The 40,000-ton ship sailed into the Gulf of Guinea and finally docked at a terminal off the coast of the Democratic Republic of the Congo and arrived safely at its destination.

The Democratic Republic of the Congo, referred to as the Democratic Republic of the Congo, distinguishes the neighboring Republic of the Congo, the Republic of the Congo is a small country, and the Democratic Republic of the Congo is the third largest country in Africa, with a population of nearly 100 million.

The more turbulent, the more chaotic.

The more the Arctic fox survives.

The arms imported into Africa by the Arctic fox are transferred from the Democratic Republic of Congo to the eastward into Uganda, Rwanda, Burundi, and south to South Sudan and Angola.

For example, Victor Bhutto, the prototype of the movie "Lord of War".

In the past three or five years, the Arctic fox has almost monopolized this market, how can the average arms dealer fight Yang Chen's ruthless wolf-like brothers, a few who have the ability to break their wrists with the Arctic fox, and there are ten kinds of bizarre deaths, and they leave this world sadly.

His country, Nalan Tongtong, once described Yang Chen's Arctic Fox like this, but Xiao Nizi only saw the most superficial things, and was far from understanding the invisible influence of the Arctic Fox on this continent.

The giant ship docked, lowered the gangway, dozens of people surrounded Yang Chen to get off the boat, many people were waiting on the dock, half of the people of the Arctic Fox, and the rest were local tribal leaders and dignitaries.

Arctic fox.

One of the most ferocious forces on the dark side of Africa.

On this continent, naturally no one dared to snub the leader of the Arctic Fox, and those tribal leaders, dignitaries, and dignitaries took the initiative to shake hands with Yang Chen, humble and respectful.

Yang Chen said a few local greetings to this, patted that one with a smile, and impeccable dealt with a group of locals, and sat into the black painted military Humvee off-road vehicle, Ding Hao followed Yang Chen into the car, and the majestic convoy composed of more than a dozen black military Humvees quickly drove away from the dock.

The armed men openly put machine guns on the roof of the car at the front, and no one dared to care, or even look at the patrolling government soldiers, whether it was the police or the government soldiers on patrol.

"Yang Zi, you just had the style of a big country leader." Ding Hao looked at Yang Chen with a smile, admiring more than ridiculing.

"I'm very annoyed by pretending" Yang Chen laughed at himself, the rough life made him, and also made him learn the skill of a chameleon, changing and disguising himself on different occasions.

He laughs at himself, but he won't abandon it.

It is beneficial to himself and can promote his own progress, even if he is disgusted, he will persevere, and his achievements today are not unrelated to this persistence.

Ding Hao nodded thoughtfully, dealing with all kinds of shrewd people is indeed a headache, catching the cigarette handed by Yang Chen, glancing at the scenery outside the window, and asking, "Where are we going?" ”

Yang Chen smiled meaningfully and said slowly: "Go to the airport, take a helicopter, there are a few old friends waiting for me in Kinshasa." ”

Kinshasa, the capital of the Democratic Republic of the Congo.

The place where Ding Hao had been was the largest and most populous city in Central Africa, and he couldn't help but wonder what kind of old friend Yang Chen went to meet.

The armed convoy drove into the airport at a gallop, the airport was extremely simple, there were many soldiers patrolling, and there were sandbag fortifications everywhere, but fortunately, the Democratic Republic of the Congo has been relatively stable in recent years, at least the big cities are completely under the control of the government army, and the airport is broken, but it is not chaotic and orderly.

Yang Chen Ding Hao directly entered the tarmac and boarded the helicopter.

The helicopter slowly rose into the air and flew to the distant sky, in the cabin, Yang Chen overlooked the earth, a deep smile appeared on his handsome face, and he murmured in his heart: "I'm back again." ”

Kinshasa, like the birthplace of every civilization, is adjacent to ancient rivers.

The Zaire River, the second longest river in Africa, winds and turns from the helicopter down, and is very beautiful, and the natural scenery of Central Africa and East Africa, which has not been ravaged by industrialization, is magnificent, but above the city of Kinshasa, two rising thick columns of smoke destroy this beauty.

"Fire?" Ding Hao leaned his face against the porthole and looked out.

"In this place, the chance of a bomb exploding is much higher than the chance of a fire." Yang Chen said casually, how could he really be said by him, the place where the smoke came out was a road, several cars were burning, the people around him were falling, the glass of the roadside shops was shattered, and the first responders, police, soldiers, and the families of the dead and injured were running like flies, looking down from a height of several hundred meters, they could still feel the chaos below.

"It's a bomb." Ding Hao sighed, stared down, and murmured: "The government army, the ** army, the tribal armament, killing and killing, so many people have died, the country is in chaos, what is the picture." ”

"Selfishness" Yang Chen hit the nail on the head and went straight to the root.

Ding Hao nodded slowly.

The two of them only sighed a few words, the special experience had already made them strange, even if there was a river of blood and war below, it was difficult to be surprised, but the next situation was something Ding Hao did not expect.

The helicopter flew over the sparsely populated city center into a clean and tidy area, with several buildings that looked like another city.

Yang Chen smiled: "We have arrived." ”

The helicopter slowly landed on the large "manor" between several imposing buildings, and Ding Hao, who had been to Kinshasa, certainly knew this manor that looked like a French court.

Originally, it was the Governor's Palace of the French, and now it is the presidential palace of the Democratic Republic of the Congo, and the plane landed directly on the tarmac in the back garden of the presidential palace.

In the back garden, more than a dozen majestic blacks in black suits, armed with Uzi submachine guns, patrolled back and forth, apparently guards of the presidential palace.

When Yang Chen jumped out of the cabin, someone had already greeted him.

"Honorable Mr. Yang, welcome, the president is waiting for you in the study." A well-mannered black man faced Yang Chen and bowed slightly to show respect.

The Democratic Republic of the Congo has been ruled by France for nearly 200 years, and is deeply influenced by French culture, and is not barbaric and ignorant, especially the elites of the upper class, who are very gentlemanly and self-contained.

Yang Chen smiled and nodded, and then the black man who picked up the plane took Yang Chen Ding Hao into the main building of the presidential palace.

"My old friend, I am very happy to see you again."

In the spacious and luxurious study, the tall black President Kapila bypassed the magnificent solid wood desk and shook hands with Yang Chen warmly, like an old friend who had known him for many years.

"This is my closest comrade-in-arms and brother." Yang Chen turned around to introduce Ding Hao, the president smiled and shook hands with Ding Hao, Ding Hao touched Yang Chen's light, and for the first time in his life, he had a close contact with a head of state, saying that it was impossible not to be excited.

"I'm also his brother," Kapila, who has been re-elected many times, said bluntly.