Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 731: Seeing a Ghost_1

Chapter 731: Chapter 731: Seeing a Ghost_1

Petrov looked at the ragtag troops of the old chieftain with some contempt.

Could these people even be considered soldiers...

The chief naturally saw Petrov’s disdain, his old face blushed a bit. Luckily, his skin was dark and nobody could tell.

He embarrassedly said, "I have a few trucks, they can follow behind."

Petrov just nodded without responding.

If he didn’t need to save face for the old chieftain, he would have wanted to tell him to keep his trucks at a distance!

......

At the commander’s order, Wagner’s soldiers and the tribal armed forces assembled, some got on the planes, some got on the armored vehicles.

The armored vehicles Petrov brought this time were not light tanks, but troop carriers.

It’s not that Wagner didn’t have tanks, but they simply were not needed.

Even these armored vehicles, equipped with heavy machine guns were enough to dominate the scene, carrying over ten soldiers each.

They could carry troops and fight efficiently, and they were fast enough to be more practical than deploying tanks.

If it were only Wagner’s company acting, they wouldn’t even bring armored vehicles, using only heavy helicopters, airdropping hundreds of elite troops for a decapitation strike!

Then, they would hunker down and wait for ground reinforcements.

That would be like heavenly soldiers appearing, a paramount display of military agility!

Unfortunately, now they seemed to have been "dragged down" by their "allies".

Thankfully the camp was not far from the capital, only tens of kilometers away, and the road conditions around the capital were barely adequate.

Otherwise, the helicopter fleet would have to rest for a while, as they would arrive much earlier than the vehicles.

......

The main exits and entrances of the capital had naturally been blocked by Blaise’s men.

The soldiers in charge of one of the passages were a small unit of ten or so men.

The squad leader, puffing on a cigarette, was boasting to the other soldiers. He promised to take them out for wine and steak every day once he gets promoted!

This was the best life he could imagine...

They had been sent here since the beginning of the operation, so they were unaware of what had transpired.

They did not know that Blaise was dead, nor that the leaders of the coup d’etat and the chieftains were in a state of panic, unsure of what was about to happen.

While they were boasting and laughing, a soldier suddenly exclaimed, "Sir, what is that?"

Pointing towards the distance.

The squad leader laughed and said, "What did you see, kid, a ghost? What could be out there at this time of night..."

Before he could finish, he too looked in the direction the soldier was pointing, and was dumbstruck.

A rumbling sound was coming from the distance, both from the ground and from the sky.

White lights were shooting towards them from both the sky and the ground...

"In the sky... those are planes!" the squad leader muttered.

The lights in the sky indicated that there were definitely a substantial number of planes, likely more than ten!

Honestly, he had never seen so many planes in his lifetime!

How many planes would Burkina Faso have! And the number that could actually fly was even smaller.

So, even during a national parade, only three or five planes would do a simple flyby to hold up a facade, he had never seen so many planes take off at once!

His mind was blank, this was the true meaning of seeing a ghost!

Where did all these planes come from, could a foreign force be invading Burkina Faso?

While they were still uncertain, both the fleet of planes and vehicles had quickly approached.

Only then did they see the ground convoy clearly. These were not ordinary vehicles.

The large vehicles covered in dark armor looked like armored beasts. The heavy machine guns mounted on the front were truly terrifying.

Just looking at the diameter of the gun barrel, one guessed a single bullet could blast apart half a human body...

These were not guns, calling them cannons would be more accurate!

......

They saw a small unit of soldiers guarding the main road, and roadblocks had been set up.

The convoy slowed its speed, the helicopters hovered in the air, stirring up dust and fallen leaves on the ground. The cold wind hit these trembling soldiers in the face.

It was not the cold they were afraid of, but fear itself...

An off-road vehicle emerged from behind the armored vehicles, the window rolled down, revealing the old chieftain’s face.

He shouted at the soldiers, "I am the chieftain of the Tutsi Tribe’s Burka tribe, we are going into the city for a meeting, you should have received the order. Oh, the troops behind me are my tribal soldiers, as well as the soldiers of the Moomoo chieftain."

The squad leader nodded hastily. He had indeed received orders, saying that some tribal chiefs would pass through here going into the city.

But he also received orders saying only the tribal chiefs and a few followers could enter the city, as for the tribal armed forces, they should station themselves outside the city, they were forbidden from entering!

This much was understandable, likely arrangements made by Blaise’s two assistants.

Currently, their soldiers were the strongest and in control of the capital’s situation.

Letting the tribal chiefs come in was to hold consultations, to reach a unanimous decision, before taking the next step.

However, they did not want these tribal chiefs’ troops to enter the city.

After all, the city was still under control, adding more troops would only increase the chances of chaos.

Furthermore, what if one or several chieftains with ulterior motives take this opportunity to seize the President’s Mansion, capturing everyone at the joint meeting.

So, this order was issued.

......

But the problem was, facing a force composed of helicopters and armored cars.

The squad leader really didn’t dare to say they could not pass...

His lips trembling, his hair standing on end, he just couldn’t find the words.

At this time, the leading armored car was already getting impatient, stepping on the gas, it roared forward.

The roadblocks set up on the main road might stop private cars, but for this type of armored car, they were utterly useless.

They were simply steamrolled over.

The convoy of armored vehicles left plumes of smoke behind, roaring as they followed.

As for the helicopters in the sky, they didn’t slow down, and just circled above the convoy.

Only after the magnificent convoy had passed did the squad leader recover his senses.

"Sir, what should we do! Should we report this to our superiors? I have a feeling that something is not right here." A soldier said.

The squad leader didn’t need him to say this, he had already pulled out his Nokia phone, starting to dial.

Even the dullest person could tell something was off.

Such a force should never appear in the extremely poor and backward Burkina Faso!

But it did...

Which means there must be some unusual things about to happen...