Acre's debriefing was taken seriously by General Dunby.

He leaned back in his chair, he was a little irritated by the recent stalemate, and now something like this had happened. Harlot wouldn't do it that way, so it looks like the damn mercenaries again. General Dunby touched his two finely trimmed mustaches with his hands, and looked coldly at a man opposite, "Baron, didn't you promise that those mercenaries weren't a problem?"

Sitting across from him was none other than the Red Baron, and this time he wasn't wearing his trademark red hood. Instead, he was dressed in a gray military uniform, with some messy black curls and star-like eyes. He said lightly, "What's the matter, General?"

"Just now, these mercenaries blew up one of my gold mines, and thousands of laborers were released. What do you think about this?" said Dunby coldly.

"It's just a small fight, in fact, the real African branch doesn't exist anymore. These are the people you've seen. It's just a few people who are desperate to follow Harlot, I'm sure they're just a few. Most of the mercenaries have already evacuated with Morningstar. The rest are just some of the people who have been abandoned by Morningstar. The Red Baron smiled.

"But these people are targeting my economic goals. Dunby said sharply, "You don't understand what this means, this world needs money, and war especially needs money." I need enough guns and ammunition to arm the army, the soldiers need to eat, they need to use, and the money comes from the minerals wherever it comes from. ”

"Of course. I'm not interested in how your money comes from, though, I just want to know how much of it belongs to me. The Red Baron smiled slightly.

"Baron, I have to say, you guys are just a bunch of vampires. From the beginning of the war until now, I can't even count how much money your Secret Society has taken from me. Dunby blushed.

"Speak with your conscience, and without our help, you are nothing more than a petty warlord trapped in the mountains, like a criminal beggar. And since we have helped, you are here. A height that you would never have been able to reach in your lifetime. Follow this pattern, and you will even replace Harlot as the master of the whole of Santujacques. The Red Baron smiled. "So I don't think we're going to be too expensive. War is never cheap, because it comes at the cost of human lives. ”

Dunby shook his head. "I've left Acre to deal with them. In any case, these mines must not fall into the hands of an adversary. ”

"Dear Commander Dunby, I'm afraid these mercenaries aren't there to loot these mines, they're there to destroy them. The Red Baron said calmly.

"What do they want to do destroying the mines, are they crazy?" said Dunby with a frown.

"No, Your Excellency, Commander. They are not crazy, and they all have a careful plan. They're going to turn you into a complete pauper, and they've done that. Blow up the mines and break your chain of funds. In the absence of income, you will have to eat the old money. And as far as I know. You may not have enough to eat. The Red Baron squinted his eyes and said, "In two months at most, there will be a problem with your supplies." ”

"Hmph. Dunby snorted and didn't speak.

The Red Baron continued slowly, "If your people weren't so stupid, maybe there was room for redemption. But they went to hell and attacked the camp of the peacekeepers. Do you know what this is seen as a contempt for the authority of several superpowers in the world?

I really don't know what you think, let your group of children shout slogans every day, let them sing your praises and praise you. Think you're the greatest, all-powerful. So you really make God think that you are really omnipotent and have become God?"

Dunby's face was a little unkind, but he held back his anger and did not attack.

But Baron Red didn't give him the slightest face, and said disdainfully, "Shit, with all due respect, you're not bullshit in front of those big countries." In their eyes, you are nothing more than a cold-blooded, disgusting African warlord. Even if you rush to please them, they will be ashamed to ignore you. Not to mention that you messed with them this time. ”

Dunby snapped, "Baron, please pay attention to your tone. ”

"I'm Dunby, sometimes you're a pig who doesn't know the times. You're still arguing with me," said the Red Baron unceremoniously, "because of the stupidity of you and your men. Do you know how much it cost us to use the influence of the AU in all aspects to get the Security Council to give up the use of force against you, of course, there is another reason, that is, people are too lazy to use force against you. ”

"The Security Council is ready to deal with us," Dunby's face changed suddenly.

"Now I know I'm afraid of God, I really haven't seen someone like you who doesn't know whether to live or die. The Red Baron shook his head, "Not yet." We have some forces that make the proposal for military action unpassable. But economic sanctions cannot be escaped in any way. But I'm sure if you dare to do anything to upset those big guys, it's the Hellfire missile that will fall on your head. ”

Deng Bi's face was a little ugly and said, "I didn't know about the attack on the peacekeeping force in advance, and it was completely done by the people below." And I've already shot the leader. ”

"It's useless, you shouldn't shoot that person. You're so self-righteous all the time. Now that this matter has come out, the Security Council will consider it your responsibility in any case, and it will not help you to shoot the participants in this matter. They don't care what your people do, they only think you did. The Red Baron shook his head. "It is already wrong to condone the murder of the troops. The shooting of the commander of the unit after the accident is even more wrong. ”

"So what do you want me to do, I'm under too much pressure. Harlot has been gaining momentum lately, and these Council masters are still pointing fingers at me. "If I don't make a certain attitude, they will definitely take advantage of it." ”

"Actually, they've done it, do you think it's better to deal with economic sanctions than to send out military forces, and if you really think so, then you're stupid. Now they're ramping up the destruction of your economic infrastructure, and once the economic sanctions kick in, you're even worse off. The Red Baron sneered, "How long do you think you can survive under economic sanctions and lose foreign trade, plus those mines and smuggling channels will be hit again." Can you last a month, or two months?"

"It's not like this kind of difficult situation has never been before, and I can hold on. Dunby said loudly.

"Maybe you can, but your soldiers don't have anything to eat, and they will follow you for their lives, even if your personal charm is so great that they want to go hungry and follow you, and they have no weapons and ammunition. What do they rely on to survive, what do you hold on," the Red Baron exclaimed. "The war of men is the war of money. Money is both the end and the means of war. If you don't have any money, you're going to have a."