Chapter 2081: mob

"Need us to talk to them?" Lin Rui frowned. ???
"Yes. General Logan has old grievances with them, so he can provide weapons funds and other supplies, but at present he and these military forces do not trust each other. So they need us to come out to talk, not suitable for direct contact. You know, these two gangs, one is a warlord with blood on his hands, and the other is a crazy mob. General Logan has brutally suppressed these military forces, and these military forces are not good things, they are not good at all. thing.
Anyway, the dog bites the dog, but this kind of resentment cannot be quickly resolved. "Yinlang smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Since this is the case, will they still cooperate with us?" Lin Rui frowned.
"These guerrillas are not fuel-efficient lamps. They know that once General Logan and the old warlords are defeated, they won't even want to jump again. The secret society’s iron-fisted methods are more than General Logan’s. Be tough. Therefore, even though they are reluctant, they still chose to cooperate with each other, otherwise they would not have a future." Silver Wolf nodded.
"It seems that these guerrillas of the Orumi Federation still have some brains." Jiang An smiled slightly. "The secret society wants to establish a highly centralized government with iron fists. They even have warlords like Logan who seem to be loyal to the government. Can't tolerate them, how can they tolerate these brazen soldiers?"
"Don't underestimate these guerrillas. They have more than thousands of guerrillas. Although they are mobs, there are no shortage of desperadoes. In addition, these small African countries have been fighting for years. Most of them were born as child soldiers, and almost all of them grew up with weapons. If they can be organized, it is a force that cannot be underestimated. Among these people, there are two forces that are relatively large, these two." Silver Wolf Click on the picture on the computer.
He pointed to a black man and said, "This person is an Anmor, called the Gadfly. He is the most powerful force among them. He claims to be the Orumi Liberation Organization, and the outside world generally calls them the OLC. The Gadfly is the commander-in-chief of this reconciliation organization, and there are many guerrillas under him. But the liberation they do is to put a coat on their behavior of robbing houses. They have the largest number."
"It's full of bandits, it doesn't look like a good kind. So what is the other person?" Lin Rui shook his head.
"The other person is Le Ansen. His background is a bit more difficult. He is the son of the former Minister of Defense of the Anmor Republic. He is the most steadfast anti-Federalist. He and his supporters believe that the Anmor It is not legal for the Republic to be incorporated into the Orumi Federation. Therefore, he brought a group of people who called themselves the Anmor Independent Armed Forces. Although his number is not as large as the Relief Organization, most of them are composed of soldiers from the former Anmor Republic. The fighting power among these guerrillas is still second to none." Silver Wolf nodded.
"It seems that this is the meaning of the various princes' unions." Lin Rui mocked.
"Princes? Warlords like Logan can barely be regarded as princes of one party. They are not qualified, at most they are thieves and bandits. Besides, the ancient princes' alliance is to dominate. They don't think about it, at most they gather together to study how to save their lives. This time you are going to deal with these guys." Silver Wolf nodded, "But don't mess things up. This is related to whether we can smoothly hold the offensive of the secret society."
"I understand." Lin Rui nodded, "But how do we get there."
"Go in from Reingi Province in the east. The border there is nothing but the secret society is gathering in the north, so there is no time to take care of it. The route has been arranged for the crystal. After you arrive, a car will take you to the meeting place. A small city in the south." Silver Wolf nodded and said, "It's best to leave as soon as you are ready. These people are not patient guys."
"Okay, we will come out the day after tomorrow." Lin Rui nodded.
A few days later, Lin Rui and other o2 players arrived at Gemayali.
This is the southern small city of the Orumi Federation. Like most small African cities that have been abandoned and ruined, the eyes are full of yellow. The earth-yellow buildings and yellow dust are dusty everywhere. As one of the few southern cities that have not been hit by the war, the buildings here are somewhat intact. There are almost no high-rise buildings in the urban area, they are all yellow two or three-story buildings. More are temporary shelters built by black people fleeing from the north. Rusty iron sheets and plastic films are a major feature of these shacks.
Inside a house in the city center, there was a clamor of curses. The armed guerrillas from all walks of life have already arrived, and these people are not buying each other. It's almost time to start yelling at each other. The reason for the quarrel is also very simple. Both the Olympiad and Anmor Fu wanted to occupy seats in the conference room.
This was originally the Federal City Hall, but now the gangs from all walks of life have gathered, and officials of the Federal Government have long gone away. They brazenly competed for the chair in the meeting room where the mayor was sitting. Because this chair is the only one with four legs intact, with a sponge cushion and backrest. In fact, the chair is not important. The most important thing is that neither of these two groups of people will give in to each other.
The Olympiad originally belonged to Orumi, and Anmore was an Anmor. The two groups did not buy each other. Now getting together, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The commander-in-chief of the Austrian Liberation Organization, with the murderous look of the black gadfly, his heavy army boots stepped on the table beside him, and the rocket launcher in his hand, staring at the opposite group of people, "Are you going to let it go?"
The gang of blacks on the opposite side are not many, but they are all strong and strong, and they are all military helmets, and they are all ak47 assault rifles. It is for the leader of Anmore's recovery, Le Ansen. He glanced at the Gadfly indifferently, and said coldly, "Gadfly, who the are you scaring? They're all in the same room. You dare to give me a rocket bomb to try? It's not such a way to find death!"
Gadfly stared, "You are not qualified to sit on this chair."
"I don't have one, do you have it?" Le Ansen sneered. "I see, you have never made this kind of chair in your life? You are a bandit at best. What qualifications do you have to talk to me?"
"What's the matter with the bandit?" Gadfly was furious. "I am a bandit and Orumi's bandit. You better understand that this is the south, and it is Reingibang in Orumi. You guys in Anmore, give it as soon as possible. I will go back to the north. You are not qualified to set foot here."
(End of this chapter)