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After a few seconds of silence, Farah slowly spoke: "To be honest, I don't want to meet you, I don't think we're all the way!" ”

"You don't have to talk?" Yu Yuanjun laughed over the phone, and then spoke directly to the soldier next to him in Italian: "Just blow up the tent in front!" Although the soldiers did not understand Italian, the remaining reinforcements only frightened him.

"Well, some talk!" Frightened by Yu Yuanjun, Farah suddenly changed his words, and Yu Yuanjun immediately laughed when he heard it, sure enough, no matter who it is, as long as his life is threatened, he will instinctively choose to compromise.

Yu Yuanjun didn't speak, but Farah was a little excited, thinking that Yu Yuanjun was really going to kill him, and yelled at the phone again: "If you kill me, I won't be able to gain a foothold in Somalia!" ”

"I know, that's why you have a chance to chat with me, otherwise what awaits you is a bullet or a shell, let your people cease fire, lay down their weapons, and I will take people to your tent!" The remaining reinforcements put forward their own conditions, which are actually a bit excessive, which is equivalent to making Farah give up resistance and slaughter.

Behind the tent, Farah looked at his men: "No, if you regret it, I'm not dead?" ”

"Do you have a choice? If you don't put down your weapons now, you're going to die, or I'll have people open fire right now, and now there are at least ten cannons facing your tent, and you think you can run away? ”

Farah slammed his fist on the table, and finally slowly agreed to the proposal of the remaining reinforcements, and there was no way to disagree, people are swords and I am fish and meat, so I can only look at my subordinates: Inform everyone, stop the counterattack immediately now, and put down your arms! ”

"Head, are we surrendering?" Several of his officers were stunned for a moment, and some of them couldn't accept it, after all, Farah was the No. 1 warlord in Somalia, and now he was asked to surrender, this kind of thing is unimaginable no matter what.

"It's not a surrender, it's a negotiation, we need to have a good chat with the people of the war mercenary group!" Farah is helpless, the war has started until now, it is not something he can control at all, but now if he wants to live, he can only sit down and negotiate.

"Good!" The subordinate walked out of the tent with a heavy expression and began to inform the black soldiers around him, and the remaining reinforcements also ordered all Kuwaiti soldiers to stop firing for the time being, of course, if the black man is not interested, he can also choose to shoot him, after all, Farah will not break this peace negotiation on the peninsula for the lives of a few black people.

After more than ten minutes, the battlefield was calm again, there was no gunfire, only the occasional screams of some wounded soldiers resounded in the night sky, compared with the fierce exchange of fire just now, the silence was now a little terrifying.

In less than an hour's exchange of fire, about a thousand blacks were killed, and more than 20 Kuwaiti soldiers were killed, after all, it was not a positional war, if you took the wrong path, you might fall into the encirclement of blacks, and most of the Kuwaiti soldiers who died were killed by blacks because of this.

The Japanese in the distance, Saburo Sakai put down the night vision device, and didn't understand what was going on, obviously he was in full swing just now, why did he suddenly fall silent now? Did the blacks win or who won?

"Send someone to check on the situation!" Saburo Sakai found one of his subordinates and decided to explore the path first to see what was going on inside.

In the black camp, Yu Yuanjun took more than 200 Kuwaiti soldiers and swaggered towards Farah's tent, and a group of black people gathered around Farah's tent, and there were hundreds of black people gathered around Farah's tent, each of whom had some injuries on their bodies, but they were not serious, these people should be the most fierce group of people who fought with Yu Yuanjun and others before, and they were also Farah's most loyal subordinates.

This group of blacks did not have weapons in their hands, but they all stared at Yu Yuanjun and the others with fierce faces, if they could not still control their temper, it is estimated that they would have fought now, and the Kuwaiti soldiers were not fuel-efficient lamps, and they all made some provocative gestures.

However, the leaders on both sides have explained that they can't do anything, and everyone looks at each other unpleasantly, so that they don't really do it, Farah has a heart, let people rule the surrounding blacks, and constantly gather over, if anything happens, the remaining reinforcements and others can't escape.

Of course, what he didn't know was that there were still nearly 300 people in ambush on the periphery of the remaining reinforcements, and just waiting for the remaining reinforcements to smash the cup, they rushed in to escort the car, and when the two sides were calculating each other, the tent was also packed up by Farah's men.

After all, the stakes are very high in this negotiation, and it has a bearing on the peace of Somalia for a period of time in the future, and even the safety of the shipping routes in the Gulf of Aden for a period of time after that.

You must know that it takes a long time for the United Nations to hold a meeting, and it needs to be voted on, and then it needs to mobilize manpower, etc., which takes a long time and is a cumbersome process, but if the remaining reinforcements and Farah negotiate, they can almost quickly decide the trend of this region.

Farah stood at the door of the tent, a middle-aged man in his forties who looked to be in his fifties, although there was some contradiction, but a beard and dark skin and a white hat, the standard Mullins match, Yu Reinforcements knew his grade, but he was still a little shocked by his appearance, if someone was kind enough on the subway, he might give him a seat.

"Hello Mr. Farah!" High-status people, standing in the crowd, can basically be seen at a glance, there is no need to look too much, where is the temperament, this has nothing to do with appearance, a habit developed by the superior for too long.

So among a group of black people, although Yu Yuanjun couldn't tell the difference between this group, he could still recognize Farah at a glance, walked over with a smile and stretched out his hand, Farah was also stunned for a moment after seeing Yu Yuanjun, he didn't expect his opponent to be so young, and shook hands with Yu Yuanjun: "You are the head of the War Fire Mercenary Group?" I? ”

"Yes, unexpectedly?"

Farah nodded: "It's a bit surprising, in my cognition, the mercenary captains are all mature and stable middle-aged people, they have rich war experience and life experience, so they won't take some detours with the mercenary group, too young the leader may make this mercenary group have vitality, but it is easy to make some impulsive decisions, but it will bring trouble to the mercenary group." ”

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