Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 728: The Campaign Has Not Yet Been Successful_1

Chapter 728: Chapter 728: The Campaign Has Not Yet Been Successful_1

Before Blaise could even finish the word "bomb," a massive explosion erupted inside the vehicle.

In an instant, the entire car, including Blaise and several others inside, was engulfed in a ball of fire!

Caught by surprise, the vehicles ahead and behind came to a halt amidst the ear-piercing sound of screeching brakes.

No one knew what had happened. They all stared dumbfounded at the ball of fire, their minds completely blank.

They thought they were on the brink of success, and once Blaise took power, everyone would have been living the high life.

But a mishap occurred just as they were about to clinch success...

......

The tribal chieftain was immediately notified of Blaise’s death in the attack.

Because in this coup d’etat, the key players were two people - one was Blaise, and the other was the tribal chieftain.

They each had their different roles to play.

In the capital, Blaise would lead his confidants in the coup, seize control of core institutions, and eliminate current key figures like Kombore.

Outside the capital, the tribal chieftain would liaise with various tribes, paving a favorable political atmosphere for Blaise’s ascension.

Now with Blaise unexpectedly killed, the only one left to make decisions was the tribal chieftain.

Upon receiving the call from the capital, the tribal chieftain was dumbstruck.

He held his phone for a long time without speaking, while on the other end, incessant questions like "What’s our next move?" "What should we do now?" kept coming.

Who knew what should be done next!

After a long while, triggered by a reminder from Mumu, the tribal chieftain hurriedly said into the phone, "Hold your positions for now. I will notify all the tribal chieftains to come to the capital. Let’s discuss and see what to do next."

By now, they were in a situation where they had no other choice but to proceed.

The tribal chieftain knew that Kombore wasn’t dead, just imprisoned.

But Blaise was unexpectedly dead...

If they gave up halfway and allowed Kombore to regain power, every tribal chieftain involved in this coup, including him, would probably face dire consequences!

So everyone had to brace themselves and carry on!

"I’ll make a few phone calls. Mumu, gather your troops. We will head directly to the capital with our forces. Be prepared for chaos." The tribal chieftain said hurriedly.

Mumu was a bit stunned, his mind a whirl of thoughts.

How had things ended up like this? However, he wasn’t afraid or anxious...

He had been quite in the dark throughout this coup, not being a key player nor aware of the detailed plan.

In short, the tribal chieftain had approached him with the idea, and then he sought Petrov’s opinion. Petrov assured him there would be only benefits and no drawbacks.

Mumu was completely obedient to Petrov. If Petrov believed it could be done, then there was no problem.

Given the strength of the Wagner Security Company, even if the plan was exposed, they had more than enough ability to protect themselves. There was simply nothing to worry about.

Lost in his thoughts, Mumu’s phone rang, startling him.

Glancing at the caller ID, he quickly answered Petrov’s call.

"Mr. Petrov, something happened! Blaise...," he began.

But before he could finish, Petrov cut him off.

"I know all about it. Now listen to me: this is a golden opportunity. If you handle this correctly, you, and the fate of your tribe, could see a complete turnaround! Here’s what you should do..."

As Petrov spoke, Mumu’s expression kept changing.

One moment he looked shocked, then frightened, then excited, and finally overjoyed...

......

After a while, as Mumu was pacing in the room, the tribal chieftain walked in hurriedly.

"Hey, why haven’t you gathered your troops yet?"

"We’re leaving soon. I’ve already contacted the other chieftains. We can’t rely too much on their troops. Your troops are the strongest.

If we join forces, we can control the situation.

Only then will we have the right to negotiate with the President’s Mansion Guard.

I’m worried that now that Blaise is dead, his two subordinates may have some ulterior motives!

But they should not have too many troops at their disposal. As long as our two tribes’ armed forces join together, we should be able to suppress them."

It was clear that the tribal chieftain had some plans brewing.

Now that Blaise was gone, but the coup still had to proceed, it was time for someone to step up and "seize control"!

The tribal chieftain believed he was the most qualified...

Of course, relying on the military strength of his tribe, it seemed unlikely to control the situation. That’s where Mumu’s tribal armed forces would come into play.

At this moment, whoever had the most powerful military force would have the loudest voice!

Mumu hesitated for a moment, his face a bit strange, but the room was dimly lit and the tribal chieftain didn’t notice it.

"So... I was thinking, isn’t it better to have stronger forces at this point?"

The tribal chieftain paused, then nodded. "Of course! If your tribal armed forces could have a thousand troops with such advanced equipment, together, we could sweep the capital. Unfortunately, with only 500 troops, it’s still somewhat insufficient."

Mumu quickly replied,

"Well, you should have heard that our tribe has a partnership with a foreign... mercenary company to develop mining areas.

They happen to have a security base near our tribe, and recently a group of mercenaries are stationed there.

So, I just contacted them and plan to hire this mercenary company to send troops over to lend us a hand!"

The tribal chieftain’s face lit up. He hadn’t thought of that.

Right, at a time like this, if they could hire a group of mercenaries to help maintain order, that would surely be a godsend!

And he was not worried about the mercenaries causing any trouble. After all, the coup d’etat was a domestic affair in Burkina Faso.

Being foreigners, the mercenaries had neither the interest nor the qualification to play the "leading role"!

It was nothing more than spending some money to gain a powerful ally. Why not?

"That’s great! But can they hurry over in time?" The tribal chieftain eagerly asked.

Mumu assured him, "They can. Their forces are fully mechanized with a large number of light armored vehicles and armed helicopters. And with their fighting power, we don’t need many of them. A couple of hundred should be enough to overpower all the armed forces in the capital!"

The tribal chieftain was stunned, light armored vehicles? Armed helicopters?

And a "large number" of them!