It turned out that the so-called uncle was actually her lover, whom she knew before she was raped by her husband, and the eight-year-old little girl was the crystallization of her and her lover. And the seven-year-old one is her and her dead husband.

"He's very powerful in Guinea, very close to the military, and can give you a lot of money and women. ”

I subconsciously touched a roll of dollars in my pocket, and all the money, bank cards, and passports had been burned. Although you can find designated hotels in cities in most African countries and leave special signs to contact African spies, I don't think it is a last resort to contact the domestic side. After all, Pang has been running the intelligence department of the General Staff Department for many years, especially in the African region, and this kind of intelligence shortcoming is by no means something that General Director Ye can quickly make up for. I'm afraid that when I contact the country, there will be people from the General Staff who will target me.

Sooner or later, you need money to enter the city, but this way of making money is more risky.

Still, I decided to help the poor woman. It was my final redemption in Africa for my lost conscience.

Moreover, Guinea's domestic environment is good, and the political situation is also very stable. If what she says is true, then I will be able to get dollars to buy some of the things I desperately need.

Thinking of this, I asked the most practical question: "Even if I bring you to Guinea, how can you be sure that he has no other woman who will take you and your child? How can I guarantee that you won't let your lover kill me?"

The young woman looked at me strangely: "He has many women, but what does it matter? I have his children, and his favorite is the little girl, and as for my other child, I can sell her to the local brothel." As for you... The young woman swore with a very serious expression: "I swear to God." ”

I squinted my eyes, trying to make sure it was really coming from the mouth of a mother. The word sold to a brothel was so easy and so happy to say in her mouth, so was the mother who sacrificed her life to protect her daughter just now fake?

As if to understand what I was thinking, the young woman eagerly explained: "If he had known that I had given birth to a child with another man over the years, he would have shot her, and perhaps me." Sell her to a brothel or a local trafficker and she'll still be alive. ”

I know that her logic was born in this chaotic land. As long as you live, you can only live. As for the rest, they are all outside the bottom line of life.

"If I send you safely to your destination, this daughter of yours belongs to me, and I will take care of her safety. "If God forgets the world, then I think I should do something that I can do on my own. At the right time, send her back to Huaxia, let her enjoy education, a warm family, and do everything a girl can do. I can't forget the innocent and satisfied expression of this little girl when she ate canned beef just now, even if the future is full of killing, then at this moment, I am willing to be a holy angel to protect this little girl I met.

The young woman nodded in agreement, and she saw that I was not a bad person, let alone a human trafficker. It is very likely that he took a fancy to the appearance of his second daughter. But no matter what, if her daughter follows such a person, her responsibilities and worries will be gone.

"Her name is Meisa, she is a beautiful girl, you look at her beautiful eyes, straight little nose and long soft and plump hair, I promise that she will be a beautiful woman in the future, promise... ”

Seeing my suddenly cold eyes, the young woman wisely shut her mouth.

I asked the three of them to pack their belongings briefly, and the little girl named Meisha looked at me curiously with big eyes, wanting to talk to me but not daring to talk to me.

"Is there anything wrong with you?

"What's your name, sir?"

"My name is Ye Tian. I replied as I noticed the movement around me.

"Can we succeed?" I smiled and nodded when I heard Meisha's question, "As long as you do what I say, we can succeed." ”

A hint of gloom flashed in Meisa's eyes, and then a beautiful smile bloomed again.

"You are a good man, sir, God will bless you. ”

"Sir, there's a gun in the basement, I don't know if you can use it. The young woman carried a duffel bag on her back and took the two little girls in her left and right hands.

"What gun?"

"It was a sniper rifle that was captured by my husband when he was in the rebels, and bullets. ”

I opened the damp basement and a smell of dampness came to my face. This basement is less than half a meter deep, and I don't know what to put it in on a normal day. In Africa, just after the rainy season, the groundwater line is extremely shallow, and a thick moisture bursts out of the soil at a depth of half a meter.

To my surprise, when I opened the oil-paper packet on the outside, it was actually an SVD sniper rifle that was revealed inside. Although the effective range of this Soviet-made sniper rifle is not far, about 800 meters, the supply of * has reached 10 rounds. And with high shooting accuracy and low recoil, this thing is much stronger than a pistol.

I quickly took out the gun in its entirety and disassembled it to examine the parts carefully, and the result was very satisfying. The gun is very well preserved, there is no moisture, the parts are meshed very precisely, and the force when the trigger is pulled is just right.

"Let's go, go to Guinea. I took a deep breath: "May your God bless you." ”

"Sir, can I take my Pooh on the road with me?" the little girl held her mother's hand tightly with one hand, and pointed to the dilapidated house with the other: "It's a good baby who doesn't make a lot of noise." ”

With anger on her face, the young woman tugged at the girl's arm and threatened, "Meisha, don't you want to leave here? If you are so willful again, we don't want you." ”

The little girl had her head down, her long brown hair covering her eyes, but I could still see the tears dripping from the corners of her eyes to the ground.

Seeing that the girl was still so stubborn, the young woman was a little anxious, shook her arm vigorously and scolded: "You devil, do you want us all to die here?"

"Stop scolding her. "The girl's tears were crystal clear, and my heart welled up with indescribable sadness. She's still a child!

"Meisha, take your Pooh and let's go together!"

"God bless you, sir!" said Maisa, who broke free of her mother's hand, smiled and ran to me, her feet and her feet reaching me hard.

I squatted down a little inexplicably, thinking that she was going to say something to me, but I didn't expect the little girl to kiss me on the face shyly, and then ran into the house singing a nice song.

"Don't worry, sir, Pooh is the most well-behaved baby, and he doesn't bark or run around. Looking at a sleepy-eyed little milk dog in Meisha's arms, I gritted my teeth and stomped my feet, and the three big living people were all brought, and this little milk dog was not bad!

I wrapped the gun in rags, made a looper and straddled it diagonally on my back, looked at the clear sky, and led the three women out into the unknown distance.