Chapter 1965: Border Command

Africa, the Anmor border, Chiye Qianli, the dust of the motorcade went up to the sky. Along the bumpy border road, the convoy of Lin Rui and others drove to their predetermined location. After the car stopped, Lin Rui jumped out of the car. He took off his goggles and the sand-proof turban covering his face.
"Are we there yet?" Crazy Horse slowly opened his eyes behind the car. "Damn it, this broken road is like a pimple scar on Sergey's face. Nowhere is flat."
"Fart!" Sergey dismissed it. "The scar on my face is not half a foot deep. But to be honest, this broken road looks like it was in the last century. Don't they know how to fix it?"
"It is said that this road was really built in the middle of the last century. But Anmore has been under the rule of warlords for a long time. How can it be possible for them to take money to build the road? All the money is used to change guns, and then continue to hide here. One acre of land has ruled the king and hegemony in three quarters." Jiang An sneered, "but Crazy Horse is right. Sergey's face is more than enough to make a half-foot deep hole."
"What do you mean?" Sergey was inexplicable.
"He was saying that you were thick-skinned." Lin Rui mocked, but then he understood that this Russian would not understand the allusion of thick-skinned. Sure enough, the Russian Sergey looked confused.
Lin Rui didn't bother to tell him, just instructing others to drive the car to a relatively hidden place. It is said to be a hidden place, but it is only covered by a small number of acacia bushes, but it is safer than bare grassland. It is somewhat sheltered here.
"We're going to park the command vehicle there and secure it. Crazy Horse, you bring two people and search and guard the surrounding areas. The others will help move supplies, set up the command vehicle, and put camouflage nets on other vehicles. Sandro , You take someone to install the wire fence. I don't want to see lions or hyenas coming in. Communication team, where is the communication team?" Lin Rui ordered.
"I'm here, Captain Rick." The fat bearded man under Cobain was walking over with a large box panting.
"Will, you should lose weight. It's good for you to go out frequently." Lin Rui patted his shoulder and said, "After the command vehicle is set up, the person with you will establish communication in the fastest time. And finish the debugging work. Cobain is not here, you are the boss of this team. Work hard and reveal your strength."
"Of course, Captain. I have always been the team's deputy." Fatty Will nodded. "I promise to establish communication before noon."
"Okay, go now." Lin Rui patted him, turned to Sergey, "Russian, come here, you go to Lincoln with the guns and the chief, so that Lincoln's group B is in the wire Construct simple fortifications around the fence and deploy machine gun firepower."
"Understood, boss." Sergey replied, and followed the guns and others and turned away. After the entire convoy stopped, they became even busier. They had to build a base and build basic defenses around this temporary base to avoid being unprepared in the event of an accident. The on-board generator started to work, and the low buzzing noise made people a little upset. People in group b try to dig wells around to get groundwater, and they need water.
After a few hours, communications at the base had been restored. Lin Rui has established contacts with the headquarters of St. Kaiser Island and several nearby oil production areas. Hearing reports from the guards of several other oil production areas. Crazy Horse and others who went out to investigate the situation also returned. "Boss, the neighborhood is safe, but there is some bad news." After Crazy Horse returned, he found Lin Rui the first time.
"What's the matter?" Lin Rui frowned.
Crazy Horse pointed to the map in the conference room of the command vehicle and said, "We are now at this location, and here and here are the oil production areas of several multinational oil companies. When we were patrolling just now, we found that it was close to one of the oil production areas. A small number of troops gathered nearby."
"Number?" Lin Rui frowned.
"It is estimated that there should be hundreds of people. It is very likely to prepare for the accident. We assassinated the warlord leader Fisher in Anmore last time, and now the secret society is preparing to use the power vacuum left after his death. It's a fuss." Crazy Horse whispered.
The so-called power vacuum generally refers to the situation where the leader has gone down or died suddenly, resulting in short-term vacancies, and the successor has not been immediately elected or the temporary authorization is not clear, resulting in a situation where there is no dominant force within the ruling group. Once such a situation occurs in areas controlled by African warlords, it usually causes civil unrest and unrest, and it is also a time when internal factional struggles are unprecedentedly intense.
"Can you figure out which faction these soldiers belong to?" Lin Rui frowned.
"They are all camouflage uniforms, without obvious markings. But it looks like it should be Fisher's old department, because they have several cars painted with the slogan Long live the Anmor Liberator. This is the slogan that Fisher originally proposed. "The Crazy Horse nodded.
"Actuarial, come here for a while." Lin Rui turned around.
"What happened to Crazy Horse?" Jiang An walked over.
"There is an armed force of nearly a hundred people nearby. Judging from their vehicles, it seems to be the old warlord Fisher's old department." Lin Rui whispered, "Is there any information on the intelligence that currently controls Fisher's old department? under?"
Jiang An frowned, "The intelligence is not very clear. It is said that after Fisher's death, his people were divided into several factions. They were all vying for leadership. One faction was his nephew, and the other was his brother-in-law. Leadership. Both groups have the support of local tribal armed forces. Now it is basically whoever the secret society prefers to be in power. However, although the two of them are tense, full-scale conflict has not broken out.
Lin Rui whispered, "But now it looks like this situation is about to begin. Is their sphere of influence near this oil extraction area?"
Jiang An nodded, "It should be. This is most likely a premeditated operation. First, the two warlords provoked the incident and attacked each other. Then the secret society armed forces will take advantage of the chaos to attack the oil production areas of these international oil companies. Usually this is the case. Under the circumstances, as long as the conflict rises to a certain level, these international oil companies will try to withdraw from the oil production area for their own safety, and wait until the situation stabilizes."
"These two groups of local warlords are being played as monkeys, but they are still in the dark." Lin Rui frowned, "Which company does this oil extraction area belong to?"
"It's an oil extraction company belonging to China." Jiang An whispered. "This is also logical. For African countries, China's attitude has always been relatively mild. The secret agency must want to start with them and test the attitude of these multinational companies first."