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Text Chapter 505: The surprise of secret communication (Part 2)

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    Elder Mustafa also didn¡¯t expect that less than half an hour after he arrived in Malawi, he would have made the decision to negotiate with the invading enemy. He even said that he was proud of the various battle plans he had prepared on the road earlier.  Not even a chance.

    It's no wonder that the news he got was that there were indigenous invaders from nearby villages, but when they arrived at the scene, they immediately turned into pirates that gave him a headache. For Luo Er and his troops, Mustafa subconsciously still  I'm afraid to avoid it.

    I didn't see the two nobles with their nostrils turned upward. As soon as they recognized each other's identities, they immediately changed their faces and asked their men to pack their bags and run away to Iligan or even Cagayan de Oro.  .

    But no matter how much I run, I can't leave this island. Instead of being driven to the beach sooner or later with nowhere to go, I might as well talk to that damn pirate leader first and test what he means. If there is still hope, say no.  allow.

    Of course, even Mustafa can do it to the death, but that is the most helpless thing and not worth it.

    As for the accountability of the Presbyterian Council above, let¡¯s first look at the effect of the talks. As long as Mustafa does not leave this Mindanao island, he is still sure of his life and death. The large amount of aid saved will not be in vain.

    Soon, under the pressure of the elders who came to supervise the army, Ben Bella and Umu quickly dispatched an officer, holding a white flag, who appeared in Luo Er's field of vision.

    "Hey, there are really experts in this urban area. They can see Xiao Jin's threat at a glance, and can send people to contact him directly. He is also a decisive person," he recalled Xiao Jin.  Luo Er glanced at the officer wading through the muddy water from a distance, then led Lao Cui out of the depression and returned to the trench where the indigenous militiamen were guarding.

    With a distance of less than two kilometers, the officer holding the white flag could not walk for long.

    After changing into a clean uniform, Luo Er wore an officer's uniform with a school-level military rank. He sat carelessly in front of a brick and wood bunker, holding a cigar in his mouth and began to puff slowly; behind him, Lao Cui continued as usual.  He stood up straight with an expressionless face, the rifle across his chest.  His finger was already on the trigger.

    Look around again.  The fierce guards drove away a bunch of chaotic militia leaders ten steps away. The smell on their bodies.  Even Zhou Guangdao frowned.

    Soon.  Two militiamen guarding the outpost.  Led by a native squad leader, they pushed the Moro officer and the crooked white flag.  Arriving in front of Luo Er.

    "Reporting to the officer, we have captured a spy," the squad leader with a stained face, carrying a Thomson, happily stepped forward to report his success. His stammering English almost made Luo Er spit out his breakfast.

    Spy?  Didn't you see clearly that there were spies in uniform? Not to mention Luo Ergeying, even the Moro officer raised his face angrily and shook the white flag in his hand, "Sir, I am  The liaison officer sent by Mustafa, I want to meet with Mr. Luo,"

    Looking up, I found a young officer sitting slantedly on a square wooden chair above me. He looked carefully, Damn, U.S. military officer!  This Moro officer was also a thin-haired man with a quick mind. After opening his mouth to protest, he rolled his eyes and stopped talking. He didn't know what he was thinking.

    What he wanted was this effect. Luo Er squinted his eyes and smiled softly. His shiny low-waisted leather shoes were cocked very proudly. You Aflan wanted to provoke the flames from both ends and sit firmly in the oriole's nest. How could you have thought that I could still cross the wall?  Where's the ladder?

    Luo Er looked at the officer sideways, and then thought about what this guy said. Luo Er couldn't help but feel stunned. Oh, he really met an acquaintance. No wonder, no wonder there was no movement on the other side so quickly; if someone who doesn't know his own details  , it was said that he had to spend hundreds or even thousands of cannon fodder to find out that there was a problem. It turned out to be Mustafa.

    Luo Er still has a good impression of Mustafa. Although everyone is in different camps and he tricked him once, business matters can be discussed. Sharing interests is the long-term solution.

    Since someone came to the door with good intentions, Luo Er couldn't stand it, and immediately laughed, "Oh, it's Mustafa. That really flooded the Dragon King Temple. The whole family no longer knows each other. He is my friend."  Ah, long time no see, you have become an elder, not bad, not bad,"

    The faint comment made the Moro officer, who bowed his head and said nothing, tighten his big hand holding the white flag and bamboo pole, but his expression showed no abnormality.

