Chapter 68 is not just sinister

  After accepting the employment, the sleeper agents immediately set out to suppress the internal unrest in Gambia. The mercenaries who had been dispatched earlier instantly infiltrated every corner of Gambia and launched a campaign to eliminate the armed forces of various ethnic groups.

  This kind of forceful suppression is simple, as long as you cut off the military armaments of each ethnic group, they will naturally calm down. Without people and guns, no matter how dissatisfied you are, you have to choose compromise.

  This bloody suppression is a mockery of humanity. Zhao Ziyang orchestrated the internal chaos with one hand and then suppressed it with the other, directly leading to a sharp reduction of tens of millions of Gambian population. The tens of millions of reduced population were not killed by the hidden ones, but most of them died in ethnic massacres as poor people, and the indirect responsibility lies with the hidden ones.

  Killing too many, hurting the heavens and earth. But since work has no turning back arrow, Zhao Ziyang can only continue like this. This world is just like that, it's either you die or I perish, one general's achievement comes at the cost of ten thousand bones withering isn't a story, but a truth that most fits the progression of things.

  As the armed helicopters were withdrawn to Gambia, the rebels had no air power to counter. Four armed helicopters continuously struck the Gambian rebels for 24 hours, leaving them in a state of panic. Meanwhile, ground troops took advantage of the aerial superiority and launched lightning-fast attacks, first defeating the Fula tribe, then the Wolof tribe, followed by the Jola and Serer tribes, and finally eliminating some Mandinka power-hungry individuals who wanted to overthrow Yahya, solidifying his regime.

  This bloody armed suppression lasted for four days, during which many ethnic groups bled and several mercenaries lost their lives. However, all of this was very worthwhile, as they got what they wanted.

  The internal strife was quickly settled, and Ye Haiya was extremely pleased. He specially held a very luxurious celebration banquet in Banjur. As for the hidden ones, he fully recognized them. The speed of suppression was much faster than he had imagined, the means were more ruthless than what he had seen before, and the efficiency far exceeded that of EO. It was indeed worthy of being the most formidable mercenary group in the world.

  "You are the most formidable mercenaries, I represent the Gambian people to express our sincere gratitude; on behalf of my Marine Corps to express our deepest respect." In the Presidential Palace, Yahya held a glass of water as a toast, and toasted Zhao Ziyang and others who still had a strong killing intent.

  These words are naturally hypocritical, but now they sound particularly insincere coming from Ye Haiyan's mouth. He only represents those who support him; the opposition would be happy to see him dead immediately.

  Dictator Ye Haiya once said that anyone who opposes him will not get any benefits from the government. This tyranny was taken to the extreme by him, and the opposition not only did not receive government benefits but also suffered various forms of persecution, simply because the opposition was weak and had no way to resist him.

  "Mr. President, let's not drink anymore, I hope to see the final payment in my account tomorrow morning." Zhao Ziyang held his wine glass and lightly touched Ye Haiyan, his face full of gunpowder smell without a smile, put down the wine glass and said: "The military base we need you to complete as soon as possible, only then can we help you solve troubles at any time."

  Yehaiya, who was forced to hire a sleeper agent, naturally found a place for the sleeper agent to settle down. Originally, he wanted to take some action against the sleeper agent after the task was over, but after seeing the efficiency of the sleeper agent's methods, he dispelled this idea.

  It's not necessarily a bad thing for mercenaries to stay in Gambia, at least they can provide protection for their own regime. Military bases can exist, after all, they are just mercenaries who have principles to follow, that is, to get paid for what they do. Anyway, as long as the mercenaries can ensure their smooth re-election, everything else is not a big problem.

  "No problem!" Ye Haiya put down the glass of water, guaranteeing with a smile: "The final payment will be made tomorrow and construction on the military base will begin. However, I have a small request, I don't know if Mr. Special Forces can satisfy it?"

  "Speak up." Zhao Ziyang's eyes gleamed with a hint of understanding as he raised his chin slightly.

  "I'd like to invite you to serve as my military advisors for the Marine Corps, and if possible, I'd like to ask you to help me train a team of bodyguards." Ye Haiya put forward his request bluntly, adding: "Of course, serving as military advisors will receive subsidies from the Gambian government every month, and training my private bodyguard team is extra pay."

  "No problem, as long as you need it, we will satisfy." Zhao Ziyang nodded in response.

  These were things he had anticipated beforehand and were also within his plan.

  Senegal's withdrawal of several hundred soldiers protecting Yahya Jammeh was due to pressure from Libyan President Gaddafi, forcing Senegal to withdraw its troops. Gaddafi is desperate for weapons of mass destruction and has placed his bets on the coup plotters in the absence of other channels. He has confidence in the coup plotters, having gained a deep understanding of their capabilities through previous interactions with them, so he will help them in this matter.

  Business, everything is business. The biggest businessman is not on the Forbes rich list, but a head of state, they are the real businessmen.

