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Chapter 5002 Catch them all

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    General Harold frowned, "The matter with General Quinn has not been finalized yet. He is just going back to be investigated."

    ¡°The key is, what qualifications do these people have to investigate the general? We are not a Moroccan army at all. There is no superior-subordinate relationship between us and the Moroccan army.

    Why did they take the general for investigation with just one word? Why did they enter our headquarters with just one sentence?

    Colonel Harold, you should understand that I am still a relatively rational person.  I stopped them and didn't let them in for everyone's benefit.

    Because I don¡¯t want more serious bloodshed to happen after they go in.  "The second lieutenant on duty shook his head.

    "But if you do this, General Quinn won't be able to come back. Listen to me, withdraw the sentry and let them in." Harold frowned.

    "Colonel Baoqian. Even though you are more senior than me, I have the final say here." The second lieutenant had no intention of giving in.

    A Moroccan officer couldn't bear it any longer. He pointed at the second lieutenant and shouted, "What is your rank? What is your position?"

    "General Hassan's security company, platoon commander." The second lieutenant raised his head.

    "Just a platoon leader. To tell you the truth, we were ordered to take over your unit.

    From today on, I am the top officer of this army.  You, a second lieutenant, don't know how to salute your superior when you see him?  "The Moroccan officer shouted sharply.

    "What did you say?" The second lieutenant raised his head.

    "I said we were ordered to take over this force. From now on, I will be the supreme commander of this force." The Moroccan officer took out his transfer order.

    The second lieutenant took it and looked at it. He suddenly sneered and waved his hand, "Catch them all."

    Several soldiers swarmed up and held down the Moroccan officers and Harold.

    "What do you mean? You saw the order. This is a formal order issued by the Moroccan General Headquarters." The Moroccan officer shouted sternly, "What qualifications do you have to arrest us? Do you want to rebel?"

    The second lieutenant shook his head, "You are the ones who rebelled. Do you know under what name I arrested you? Kidnapping our army commander and conspiring to rebel.

    It¡¯s useless for you to deny it. The transfer order you produced is ironclad proof.  We have never had any superior-subordinate relationship with Morocco?

    ¡°With the transfer order from Morocco, you want to take over the command of our troops.  So I can only arrest you first in the name of conspiracy and rebellion.

    As for whether what you said is true, we will send someone to find General Quinn. If he confirms this statement, we will release you.

    ¡°If we don¡¯t get confirmation from him, then all of you guys will be shot, one by one.  "

    These Moroccan officers, along with Harold, were all disarmed and tied tightly.

    "Colonel Harold, what is going on?" the Moroccan officer asked.

    "I told you not to take out that damn document a long time ago. You said you were going to take over the command. Do you really think anyone here is buying your fault?" Harold said angrily.

    "Colonel, what will they do to us? Are they going to lock us up? Where to lock us up?" Another Moroccan officer asked worriedly.

    "You probably won't attack us directly yet. But you were too reckless just now and became arrogant as soon as you came. I have told you long ago that you must be patient with this group of people.

    They are used to being lawless. When the time comes, they will directly call you terrorists and pull you out and kill you.

    ¡°Do you think Morocco can still hold them accountable?  Not even a damn thing can be held accountable.  This time, even I was harmed by you.  ¡± Harold shook his head.

    The Moroccan officers looked at each other. They didn't expect that things would develop to this extent.

    At the headquarters, Lin Rui was sitting there drinking tea.

    Actuary General An came in and reported, "All these people have been detained, including Harold."

    Lin Rui smiled and nodded, "It's best this way. Harold is with them. They have nothing to blame."

    "Let them suffer a little first. Let them know that they have no way of controlling this army. But I think it's best not to cause trouble." Actuary Ma'an Kishi said in a low voice.

    Lin Rui nodded, "Harold promised me, and I believe he is sensible on this point. Let them worry about it first, and we will go over there in the evening."

    Actuary Jiang An nodded.

    These Moroccan officers and  HahaThey were locked up together in a cell in the camp.

    This cell is quite crude and low.  Where did these Moroccan officers pass through this formation?

    They were originally here to take office today. They were all wearing new military uniforms and their leather shoes were shined.

    Who would have thought that as soon as he arrived, he would be put into a cell.

    "Where are these places?" The Moroccan officer looked around helplessly, "Are they going to lock us up?"

    ¡°This was a place originally used to detain terrorists. Although it is very crude, our conditions are limited and we can only do this.

    ? ?Also if I were you, I would be happy to be locked up.  And I hope they won¡¯t take us out in the next few days.  Harold sighed.

    "Colonel Harold, what do you mean?" the Moroccan officer was a little annoyed, "These people are all your subordinates, can't you control them at all?"

    "You are still the commander appointed by the Moroccan Command, so can you command them?" Harold retorted.

    ¡°This, our situation is different.¡± The Moroccan officer was a little embarrassed.

    "It's nothing different. I've told you a long time ago that no one can command this force except General Quinn himself.

    "But you just don't believe in evil, thinking that with that order, they will obey."  This time I was killed by you.  Harold sighed.

    "Colonel Harold, why did you just say you wanted to be locked up here forever?" another officer asked in a low voice.

    "Because people locked up in this place usually only go to two places. One of them is the interrogation room, and the other is the execution ground.

    I don¡¯t want to go to either place, it¡¯s best if they keep me here for a while.  Harold sighed.

    While they were talking, there was a sudden burst of gunfire in the distance.

    The Moroccan officer asked strangely, "Is this a shooting training range?"

    "It's not a shooting training range. I just told you that there is an execution ground not far away outside. The sound you just heard is not because of shooting training.

    ¡°But they are shooting terrorists.  There are also some terrorists being held in other cells here, and some of them will be shot every now and then.  "Harold looked at him and said.

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