"A thousand-mile embankment was destroyed in an ant nest." Red Baron said coldly, "Although these rebels are worse than ants, they must not be allowed to grow. Foreign war is imminent, and there must be no chaos within the federation. Therefore, these federal officials must Give them a good hammering and let them know who¡¯s boss.¡±
Maklovsky applauded, "The Baron is really thoughtful. No wonder he was entrusted with such an important task by the Grand Duke."
The Red Baron slowly put down the coffee cup in his hand, "How are the terrorists from the Jihad Alliance doing now?"
"We have spent a lot of money to appease them, and now they are relatively stable. The few disobedient ones have been mostly eliminated in previous anti-terrorism operations. The current Jihad Alliance also has the final say, and we have the final say. It won't be long before they, like these people from the Orumi Federation, will completely obey us." Maklovsky nodded.
"Very good, the Americans have begun to show their kindness to us. At least this time, we entered Libya under the banner of anti-terrorism, and no one dared to say anything." The Red Baron sneered and nodded, "In a few months, we will It will control the northern entrance to the sea in Libya and the entire Gulf of Sirte. It will control the 443-kilometer coastline extending eastward from Misrata to Benghazi."
"Importantly, the main port of Sirte is the starting point for many Saharan trade routes. There are salt pans scattered along the coast. While Sidra is Libya's oil port, in the north of Libya, the Gulf of Sirte on the Mediterranean Sea is its southern shore. There are 3 terminals , can accommodate 200,000-ton large oil tankers for berthing and loading. There is a 532-kilometer-long oil pipeline connecting the Jialu Oilfield and Waha oil fields, and a 321-kilometer-long oil pipeline connecting the Semach and other oil fields. Annual oil transportation capacity Both are around 30 million tons.
The significance of controlling the Sirte area to us is self-evident. "Maklovsky nodded.
"What's the attitude of Libya?" the Red Baron frowned.
"There are now so many warlord factions in Libya that it is common for them to defect to each other and recruit themselves. Terrorist organizations have been roaming the deserts in central and southern Libya and are growing stronger. If they have more than a thousand people, they will seize every town and continue to develop. To be honest, there is no one among the various armed factions in Libya. Have the ability to completely eliminate the problem of terrorists." Maklovsky shook his head.
"So we have to press hard step by step, that is, we have to force these terrorists to continue to move north. Once they enter Sirte, we will annihilate them in one fell swoop. This is called driving the tiger to devour the wolf. We have liberated from the terrorists Who is qualified to go back to the city and port? The Libyans don¡¯t have to worry about it at all. As for other countries, as long as we give them enough benefits, who can oppose us?" the Red Baron sneered. "If it doesn't work, we will declare that it is necessary to counter-terrorism and take military custody of the entire region. The Libyans are allowed to get a share of the pie, but our military presence must be recognized."
Maklovsky nodded, "That's okay. Taking over the northern seaport is of great significance to us, but we have also invested a lot in this."
"Sometimes, you have to make sacrifices, and you have to make choices in the face of interests." The Red Baron said slowly, "This plan has been approved by the Grand Duke. In a few days, we will hold a meeting to discuss the war in Libya. question."
Marklovsky nodded, "Understood. So will our Crimson Tide team be recalled?"
"Not yet, they are the basis for controlling the Jihad Alliance. With them, we can firmly seize the initiative and let the terrorists act according to our wishes. Moreover, this situation will not last long. These terrorists will eventually They need to be eliminated. They are just tools we use to contain all forces, but they have never been within the scope of our plans." The Red Baron shook his head.
"Is this what the Grand Duke meant?" Maklovsky asked in a low voice.
"Is there any difference between what I mean and what the Grand Duke means?" The Red Baron smiled slightly. After that, he laughed and walked out. Maklovsky looked at his back with a sneer on his lips, but then returned to normal.
Lin Rui and others settled in a small town fifteen kilometers away from Dirigal. This African town is in a state of decay, with graffiti and slogans everywhere. There are large broadcasting equipments erected in the town, and they are constantly broadcasting some programs.
Lin Rui frowned and said, "What is this?"
"These are federal propaganda, broadcast every day, promoting the greatness of the federal government and attracting young people to join the army. Not only this town, but other small towns are often like this, and there are posters and posters everywhere. This is The secret society's control and brainwashing methods. Whistleblower culture and brainwashing methods, they hope to control everyone." Zhao Jianfei sneered and whispered.
¡°Continuously use media propaganda to create a public opinion environment in which all people in the environment say the same things and do the same things. Since humans are naturally group animals,?The vast majority of people cannot resist this pressure and can only choose to continue to follow others' opinions and ultimately believe what they say. In this way, the secret society slowly establishes a sense of authority and shapes a sense of status to achieve the brainwashing effect. Especially when these subjects lack enough culture and have difficulty thinking independently, the effect is very good. This method is not uncommon and has been used in Germany. "Scarface shook his head and said.
"No wonder they said this place is different. Almost everyone is a soldier." Lin Rui frowned. "After long-term acceptance of this kind of brainwashing, all the Orumi people have determined that the secret society is their savior. Any objection will arouse their hatred."
"This is in a suburban town. If it were in the city, God knows what it would be like?" Zhao Jianfei shook his head and said, "These citizens are like countless action monitors, monitoring everyone around them. If there is any slight abnormality, They will report it. That's why Dirigal seems so airtight. It's impossible for us to enter a strange place without meeting one person. And everyone we meet is a potential agent of the secret society. This is kind of fatal. That¡¯s why I thought I needed help from someone with a hammer.¡±
"Let's go, let's try to find the Hammer people." Lin Rui got off the car and walked into the village. The women were all working in the fields, and there were only some old people and children in the town. Lin Rui followed the address given by Tie Hammer and walked to a small shop. This place was a small shop selling clay pots. Lin Rui walked in and took a look. The shop owner was an old man in his fifties or sixties, a black man, and his beard was even white. When he saw someone walking in, he slowly asked, "Do you need anything?"
"What is this hammer for?" Lin Rui asked as he picked up a small hammer.
¡°It is used to carve patterns on the clay of clay pots.¡± The old man whispered.
"Can you chisel the key pattern?" Lin Rui looked at him and asked.
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