Battlefield Contractor

Jiang An nodded and said, "Of course. Without certain influence, it would be impossible to gain a foothold in a place like Andira. What's more, you have to maintain a huge underground arms black market. You know that arms black market like this, every year How much is the profit from illegal transactions? That’s really huge profits. The people who can do this are not the warlords who dominate one side, or the truly powerful."

Lin Rui shook his head and said, "He is just a superficial figure. Behind the real black market, I don't know what kind of power is hidden. The water inside is very deep. Contact Vitalk immediately to see if he is right about this. What does Dun Mo understand."

Jiang An nodded and contacted Vitalk again using the tactical computer.

"Hey, hello. What's the matter if you are looking for me so soon?" Vitalk said strangely.

"We need to check a person's information, the more we open the better." Lin Rui said.

Vitalk smiled and said, "Who is it this time? You seem to be a little nervous."

"Vitak, have you ever heard of a person named Dun Mo in Andira?" Lin Rui asked.

Vitalk hesitated for a while, "You mean Dunmore?"

"Yes." Lin Rui nodded.

"He is the chief of a large tribe north of Andira. Why do you remember asking him?" Vitalk frowned.

"He is probably related to the black arms market. We must find this person and try to get information about the seller from him." Lin Rui explained.

"Dun Mo is the twelfth-generation chief of a certain northern tribe. He has a noble blood and a high reputation in the local area." Vitalk thought for a while. "It might not be easy for you to see him. This person is famous for being Niuyangcheng. Groups, like groups of wives and concubines. Although he is not that kind of warlord, the tribal armed forces he controls cannot be underestimated. Even a military dictator like Loren has to acquiesce in him as a chief to exercise his power on his territory. ."

"Damn, it's another earth emperor. It is the most troublesome to deal with such people." Jason shook his head.

"He is in the northern suburbs of Como, where there is a private estate, guarded by a large number of militants. The chief of the tribe and his dozen or so wives live there an imperial life that is unbelievably extravagant." Vitalk Tao. "He used to go to university in the UK. I can send you his photos, but the more information is not very clear. This person has always been very low-key."

"Perhaps it is his special status that can bring great cover and protection to the underground arms black market." Lin Rui nodded.

"That's right." Vitak said while typing on the keyboard and staring at the screen, "I just found out some things. Even though he hides well, Dunmore is still proved to be related to some illegal arms trade. . Even he was in contact with some famous terrorist organizations."

"Terrorist organization?" Lin Rui frowned.

"Yes, terrorist activities require a lot of funds. The illegal arms trade is a business that can obtain huge profits in a short time. It seems that this Dunmer is standing in the foreground and using his special identity as an attraction and representative. But the whole Behind the black arms market is jointly operated by several well-known terrorist organizations." Vitalk whispered.

"Is the secret society involved?" Lin Rui said with a slight eyebrow.

"Secret agencies are different from these traditional terrorist organizations. They are only for money and profit. So they can cooperate with anyone, but they only stop at the shallow level of interest cooperation. So they are not likely to go deep into this kind of behind-the-scenes transaction. And they don’t trust anyone. My opinion is that even if they are involved, they will not go too deep. Maybe they will exist as sellers or buyers, but they will not become the operators behind the black market transactions.” Vita Ke thought about it.

"This drone incident is very similar to the secret agency's tactics. They used high-end equipment completely different from the local warlords, and even equipped a temporary base that can be moved at any time, and a large vehicle-mounted command center. Whether it is a terrorist organization or other local armed organizations, it is difficult to do so.

Because this requires not only financial resources, but also formalized military literacy. Financial resources are simple, but the literacy of military personnel requires specialized training and long-term coordination. Apart from the secret society, it is difficult to imagine any other military organization with such strength. It is difficult for even more specialized private military companies to make such a sudden attack and then suddenly disappear without a trace. It can even evade satellite detection. "Jiang An thought for a while.

Lin Rui nodded and said, "This shows that they also have an understanding of the time the reconnaissance satellite passes over the sky. That's why they can avoid it completely without leaving a trace. This is something ordinary local warlords and local armed guerrillas cannot do. ."

Vitalk sighed and said, "I will send you the coordinates of Dunmore Manor. You'd better be careful, I feel that you may be very risky to see Dunmore this time. Because except for Dan Apart from Mo, there are many interests involved behind the black arms market. No one wants their own piece of cake to be moved by others."

Lin Rui nodded, and after Vitalk transmitted the coordinates to them, the communication was cut off.

The mechanic Park Dongxiang looked at the GPS positioning of the car and frowned, "That place is not far away, it's 26 kilometers north. Shall we set off now?"

Lin Rui nodded, "Yes. Time is running out, we have no time to hesitate."

Park Dongxiang nodded and turned to drive. Two armored off-road vehicles threw up smoke and dust on the dirt roads in Africa and drove all the way north.

The northern part of the old city of Como is a desert, and the only place where there is water in this desert is Dunmore’s manor. This manor looks like a piece of earth-yellow buildings, all buildings are piled up with traditional African style clay. It seems to be announcing the history of this ancient manor to everyone. The towering earthen wall on the periphery is like a castle in the wasteland.

Several armed men with live ammunition stood on the dirt wall, and even symbolically mounted two smooth-bore artillery pieces at the gate. Jason whistled, "They won't shoot us, will they?"

"I said Louis, what is the bulletproof rating of your car?" Jiang An asked Louis deliberately.

"The NATO standard level 3 can resist bullets and shrapnel, but it can't do anything with anti-tank guns." Louis's face turned pale.

Lin Rui smiled and said, "Okay, relax, stay with us, you will not die. Besides, you are wearing a helmet."

Louis smiled awkwardly, but his smile was really not pretty.

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