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Chapter 1016: The Djibouti Coup 8

Now, the biggest question before the Sweden Mercenary Corps, or in other words, the leader Andrew Sarris, is what they should do next.

"Captain, you need to calm down now, not for anything else, just for the hundreds of us who are still alive, and you also need to calm down and consider what we should do next." Deputy Commander Beasley said in a deep voice as he looked at Captain Andrew, who had been in a state of rage.

The others in the command room also looked at Andrew. After hearing Beasley's words, Andrew Saris slowly calmed down.

What should I do now and what else can I do?

There are only a few roads, the first one is to fight out, drive a boat or use other methods, but this road is destined to be dead for life. Just look at the thousands of Djiboutian soldiers with live ammunition outside, as well as missile speedboats at sea.

The second way is surrender. Although this is the method he is least willing to accept, it is also the method that can best save the lives of these people. As for the third way, waiting for rescue, waiting for Cia, waiting for the American army to rescue them. However, Andrew Sarris thinks that this possibility is not great.

They came to carry out secret missions, arrest other people's presidents, and carry out military coups. Moreover, now that the mission has failed, the United States will never show up at this time to expose its identities for the sake of their mercenaries.

After thinking about it, maybe they only have a second way to go.

"You choose your own choice if you fight for a bloody path or surrender." After Andrew Saris said this, he was helpless and took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

The deputy commander of the command room, several captains and commanders, did not speak. After a few minutes, Andrew Saris threw the cigarette butt to the ground and twisted the cigarette butts hard with his toes. "I think I know what you mean, prepare to surrender. I think, to leave your brothers with a life, there is always hope to see your family."

Deputy Head of the regiment, Beasley, said, "Since the regiment commander has made a decision and no one has any objections, I will communicate with the Djibouti government forces outside, hoping to give us a normal treatment and not have any unnecessary trouble."

Even surrendering is not a simple matter. After all, both sides are now at a tense moment. If one is not careful in handling it, it may lead to a new confrontation and conflict. Who said that both sides were still fighting for life and death just now? At this moment, they were both nervous.

At this time, a tall guy in the command room stood up and said, "Deputy Commander, I'll accompany you."

Beasley looked at the person speaking, the intelligence officer of the mercenary regiment, named Nilek. Beasley looked at Andrew Sarris and found that the leader was just smoking a cigarette, obviously he had no intention of dealing with other things now.

It's better to have a helper, Beasley nodded at Nilek.

The two walked out, and now all electronic communications in the command room were blocked, so they could only go out and communicate directly with the government army.

But when the two walked through the container warehouse area, Nilek's tall figure paused, and under the dim light on the side of the ship, his expression became extremely serious and even a bit ferocious.

"What's wrong with Nilek?" Beasley thought this guy was timid when he saw Nilek stop.

Nilek reached out to stop Beasley from speaking. After waiting for about a few seconds, he shouted in a stern tone: "Immediately notify everyone that there are bombs on our ship, jump ship to escape quickly. Must, immediately, there is not much time left."

After shouting this, Nilek squatted his legs slightly, then flexed and stretched his body directly jumped to the top of the two-story container. Then his body kept stepping across a container and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Beasley was stunned.

Yes, he was indeed frightened.

Is that Nilek? He can jump seven or eight meters high at once, and it feels like Spider-Man, and then he jumps and runs far away.

By the way, what he said was that there was a bomb on the ship. Beasley teased his brain. He thought of two possibilities, one was the actions of the Djibouti government troops. However, the other party had already controlled the situation and grasping himself was more valuable than killing him and others, so the possibility was not high.

There is another kind of thing. When Beasley thinks of this possibility, he feels cold. He is not a guy without knowledge, but also knows who they are doing for.

He also knew very well what American methods were.

It seems that they were abandoned and they were used as cleanup objects.

A kind of sadness arises from the heart, and at the same time, it also brings a little anger.

No matter who Nelek is, he must first notify everyone in the mercenary group. Now, he must escape as soon as possible. Even if he jumps into the sea, there may be a glimmer of hope.

Nellek, it should be said to be Luka, or more precisely, Mu Yang's super intelligent robot. After receiving Mu Yang's order, he waited outside the Sweden Mercenary Corps' garrison for three days, sleepless, and finally found an opportunity to sneak into the mercenary corps and successfully replaced Nellek.

Luka didn't choose anybody casually. Nelek is one of the intelligence officers of the base and is considered an important member of the command center. Therefore, being able to access a lot of the latest information is very helpful for Mu Yang to grasp the movements of the Sweden Mercenary Corps.

With Luka here, Sweden's mercenary group's every move was completely under Mu Yang's surveillance. Then, in order to be on the safe side, Mu Yang ordered Luka to transfer his mercenary group to Djibouti.

Mu Yang was also worried that the Djibouti government army might face the soldiers of the armored corps, and they were all a bunch of garbage soldiers who had never fought and killed people, but the mercenary army was not. They walked on the brink of death all year round and were a group of fierce and combat-experienced guys. Mu Yang was really afraid that the bad soldiers of the Djibouti government army would not be able to deal with it.

Although the mercenary group formed by Lukka only lasted about 3 months, the number of people has reached more than 400. Moreover, the mercenary business is now tightening, and many of the original small mercenary groups were disbanded, which gave Lukka a lot of convenience in recruiting people, and could also select the best among the best. Therefore, Lukka's mercenary group's combat effectiveness is only stronger than that of the Sweden mercenary group.

With sufficient intelligence support, it was an ambush war, and its weapons were obviously better than the other party, so the Sweden Mercenary Group was defeated so quickly and miserably, and was slaughtered only because they encountered strong opponents.
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