Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 729: Shocking Scene_1

Chapter 729: Chapter 729: Shocking Scene_1

Swallowing his saliva, the old chieftain asked cautiously, "Are they... not from a foreign regular army?"

Because he found it hard to imagine what kind of mercenary company could own so many pieces of heavy equipment!

Only regular armies would be willing to purchase so many weapons and equipment, right?

But if it were a foreign regular army, then the nature of things would change after their involvement.

Moomoo shook his head, "It’s a business security company from Eastern Europe. I am well acquainted with them. You must have heard too, weapons and equipment are quite cheap over there in recent years. If you have the right connections, it gets even cheaper. To be honest, all our tribal equipment was obtained through this security company."

The old chieftain allowed himself to relax, as long as it was a genuine mercenary company, it was negotiable.

After all, everyone knew that these foreign mercenary companies are purely profit-seeking and do not intervene in the internal politics of other countries.

"Alright, let’s inform them to come over then. As long as their prices are not unreasonable, we will hire them... we can keep them for one month or even for a long-term contract!" said the old chieftain readily.

By now, he had come to appreciate the importance of military power!

Especially after developing ambitions of his own...

To secure his position, one must have a powerful armed force, otherwise, it simply would not do.

Despite the President’s Mansion Guard being the most potent force within Burkina Faso, the problem was that it was formed by Kombore.

Moreover, after this coup, the Guard must have fractured with inconsistencies, with those who continue to support Kombore, those who support Blaise, and those who remain neutral.

In any case, intentions are not unified, and even after he ascends the throne, he will have to restructure the Guard, and obviously can’t continue with the same personnel.

But during this transitional phase, there must be sufficient military insurance, otherwise, the old chieftain fears he will meet the same fate as Kombore and Blaise.

Actually, the old chieftain was suspicious of how the calamity befell Blaise all of a sudden, and had been constantly speculating who was behind it all.

But despite having thought it over and over, he did not have a convincing answer.

The ones with the most suspicion, naturally, were Blaise’s own men, or perhaps just one of them.

As for the other tribal chieftains, including himself, the possibilities were slim.

Becuase at this time and night, the joint chieftains were not in the capital but on standby in neighboring towns.

The only armed force left in the capital was the President’s Mansion Guard.

And who gained the most from Blaise’s misfortune?

Of course, he probably benefited the most.

But this was unsure, because he was uncertain if the "mastermind" who assassinated Blaise would strike again.

Thus, due to these reservations, he wished to cozy up to Moomoo, in hopes of securing his own safety through Moomoo’s tribal armed forces.

And now, the arrival of an elite foreign mercenary team was even better!

When the time comes, leading the five hundred elite soldiers from Moomoo’s tribe, along with the mercenaries in armored cars and helicopters to the capital, he was eager to see who dared to compete with him for power and profits!

According to Moomoo, Wagner’s people should arrive in about three hours.

Therefore, the old chieftain decided to assemble his tribe’s team while waiting for the arrival of the mercenaries, all while preparing to advance to the capital.

Moomoo’s side was also making preparations. He blew the whistle to gather the tribal armed forces, instructing to pack up their equipment and prepare to advance towards the capital!

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The place where Moomoo stayed was a valley within the old chieftain’s tribal territory, a camp hastily established in an abandoned mine.

After all, in order to orchestrate the coup, this large force could not openly enter the towns as it would spill the beans.

The old chieftain’s tribal armed force had over three hundred people and with over five hundred from Moomoo’s side, they had over eight hundred men in total, a considerable force.

Accompanied by the sound of the whistle, the shouts and the bustling footsteps, the whole valley came alive.

Most of the soldiers had already gone to sleep, and were suddenly awakened out of their slumber.

Despite being mentally prepared, many complained incessantly.

At this point, the difference was notably apparent.

The soldiers from Moomoo’s tribe, who had been through rigorous training at the Wagner Security Base, and also because they were well compensated, cherished their job.

So when they were woken from their sleep, they jumped up without any grumbles, quickly dressed up and equipped their weapons.

Then they assembled in the open area, their movements swift and efficient, in proper formation.

It took them less than ten minutes from blowing the whistle to assembling!

It certainly seemed like a regular army now.

Comparatively speaking, it took the old chieftain’s tribal armed force almost half an hour from blowing the whistle to assembling. The Moomoo tribal force had already assembled, and the headcount was completed.

The men from the old chieftain’s side were still in a chaotic group, with many unable to find their teams, hollering at each other.

Both Moomoo and the old chieftain were standing aside observing, but their feelings were quite different.

Moomoo was greatly satisfied, it appeared the money spent was worth it.

However, the old chieftain was a little embarrassed, in comparison, his tribal force seemed like scattered soldiers, while Moomoo’s team was like a regular army!

Just by their demeanors, the disparity in combat capability would have been drastically different...

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While they were still getting organized, the old chieftain was about to deliver a speech to each tribe to boost morale before entering the capital.

He was astonished to find that a roar echoed from the distant sky and the ground vibrated slightly as if some heavy-duty vehicles were approaching the valley.

Moomoo looked up towards the distant sky, felt elated, and said, "The folks from Wagner are here!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the roar from the sky got louder, and more than a dozen white lights beamed down from the sky, revealing over a dozen heavy helicopters swiftly flying over.

Meanwhile, not far from the mouth of the valley, along with rumbling sounds, a long convoy appeared, composed entirely of armored cars!

These were obviously the reinforcements sent by Petrov!

For the sake of intimidation, Petrov had deployed almost all the heavy-duty equipment from the security base this time.

Fifteen heavy helicopters and thirty light armored cars!

Of course, the convoy also included support vehicles and refuelers.

After a night of rushing, they arrived here right on schedule!

The helicopters hovered in mid-air, slowly descending, the dust on the ground was blown into the air by the powerful rotor blades.

The soldiers from the old chieftain’s tribe had already scattered and kept their distance, they dared not approach, even though the old chieftain kept reassuring that they were their own people, it was of no use.

The soldiers from Moomoo’s tribe fared much better. After all, they had seen grand scenes at Wagner’s security base.

They were familiar with these helicopters and armored cars and understood their own people had arrived, so they maintained their formation undisturbed.