When the Bosaso government was worried because the Digil tribe was being attacked.

Mohammed Siad, who came to clean up the battlefield and finish the work, had already led the tribe's armed forces to the ruins of the Dijir tribe.

They had attacked the Dijir tribe many times, but they were always resisted tenaciously by the troops led by Ahmed.

Now that I have set foot on this land again, the situation is completely different.

The entire Digil tribe has been reduced to ruins, with only an empty frame left in the burned-out houses.

There is smoke and sparks!

The corpses that can be seen everywhere on the road are almost all those of Dijier tribe soldiers.

At the beginning, you can still see the complete body, but later on, there are almost no complete bodies.

The horrific scene was unbearable to watch.

Not only did Mohamed Siad look pale, he could not help but feel nauseated.

Not to mention that the soldiers behind him who couldn't bear it had already bent over and almost vomited out bile.

This isn't a battlefield, it's simply purgatory on earth.

All of this is naturally the masterpiece of the Mi-24 armed helicopter.

The angry little doe is firing on all cylinders.

Not even a regiment of troops could hope to find a complete body.

Otherwise, how can we call it the most powerful floor scrubber?

Therefore, for countries with a fear of insufficient firepower, Mi-24 is their gospel.

Mohammed Siad resisted the urge to vomit and ordered the men around him: "You divide into six teams and clean up these corpses immediately."

"Let them be buried as soon as possible so that they can meet Allah soon."

"The rest of you, follow me to the center of the Dijir tribe and bring all the civilians there back to the tribe."

"Yes, leader."

Everyone took the order and dispersed with their teams to deal with the horrific corpses.

Faced with corpses that they couldn't find anything to do with, they just shoveled away the soil.

Mohammed Siad sighed and led the people straight to the center of the Dijir tribe.

In just one night, the Dijier tribe with thousands of armed forces was wiped out.

There is no doubt about the power of umbrella companies!

This made Mohammed Siad unable to have any thoughts of betrayal in his heart.

It's better to do your own finishing work obediently. As a puppet, you must have the consciousness to be a puppet.

What should be done must be done well!

What you shouldn't do, you can't do even if you die.

Cleaning up the battlefield is still beneficial. The population base of the Dijier tribe is larger than that of the Dir tribe.

With the addition of these civilians, the population of their Dier tribe will grow significantly.

Having a population means having a future!

In addition, there are weapons all over the ground, as well as weapons and ammunition in the Dijier tribe's arsenal.

Especially the arms that Ahmed sold from Chu Zihang, such as tanks, armored vehicles, thousands of AK47s, etc.

The Dier tribe collected them all and added them to their own troops.

The strength is greatly improved!

These were deliberately left to the Dier tribe by Chu Zihang, after all, as a puppet force that he supported.

If it is too weak, it will simply disgrace their umbrella company.

This clean-up work for the Dier tribe can be said to have been fruitful.

…

at the same time.

Bob Denard led Alpha Team and drove three armed Humvees into the city of Bosaso.

I saw three menacing armed Hummers, and inside were white special forces soldiers with fierce auras and standard equipment.

Bosaso's guards glanced at it and quickly let them go, not daring to ink at all.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Three armed Humvees arrived majestically outside the Bosaso Government City Hall building and stopped steadily.

The car door opens,

Wearing a black combat uniform and a beret, Bob Denard was the first to get out of the car, carrying a silver-white suitcase.

He stood at the foot of the steps, looking up at the city hall with burning eyes.

The corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a confident smile.

If you have confidence, you will naturally have strong self-confidence.

Rather than being conceited!

Immediately afterwards, six fully armed Alpha Team members got out of the car.

Wearing all black combat uniforms and tall figures, these people looked extremely mysterious and powerful.

Seeing the Alpha Team led by Bob Denard, the military police outside the building did not dare to intercept them.

Whiteness says it all.

Once rash actions cause diplomatic disputes, little people like them cannot bear the consequences.

Bob Denard led the Alpha team up the stairs step by step, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Soon they walked up the steps and arrived in front of the city hall.

When the military police officer at the door saw Bob Denard and others, he hesitated, but still stepped forward to stop them.

But the tone was not so strong and very polite.

"Hello sir! This is Bosaso City Hall, please identify yourself."

"Please inform your mayor, I am Bob Denard, commander of Umbrella Corporation Military Department UBCS, and I have something to ask for!" Bob Denard reported his identity.

"Sir, please wait a moment, I need to ask for instructions." The person in charge of the military police had not heard it, but still said politely.

"Please."

Bob Denard shrugged and led others to stand aside.

It probably took a while.

The person in charge of the military police came over and said: "Sir, the mayor agrees to let you in, please come with me."

Subsequently, Bob Denard led Alpha Team and followed the military and police chief into the city hall.

The group of people first took the elevator to the fifth floor and then passed through the long corridor.

Finally, we came to a large office at the end and stopped.

The person in charge of the military police knocked on the door and heard the voice of "come in" coming from inside.

He turned around and said: "Sir, you can go in!"

"But your people need to stay outside."

"You guys are guarding outside."

Bob Denard said something and pushed the door open directly.

Inside the office.

A middle-aged black man sitting behind a circular desk saw Bob Denard pushing in the door.

He stood up immediately and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Bob Denard, I am Mayor Morrison, nice to meet you!"

"Mr. Mayor, nice to meet you."

…

After both parties greeted each other politely, they sat down on the sofa.

Mayor Morissan of Bosaso asked cautiously: "Mr. Denard, I wonder why you are here this time?"

"Mr. Mayor, on behalf of our boss, I would like to inform you that from today onwards there will only be one largest tribe in Bosaso."

Bob Denard glanced at the cautious Morrison, his tone a bit tough.

"..."

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To be continued...