Watching the black man run away, Ye Tian put the pistol under his clothes and covered it, and left the area vigilantly along the other side.

Ye Tian got into a taxi and told the driver to find a hotel. The cash in the bag was given to Ralph, and it was not safe to use a bank card now, so Ye Tian had to use the more than thirty dollars he had stolen to deal with the emergency.

The music in the car was loud, and the driver swayed his soft body to the music. Ye Tian noticed from the rearview mirror that a government army vehicle in a dark green military uniform was hurrying up behind him, and he didn't care.

Suddenly, the government vehicle overtook the taxi and slammed its steering wheel, sending it across the middle of the road. The driver, who shook his head and was unable to concentrate, braked sharply, but still did not brake, and crashed into the side of the government vehicle. Ye Tian's hands were weak, and his head hit the back of the driver's seat with a sudden brake, and he suddenly felt dizzy.

By the time Ye Tian got used to it, there were already four soldiers with loaded guns standing outside, staring at Ye Tian from four directions. If you want to fight back at this time, with Ye Tian's current physical state, he will be directly beaten into a sieve.

"Raise your hands and get out of the car slowly, without making any movements. One soldier opened the car door, and the other three soldiers immediately raised their rifles and aimed them at Ye Tian's vital parts.

Seeing Neville, a black man, sneering beside him, Ye Tian lamented in his heart, it turned out that this kid was not bragging, but an officer who really knew the government army.

Ye Tian threw the pistol on the ground, and the soldier directly picked up the pistol, and then handcuffed Ye Tian, but did not punch or kick Ye Tian. The whole country of Somalia is like a happy place, full of intelligence brokers, adventurers, military advisers, mercenaries, bodyguards and exiled politicians, this kid is not very old, but he has a gun, and more importantly, these guns are good goods at first glance, not the junk in the hands of those robbers. These soldiers have been soldiers for a long time, and they can't do it.

A young officer stepped out of the car, and what made Ye Tian feel strange was that this officer was actually a white man, with blue eyes and brown curly hair, and came to Ye Tian with his head held high. He took the package and pistol handed over by his subordinates, and opened the package casually and looked at it.

Seeing Ye Tian's Huaxia Passport, the officer's expression softened slightly.

"Don't leave yet, are you waiting for me to repair your car?" Hearing the officer's words, the driver rubbed the big bag on his head, and didn't care about the tragic situation in front of the car, reversed the car and quickly left the scene.

The officer put the more than thirty dollars that Ye Tian had snatched into his pocket, and waved his hand to let Neville, a black man with an expectant face, get out.

"Look at him and go back to camp. Two soldiers dragged Ye Tian into the car, and the two jeeps drove away.

"Say, are you an agent of Huaxia Kingdom, or are you a spy hired by Europe and the United States?" The officer walked into the barracks, took Ye Tian directly to his room, and motioned for the soldiers to open Ye Tian's handcuffs.

Ye Tian moved his somewhat sore wrist, after the stimulation just now, the sudden surge of adrenaline seemed to make up for the loss of strength. Ye Tian quietly clenched his fists hard, feeling much better.

Ten thousand lies, which will not help in the face of a well-made pistol. Ye Tian, who had received professional training, had no change in his face, and said to the officer lightly: "I am a soldier of the special forces of Huaxia State, I was expelled from the army for serious violations of discipline, and then I was persecuted, and I had to smuggle to Somalia to prepare to be a pirate. Ye Tian raised his head, quietly raised his toes slightly, and found that his legs were also full of strength.

"Or be a mercenary. As his strength recovered, Ye Tian's courage gradually increased. If Ye Tian hadn't seen that this officer had no ill will towards him, I'm afraid Ye Tian would have already launched a counterattack at this time.

"Become a mercenary. The officer sat comfortably in his chair and crossed his legs, as if he had heard a very funny joke. Holding the pistol he found out of Ye Tian's backpack in his hand, he asked: "These two guns are indeed good things, but what will you do? I know the special forces of the Huaxia State that you are talking about, they are strong, disciplined, and extremely loyal to the country, and they can be seen in the Somali peacekeeping forces." The officer did not hide his ridicule in the slightest: "But in you, I can't see anything." So, tell me what you're going to do? And you have more than one passport, how do you explain that?"

"I'll shoot. Those passports were used to disguise their identities during missions. Ye Tian had already judged that the officer had no killing intent towards him, and anyway, the two pistols in the bag couldn't fool him, so he simply got off the donkey.

The officer looked at Ye Tian playfully and asked, "Where did you get these two pistols?"

This kind of lie, Ye Tian didn't even need to open his mouth through his brain.

"I stole it from the special forces armory, and I wanted to shoot my superiors who framed me, but I was discovered by the guards and shot at me. Ye Tian lifted the sleeves of the robbed clothes, revealing the scars on his arms.

