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Chapter 3446 Hunting Ground Storm

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    It makes sense for Lin Rui to think this way. The main goal of these people is actually to protect Khamis.  Khamis was a key figure in turning around the situation in Sirte.  The situation in Sirte will directly affect whether the secret society can control the Gulf of Sirte in Libya.  Another important reason for their cooperation with Khamis is that they can use Khamis to prevent the secret society from controlling the Gulf of Sirte.  So Khamis cannot die.

    After bidding farewell to his O2 brothers, Lin Rui headed to Sirte alone.

    He met the weasel in a small restaurant in Sirte.  Weasel looked the same as before, with a beard that made him look much older than he actually was.

    "What do you want from me?" Weasel whispered.

    "Have you heard of Irfani?" Lin Rui whispered.

    "Of course, he is a tribal leader in the Sirte region. He is also a person that the current Sirte government relies on very much." Weasel nodded.

    "I want this person's address, how much security he has, and whether there is any way to get close to him." Lin Rui said calmly.

    Weasel was slightly startled, "Is he the mission this time?"

    "Not exactly, but he is an obstacle and the employer asked to get rid of him." Lin Rui looked around and took a sip of tea.

    "This is not easy. He is a big shot. He has private armed forces and usually has guards around him. And the guards around him are all members of their own family, so it is difficult to infiltrate." Weasel shook his head.  "Do we have to get rid of him?"

    "It's necessary, and time is tight." Lin Rui looked at him and said, "What can you do?"

    ¡°This Irfani likes hunting and watching football matches.¡± The weasel whispered.  "He has his own hunting camp. This camp is beautiful and comfortable, and the air and climate are also very good. The hunting ground is remote and has a large area. You can do it while he is hunting. He raised a domesticated bird in the camp.  Cheetahs! There are two domesticated cheetahs in the camp. He started keeping them as pets when they were still cubs. They live in a large fenced open area in the camp. But it is quite difficult to get started. When he hunts  There are people following in large numbers.¡±

    "It's hard to disguise in public, what about others?" Lin Rui thought for a while and asked.

    "It's hard to think of anything else." The weasel sighed.

    "Then let's do it at the hunting ground. Is it possible that he will be alone for a few minutes?" Lin Rui asked.

    "It's hard to say." Weasel thought for a while and said, "It should be possible. Although there are many people in the hunting ground, he may always be alone. But it is easier to sneak into the hunting ground than to sneak into his house. Regarding this, we have to  Plan it."

    Lin Rui nodded.

    A few days later, the sun was shining brightly, and in a private hunting ground on the outskirts of Sirte, a group of people were hunting.  Libya is not as rich in game as Kenya or other places, so those who can own private hunting grounds in Libya are not ordinary people.  These North African Arabs still have the character of nomads in their hearts.  The happiest thing is to ride a camel or go hunting with an eagle.  Irfani even raised two cheetahs, and they were taken out today.

    "However, these two cheetahs have been artificially fed and no longer wild. They are just two big cats, but their sense of smell and running speed are still good.

    Irfani has been in a bad mood recently. He had repeatedly discussed the independence of Sirte, but it was postponed again and again because of the assassination of the previous head of the Sirte local government. Until the recent withdrawal of the Orumi federal army, there was no final decision.  Come down.  And the resistance and doubts below have never stopped.  Now that the Orumi federal army has withdrawn, more and more people are becoming less optimistic about independence.  Even the Tuareg people, who originally supported independence, have reversed their attitudes.

    This made Irfani feel very uncomfortable.  And he heard that there have been frequent contacts between several tribal leaders recently, and none of this seems like a good sign.

    Irfani sighed and decided not to think about anything.  He turned his horse's head and took his shotgun, decorated with gold filigree and gems, in his hand.

    "There are prey over there." One of his bodyguards immediately reminded him in a low voice.

    "I've already discovered it, don't say anything. Don't follow." Irfani said with some dissatisfaction.  He spotted an anteater wolf in the distance, but he had little interest in this kind of thing. What he wanted to hunt was wildebeest or kudu.  He rode his horse alone and walked forward slowly.  Ahead, there is a bush.  According to his judgment, these small groups of herbivores would normally be encountered here.

    His dozen or so bodyguards did not follow him. Anyway, this place is not big and can be seen at a glance.  There are no ferocious beasts that don't need their protection at all.  Suddenly the two cheetahs seemed to smell something and moved forward

    Irfani smiled slightly. He knew that this kind of behavior should be like finding prey.  He walked over slowly, gun in hand, and found an animal lying on the grass not far away.

    That is a very beautiful antelope, it seems to be a male, with spectacular spiral horns on its head, these two horns are quite beautiful.  There are several thin pale stripes on the back and sides of the body, embedded in the auburn to gray-brown body, making it easy to identify and distinguish.  The head is darker and there is a mountain-shaped white stripe between the eyes.  Both sexes have a mane that runs down the middle of the back and large, round ears that give a slightly comical appearance.

    ¡°A kudu.¡± Irfani endured the excitement in her heart.  But he didn't fire. He didn't want to miss the shot and let his men laugh.  He slowly dismounted and walked over.  Want to shoot closer.  If he could get closer to about ten meters, it would be impossible for the shotgun in his hand to miss.

    But when he walked over, he found that the kudu was motionless.  This is wrong, is he already dead?  Irfani was stunned, put down the gun, and went to check.  He touched it with his hand and almost cursed in anger.  This kudu is actually fake. It is an inflatable animal model with a piece of kudu fur covering the outside. It looks very real.

    "Who did this?!" Irfani couldn't help but get angry.  But just when he was about to turn around and call someone, the dead leaves under his feet suddenly moved, and a man jumped out from among the dead leaves on the ground.  Lin Rui, who had been lying in wait for a long time, finally jumped out and punched Irfani in the neck. Irfani rolled his eyes before he could speak and fainted immediately.  But Lin Rui moved faster, lowered his head to support his body, and leaned sideways against him to prevent him from falling to the ground.

    ¡°From the perspective of the bodyguards in the distance, the boss was still standing majestic, with his Arab headscarf and white robe slightly swaying in the wind. He probably wanted to pose as if he were hunting prey first.

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