is too unusual."

The Red Baron glanced at him, nodded and said, "I heard, tell me what you think."

"Well, these ** guerrillas were not a climate at all. We didn't even bother to take the time to destroy them. But now it seems that this is a mistake." Makovsky shook his head. It poses a serious threat to us. We must try to solve this. Otherwise, it will seriously affect our war in the north."

The Red Baron nodded, "They have been a bit too much lately, but what do you want me to send troops back from the front line to suppress?"

"Should we not suppress these skirmish guerrillas?" Maqlovsky frowned. "I want to know why the Baron hasn't done anything yet?!"

"Are you accusing me?" The Red Baron glanced at him and picked up the gun in his hand that had just been wiped and maintained.

The cold eyes of the Red Baron made it difficult for Makarowski to adapt. He could only take a step back and whispered, "We have to think of a way."

"Last night, we were attacked at a facility in Kovo. It has been proven that it was the work of a guerrilla group. Although we suffered some losses, we still killed some guerrillas. As a result, you guessed ours. What do people show up?" Red Baron said leisurely.

"What's there?" Maqlovsky whispered.

"They used brand-new weapons, and even used Rpg rocket launchers to destroy one of our armored vehicles. We also found that these people are equipped with h-4855 individual mission radio.

You may not know that such individual radios are still rare in Africa. In 2001, the British army ordered 55,000 of these radios, some of which were used to equip British troops fighting in Afghanistan and Iraq. The US Navy Team 6 also purchased tens of thousands of units on the eve of the war in Iraq. According to our investigation, this batch of goods is still a new model produced in o7. Well, actually this is not a problem, but the problem is. How could these things appear in the hands of a gang of African militiamen who are scumbags, have you thought about it? "Red Baron snapped.

"What the baron meant is that someone secretly provided them with weapons and equipment?" Makovsky frowned. "I also thought of this. These guerrillas are limited in strength. If it weren't for someone to support them, they couldn't be so. rampant."

"Yes. So who is supporting them? It's Logan and his northern warlord!" The Red Baron said coldly. "They just want to use these small arms to continuously harass and destroy our rear supply line to achieve the purpose of delaying us. It is best for us to be restrained by these small arms and unable to maintain sufficient pressure on their frontline forces. They are. Hopefully our attention will be distracted, because that is their purpose.

If Logan and the warlords who supported him were a pack of northern wolves, then these guerrillas would be mosquitoes at best. We faced the pack of evil wolves, but chose to turn around and pat the mosquitoes. Just because those mosquitoes bit us, we feel itchy. Don't you think this is ridiculous? "

"But Baron, it won't work like this. We can't let them do things like this." Maklovsky whispered, "Let it go, it will also create a situation that is difficult for me to control. The Olumi Federation is new after all. Established, the hearts of the people are unstable. If you act too weak against these militants, you will not be able to maintain the authority of the Federation. Once the authority of the Federation is questioned, the rebellion in various places will intensify."

"You're right, I didn't say that I don't care, just ignore them for the time being. The Grand Duke meant to let them taste the sweetness first, and then naturally plan to kill them all." Red Baron said slowly.

"Is that what the Grand Duke meant?" Makovsky said in surprise.

"At least that's what Vasily said. You also know that the Grand Duke only communicates through him." The Red Baron said calmly, "This time, the Grand Duke asked us to remain calm and don't react. I don't know what his intentions are. , But I can tell you that he definitely has other arrangements. These seemingly rampant military guerrillas are destined to be stray bandits who can't become a climate. But Logan is different from those northern warlords. They may become us. I have a confidant heart. I think the Grand Duke wants us to distinguish the priority."

(End of this chapter)