    "So, the team on the opposite side is under the control of Elder Mustafa?" Facing Luo Er's question, Moro officer Hao nodded without hesitation and said confidently, "Yes, the first and third regiments belong to Mustafa."  The Pharaoh is in charge,"

    Damn it, with the strength of the two regiments, it would be troublesome to fight. Luo Er's eyebrows moved slightly, he took a deep breath of his cigar, and with a faint smoke, he smiled silently, "Okay, very good,"

      "I am Mr. Luo you are talking about. You can call me sir. Tell me. Elder Mustafa asked you to come here. Is it because we are acquaintances or because we want to continue a competition? I would like to see his subordinates trained.  "The murderous words came out of Luo Er's mouth with a smile on his face, which looked very strange.

    "No, it's not." The suppressed evil aura around him and the unabashed inducement of the officer in front of him made Officer Moro wake up immediately. His mission was not to declare a challenge. If he could not complete the elder's instructions, he would go back.  It was also a severe beating with a whip.

    "Elder Mustafa authorized Ben Bella and Captain Umm to send me to contact you, sir. Is there a misunderstanding between the two of us? War is not good for anyone. If we can talk, it is best to negotiate between the two parties.  It¡¯s better to solve the problem.¡± It must be said that the liaison officer selected by Ben Bella was very sharp-tongued and quickly stated Mustafa¡¯s original intention.

    "Oh, I want to negotiate," Luo Er curled his lips in surprise, "My men and horses are all in place, and you elders just showed up. What were you doing earlier? If we don't have a good fight, it will be difficult to manage my subordinates.  , what should I do with the cost of materials?" He hesitated as he muttered to himself. Although his voice was not loud, Officer Moro heard it and sweatdropped on his back.

    ??????????????????????????????? Well, you just occupied our two lines of defense and you thought you had won. You are so arrogant, even though you are cursing hatefully in your heart.  On the surface, the Moro officer still looked submissive.

    As for how to report when he returns, he doesn¡¯t mind bragging that the fighting power of his team is something that these natives cannot resist.

    Along the way, the Moro officers had noticed the indigenous militiamen scattered in the trenches, smoking and chewing betel nut. As for the uniform on Luo Er, that was another matter.

    Very refreshing.  Luo Er did not embarrass the officer who was standing in front of him.  An hour was given and the two parties agreed that he would have a personal interview with Elder Mustafa in an open space at the front.

    Officer Moro returned.  At the downtown headquarters.  Mustafa and the two regimental leaders.  After listening to the staff officer's report and removing the moisture from his mouth, the three of them showed a trace of solemnity on their faces.

    "Sure enough. He has joined forces with the Americans," Mustafa sighed softly, looking at his two generals with complex eyes. At this time, Luo Er was wearing a US military officer's uniform, and the deep meaning exposed, no matter how stupid he is,  Everyone can see the meaning.

    There are also weapons in the hands of those indigenous monkeys, all of which are American-style equipment. This is enough to prove that the person standing behind Luo Er is the evil Yankee.

    Of course, the few extremely powerful soldiers with Ka assault rifles in their hands were ignored by them. It is normal for them to have few trusted guards and they are well-equipped.

    Of course, Mustafa immediately determined that the troops in Luo Er's army were definitely still behind the indigenous cannon fodder, and had even begun to make a detour.

    "Front-on confrontation, flanking encirclement, huh, that's too cruel, he wants to keep us here, plus the black-headed bullets, hahahaha," after a moment of silence, Mustafa sneered and said, "Maybe, we  I can¡¯t run away anymore,¡±

    "Intelligence shows that the number of weapons in the hands of Mr. Luo has already exceeded 10,000. Plus those stupid indigenous militias, can we win?" Mustafa stood up, shook his clothes, and looked at  Without looking at the two sweating subordinates beside him, he walked straight out of the courtyard, "It's time to go talk to him,"

    Now, he can't even say the word "negotiation" casually. After all, the situation is compelling. If you are not careful, you will be a prisoner. It will be a good life.

