The old chieftain swallowed and cautiously asked, "They... aren't a foreign regular military force, are they?"
He found it hard to imagine what kind of mercenary company could possess so much heavy equipment!
Only a regular military force would be willing to buy so many weapons and vehicles.
But if it was a foreign regular military force, then the nature of the matter would change once they got involved.
Mumu shook his head. "They're just a commercial security company from Eastern Europe. I'm fairly familiar with them. You've probably heard that weapons and equipment have been quite cheap in Eastern Europe these past few years. With the right connections, they're even cheaper. To be honest, our tribe's equipment was obtained through this security company's channels."
The old chieftain was finally relieved. As long as they were a genuine mercenary company, everything was negotiable.
After all, everyone knew that these foreign mercenary companies only sought money and would not meddle in another country's domestic affairs.
"Good. Notify them to come over. As long as the price isn't outrageous, we'll hire them... for a month or enter a long-term partnership, either is fine!" the old chieftain said readily.
Only now did he truly understand the importance of force!
Especially now that he had ambitions...
If he wanted to sit firmly in that position, he definitely needed a powerful armed force under his command.
Although the Presidential Guard was considered the strongest military force in Burkina Faso, the problem was that Compaoré had built it.
And after this coup, the Guard would surely be divided. Some would continue supporting Compaoré, some would support Blaise, and others would remain neutral.
In any case, their hearts were no longer united. Even if he took power, he would have to reorganize the Guard. It was impossible