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Chapter 4215 Militia Armed Forces

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    A week later, the troops of the Orumi Federation officially entered the Western Sahara region in the name of counter-terrorism.  Just as they were preparing to build a temporary camp in the designated area, they were suddenly surrounded by a group of people.  These people were all heavily armed, and all of them had evil looks on their faces.

    The reporters who were interviewing with the Olumi Federal Army immediately became excited.  Regardless of the obstruction of the Orumi federal army, he chased after him and took photos.

    "What's going on? Who are you? What are you going to do?" an officer of the Orumi Federal Army looked at these militants and said loudly.

    "I should be the one to ask you this." A militant on the opposite side sneered, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

    "We are the anti-terrorism force of the six-nation African Counter-Terrorism Alliance, and we are ordered to eliminate extremist terrorists in this region. Our actions are authorized by the African Union." The officer said forcefully.

    "What is the African Union? We don't know. We just know that you soldiers are planning to camp on our land. Did you get our consent? You said you wanted to expropriate our land, and you paid for it.  No?" The militant opposite smiled coldly.  "Trespassing on private property is a robber. We have ways to deal with robbers."

    "I don't know what you are talking about. We entered this area with the authorization of the African Union to conduct anti-terrorism operations." The officer shook his head and said, "I ask you to leave, otherwise we will take necessary actions. The Western Sahara region is disputed  We don¡¯t need to apply for movement permission from any government. You¡¯d better leave immediately.¡±

    "You still dare to threaten us? I don't care about the African Union. We are all landowners here. Who owns the sovereignty of this land? I can't control it. But the private rights of this land belong to us. Regardless of whether it is Morocco  Neither humans nor Western Saharans can deny this.

    You guys set up a camp here, especially an anti-terrorist camp.  It turns this place into a target for terrorists.  Would you allow your backyard to become a battlefield?  We, the local militiamen, now ask you to evacuate this area immediately.

    "Otherwise, we're going to open fire."  "The militants on the opposite side were unambiguous. With an order, more than a dozen armed pickup trucks surrounded them, with heavy machine guns mounted on the backs of the vehicles.

    The Orumi federal officer was stunned. Listening to what the other party meant, they were a militia organization in this place, which was a bit tricky.

    They, the Orumi Federal Army, are just the advance troops, and their number is not large, only a few hundred people.  He is responsible for setting up a temporary camp here to prepare for the entry of large troops.

    Unexpectedly, they met the local militiamen when they arrived. These people should be local gangsters. They all have stern looks and look like they are not easy to mess with.  The Orumi federal army is not afraid of them, but they enter this area in the name of counter-terrorism.

    You can¡¯t clash with the local militia as soon as you arrive, especially when there are a group of reporters surrounding you, taking pictures.

    ¡°If I dare to order a conflict with the other party, those reporters will report on the front page tomorrow that an armed conflict breaks out between the anti-terrorism force and the local militia.  I'm afraid it will end up being quite unfavorable news for the Orumi Federation Army.

    Originally, they came shouting slogans to eliminate the threat of terrorism for the people of Western Sahara, but as soon as they arrived, they clashed with militia organizations representing local residents.  This will inevitably give people a very bad impression.

    So the Orumi federal officer could only compromise, "We have reached a consensus with Morocco and the Alliance for the Liberation of Western Sahara. We are here to remove the threat of terrorism for you."

    "Don't tell me these useless things. We don't care what the government says, and the government can't order us. We are just a militia organized by the local people on behalf of the local residents. We don't welcome you here, and besides, you are ready to  The place where the camp is set up is private property.

    I ask you to evacuate this area immediately and set up camp elsewhere. Whether you want to fight against terrorism or what?  In short, stay away from us. This place is a pastoral area, so don't affect our grazing.  "The militia leader sneered.

    "Then tell me where we can camp." The officer suppressed his anger.

    "South to the east, at least another 200 kilometers." The militia leader waved.

    ¡°Another 200 kilometers away, there is a desert!¡± the officer said angrily.

    "Of course it's the desert. This is where we graze camels, and you have to occupy our resources here. You may not know how harsh the Western Sahara is. The water that each of your soldiers drinks should originally be given to us.  Camels drink.

    You have occupied itWe have water resources here, so what do we use to raise camels?  There is no water source in the past 200 kilometers, and we can't reach that far for grazing.  Just go and camp there.  This is our minimum limit. In fact, the area 200 kilometers from here is also our territory.

    We have agreed to allow you to camp on our territory, what else do you want?  The local militia leader glared and said, "You'd better get out of here now and don't attract terrorists to me."  "

    "You want us to camp in the desert?! Isn't this a bit too bullying?" Officer Orumi shouted unbearably.

    "On our territory, we can do whatever we want. Don't let the Moroccan government or the Western Sahara people pressure us. We won't buy it." Another militiaman pulled off the turban on his head and cursed.  typical.

    As soon as he took off his turban, the reporters around him were surprised because this man did not look like a local, and he actually had red hair.

    "Sir, are you a local militia?" A reporter immediately ran up and asked.

    "Of course." The red-haired guy said seriously.

    "But you don't seem to be a local." A reporter quickly explained, "Well, can I ask where your hometown is?"

    "Russia, what's wrong? Now I'm the local militia, and they paid for us. In order to protect the interests of local residents, I'm the militia here, so what's wrong?" The red-haired guy is Sergey, and he has a look on his face  He patted the camel on his crotch proudly.

    ¡°Then are you mercenaries?¡± the reporter next to him asked immediately.

    "We are not mercenaries, we are a private military company. And we have business licenses in Western Sahara and Morocco. We are hired by local herdsmen groups to join their militias to protect their private interests from infringement." Xie  Ergai talked eloquently.

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