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Westland.

It is one of the few centralized monarchies in Africa.

A cabinet was also established and a constitutional monarchy was implemented for several years, which was later destroyed by the powerful Noisy II.

The royal family regained control of absolute power and all the wealth of the country.

In the evening, a medium-sized helicopter landed on the helipad in the backyard of the Westland Palace.

The palace is surrounded by exquisite iron fences and lush trees. It is not large in scale, but very exquisite. The main building has been renovated just a few years ago. At first glance, it looks like the official residence of the President of Country M. It may be related to Noisy II who studied in Country M when he was young. related.

The representative of the Firefox Legion got off the helicopter.

The leader, Tan Hailong, looked around the palace and murmured: "Don't worry about fewness, but worry about inequality..."

Although the palace in Westland is average, it is extremely luxurious compared to the thatched houses of most common people.

Every time Noisy II chose a concubine, thousands of women gathered in the square in front of the palace to choose from.

In an already poor country, the high concentration of power and wealth will inevitably lead to public anger.

Tan Hailong came to Westland this time to make Noisy II realize that he was sitting on a powder keg.

Fall to the fire fox, and the powder keg will not explode.

"I welcome you on behalf of the King."

The palace manager of Country F was slightly proud when facing Tan Hailong and his party. He had another secret identity...an agent of Country F's Intelligence Agency.

He is responsible for keeping an eye on the Westland royal family.

Preventing any cooperation between the Westland royal family and Firefox was his top priority.

"Thank you!"

Tan Hailong abides by etiquette.

"Come with me."

The palace manager, however, did not look at Tan Hailong and went ahead with his head held high.

"Nah..." A man next to Tan Hailong glared and became angry.

Tan Hailong stopped his companion from talking with his eyes.

The palace steward arrogantly led the group into the hall where the king held a banquet. The hall was magnificent and the floors and walls were mostly made of red solid wood.

There are thirty gold-carved armchairs on both sides of the luxurious dining table more than ten meters long, which can accommodate thirty people.

It can be seen from the decoration that Wiseland, which was once a colony of France, was deeply influenced by the culture of France.

Tan Hailong and others were looking around, and the sound of chaotic footsteps was accompanied by a rough voice: "Friends of Firefox, welcome to Westland as a guest."

Tan Hailong turned around and saw Noisy II surrounded by six wives and seventeen children. He smiled, led people to greet Noisy and his family.

Fatness is beauty.

All the wives of Noisy II were like this.

This is an aesthetic that Tan Hailong cannot understand. When faced with a group of black princesses, he kept his head down as much as possible and did not look at them for fear of nausea.

Under Noisi's greeting, everyone sat down.

The dinner was quite sumptuous.

The palace chef from country F cooks very authentic Western food.

"When I entertain distinguished guests, I use the best ingredients, including salmon, foie gras, caviar, and king crab. They were flown in yesterday. The steaks are also top-quality beef from Australia."

Noisy, who has a round face and fat head, personally introduces each dish to Tan Hailong. He is quite proud of himself and seems to be showing off a bit.

He behaves roughly, saves face, talks big, and loves to show off.

Noisy's many character flaws are well known.

The conversation between the two men gradually shifted from food to business.

Tan Hailong, who represented Firefox, tactfully stated his intention.

Noisy II's smile disappeared, he put down his knife and fork, and said to Tan Hailong: "Although your supreme commander, Mr. Ma, can be regarded as my friend, country F is more important to me. Whoever deals with country F in Africa is My enemy."

Noisy expressed his attitude.

Tan Hailong smiled and nodded.

Presumably Noisy's confidence comes not only from the support of Country F and Country M, but also from the 36,000 soldiers of Westland.

The most elite are the King's Guards who are loyal to the royal family.

The King's Guard consists of four thousand men, all equipped with F-type equipment.

The armored regiment is equipped with twenty main station tanks and thirty-five wheeled armored vehicles. It is called the largest armored group of the Westland Army and is commanded by the Grand Prince.

The senior officers of the King's Guard are all members of the royal family, and they have paid a lot of money to hire a team of instructors from country F for training, so their combat effectiveness is not weak.

Tan Hailong picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, stood up and said to Vanusi II: "Then the dinner ends here. I will return to the Firefox headquarters to report your choice to the commander-in-chief."

"No delivery."

Noisy II no longer gave the Fire Fox people a good look.

"Please!"

Arius, the king's guard chief, asked Tan Hailong and others to leave with a cold face.

A group of people walked out of the palace.

Tan Hailong said to Alius, who was walking beside him: "The commander-in-chief said, salute first and then fight. If salute is useless, then you can take action at any time."

Alius said nothing, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

The next day.

Seven o'clock in the morning.

Boom!

The sudden sound of gunfire alerted the palace steward who was about to see the king.

It's gunfire!

The palace manager, who had been playing with guns for many years, was frightened. He ran with two guards and shouted: "Someone, come quickly!"

At the entrance of the restaurant, three servants lay with their heads outwards and feet inward in a pool of blood. It looked like they had been shot while escaping.

The palace steward quickly came to the door of the restaurant, leaned against the wall, took a look in, and was shocked.

In the restaurant, a bloody massacre was taking place.

At the main seat of the long dining table, Noisy sat on a slumped chair. His big black head was drooping, his chest and abdomen were dripping with blood, and he was shot to death by a submachine gun.

"No one of the royal family members who have committed evil will be spared!"

To the surprise of the palace steward, the person who spoke was actually the king's captain of the bodyguard, Aleus.

This person's rebellion means that the palace is in danger.

There were more than a dozen soldiers on guard in the restaurant with their guns raised. Judging from their uniforms and equipment, they definitely came from the King's Guard.

There was loud gunfire, and Noisi's eldest son and second son, who bullied men and women, were beaten into honeycombs.

The palace manager was so frightened that he thought that Firefox sent someone yesterday.

Firefox, want to replace country F in Africa?

The palace was in chaos, and sporadic gunshots could be heard.

Frightened men and women fled in all directions.

People who were extremely dissatisfied with the royal family rushed into the palace, vandalized and looted.

In the southern suburbs of the Westland capital, there is a base shared by F Army and M Army, with 1,500 people stationed here.

The anti-royal armed forces suddenly appeared and rushed out of the city in hundreds of dilapidated trucks and pickups, carrying billowing smoke and dust, and headed towards the military base.

Sirens rang throughout the base.

M Corps and F Corps mounted the high wall for defense.

Inside the base, at the top of multiple sentry towers built of reinforced concrete close to the high walls, double-barreled machine guns rotated, aiming at the approaching pickup truck convoy.

Nearly ten thousand people surrounded the base.

The two sides confront each other.

When twenty tanks and thirty-five armored vehicles originally belonging to the royal guard appeared in front of the base, the commander of M Army and F Army decided to negotiate with the anti-royal armed forces.

at sunset.

Fifteen hundred people, riding in Humvee military vehicles, mine-resistant and ambush-resistant vehicles, and trucks with white flags, evacuated the base and evacuated into neighboring countries in Wiseland.

The anti-royal armed forces and people who caught up with the "farewell" convoy threw feces and sewage on the military vehicles and cheered.

This began the dramatic changes in Africa.