    "We have been fighting for a long time. We have been fighting with other people's cannon fodder for nearly a month. Now it is estimated that their main force should have arrived, and we are going to fight." Ben Bella raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead and looked at the fellow sufferers speechlessly.  Wumu sighed and chased after him, "Let's go, the elder can't go into danger alone,"

    In less than an hour, it rained and the sky cleared in the southern suburbs of Malawi. In the middle of the confrontation between the Moro Front and the indigenous militia, on a slightly flat sandy ground, Elder Mustafa and his confidant Harry were waiting solemnly.  , the two regiment leaders were five steps behind, accompanying them with livid faces.

    Carrying no weapons or being surrounded by guards, Mustafa had already shown great kindness at this time.

    When the watch pointer pointed to ten o'clock, a group of figures staggered out from the indigenous militia position. Looking at it from a distance, Mustafa couldn't help being stunned, and then burst into laughter. This Mr. Luo, really  A master of enjoyment.

    Two thick bamboo poles were found from who knows where, and a big chair was firmly tied to them. Four capable indigenous men carried the new chair and walked over step by step.  .

    Follow the person next to the lifting chair?Except for the ferocious-looking Lao Cui, there was no guard at all. Zhou Guangdao stayed where he was to guard the formation.

    The person lying on the chair with his face up was none other than Mr. Luo, who had tricked him once. After not seeing him for many days, he still looked so good at enjoying himself. Although he was very contemptuous in his heart, Mustafa's face was already filled with emotion.  A smile appeared.

    "Hi, God bless you, Mr. Luo, my friend, is it really you?" Facing Luo Er's approach to the chair, Mustafa smiled and pressed his hands on his chest, saying hello loudly. If it weren't for Lao Cui's serious face,  It's scary, maybe he has already run up to hug the chairlift.

    "Oh, Mustafa, are you okay? My most sincere friend, I am also very happy to see you." Hearing Mustafa's exaggerated shout, Luo Er raised his eyelids and sat up pretending to be surprised.  , with a casual move, the ladder was put down, and people jumped down.

    Two old friends with their own concerns, falsely warm greetings, health, climate, and that damn typhoon, I congratulate you on becoming an elder, you congratulate me on my free port, there are a lot of long words, all secretly.  Sigh that the other party has become more tactful, but they just didn¡¯t get to the point.

    The two men¡¯s subordinates looked at their respective leaders in astonishment.  The hypocritical performance can be regarded as an eye-opener. As for how bad and far-reaching the impact will be later, it depends on personal cultivation.

    "Mr. Luo, why did you come to Malawi in person?" Mustafa, who talked a lot of nonsense, finally couldn't stand Luo Er's shamelessness and started talking about serious matters. Otherwise, Luo Er  After chatting with him for a long time, he could go back to the urban area but not go back.  Or two things to say.

    He was really scared.  I am afraid that this Mr. Luo will come out of nowhere and send troops to attack the city from all directions. A smiling wolf is no longer enough to describe this person.

    "Yes. Mustafa. We are acquaintances. So we won't speak foreign words," Luo Er still smiled and reached out to pat the dust on his uniform that was not there at all.  "The United States will pay me to send troops to destroy your Moro Front,"

    "I still have the status of an active-duty officer in the United States. It's really hard to shirk it." Luo Er looked at Mustafa sincerely. "But for the sake of old friends, my direct troops did not show up. You should do the same."  Clearly, otherwise it wouldn¡¯t be such a peaceful scene,¡±

    How could Mustafa fail to hear the threats in Luo's words? Mr. Luo, who was ruthless and reckless in his actions, was extremely frightened. Those soldiers who suddenly turned into black liquid were enough to give him nightmares this year.  .

    Mustafa was stunned for a moment by Luo Er's straightforwardness, and shook his head with a wry smile, "Mr. Luo, please show mercy. Americans are not good people. You must also know that without prey, hunting dogs will be useless."  useless,"

    In order to protect his men, Mustafa lost his face and did not hesitate to use himself as a prey. Of course, Luo Er's role was not authentic.

    "Fuck, you're a dog," Luo Er had a sinister look in his eyes and forced a smile. If the other party wasn't still useful, he would have simply made an elder-type potion to try.  tried.

    ¡°But there are still two unformed medicines in the medicine box, so let¡¯s just let go of them first.

    "Okay, the chat is over," Luo Er coughed and said sternly, "What benefits do you think I have for letting go of your two regiments? You know, if it weren't for you, I would have let Marawi City go today.  area, turned into a no man¡¯s land,¡±

    I can let you go, but if there is no benefit, then the interest will be lost. Regardless of whether you are a friend or not, the interests must still be discussed in person.

