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A silver Ford Mustang drove slowly down the dirt road, and even though it was slow, less than 50 yards, the local dry weather still made the car pick up a cloud of dust as it passed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The car eventually stopped outside a camp and two men disembarked from it. The first white man is tall, wearing a black summer top hat on his head, and a pair of wide-brimmed sunglasses that obscure most of his face.

The other man was a black man, tall and muscular in stature, following behind the white man with a serious face, completely looking like a bodyguard.

After the white man at the head got out of the car, he took a closer look at the building in front of him, and in front of it was a wide gate, which was four meters high; At this time, a wooden railing blocked most of the passage at the gate, leaving only a one-meter-wide pedestrian passage.

Linking to the gate is a two-metre-high fence with various sharp obstructions and even two barbed wires.

On both sides of the gate, there were four soldiers with rifles standing straight, dressed in desert camouflage uniforms, which added a sense of might to these soldiers.

"Boss, shall I ask first?" The black bodyguard behind the white man stepped forward and asked in a low voice beside the white man.

The white man withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and nodded slightly.

The bodyguard received the order and walked towards the gate. The four soldiers had long noticed these two men, but their duty was only to guard the gate and prevent idle people from mixing into the camp, and the two men, one black and one white, did not pass the cordon, so that the soldiers only looked at them with vigilant eyes, but the rifles on their shoulders raised their muzzles slightly, and pointed at the two strangers from time to time.

Seeing the black bodyguard come forward, one of the soldiers also left his post and came to the black man. After the two had spoken a few words, the soldier glanced at the white man standing not far away, nodded slightly, said a word to his companions, and entered a guard room by the door.

The white man looked through the glass window of the guard room and saw the soldier pick up the phone and report to his superior.

Ten minutes later, a jeep quickly drove out of the camp, and an officer jumped out of the jeep the moment it stopped.

"Hello, I'm Moriri. Para, are you? The black officer only glanced at it, and knew that the white man was the leader, and quickly asked with a smile.

"Hayden. Wilson! The white man shook hands with Senri and spat out a name.

When Moriri heard the name, he was struck by lightning, and his eyes widened. The thick lips also opened, revealing two rows of white teeth.

As the son of Moore, Senri was interested in Hayden. The name Wilson couldn't be more familiar. It was because of the white man in front of him, the head of the CIA in Somalia, that the Paramingchu Army was reduced to the point where its popularity in Somalia has plummeted, and he even had to put his father under house arrest in exchange for the safety of the Paramingchu Army.

Just now, his subordinates reported that someone had obtained one, and the information about the life and death of the Paraming Cooking Army was hurriedly rushed out to take a look, but he didn't expect that the other party turned out to be Hayden. Wilson!

Inside the bright room, Senli and Hayden. Wilson sat opposite each other, and on the table in the middle, there was no other clutter, only two small flags erected. One is the Somali flag, and the other is the Paramincho flag: on a yellow background, a majestic camel "Mr. Wilson, welcome to the Pala tribe!" "Senli was guessing in his heart. Wilson came here with a quiet smile on his face. The expression was very enthusiastic, and it seemed that Hayden. Wilson was really a distinguished guest.

Hayden. Wilson took off his hat and sunglasses, revealing a pair of light brown eyes, which looked unremarkable, but occasionally, a flash of light would pass away.

At this time, an officer pushed the door and brought a cup of camel milk tea, which is the unique flavor of the Pala tribe.

"Chief Senri, before we talk, I want to meet your father!" Hayden. Wilson said slowly in a deep voice.

"Oh, Mr. Wilson, I'm sorry. My father has returned to the tribe to recuperate because of his poor health, if you want to see him, I am afraid that you will have to wait until he is in good health, you know, in our tribe, a sick person cannot receive guests, that would be very rude, and it would be against the clan rules! Senli rolled his eyes and said helplessly.

Senri is not stupid, how can he let this American go to see his father now, wouldn't that lead the Pala tribe to a dead end.

Hayden. Wilson smiled indifferently and did not continue on this topic, as if the question just now was just casually mentioned and did not pay attention to it.

"Chief Senri, since that's the case, then I'll say it directly." Hayden. Wilson took a sip of milk tea, which was sweet and had a hint of sourness, which was very unpalatable, but he didn't care about this, but said with a solemn face, "Your father used to have a close cooperation with us, but now he has gone back to recuperate due to physical reasons, I don't know how Chief Senli should treat our cooperation?" ”

Both understood that the so-called Mohr was unwell was a lie. In Africa, this kind of armed seizure of power happens almost every day. Wilson couldn't be held accountable either; If it weren't for the interests of the United States in Somalia this time, he wouldn't have come here at all.

