Just as the shore was smashed into the instrument, in an unknown area of ​​Andira, a buzzer sounded from a large box-type command vehicle. %　し

"Sir, our communication device was destroyed. The final location was shown at the US military base in Mombasa." A young man in military uniform whispered to the Red Baron.

"Unexpected thing. It's no use for them to get the contact device. It is a wise move to destroy it. There are also experts among the mercenaries." Red Baron said slowly.

"Sir..." The young man stopped talking.

"What do you want to say?" The Red Baron turned to him.

"It's nothing, but I want to say why we spent a lot of resources entering Africa this time?" the young man whispered, "In fact, we have very good development all over the world. Why must we come to such a place? ?"

"This is what the Duke meant." The Red Baron said indifferently, "The years of conflict in the Middle East and the recent series of events affecting international security. The Duke has a completely new vision for the development of the group. So he decided to fully intervene in African affairs. The melee of warlords in Santujac is an opportunity. It is an opportunity for us to base our foothold on Africa for long-term development."

"But if we really want to gain a foothold here, no one can stop it. Those local warlords are simply vulnerable. Why should we rely on their strength?" the young man frowned.

"What you think is too simple. Behind these warlords is more or less the shadow of some big powers. They get assistance from those big countries, and those big countries use them to defend their own interests in Africa. Moreover, we are not conquering. We are more like parasites. Remember my words, we are a group of people who rely on war to exist. War is our paradise. And there is never a lack of war here." The Red Baron smiled, "I am a militant. But I never fight for the sake of war, I do it for profit."

"Benefits?" the young man frowned.

"Yes, there is nothing in this world that can generate huge profits more than fighting." Red Baron said slowly. "Even if mankind develops to this day. War still condenses the highest productivity of human society. Technology, economy, construction, machinery, all the highest levels of human beings are all serving war. The economic value contained in it is so high that you can't imagine. The key is how you dig."

"Mister spoke too esoteric." The young man shook his head.

"That's a bit simpler. We want to establish a long-term base in Africa. It is absolutely safe and has sufficient cover. This is impossible to achieve in a peaceful country. It can only be achieved in a troubled and complex war zone. This goal. Originally, our goal was Santujac. Unfortunately, due to the intervention of a large mercenary company, the military balance among the Santujac warlords was broken, and the war situation was not maintained." Red Baron shook his head, "This I can't help but say it is a pity."

"Can the strength of these military security companies really affect the war?" the young man in military uniform frowned.

The Red Baron said slowly, "Have you heard of South Africa's Strategic Resources Ltd.?"

"Eo company?" the young man frowned.

"That's them. In 1994, it dispatched a small, rapidly deployed mercenary force with good air protection and armor, which calmed the crisis in Rwanda within a few days.

Since the civil strife broke out in Sierra Leone in 1991, the * armed offensive has been fierce and the government forces have been retreating steadily. In desperation, the government signed a two-year contract with eo in 1995. eo sent 300 mercenaries to assist government forces in combat. Within a few months, the armed forces were defeated and had to sign a peace agreement with the government forces.

There is also the Angolan military, which is also under pressure from eo to initiate peace talks with the government.

All of these are the ultimate impact of private military companies on the war. Even the international community believes that these mercenary companies are cancers spawned by the war in Africa, but there is no denying that these people have changed history. "

The Red Baron sighed, "So if we want to gain a foothold in Africa, the first thing we need to do is to control private military companies that have the ability to influence Africa. Moreover, we are lucky and have found such a company."

"Oh? Which private military company is it?" the young man asked in surprise.

"Morning Star." The Red Baron smiled slightly.

"Morning Star Military Security Company?" the young man frowned. "Didn't they fight us in Santujac?"

Red Baron nodded and said, "Yes. But that was before. Now Morningstar has undergone a relatively large internal adjustment, and those old qualified conservatives have been completely cleaned up. However, the new company leadership has proposed peace We cooperate. It's ironic, isn't it? But this is reality, Chaoqin Muchu is the characteristic of mercenaries. In their eyes, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests."

"What do they want?" the young man frowned.

The Red Baron mocked, "Let us help them fight against some people, that is, the group of people who were cleared out of the company by them."

"Are we really going to help them?" the young man frowned.

"What a shit!" Red Baron sneered, "These people happen to help us contain Morningstar. Why should I help Morningstar against them? We can use Morningstar as a gunner. But if we want to use us as a gunner, They are not worthy. Besides, if Morningstar has no worries, will they still listen to us?"

"What the sir said is." The young man in the gray military uniform nodded. "However, this time, those mercenaries broke our business again."

"You mean the drone thing?" Red Baron sneered. "Apart from being a little clever, Conan is nothing but arrogance. It's almost impossible to succeed. Has he come back?"

"I'm back, and I'm hurt a little." The young man replied respectfully.

"Forget it, because of his injury, I won't pursue it this time. Otherwise, no one can save him." A trace of anger flashed in the red baron's eyes.

The young man whispered, "According to him, the person who can hurt him this time knows you."

"Know me?" The Red Baron frowned. "How could the people from Raytheon have seen me?"

"It's not Raytheon. According to reliable sources, this time Raytheon has hired other private military companies. It seems to be called Black Island. It is said to be a newly established company."

"Black Island?" The Red Baron was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, "It turned out to be them. This is really a narrow road for the enemy."

"Why, sir know who these are?" the young man whispered.

The Red Baron nodded, "They are the people who split from Morningstar. They are also the ones Joe wants to use our hands to suppress."

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