"My marksmanship is accurate, but I can't bear to attack my comrades, so I hit my superior in the knee, and he will be lame for the rest of his life. ”

This lie is basically seamless, and officers without special training cannot hear the flaws. Seeing the scar on Ye Tian's arm, he asked with some disbelief, "Is your marksmanship really that accurate?"

Ye Tian stood straight and saluted the officer: "Yes, sir!

The officer grinned.

"Guard, go, let this sharpshooter comrade follow him out of the city to procure and give him a gun. ”

"Sir, I'm a special forces, not a purchaser. ”

Hearing Ye Tian's words, the chief couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you think you won't meet militants if you go out of town to buy outside? This is Kismayo, a city in eastern Somalia, an area controlled by rebels and pirates a year ago, and there is no place for absolute peace here!"

Two green vans, escorted by two converted jeeps in front of them, set off from the barracks in the direction of the port outside the city of Kismayo.

Kismayo produces bananas and leather, and the main foreign trade is cattle, sheep, banana leather, and various types of ores. Some of the government army's purchases were made in the city, but many high-end goods, such as olive oil, peanut butter, and delicious dried blends and liquor, were supplied by ships arriving at the port.

Ye Tian was still wearing the robbed clothes, straddled an AK47 with smoothed rifling like other mercenaries, and was squeezed into the carriage by a few smiling soldiers with a depressed face.

Two hours later, the convoy arrived at the port and drove directly to a cargo ship moored in the port's unloading area waiting to be unloaded. When a group of shirtless coolies squatting on the ground saw the government army's car, they immediately stood up and worked hard to carry bags of rice, white flour, oil, and various supplies into the truck. The government army stood not far away smiling, smoking, talking about the brand of liquor that was delivered this time.

None of these soldiers talked to Ye Tian, and Ye Tian was also idle. Holding a gun, he carefully observed the situation around him.

"Hey, Asian boy, come over and see what this is written about?"

A soldier took a broken glass bottle in his hand and shouted at Ye Tian.

"This is a brewed soy sauce made in China. Ye Tian said with a broken glass bottle. When I see Chinese characters in a foreign country, the feeling of homesickness is especially strong.

"Soy sauce?" the soldiers all spoke English, so communication was not a problem. "Is it for food?"

Ye Tian nodded: "It's a seasoning used to make dishes." "These mercenaries speak good English, but they don't know English, let alone write, and their level is limited to oral communication.

"I know how to cook, and it's delicious. Ye Tian grinned, climbed into the car and looked at the boxes of familiar spices, and his slender eyes smiled like crescent moons. Being able to see these familiar spices in distant Africa is like seeing home, and there is a sense of intimacy.

"I'll cook authentic Chinese food for you!"

The purchase went smoothly and there were no attacks. The buyer in charge of the purchase counted the goods, took the list, signed the list, and did not actually pay the seller money.

Ye Tian's eyes were sharp, and he saw the seller grinning two bottles of liquor and a cigarette into the backpack where the buyer put the bill.

"Why don't we need to pay for food and military supplies? Is it because they settle with the Somali government?" Ye Tian sat in the car and gradually relaxed, there was an open plain outside Kismayo City and suburbs, and the view was very good, so Ye Tian was not worried that two * would fly from some hidden place.

Hearing Ye Tian's words, several mercenaries laughed.

"Asian boy, what's your name?"

Ye Tian hesitated for a moment, and said casually: "My name is Chu Tianyang, a very awkward name. ”

"We are not government troops. We are mercenaries who maintain a cooperative relationship with the Somali government forces. Working for the Somali government, friendly with the government army. ”

Ye Tian suddenly realized that he was a mercenary hired by the Somali government for a long time. It's no wonder that although it seems to be of average level, the discipline is not bad, and it is not as vicious as other mercenary legions.

"So you see, our military supplies are provided by the Somali government. In Somalia, we and the government forces represent the legitimate armed forces, protected by the Somali national constitution. ”

In fact, it is not because the Somali government is incapable of exercising military control over this chaotic part of the east? Ye Tian added in his heart, but he gave a thumbs up in his hand.

"The sunset of the West Mountain is red, the soldiers shoot the target and return the camp to the camp, the wind shows the red flag and reflects the colorful glow, and the happy singing is flying all over the sky. After a two-hour drive, Ye Tian actually taught these African black uncles this military camp song in Chinese. And to Ye Tian's surprise, these Africans really have a talent for language and dance. Not only did he sing this song in Chinese, but he was also able to improvise a dance that was very well suited. Jumping to a happy place, he will also hold a tattered AK47 and hug a shuttle into the sky.

Although there is no sunset on the African savannah during the rainy season, occasionally the sun will still shine a red light from the heavy clouds, like a gentle ribbon, not hot or dazzling, quietly shining on the vast land of Africa.

These black people were very easily excited and satisfied, Ye Tian sat in the car, smiling and watching them sing happily, writhing with the singing in the narrow open-top carriage. It occurred to me that if there had been no war in Africa, would this continent still be called a place abandoned by God?