    "The city of Marawi belongs to you, and I will take my people back to Iligan," Mustafa stated the conditions without any ambiguity. He also knew that this was not Mr. Luo's bottom line. He was bargaining to see if he could reduce his losses.  .

    "Okay, you and I can go back and organize our troops to fight," Luo Er nodded quickly and was about to get on the chair. If you don't want the shame, then don't blame me for not being a friend.

    "Don't, don't, Mr. Luo, wait a minute. Let's talk to him if you have something to say." Unexpectedly, Luo Er stopped the negotiation so simply. Mustafa immediately panicked. Why don't you even return the counteroffer? What's the business?  This is how it is done.

    "Elder Mustafa, I, Luo Ben, thought you were a friend at first, but you treat me like a businessman. It's really chilling." Luo Er turned around, took a cigar in his mouth with a look of displeasure on his face, and lit it himself.  , "Think slowly, I can't afford to waste the time I have to give you a cigar. The old lady is still waiting for news from me,"

    "Well, then, what is your request? Just come up with it," I thought, I think it will work. Elder Mustafa was very aggrieved and helpless.

    Barefoot people are not afraid of rainy days. Luo Er's advantage in front of him is that he does not care about the casualties of soldiers and civilians, but he, Elder Mustafa, cannot do that. The people are the capital of their survival. Once a large-scale war breaks out, the island will be destroyed.  There is already nowhere to go."Commissioner Afran, the Yankee, wants you to be driven to Butuan and the northeastern part of Leona." Luo Er waved his hand and took out a map and unfolded it in front of Mustafa. "My conditions are not that harsh.  Cagayan de Oro, Malabar to the east, I won¡¯t go,¡±

    Luo Er's simple words made Mustafa instantly feel a cold current, running from his heels to the back of his head, vicious, damn white pigs, Americans, we Moros are not done with you.

    Naturally, Luo Er, who was originally hostile, has transformed in his eyes and has become a secretly helping friend. You know, Americans are throwing away a lot of money, and even if Luo Er doesn't do it, there will be others who are willing to take it.  Fortunately, Mr. Luo was able to tell these secrets frankly.

    As for Luo Er¡¯s future lawsuit with the Yankees, he was too lazy to pay attention to it and couldn¡¯t care about it.

    "Thank you, Mr. Luo, you are our Moro people's friend," Mustafa said with emotion. Luo Er shook his hands and almost threw the map away. He stared at the map with a dull face and thought.  That's what this guy means.

    "Mr. Luo, I will report your words to the Council of Elders. We will retreat to the east of Cagayan de Oro and Malabar as soon as possible. I hope you can keep your word." After repeated defeats, the deployment of troops in Mindanao, Musta  Fa chose to retain his strength.

    "Well, let's use Cagayan de Oro and Malaba as the boundaries. My people will not go any further. My promise will be valid within ten years," Luo Er collected the map and solemnly promised.

    "You are not allowed to take away any supplies in the city of Marawi, except arms and ammunition. Iligan can do whatever he wants." Now that Marawi has been obtained, Luo Er does not want to get an empty city. Mustafa has the only overbearing suggestion.  I pinched my nose and admitted it.

    "Of course, I can't guarantee the attitude of the Yankees towards you. I won't be able to get the commission." The hand left by Luo Er made Mustafa's eyes red. "Our loyal warriors, at the critical moment, will not hesitate to tie up  Bringing bombs and insurrection in America,¡±

    ¡°Fuck, what a bunch of lunatics, they have to be simmered over a low fire. Although Luo Er is dissatisfied with having such a group of people next to the bed, he can only stop here.

    Before saying goodbye, Mustafa carefully approached Luo Er's ear and said, "There is a batch of metal supplies in the arsenal in the city center. Maybe you are interested."

    I guess the Americans were more interested. After gently teasing Luo Er, Mustafa led his men back to the city and soon led the troops to withdraw from Marawi; in his subconscious, the reason why the Americans wanted to  If the Moro Front doesn't let go, those metal supplies will be a fuse.

    Mustafa was very happy to throw the surprise to Luo Er. It didn't matter that there was an American spy in his team. When the information spread, he, Mr. Luo, bah, Luo Benchu ??would have a hard time.  (To be continued)</dd>
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