Chapter five hundred and thirtieth surprise change
fire!
Give an order.
The artillery group composed of cannon howitzers roared. The moment the thick cannon fired, the barrel shrank violently, and the ground trembled. There were dazzling lines of fire in the night sky. In just a few seconds, the Arctic Fox base camp more than ten kilometers away exploded.
A group of shocking flames.
The mountains shook and the earth shook.
This was just the beginning. Then the artillery group fired five consecutive salvos. The bombardment stopped. Multiple illumination bombs exploded in the night sky, illuminating the earth. The once exquisite manor and the base camp of Arctic Fox were almost reduced to ruins. More than a thousand soldiers followed the armored troops.
I rushed through several security checkpoints, entered the manor, and searched everywhere, but found no one.
Regardless of whether there are people or not, as the manor was razed to the ground, the Arctic Fox's power was eliminated from Uganda, and the officer who directed the operation immediately reported it to his superiors.
On Lake Victoria, two gunboats, five speedboats, and a yacht were speeding. On the top deck of the yacht, Scorpion looked in the direction of the base camp, clenching his steel teeth.
If there hadn't been an informant bribed by Arctic Fox within the Ukrainian military to reveal the information in time, ten people would be trapped in the manor tonight, and their life or death would be uncertain.
The Scorpions were the last ones to evacuate, and they almost ran into the Ukrainian gunboats blocking the waterway. In fact, the Scorpions wanted to kill a lot before evacuating, but Yang Chen gave strict orders... to avoid the danger for the time being.
Scorpion was so angry that he almost suffered internal injuries.
The sudden action of the Ukrainian army was strange and strange, and they saw the right time. All the forces that Arctic Fox could mobilize were thrown into the Westland battlefield, making it difficult to counterattack for the time being.
Leading the three to four hundred people stationed in the base camp to kill a lot of people did not help the situation, and might have sacrificed the lives of many brothers in vain. No matter how angry Scorpion was, his mind was not chaotic, and he gradually suppressed the urge to kill to satisfy his hatred.
"Are we leaving like this?"
"Those who have bullied us all these years have not ended well, and I think this time will be no exception." Scorpion turned to look at his unwilling subordinates with murderous intent.
Hundreds of kilometers away, in Kampala, the capital of Uganda, there are armed soldiers patrolling or standing guard everywhere. The president suddenly fell into a coma this morning. In order to prevent political instability, Vice President Momboka temporarily assumed the powers of the president and launched an emergency response plan. As for whether the president is
Coma, few people saw it with their own eyes.
The Presidential Palace, the most majestic building in Kampala, has become increasingly heavily guarded. The surrounding roads have been blocked. In the middle of the night, on the avenue leading to the main entrance of the Presidential Palace, a group of cars drove towards the road-blocked checkpoint. The officer on duty here looked over.
He saw the car's license plate and hurriedly ordered the sentries to raise the barrier blocking the road.
As the motorcade passed by, officers and sentries held their heads high and saluted. They watched the motorcade drive straight into the presidential palace. Dozens of soldiers got out of the car, surrounded a tall and burly black general, and poured into the main building of the presidential palace.
Momboka.
Minister of Defense and Vice President, the second most powerful figure in the Ukrainian government,
The vice president in military uniform held his head high, and wherever he passed, people stood in awe. They walked unimpeded to the door of the president's bedroom. The guards in front of the two gorgeous solid wood doors saluted and opened the door for him.
Not knowing whether he was nervous or excited, Momboka took a deep breath, straightened his military uniform, and then stepped into the bedroom. His entourage did not follow him.
There was a person lying on the bed in the bedroom, with his hands handcuffed to the head of the bed. Seeing Momboka walking in, he stood up angrily, but was pulled hard by the handcuffs.
"You are despicable and shameless. You will never succeed. You can never replace me!" The middle-aged black man whose personal freedom was restricted glared at Momboka with eyes wide open. Seeing this posture, he wanted to tear Momboka into pieces.
Momboka smiled and said: "No one in this world cannot be replaced. I have the support of Americans behind me and will make this country a better place."
"Support you? They treat you like a dog." The middle-aged black man on the bed laughed angrily. He had long realized that this former confidant was flirting with Americans, harboring evil intentions, and it was hateful that he was careless and allowed the villain to succeed.
"I am a dog and a human. You don't need to worry about it. You should worry about your future." Mongbo pulled up a chair, sat down with a deep smile, lit a cigar, and said while smoking: "Actually, you have no right to hate me, either.
Don't blame me for being mean and shameless. If I didn't strike first, I would undoubtedly die in your hands. You forced me to do this."
"Did I force it?"
The man on the bed threw his head back and laughed. Ambitious people have a natural tendency to covet power. There is no need to be forced. After he laughed, he gritted his teeth and said, "It was you who had evil intentions in the first place."
"Stop talking about this, it's of no use. You are already a complete loser, and I have completely taken control of the political power. It won't be long before I will replace you and become the true head of state and the greatest leader of this country." Momboka.
By the end of the speech, I felt high-spirited and full of confidence.
"If you really control the situation, why do you want to spare my life?" The man on the bed had an angry look with a hint of disdain. From a soldier to a head of state, he has worked hard for half a life and developed a sharp eye to deceive him...
.wishful thinking!
"You are always so self-righteous. If you change this problem sooner, I may not have the chance to attack you." Momboka smiled coldly, puffed hard on his cigar, stood up and walked out.
"Don't be too proud...If you don't kill me, I will have a chance to make a comeback." The man on the bed roared.
Momboka walked out with his eyes narrowed, his murderous intentions revealed, but he couldn't kill him now. He used drugs to make his enemy unconscious, which could temporarily hide his eyes and ears from all parties. When the enemy's die-hard loyalists came to visit, he would kill them all.
, completely control the situation, and kill again before it is too late. Killing at this time, what is the point of acting?
Once exposed, the consequences would be disastrous.
Although he is the second-ranking figure in the military, most of the military generals regard the man under house arrest as his leader, especially the most elite troops of his brother, Zhengtong Commander, who are encircling and suppressing the anti-Japanese armed forces entrenched in the southern mountainous area.
He suppressed his murderous intention and walked out of the bedroom with deep thoughts. A subordinate quickly approached and reported in a low voice, "General, the Arctic Fox's lair has been razed to the ground."
"good!"
Momboka smiled grimly.
The Arctic Fox had humiliated him before, and he had to pay the price and get out of his territory. He didn't take it seriously for the Arctic Fox's possible revenge...
What can a mere mercenary organization with thousands of people do to shake him, the future head of state? What can it do to compete with the East African Lion?
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Westland, the two sides are still in a stalemate.
In particular, the coup factions learned that the Ugandan army had destroyed the Arctic Fox base camp, which strengthened their belief in resistance. However, the people below were still panic-stricken, and the people's dissatisfaction with them was growing.
Only with guns and a popular base can one be invincible. In these two aspects, the coup faction is clearly at a disadvantage.
In the military camp guarding the important area of Westland, the backbone of the Arctic Fox gathered in Yang Chen's tent. They were filled with indignation. Several big bosses were gearing up and clamoring to lead people back to Uganda, causing an uproar.
Yang Chen turned his back to everyone and silently looked at the hung battle map.
