Chapter 955 Gaddafi can't stand it

In a quiet and beautiful yard, a few strands of sunsets sprinkled through the branches and leaves shone on a yellow round wooden table. Two exquisite porcelain cups containing camel milk tea also exude a trace of heat, accompanied by a strong fragrance of tea and milk floating around.

An old man and a young man sat down around the round wooden table. A short distance away, several faint figures surrounded the yard with high vigilance.

"Xiao Mo, I heard that the political axe is making trouble again?" You Sufu picked up the milk tea, put it on his mouth to blow away the hot air in the upper layer, took a sip and asked softly.

Since he retired from the position of president, Yusuf has lived in the Somali Palace and is free here every day, which sometimes makes Li Mo can't help but be envious. However, Li Mo also understands that although Yusuf has retired and is not running for president in Somalia, it does not mean that he has completely left the core of Somali politics. People like Yusuf should belong to the "Lord of Zhexing" in the history of the Republic of Somalia. How can they maintain a strong influence while they are alive?

Therefore, although people are in the Somali Palace, there is nothing to be surprised about every move of the political axe.

"It's just a group of clowns." Li Mo said with a smile, and he didn't even want to show a disdainful look. It could be seen that Li Mo really didn't pay attention to the people in Yu Sufu's mouth.

Yes, with Li Mo's identity and status, who else should I look at in Somalia? Even the current President Muhammad can't do it. On the contrary, if Muhammad wants to sit firmly in the position of president, it depends on Li Mo's face. It's just that Li Mo is focused on the military and is not interested in politics, so most of the time he turns a blind eye to the affairs of the political axe. As long as it does not affect the plan in his heart, Li Mo is too lazy to take care of those politicians.

With the confrontation between the Third OECD in the Persian Gulf and the United States, the Third OECD's foreign trade has been seriously affected. Although there are trade agreements between several countries and many international trade can be digested internally, some of the trade exports or imports to the West in the past Affected, economic sanctions and blockades have always been important means for Western countries to developing and underdeveloped countries.

And it costs money to go to war. Some countries' resources are indispensable to the war, and the economic development will slow down. If it is in a short time, everyone will grit their teeth and it will be over. But at present, there is a confrontation in the Persian Gulf, and Libya is fighting to death. I can't see when this strange war will end. Bundle. So some people on the side of the political axe began to be dissatisfied with Li Mo. Maybe they had been dissatisfied for a long time, but they didn't have the courage to show it before.

Yu Sufu supports Li Mo's decision. He is also a soldier and knows the important surname of the gun. It's not a big country like China and Russia, and it doesn't have the same flow with the West. Who is afraid to see the end of Libya and Iraq? Aren't you afraid that one day it will be your turn?

So he is very supportive of Li Mo's tough means in exchange for a long-term peace for Somalia and the dignity of Somalis in the world.

"Those people are short-sighted and always think that economic development is the most important, but they don't know that those greedy capitalists in the West will sit back and watch you slowly develop and threaten them? Before you show enough sharp claws to hurt them, the better you develop, the more greedy claws you have. Yusuf raised his beard slightly, and it could be seen that he was a little angry.

Peace comes from fighting, not by other people's charity.

Li Mo agreed with this very much. He smiled and said, "I heard that some of these people who shouted to withdraw from the war are still related to foreign forces."

Yusuf's eyes stared angrily, "Do they dare to do this? I don't think we can sit idly by these people. We should kill this traitorous atmosphere.

At the beginning, Somalia was still in a period of civil war. All countries had stirred up trouble in Somalia and tried to seek illegitimate interests. Yusuf had already seen through this.

"What you are saying is that if these people really think about the national interests of Somalia, it's all right, but some people, for the sake of self-interest, destroy Somalia's internal unity, try to sell Somalia's interests in exchange for personal gain. Such people have to kill a group of them to suppress them." Li Mo was actually waiting for this sentence. When the other party finished speaking, he quickly echoed, and his tone was even colder.

"Ha ha, you... Have some of them ever had something to do with me that made you have scruples? This is not like your previous style. At this time, Yu Sufu understood that Li Mo's main intention was to come here. It turned out that he was to talk to him. Li Mo had already had a feeling that he wanted to kill these guys who were 'endorsing' for Western forces.

At the beginning, Li Mo's men, who are now Chief of Staff, Hussein, dared to shoot the Hasch committee member who cooperated with the United States in front of everyone. Without Li Mo's instruction, Chief of Staff Hussein would not dare to do it anyway.

