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Chapter 1973 The Long Night

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    "Are they Silver Wolf Michelle's men again?" Conan frowned.

    "There is at least an 80% chance." Maklovsky whispered, "But I think this is an opportunity for us to severely damage the Black Island Military Company."

    "Severe damage to the Black Island Military Company?" Conan frowned.

    Marklovsky pointed at the map and said, "This is the map of northern Anmore. There are at least six oil production areas here, which belong to several major oil companies. If the secret society wants to protect them, it must invest considerable power.  "

    Conan nodded in agreement.  "Indeed it is."

    "If we can make their escort operation fail, it will be a great damage to the reputation of Black Island Company. Don't forget, they are a company. Some people say that if God wants to destroy a person, he must first make him crazy.  And I think that in order to destroy Black Island Company, we must first make them infamous." Marklovsky said slowly.

    "It's useless to kill their people. The African continent is full of mercenaries and cheap soldiers. Even if you kill thousands of them, they can quickly replenish it with their financial resources. But once credibility is something like  If you lose it, it will be difficult to come back. When everyone thinks that Black Island Military Company is unreliable, they have only one way, and that is to close down." Conan's eyes moved, "If we can make this mercenary who has dominated Africa in recent years  If the company suffers consecutive misfortunes, then they themselves will not be able to survive.¡±

    "That's what it means. They are warriors, but at the same time, they are also businessmen who provide military services. If you want to defeat them, you must think like a businessman." Marklovsky nodded.

    "But how can we make their operation in Anmol completely fail?" Conan hesitated and said.

    "To kill a snake, you must cut off the snake's head. This time they have deployed so many people in Anmore. It is impossible for them to fight independently. There must be a command center responsible for coordinating the escort operations in each oil production area. If we find them  This command center and eliminate it. It is equivalent to cutting off the head of this snake. Then what is left is only a torso that is not enough of a threat and can only struggle." Maklovsky said slowly.  , "The blockade I arranged is, on the one hand, to restrict those oil companies and increase pressure on them. On the other hand, I also want to force the Black Island Company's command center in Anmore to surface."

    "So that's it." Conan nodded.

    "If you look at the locations of these oil production areas, I originally thought that their most likely command base would be here. But judging from their attack on our No. 2 checkpoint, I have some doubts.  No. Because theoretically, this is the position least likely to be attacked." Maklovsky frowned, "They don't need to go far and take a detour to attack the No. 2 checkpoint."

    "Could it be that they are spreading suspicion?" Conan pondered.

    "I'm not sure about this yet, but I don't rule out the possibility. No matter who their commander is, this operation is indeed a bit beyond my expectation. Although I arranged a  There was an ambush, but obviously my plan failed. The attackers were obviously a very capable force." Maklovsky nodded.

    While the two of them were discussing carefully, someone came in from outside and said, "Report!"

    "What's the matter?" Conan turned around and asked.

    ¡°Our checkpoint was attacked.¡± The armed members of the secret society who came in whispered.

    Conan frowned and said, "Checkpoint No. 2 was attacked more than an hour ago, and we have already received the news from the radio. Your intelligence is too slow, why are you reporting it now?!"

    ¡°Sir, it¡¯s not checkpoint 2, this time it¡¯s checkpoint 1.¡± The armed man from the secret society could only whisper.

    "What? Checkpoint No. 1?" Marklovsky's face suddenly turned aside, and he rushed forward and grabbed the militant. "Tell me clearly, when did it happen?"

    "Just a few minutes ago. I came over immediately after receiving the news to report." The secret society militant said nervously.

    "Checkpoint No. 1 is near the oil production area of ??Exxon Mobil Oil Company. What's going on there?" Marklovsky said immediately.

    The militants from the secret society whispered, "There is no movement at the oil company's mining base. The mercenaries there have not moved and have not come out at all."

    Maklovsky let go of the militant's collar, strode back, turned to look at the map on the wall, and shook his head repeatedly, "This is impossible and unreasonable!"

    "What's wrong?" Conan whispered.

    ¡°If those stationed inside the oil companyIf the members of the Ministry did not move, then there is only one possibility, and that is that other mercenaries did it.  Moreover, it is very likely that it was done by the group of people who attacked checkpoint 2 more than an hour ago.  "Maklovsky paced back and forth, "But there's something weird about it.  Because there are two other checkpoints No. 4 and No. 5 between Checkpoint No. 1 and No. 2. If they just want to attack the checkpoint, why should they let go of the closer one and take a long way to attack the farthest one?  of?  "

    Conan was also a little confused, "Yeah, what's going on? The closest to checkpoint 2 is checkpoint 5, which is only half an hour's drive away. If they want to cause trouble, they should target there, why?  Will you skip there, drive straight in, and attack checkpoint No. 1? What is the current situation of the battle?"

    "They were very ferocious, and our casualties were huge. Moreover, the mobile troops deployed around were ambushed when they tried to go back to checkpoint No. 1 for reinforcements, and suffered heavy losses." The secret society member whispered.

    "How is it possible? We clearly have ambush troops deployed around us, and a mobile unit ready for reinforcements at any time. How could such a thing happen? How many people are there?" Conan grabbed the secret society militant and shouted  road.

    "I, I don't know." The secret society militant's face turned pale.

    "Let him go." Maklovsky said calmly. "It seems that we still underestimated these attackers. Their tactics are quite strange, and their actions often exceed our expectations. The reason why they do this is to  We can't figure out their movement patterns. Therefore, we can't determine the specific location of their headquarters."

    Maklovsky stared at the map closely and said, "Notify us and put all other checkpoints on full alert. If any situation arises, we will alert you immediately."

    "What? Could it be" Conan's expression changed drastically.

    "Mr. Conan, this is a very long night, and anything can happen." Marklovsky said with a serious face.

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