Chapter 1296: Tribal leader

In the command room where the shadow of the lamp was shaking, Commander Marsall was dizzy, and the constant gunfire and gunfire outside made him feel that he was about to collapse. But he couldn't fall, because behind him was the whole tribe.
Not long ago, he was the number two man in this country until the president relieved him of all positions, which directly led to the war. This bastard, what does he think of himself, a rag that can be thrown away after use? He also didn't want to think that behind him was the second largest tribe in South Sudan. How can he let him cover the sky with one hand!
Massar stared angrily at the map in front of him, and slammed his fist on the table. "We are going to make this pay!"
"Yes, sir, now all of us in the military have entered a fighting state, and can fight to the death with those Dinka at any time!" a young officer shouted.
"But they are now superior in numbers, and they are better armed than us." Another officer whispered. "Moreover, the blue helmets of the peacekeeping forces are a little in the way."
"Forget it, don't touch those blue helmets. They are all European and American powers behind them. Damn, we are not the time to make enemies everywhere. If we want to win this war, we have to find more friends, and It's not getting more enemies." Marsar shook his head.
He has never liked wearing military uniforms, but now he has to wear a camouflage uniform. Because he must be tougher in order to lead the group of brothers under him. The brothers don't want to see a soft guy in a suit who can only play tricks. They want to see a real Nuer man.
But when discussing military affairs, Marsar is obviously not good at these things. The officers had already made him a little bit painful.
He waved his hand to his hand and said, "Okay, you can figure it out about the battle. I have to take a rest, and tomorrow I have to meet some important people, I hope they can help us. I There is only one request. We must severely teach that foolish president to let him know how good we are."
"Don't worry, general, we will completely eliminate them." The officers roared excitedly.
Accompanied by several guards, Masar turned and walked out of the room. When he returned to his temporary office, he seemed to collapse and sit down. He is in a difficult situation recently. As armed conflicts intensify, the conflict on the ground is more and more likely to become a war. To win this war, Marsar felt that he didn't have enough cards in his hand.
Although the Russians sent a representative, they still refused to explicitly support themselves. Instead, help them search for a Russian agent? Hell, Marsall found that he couldn't refuse these Russians.
They have made it clear that as long as they find the whereabouts of the agent, the Russians will conditionally give them assistance in arms and materials. Looks like this is a good deal.
Marsar lowered his head in thought, but when his eyes saw the arrows drawn by various red and blue pencils on the map, he became irritated again. He admits that he is not a warrior, and he has no idea whether this war can be won.
There was a knock on the door outside, and Marsal looked back and answered casually, "Come in."
He originally thought it was an officer under his own, who came to report the battle to him. But after the door was opened, a heavily armed Asian came in. Marshal shivered with fright, he quickly opened the drawer and went to get the self-defense pistol in the drawer. But he found that his movements were really stiff and slow. Before he drew the gun, the Asian man was already sitting on a side chair.
This young Asian is naturally Lin Rui. He looked at Marsar and smiled, "Don't be nervous, Mr. Marsar."
"Who are you? How did you get in?" Marsar said loudly, "Guard!"
"You better stop shouting, no one will come in. Because we have very important things to talk about, you don't think it would be a good idea to have someone around you during this kind of conversation." Lin Rui shrugged. "Rest assured, we are not from President Jill."
"Then who are you?" Masal's hand, holding the pistol in the drawer, looked at Lin Rui nervously, "What do you want to do here?"
"We are businessmen." Lin Rui walked over and put a business card in his hand on Marsar's desk.
Massar glanced slightly, his face suddenly changed, "Are you from the Black Island Military Company?"
"Yes. Here are our business contact numbers, email addresses, and Internet sites." Lin Rui shrugged, "You should have heard of us. We are a group of people who specialize in solving problems for customers, especially you. Customers. Of course, most of the time, our customers are very satisfied."
"What do you mean, who asked you to come, I have never contacted you, and there is no plan to hire mercenaries." Marsar looked at Lin Rui.
"We are hired by a powerful organization in a country to perform a mission. But we think we can make a deal with you." Lin Rui looked at Marsar and said.
"The Americans hired you guys, well, I didn’t guess wrong at all. Those have connections with Yankees. Do they care about you to kill me, then come on, I’ll tell them even if I die For one thing, where there is oppression, there will be resistance. Nuer people can't kill them." Masar said strictly.
"Okay, well said, but I noticed that you didn't stand up. When speaking of impassionedness in general speeches, don't you stand up and then make a gesture or something? Maybe your legs are shaking so badly that you don't want to I can see it. Maybe you think the pistol in the drawer is too heavy to lift up. That's why you keep sitting. Believe me, this is good, at least good for all of us." Lin Rui shook his head. "Because you are just outside the window, there are several guns aiming at you. So keep this position and don't move, and then listen to me."
Masaldao's expression turned ugly, he stared at Lin Rui and said, "What the are you doing?"
"We need your help, and we won't let you help in vain." Lin Rui shrugged. "As a reward, we will also help you. Let you take advantage of this battle. What do you think?"
"Help?" Marsall looked at Lin Rui hesitantly, and hesitated, "What do you need me to do?"