Li Mo smiled and took a few sips of milk tea and said, "At this time, it is the critical time. I also hope that we can be as stable and united as possible. Only by unity can we achieve the final victory of this struggle."

"Yes, President Yusuf, there is an important event next week that invites you to attend."

... "Boom!"

A bomb was accurately dropped on the road by a French fighter, and two Libyan political axe army armed jeeps were suddenly overturned to the ground and soon ignited a raging fire.

A sad scream came from the firelight, and then a fireman slowly climbed out of the car, with a vague cry for help in his mouth, but soon, the fireman was completely burned to death.

This is the eastern outskirts of the city of Surt, Libya. It was a patrol of the Political Axe Army that had just been attacked by French warplanes.

Sourte City is Gaddafi's hometown. Most of the residents here are Gaddafi's supporters. When the Libyan civil war began, Surte City gathered a lot of Gaddafi troops.

It was not until the West launched the 'Odsey Dawn' operation and military intervention in Libya that the city of Surt became the target of key bombing by Western warplanes.

When the fighter roared away, a pickup truck came from the road where a crater was left in place. Two Westerners jumped out of the car, looked at the still burning jeep, and spit at the same time.

"Mike, let's go to the next goal." One of them spat and greeted his companion, and the two drove in the other direction.

An ordinary residential area in Surte City. Gaddafi is hiding here with several important men at the moment.

"Colose Colonel, one of our patrols was bombed by Western warplanes, and this is the fourth one." A man looked at the roar of the warplanes gradually moving away in the sky through the cracks in the curtains, and his face was ugly.

I haven't seen him for a few days. Gaddafi's face is very pale and his eyes are full of blood. In the past, he would come to Surt City for a month every year, but he had never been as embarrassed as this time. He had to hide in the houses and use Western fighters not to bomb the houses at will to avoid the air raids of Western fighters.

"Haven't those damn Westerners caught it yet?" Gaddafi was full of anger when he heard about it. The citizens of the city of Surt are basically Gaddafi's supporters. The 'eyes' of Western fighters should not have been so accurate, but Gaddafi later learned that outside the city, a group of Westerners drew coordinate maps for Western fighters, so that Western fighters could avoid some useless attack targets, more accurately against Gaddafi. Forced to carry out air strikes.

"Colonel, this group of people are very cunning. I suspect that they have something similar to the identification of the enemy and me. As long as our people go out by car, it is easy to attract Western fighters. If we don't take the bus, we can't catch them. Now in the outer passage of the city of the city, as long as it is a car, it will attract the attack of Western fighters."

When the French Air Force entered the air bases in Sicily, Italy and several Mediterranean islands, the front to Libya was much shorter. The French Air Force warplanes were able to stay in Libya for a longer time and launch air strikes deep into the territory.

And Surte City, as a nest of Gaddafi, is now 'surrounded' by Western fighters in the air. If you want to leave here, you can't gather large troops or take a car. Otherwise, the nearby fighters will soon know and attract them, and then launch an attack regardless.

Gaddafi now regrets that he knew that there would be today's situation. His family had made so much money that it should not be stored in foreign banks, but should buy fighter missiles. At the beginning, they did not listen to Li Mo's advice, thinking that it would be fine to deposit money in internationally renowned banks such as Swiss Bank, but after the Security Council decided to impose sanctions on Libya, these countries froze the wealth of the Gaddafi family and turned the wealth into weapons for the opposition.

Oh, my God, those damn Western bastards used Gaddafi's money to buy arms and give them to Gaddafi's enemies to deal with him.

He gritted his teeth and cursed the West in his heart, and Gaddafi prayed to Allah for a while.

"No, we can't go on like this." Gaddafi suddenly opened his eyes and shouted. Now his supporters are in low morale. Under the unscrupulous blow of Western fighters, no matter how much those people support him, they will leave him in the end.

"Aisha!" Gaddafi looked at the only female surname in the room, who was also his favorite daughter.

"Father!" Aisha? Gaddafi hurried over.

"You find a way to get out of here and go to Somalia!" Gaddafi looked at his daughter with a serious face and said, "Tell Li Mo to send the air force to tell him that all these Frenchmen will be eliminated, and I will promise him that all French industries in Libya will be handed over to Star Company."

(to be continued)