  After a brief rest, the mercenaries withdrew to Libya on the second day, leaving Sow behind to temporarily take charge of Gambian affairs and urging Jammeh to speed up the construction of the military base in Brufut. Gunter and about ten other mercenaries stayed behind as military advisers to the Gambian Navy, living with Gambian soldiers in the barracks and happily training them.

  They were also responsible for training Yehia's private bodyguards, which was fully entrusted to Yehia's personal assistant, Karen. As a result, Gun Ghost had more contact with Karen and he appreciated this woman of Yehia's. Karen was recruited from the folk, although smart, but not exposed to many things. It was because she was not exposed to many things that Yehia trusted her so much. With great intelligence, but limited exposure, she was destined to be unable to compete with Gun Ghost, and was quickly taken down by him in a short period of time.

  "Kai Lun, you look especially beautiful today." Gun Gui warmly greeted Kai Lun as he approached her, taking a deep sniff of the fragrance emanating from her body, exaggeratedly expressing his admiration for her.

  Kahlen smiled elegantly, her beautiful face filled with pride. Yes, she had the capital to be proud of, not only because she was the most beautiful woman in the clan, but also because she was Ye Haoyan's woman. This identity had lifted her family from poverty to become a wealthy one.

  "Hey, Gunjiro, you look really cool today too." Karen replied to Gunjiro with a flirtatious glint in her eyes.

  "Haha, I don't dare say I'm handsome, but...". Gun Ghost stared at Kaylen for a long time, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of diamond earrings, handing them to Kaylen, saying: "Your ears are still missing a pair of earrings, I think this pair matches you very well."

  Earrings were taken into Karen's hands and played with, the dazzling light of diamonds couldn't compare to the joy in Karen's eyes.

  "This was specially made by Tiffany & Co., using the purest diamonds from the Sierra Leone diamond mine, crafted with platinum. If it were to be sold on the market, its value would be at least $500,000. I originally wanted to give it to my wife, but I think beautiful Kayla is more suited for it." Gun Devil's face showed a natural expression as he handed over the diamond earrings without any hesitation.

  "Really?" Kayla's face lit up with joy, and she happily put on the earrings.

  "Heavens, Miss Kiera, are you an angel?" Gunji's eyes widened in amazement, his voice full of admiration.

  Under the praise of Gun Gui, Kayla happily turned around, her vanity was extremely satisfied. It's not that no one has ever praised her, it's just that those who used to praise her didn't dare to anymore, now only Ye Haiya occasionally says to her: Baby, you're so beautiful!

  "Ah, sorry about that." Kiera seemed to think she had gotten a bit too excited and hastily stopped herself to apologize to Gunter, asking about the training of Ye Haisheng's private guard.

  "How was your training?"

  "Pretty good!" Gun Ghost exclaimed, pointing to the training ground in the distance where a black man was training with Kayla: "I now believe why your tribe would produce such a great beauty like you. It turns out that the warriors of your tribe have the potential to become heroes. After two more months of training, they will possess strength even greater than the Marine Corps. Not bad, very good, hahaha..."

  The reason why Khaira was urged to train is that the private guards selected this time were selected from the tribe where Khaira was located. This alone is enough to reflect Yehya's boundless trust in Khaira, so it will be up to Khaira to take on this task.

  Ye Haiyan's dictatorship is most evident in his practice of nepotism. He doesn't care about your ability, as long as he thinks you're okay, then you're okay.

  "Well then, good luck, Gunji-san. I'm sure the President will give you a commendation." This was all Keira could say to encourage him, not knowing anything about military matters.

  "Don't worry, this is our responsibility." Gun Devil said with a serious face: "Please believe in the ability of our lurkers, we are the strongest, and the trained guards will also be the strongest!"

  Kiera walked away satisfied with the guarantee of Gungho.

  Staring at Kayla's enchanting back view, Gun Devil picked up the satellite phone and dialed a string of numbers.

  "Boss, I've put away the earrings."

  "Alright." Zhao Ziyang's voice came through.

  "Are we being too sinister?" Gun Devil asked Zhao Zi Yang with a smile.

  "Hahaha..." Zhao Ziyang's voice came, laughing and saying to Gun Gui: "We are not only very sinister, but we are also a group of robbers."

  "I like it, heh heh heh......" Gun Devil burst out laughing and turned his head to look at Mekakushi sitting in a wheelchair far away.

  This guy is afraid that his rights will be replaced by others, and he has not recovered from his illness yet, but he has come back to the Marine Corps again.

  "Meikaru's body is great." Gunji whispered into the phone, a mischievous smile spreading across his face as he continued, "Meikaru is searching everywhere for aphrodisiacs, Kallen my baby is so lonely, hehehe..."

  "Don't rush this matter, let's proceed slowly, we still have time."

  "Got it, boss."

  "Right, and don't rush into action on that side either, we'll definitely have a fierce battle with them sooner or later."

  "Yes!" The gun-wielding ghost nodded heavily, a gleam of hatred in his eyes.

  He put away the wire, and Gunji immediately put a smile on his face and walked towards Mecca in a wheelchair. He had to support Mecca, let Mecca sit more steadily in his own seat, and get what he had always wanted.

  Kaylene baby, everything is up to you now.