His eyes shrank slightly, and Senli secretly said in his heart, it's still here! Since becoming the leader of the Palaminke Army, when Senri was 'rectifying' the army, he also sent people to contact other forces, hoping to ease the relationship between them, after all, the Palaminke Army, if you want to continue to survive in Somalia, then you can't let all the Somalis be hostile to you, otherwise, there is only one way to go.

Although the other forces have not yet taken a clear attitude, the tense situation has been eased, and there is no tension, which has made everyone who cares about Somalia breathe a sigh of relief.

When he knew that the white man in front of him was the head of the CIA in Somalia, Senli had a premonition in his heart, and at this time, the other party pointed out the words, but Senli didn't know how to answer for a while.

In cooperation with the United States, the Paramingchu Army will once again return to the embarrassing situation of Moore's reign, the country is alone, all forces are hostile, and the United States has too little support, except for a small amount of money and weapons, all other support is in words. This made it difficult for Mori to choose.

As for the Orientals on the other side of the mountain, Senri doesn't need to think about it at this time. Last time, the group of Orientals had already explained that as long as the Palamin Army did not harm their interests, they would not care what the Palamin Army did.

"Chief Senri! The United States is the most powerful country in the world, she has a lot of military power in the world, and in a very short period of time, she can help any ally get rid of the threat of war, and the United States is the most developed country in the world, and any friend who cooperates with the United States will get unimaginable benefits! "Hayden. Wilson said in a chatty tone. But the lures and threats are clear. The military power that exists in the world can both help allies and destroy enemies, whether it is an enemy or an ally, it is just in the mind of Senri.

Since Roosevelt became president, the United States has been accustomed to a policy of carrots in one hand and sticks in the other. Under the temptation of naked interests and the deterrence of high-handed military force, it is indeed difficult to choose.

...... "Xiaowei, are you full?" Li Mo watched Liu Wei put down the milk, and hurriedly handed over a tissue and asked.

"Hmm!" After gently wiping the corners of her mouth, Liu Wei glanced at Li Mo angrily, and hummed a nasal voice from her small nose.

She saw through the man in front of her, she didn't know that she was distressed at all, she knew that she had just experienced the pain of breaking melons, and in the early morning, she had to do it again so rudely.

Li Mo also understood that Liu Wei had resentment in her heart, but who was to blame? Blame yourself for not holding on and being seduced by her little lamb-like body? Or is it that men have an increased need in the morning?

In order to calm the resentment in Liu Wei's heart, Li Mo had already grovelled to be a subordinate in the morning. He knew in his heart that Liu Wei might have been dissatisfied at the beginning, but after such a long time, that dissatisfaction had long since disappeared, and it was just a little girl surnamed Tian to do something.

Li Mo brought Liu Wei's small backpack, and saw Liu Wei, who was trimming her eyebrows and frowning lightly, standing up. I know in my heart that after the first time a woman, the wounds she received cannot be healed in a while, even if Liu Wei has high physical fitness, she can be regarded as a person who practices martial arts, but as long as she is a woman, uh, here is a virgin, after that, she has to go through such a thing.

"Does it hurt? Why don't you go to class today! Li Mo was very distressed and held Liu Wei's arm and gently proposed.

"Don't!" Liu Wei shook her head, she was now thinking about what to say when she returned to the dormitory. The ambiguous relationship between her, Zhang Lixia and Li Mo is unclear to anyone. This time she had a relationship with Li Mo, and when she returned to the dormitory, Zhang Lixia didn't know what expressions and thoughts she should have.

The close friendship between Liu Wei and Zhang Lixia has always been very strong, and even in their feelings for Li Mo, there has never been a gap. But Liu Wei is still very apprehensive in her heart. After all, this time, it was Liu Wei who took the 'lead'.

Li Mo's eyes were so vicious that he found out when Liu Wei's eyes showed a hint of uneasiness. After thinking about it a little, I understood what Liu Wei was thinking.

"Xiaowei, don't think about it, Xiaxia is not a jealous girl!" Li Mo hugged Liu Wei's petite body into his arms and comforted.

"Hmmm! Let's go! The uneasiness in Liu Wei's heart seemed to be dispelled by Li Mo's comfort, and nodded.

When he arrived at the school, Li Mo sent Liu Wei downstairs to the girls' dormitory, and after watching her go upstairs, Li Mo left. However, Li Mo did not go far, but stood in a small forest not far from the girls' dormitory, looking through the gap in the woods, looking at a window on the fourth floor. That window is Liu Wei and Zhang Lixia's dormitory.

More than half an hour passed, Li Mo's heart began to sink slowly, could it really be that something happened?

Suddenly, Li Mo's mobile phone rang with a text message ringtone, and he quickly opened the text message on his mobile phone, and there were only two words on it: OK!

(To be continued)