Take the Red Police to Marvel

(Zimbabwe was named Rhodesia before its full independence in 1980, and then Zimbabwe)

Gwanda, a town in southwestern Zimbabwe, is located in South Matabeleland Province and was founded in 1900. This is an important gold mining area in Zimbabwe, and nickel and limestone are also mined.

There are power stations, cement factories, cattle and agricultural product trading markets, and a railway branch line connecting Zimbabwe's capital Harare, which is a very suitable place for economic development.

The people here should have lived and worked in peace and developed steadily, but at this moment they have been caught in the flames of revolution due to the excessive exploitation of those in power.

Of course, this is only what happened on the surface. In fact, everyone knows who is behind the independent organization, but they still have nothing to do with the organization behind it.

Especially the United Kingdom, they were both surprised and angry. They were so surprised that the alliance actually tried to dismember his colonial system, and they were angry that the alliance was too close to him. If they used local resources to support the colonies, it would definitely cause the alliance attention.

In that case, the alliance will increase investment in Zimbabwe to make independent organizations stronger. However, the United Kingdom, which has lost many colonies, is just an island country. How can it be compared with the alliance that has more than half of Europe and absorbs the world's resources.

The alliance is eager for the UK to start a war of attrition, so that the UK can be exhausted without spending troops or using too much brain.

The last batch of covert support sent by the United Kingdom was to ask the United States to take over Rockefeller's establishment of a new petrochemical plant in Africa. According to their domestic analysis, as long as they do not take the initiative to project troops or transport weapons.

Then the alliance will not increase its support due to its international reputation, and will only maintain the current financial and tactical theoretical support for independent organizations.

The superiority of tactical theory can indeed make up for the gap in weapons and equipment to a certain extent, but this represents huge casualties.

This is also the reason why independent organizations occupied Gwanta first, because there are power stations and factories here, which can produce weapons and equipment for them.

The advantage is that this can produce weapons, equipment and supplies. The disadvantage means that they have fixed targets and cannot relocate to fight guerrilla warfare. For the government forces with more resources and manpower, they have more time to replenish motorized troops and armor force.

As long as there is enough fuel, the government army can directly pull up a large force to go straight to Guanda along the railway, destroying the logistics of the independent organization, and without hard material support, even the guerrillas will fall apart on the road even if they are iron men.

Just as they imagined quelling the rebellion in Zimbabwe and regaining full control of the colony, their opponents had already made countermeasures.

Somalia, which has just passed independence, is now in a stage of waiting to be rebuilt. It is not right to say that it is waiting to be rebuilt, because the Soviet Union has no time to take care of the situation here, so Somalia fell into the warlord regime just two years after independence. Anarchy.

Makar was one of them, and it was a big one.

It's just that when he saw the extra package on his desk today, his face changed. If someone can sneak into his office without anyone noticing, then he can kill him in the same way.

He silently drew out the pistol at his waist to guard against the situation, and at the same time called the guards outside the door to be alert.

Just as he was getting close to unpacking the package, Makar stopped his hands suddenly. The guard hadn't figured out what performance art his boss was playing, so Makar coughed dryly and looked at the guard.

"I need you to do something for me."

"You say."

He pointed to the package on the table and said with a serious expression that could not be refused.

"Open it."

Thinking of something in an instant, the guard's face changed slightly. Although he was very resistant psychologically, under the pressure of the guns behind him, he still had to bite the bullet and walked to the package and carefully began to dismantle it.

Estimating the equivalent of the bomb inside, Kamal stood in the corridor from afar and watched the situation inside.

Fortunately, the accident did not happen.

There were no time bombs or volatile poisons hidden in the package, and there was nothing that could threaten the personal safety of those present.

There is only a map in that ordinary paper bag, with a location marked on it.

No matter who is playing tricks, the most important thing is to understand the intentions of the people behind it.

Makar immediately led a large number of people to the location marked on the map. The location on the map was near the sea, and there was a large warehouse here at some point.

There is no ambush nearby, and the field of vision is quite wide. After opening the warehouse, there is a jeep inside. From the outside, it should be a new vehicle produced recently.

"So many cars!"

When everyone was shocked, the loudspeaker in the corner of the warehouse suddenly rang.

"Dear Mr. Makar, are you satisfied with this gift?"

Hearing the childish voice from the ceiling, Makar gave his subordinates a wink on Eleven and they went out to guard, and they laughed and said after everyone had gone out.

"Although I don't know who you are, I'm really satisfied. Why don't you come out and let me thank you face to face for giving me so many gifts."

"You don't need to be face to face, but I can see your sincere expression. Do you know where I am observing you?"

Before Makar could respond, a large dragonfly with flapping wings flew in front of him from the darkness, and Makar could clearly see the mechanical body of the dragonfly.

He didn't know how such an exquisite structure was achieved, but it was certainly not simple.

"I would like to ask, what kind of gift do these gifts need to return?"

"It's very simple. At this time, a smuggled cargo ship carrying petrochemical equipment is about to arrive in East Africa. Your target is this ship."

The dragonfly retreated a certain distance, and then the various rays of light emitted from its abdomen interweaved a set of vivid 3D images in the humid air.

Such an astonishing operation once again refreshed Makar's understanding of this mysterious organization. With cold sweat streaming down his forehead, he smiled and lowered his posture slightly, waiting for the next words.

"There is a speedboat with a voyage of [-] nautical miles right by the sea. I want you to choose a reliable person to drive the speedboat to hijack this ship and let the people on board crash into the alliance's space elevator base. As long as you do it, I will give you Fuel and more weaponry to give you a stronger presence in Somalia."

Makar thought about the intentions of this mysterious organization, but he never expected that they would hijack a freighter to hit the base of the space elevator. If you want to get close to that thing without permission, you will definitely be blown up by the frigate. This is a completely meaningless behavior. Could it be that Which freighter is this organization targeting?

Impossible, the freighter is just an insignificant thing for an organization with such strength, and it should not be aimed at the freighter itself, but to attack the people behind them.

Look up and see the flag on the freighter, Great Britain...

He instantly connected the space elevator and the freighter. Could it be that this mysterious organization wanted to fake the collision accident as the captain's idea, and frame Britain to destroy the relationship between the two sides?

Or is it simply a self-directed and self-acted by the alliance? After all, the space elevator is surrounded by warships, well-defended, and it is impossible to cause effective damage.

The more he thought about it, the more confused Makar's mind became. He felt that he should be involved in the game of some powerful force, but he couldn't refuse.

He really didn't want to know too much about the things behind this, but if he didn't understand the situation clearly and stand in line, he might not even know how he died, so at this moment, Makar asked boldly.

"Can I know your identity, that's it... You know, I'm really worried."

"Hahaha, no problem, of course no problem."

The voice laughed twice and said something that sounded very shocking to Makar's ears in a normal tone.

"Chop off one head and grow two more."