Algeria is a country with very strict gun control. Among the entire Middle East and even the Mediterranean countries, Algeria's gun control can be said to be the most stringent.
But unfortunately, although the Algerian authorities have made great efforts to ban guns, the effect can only be described as mediocre. The effectiveness of this country's gun ban is not even a little bit worse than that of China.
There is really no way to solve this problem, because the neighbor of this country, Libya, is a powder keg. Perhaps Algeria's gun ban was effective when Libya's political situation was relatively stable in the past few years, but with the outbreak of war in Libya in 2011, Algeria's political situation was also affected.
Especially when a large number of Libyan refugees gathered on the Libyan-Afghan border and when many Libyan militants frequently appeared on the Libyan-Afghan border, the situation of gun ban in Algeria immediately became severe due to the need for self-protection.
Compared with the country's gun ban, ordinary people are more willing to trust the guns in their hands, especially those living on the Libyan-Afghan border, who once regarded the country's gun ban as a blank sheet of paper.
Oh, you officials don’t know how to send troops to protect your people, but don’t you allow us to protect ourselves?
Especially after the Amenas attack, many foreign oil companies with oil and gas fields in Algeria began to unite to put pressure on the Algerian authorities - since your government is unable to protect the property we have invested in your country, don't stop us from protecting ourselves!
Under such circumstances, the Algerian authorities had to grudgingly admit the fact that residents and factories and mining companies in the Libyan-Algerian border area have been acquiring more and more weapons.
Of course, on the surface, the Algerian government allows foreign-invested factories and enterprises in the country to have their own armed "guards", but it doesn't matter if they form a guard, the guard's weapons need to be registered.
Just like after Rongbao Mining took over the O'Ham Oilfield, in addition to some managers, there were also 20 "guards" recruited from the country, all of whom were retired soldiers, who came here with Guo Xiaoxiang.
The weapons held by these guards naturally had to be registered with the Algerian authorities. On the first day that Guo Xiaoxiang and his team arrived, the chief of the Borma Police Station personally came to do this work, and his attitude was very good - several of the chief's relatives were working in the Oham oil field.
The weapons registered by the guards were all semi-automatic weapons. How could they possibly protect such a large oil field and living area with such firepower? Therefore, outsiders did not know how many weapons the guards had.
"Squeak..." Along with the sound of electric interference from Chris's radio, the voice of Kevin Martin, the deputy captain of the mercenaries, rang out again: "They got off the car about 300 meters away from the factory. There are more than 70 people in total. Each of them is equipped with a weapon and is walking towards the factory. Should I launch an attack here? Hehe, their weapons are pretty good. This is the Type 88 sniper rifle equipped by the Chinese troops! Good stuff, with this thing, I am sure I can leave ten to fifteen people behind."
The fat man explained: "In addition to the infrared telescope, the tower is also equipped with a squad machine gun and a Type 88 sniper rifle, which are all weapons brought by the escort team..."
Chris asked, "If Kevin opens fire from above, will he be targeted by the enemy?"
The fat man said, "Of course we're being targeted, but it shouldn't be a big problem, because the tower is used for lookout and fire support, so the guard team modified the tower platform from the first day they entered the site, and installed 15mm thick steel plates and shooting holes on it. As long as the enemy doesn't use anti-material sniper rifles or RPGs to shoot at close range, the safety of our people up there is guaranteed."
Yang Jing was relieved after hearing this, and said to Chris: "Tell Kevin that he can do whatever he wants up there. The most important thing is to find a way to keep these guys. We are new here, and we need to establish our authority!"
After saying this, Yang Jing turned to the fat man and said, "Let the guard team go. Chris and the others will cooperate with the guard team to deal with these guys. By the way, do you have any heavy firepower here? Chris and the others only have pistols, no automatic weapons."
The fat man smiled and said, "Come on, follow me."
The fat man grabbed a walkie-talkie and said, "Zheng Shuang, have five of your men stay behind to protect the living area, and the rest of you set up a defense line at the refinery. Let those Libyans have a taste of how powerful our soldiers are!"
"Got it!" A deep voice came from the other side. Although the voice was not loud, it was unusually steady, which made people feel at ease. This Zheng Shuang was the captain of the oil field guard. According to Fatty, he was a retired ace scout from a reconnaissance company of a certain first-class mountain division in China. Before retiring, he had been to the front lines in Afghanistan and India...
After giving the order, the fat man walked to the kitchen at the back of the house and pressed the dot controller in his hand twice. With a beep, the greasy cupboard against the east wall suddenly split in two, revealing a heavy steel door on the ground.
The fat man took off two keys from his neck, bent down and inserted the keys into the keyhole, twisted them twice, and a palm-sized steel plate in the middle of the steel door slid open, revealing the password keypad inside. The fat man pressed a few numbers on the password keypad, and the steel door immediately opened slowly, and a passage diagonally downward appeared in front of everyone.
"This basement was built by the French. It was used to hide weapons and ammunition. After we arrived here, Wang Tao from the guard team made some modifications here, and it became the place where we store weapons and ammunition and valuable information." The fat man explained as he walked down first.
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