"Damn it, what the **** is going on?!" The commander of the armed forces of Western Sahara has not figured out what is going on. The soldiers who ran in from outside pulled him forcibly and took him to safety.

"Sir, we have encountered an attack," a soldier said loudly.

"The attack? How is it possible! The Moroccan troops are not here at all! They are at least sixty or seventy kilometers away from us, and they are fighting our people!" The commander shook his head in disbelief.

"It's not a Moroccan, I don't know who it is! They drove in and killed them when they saw them. Our perimeter defenses didn't stop them at all. We must evacuate, sir!" The video just got up, but was unknown. From where the bullet hit.

The soldier screamed and fell to the ground with a few more blood holes on his body.

The commander followed the officers who came afterwards, stood up together, and ran away. Running to a slightly safer area, the commander forced his composure, "Don't panic, don't panic, where are our people?"

"It's over, it's all over..." An officer whispered, "They came without warning. They were all light armed vehicles. The guards were shot and killed on the spot before they even had time to sound the alarm.

The defense that the company directly under the command reluctantly organized was broken up within a few minutes. These people are definitely not Moroccans, they are like demons. Some people came all the way and shot with machine guns, and there was music in their cars. This is a bunch of lunatics! "

"Calmness must be calm, since we can escape other people should also..." the commander lowered his voice, "we must evacuate immediately...it's still too late..."

Before he could finish his words, several armed vehicles coming at high speed surrounded them. Deafening music was playing on one of the cars, and the gunman in the car held the machine gun and aimed at them restlessly.

"Boss, I caught them!" The mercenary in the car jumped off and tore off the hooded headscarf covering his face, revealing a flaming red hair.

"Shut up, Russell. Turn off your **** car stereo!" Lin Rui jumped out of another car. He looked at the several Western Saharan armed chiefs who were surrounded by them, turned around and made a gesture to Scarface, "Find out their identities and see if there is anything left."

Scarface immediately jumped out of the car, holding a tactical tablet in his hand, and checking the target person below one by one corresponding to the photo.

"Ha, this is Abdul Azzi Obaidi, who claims to be the chief of staff of the Western Sahara Armed Forces." Scarface pointed to one of the officers.

"What about this?" Lin Rui pointed at the other one, "It seems that his official position is not small."

"This one is even more powerful. The self-proclaimed Major General of the 16th Army of the Armed Forces of Western Sahara, Mr. Volavi Makudi." Scarface pointed at another human being.

"Interestingly, a chief of staff, a major general, should this be their commander in chief, right?" Lin Rui sneered looking at the last prisoner.

"Ilya Chaheika. In the video news a few days ago, he claimed to be the commander of the Western Sahara South Theater. In fact, he was just a small local warlord." Scarface sneered and kicked the commander.

"Check the list to see if anyone has missed the net." Lin Rui nodded.

"It seems that there are still two people missing from their entire command team, one of them is the deputy chief of staff and the other is the chief of operations." Scarface replied.

"Who on earth are you? How come you know us so clearly?" The Western Sahara commander was surprised and angry.

Scarface gave him a slap with a slap, "Tell you a new rule, now the person in charge here is no longer you. Before I ask you, shut up."

Lin Rui pressed the communication headset with his hand, and then nodded to Scar, "The other two have been found, one was shot to death, and one is only half life left."

Sergey blew a whistle, "Perfect, then with these goods, their entire headquarters was taken in one pot, right?"

"Keep the commander-in-chief, take the rest to the back and kill them. There are still many things to do later, we don't have the time to receive prisoners of war." Lin Rui shook his head.

Several mercenaries rushed up like wolves and tigers, dragged a few prisoners behind on the spot and executed the execution. The commander of the local armed forces in Western Sahara became extremely ugly, "You are not Moroccans...nor are you from the People's Front of Western Sahara, who are you?"

"It's useless if you know who we are, and we don't need to introduce ourselves to you." Lin Rui waved his hand, "Tie him to me, plug his mouth, and throw it into the car. This person may be back in the future. it works."

"Boss, we're still fighting ahead. Do we want to join in the fun?" Sergey patted the machine gun.

"No, the other squads can complete the task. Everyone performs their duties. There is no need to mess up the deployment. Our task is to destroy their command team. These guys are caught, and the other soldiers will soon be dispersed. .

Let's go to their headquarters, which should also be their communication center. "Lin Rui replied.

Because he knew in his heart that the nearby battle was just sporadic resistance. More is just the pursuit of these militants by other combat teams. These things are not worth doing.

The mercenaries of the O2 team are already in two entire headquarters. The sausage guy was taking the mercenaries for inspection, and seeing Lin Rui and others coming over, he immediately greeted him and reported.

"Boss, I just checked their communication equipment. One of them has a problem, and the others are in good condition.

It mainly includes 15-watt short-wave single-sideband radio, ultra-short-band radio and so on. There is also a device that seems to be not very commonly used, it should be used by the secret agency to issue instructions to them. "Sausage Hui reports.

"Very well, notify the end of the electronic interference. Let our people take over their communication system. From now on, their troops will be under our command." Lin Rui nodded.

"Boss, what if they hear that our voice is wrong?" Sausage asked.

"To tell the truth, tell them that the headquarters has been annihilated. Now we are in charge of taking over the command. Tell them that we are the Supreme Military Council of the Popular Front of Western Sahara.

We will take over the unified command of all their combat operations. Lin Rui replied, "Tell them this is a leapfrog command after their command system was destroyed.

In addition, tell them that the reinforcements of the Popular Front of Western Sahara are already on the way. Next, they will no longer fight alone, we will cooperate with all their combat operations. But they must obey our orders. "