Chapter 1552: A Crowd of Bodyguards
Xu Jianjun was taken aback, looked at them carefully, and said in a low voice, "You, you are mercenaries?"
"Pretty much. I'll tell you the truth, this gang of militants kidnapped several people. We have to try to save people. Lin Rui said, took out a stack of money and put it on Xu Jianjun's stall, "It's not easy to go out to beg for a living, take this money, you have to collect it if you don't accept it, don't excuse me." All I want is Cobwa's location and where he might be holding the hostages!"
Xu Jianjun looked at no one around, pushed the banknote back to Lin Rui, and said in a low voice, "Listen to my brother, I'm just a little person who eats for a while, but Kobwa is a ruthless character, I don't want to get into trouble." When the time comes, you will die, and I will have to live on. β
Lin Rui pressed his hand, "Think clearly, the people who were kidnapped are also Chinese, and they are all migrant workers like you." Didn't you just boast about some patriotic fervor? Now I'm not asking you to do it with us, I'm just asking you to provide some information. β
Xu Jianjun said with a somewhat nervous face, "I really don't know too much about Kobwa. But I know someone who probably knows better. β
"Who is it?" Lin Rui said as he looked at him.
"A local arms dealer who is said to have ties to Cobwa. However, this man has a lot of influence here, and his friends are all high-ranking people and local warlords. You guys can't afford to mess with them. Xu Jianjun whispered.
His name. Lin Rui said calmly.
"He is Burundian, his name is MaskjΓΆld, and he has been involved in the arms trade in the Democratic Republic of the Congo for some time. On the shores of Lake Albert on Uganda's border with the Democratic Republic of the Congo, there is a place called Buhuka, where there is a small remote fishing village that is Macheld's lair. Almost 60 percent or more of the warlords of these two countries buy arms from him. His guard numbered in the hundreds, almost a private army. Xu Jianjun said in a low voice.
"Does this person know about Cobwa's situation?" Lin Rui frowned.
Every other month, he went to the camp in Cobwa. Quite knowledgeable about there. Xu Jianjun said in a low voice, "I also crossed paths with the original black buddies when I was messing with him." I really don't know the rest. β
Lin Rui nodded and pushed the banknote to him, "Stop doing business, change places to avoid the limelight." After ten days and half a month, it will be fine. β
Then he stood up and turned to the general and said, "Contact Cobain, I want information about this arms dealer." We have to go to Buhuka. β
Shogishi nodded, turned around, and said, "Time is pressing, we'd better leave now." β
After a few hours of driving, they arrived at the small fishing village on the shores of Lake Albert. Located on the border between Congo Kinshasa and Uganda in eastern Central Africa, this lake is the northernmost lake in the East African Rift Valley.
The lake was first arrived in 1864 by the European Baker. He was searching for the source of the Nile and named it after Queen Victoria. In 1876, the Italian military explorer Gacy circumnavigated the lake. Stanley and Muhammad Emin Pasha built a castle on the shores of the lake. After many years, the castle has long been lost to people, and only the ruins of the castle can be seen, and it has become a small local fishing village.
When Lin Rui and the others drove over, they were immediately stopped by a group of militants. "Who are you looking for?"
"Black Island Military Company. I'm looking for your boss. Lin Rui nodded.
In recent years, the Black Island Military Company has made a name for itself in the African region, and the black man who led it should have heard of it. But he was still alert, "What's the matter with him?"
"Business. Lin Rui said slowly, "Besides, if you point that burning stick at me again." I'll let you lie down in that stinking gutter. He got out of the car and walked up to the black man. The tall black man eventually lowered his gun and let people in to inform his boss, Marschel.
Soon someone came out and said a few words to the black man. The black man shook his head and said, "The boss doesn't want to see you, he doesn't have any interest in your business." β
"I'm sure he's going to meet us, the only difference is how he sees me, whether he's sitting or kneeling. Lin Rui stood motionless at the door.
"What's wrong with you, didn't you hear the boss say I don't want to see you?" the tall black man stepped forward, pointed a gun at Lin Rui and shouted, "Get out of here immediately." β
Lin Rui didn't even look at him, reached out and buckled, and removed the AK47 magazine in the black man's hand. Then he took the magazine and struck a backhand blow that knocked the black man to the ground. Before he could get up, he immediately picked up a kick and kicked him into the stinking ditch next to him.
Before the other black man could raise his gun and fire, a magazine full of thirty rounds flew into his face with a magazine full of thirty rounds in Lin Rui's hand. The black man squatted on the ground in pain with his face in his hands. Lin Rui caught up and kicked the black bodyguard into a stinky puddle on the side of the road.
Looking at the person who had just come out to inform, Lin Rui shrugged and said, "Tell Marschel that either he will come out to welcome me in." Either I'll go in and take him out, and he'll take his choice. β
The bodyguard looked at the people in the three cars behind Lin Rui, and ran in without looking back.
A few minutes later, a black man with gold teeth and a cigar in his mouth walked out. He held out his hand and said, "I'm sorry, but my men aren't very reliable. So, what do you need?"
Lin Rui didn't shake hands with him, just looked at him and said, "You are Marshheld?"
"Yes, exactly. Marschel smiled and said, "Whatever you need here, you can come to me." As long as the price is right. β
"yes, the price is right. Lin Rui took out a coin from his pocket and tossed it to Marschel. "I paid a dollar for news about Cobwa. β
Marschel frowned. "That's not good. I'm an arms dealer, that's true, but I'm not an intelligence monger. I can make money selling weapons, but I will never sell customer information, this is the bottom line of my profession. β
"My life is gone, what professional bottom line do I need?" Lin Rui looked at him and said.
Marschel's face changed suddenly, "Are you threatening me?"
"Yes, and very directly threatening you. Lin Rui picked up the gun from the ground and looked at it, "You are an arms dealer, but you don't make weapons yourself, which means that you are just a second-class dealer." If you make the wrong choice in this matter, I'll let your business end here. It's just the gentlest way, and if it's a little more intense, I'll kill you. β
Marskell sneered, "Just a dozen of you?"
"Fighting a war is not less than a large number of people. I know you have hundreds of caretakers, but even a few hundred more won't change the outcome of your headshot. Lin Rui smiled slightly.