There are poor and rich people everywhere, and Somalia is no exception, the difference is that there are fewer rich people in Somalia and there are poor people everywhere.

However, there is a big difference between the poor and the rich in Somalia and elsewhere.

There is a popular saying here: "If a relative has nothing, then even if you have 100 camels, you are poor!" ”

It is not difficult to understand that the Somalis are referring to tribes by their relatives...... Each tribe is actually a big family, and the members are always related to each other, and even trace back to the patrilineal source, they are the descendants of the same person.

So more relatives means bigger tribes.

Somalis don't care about the country or the law, they only trust their relatives, because they know that if they don't have relatives, even 100 camels will be robbed, and the next second they will still be poor people with nothing.

So there is another saying: "Between wealth and relatives, the latter should not be chosen without hesitation!" ”

Investors from other countries, their relatives are mercenaries.

For example, the most important employer of the "Ghost" was a gypsum trading company called "Barsac", whose chairman was an Englishman like Angus.

This is not only a "relative" relationship between the two parties who are British, but more importantly, the contract can be concluded in the UK and bound to the interests of both parties in the UK, and even in case of breach of contract, it can be litigated in the UK rather than in Somalia, which makes it easier to establish a relationship of trust between them.

Qin Tian learned about this from the big belly.

"You have to know something first!" The big-bellied man sat in the co-pilot seat of the pickup truck and said to Qin Tian who was sitting in the back: "Otherwise, you won't know who you're protecting, or who the potential enemy is, and you won't be able to target, this is a ...... that an excellent mercenary must have."

"But why don't they need to know this!" Qin Tianchao looked back and forth, and there were four local mercenaries on the pickup truck.

"Are you kidding?" The potbelly replied: "They don't understand English!" ”

Once again, Qin Tian found out that he had been deceived by Angus...... He should at least pay a little more for Qin Tian to understand English and be able to communicate.

The car stopped in front of a five-storey white building.

The big belly looked back and said, "That's it, cheer up!" ”

The so-called "cheering up" is to puff out your chest to make yourself look majestic and strong, so that the employer has a sense of security...... This is quite important for third-rate security companies like "Ghost".

Or it can be said: first-rate, second-rate security companies conquer the enemy, while third-rate and non-mainstream security companies conquer the employer.

I waited for half an hour, but I didn't see any movement.

The big-bellied belly took advantage of this time to hand over a document to Qin Tian: "This is the person we are waiting for!" ”

Qin Tian couldn't help but be stunned when he opened the document, he was a handsome British boy, who looked like he was seventeen or eight years old.

"I thought it was an old man to protect!" Qin Chuan said.

"The old man is in charge of another group!" The potbelly replied: "This is the son of the 'old man', Achill, who has just arrived here for more than a month, and has been in England before!" ”

Qin Tian shook his head and said with an incredulous expression: "Why doesn't he stay in the UK......"

"Everyone has their own reasons, Qin!" The big belly interrupted Qin Tian's words and said, "There are some things that you shouldn't know, you don't need to know too much!" ”

"I think I need to know this!" Qin Tian replied while flipping through the information: "Because like you said, how do I know if he came here because he made a feud with someone in England...... It's our duty, isn't it? ”

"Okay!" The big belly rolled his eyes: "The 'old man' needs him to inherit the property here, understand?" ”

Qin Tian smiled, the big belly was actually not a difficult person to get along with.

However, this may have something to do with the fact that only Qin Tian and Big Belly can speak English in this group.

Just when Qin Tian was looking through the information, a few people walked down the steps of the gate, and the one who walked at the front was the Archier seen in the photo, wearing a camouflage suit, a pair of black sunglasses and half-finger gloves, and what surprised Qin Tian even more was that he still had a pistol pinned to his waist, looking like a mercenary.

Qin Tian looked at the big belly suspiciously, and the big belly shook his belly...... Well, he's actually shrugging his shoulders.

"That's one of the reasons he's here!" The big belly lowered his voice and said, "You know, looking for excitement!" ”

"Hey!" Before the words fell, Archer noticed Qin Tian: "Chinese? ”

"Yes!" Qin Tian replied.

Achill immediately became excited, and put on a stand in front of Qin Tian to make some strange barks like puppies, and asked, "You must be Chinese kung fu, right?" ”

"No, I won't!" Qin Tian replied coldly, he just wanted to kick the hairy child in front of him back to the UK.

"He's new here, Achill!" Big Belly explained.

"Okay!" Achill looked a little disappointed, sat in the back of the car and asked, "Where are we going today?" ”

"The boss told me you should go to the mine today!" The potbelly sat back in the passenger cab, slammed the door shut, and replied, "He thinks you need to be familiar with the whole business process!" ”

"Boring process!" Achill replied.

This statement reveals that Achill actually has little interest in continuing his father's inheritance...... Later, Qin Tian learned that Achill He was only "not very interested", he was not interested at all.

The potbelly didn't respond to Achill, he picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered, "Let's go!" ”

A group of three cars lined up in a line and drove in the direction of the suburban mine.

I don't know if the big belly is teaching Qin Tian or showing off to Achill, he pointed to a rectangular box on the front cover of the car and said, "This is a signal transmitter......"

"Oh!" Qin Tian replied.

"Shouldn't you ask what a 'signal transmitter' is used for?"

"What is it used for?" Qin Tian asked mechanically.

"It's used to detonate the bomb in advance!" Achill replied stupidly: "You know, the enemy always likes to use mobile phones to remotely control homemade bombs. With its constant firing signal in front, the bomb will explode on its own before we get close! ”

"But you don't seem to have opened it!" Qin Tian said.

The potbelly looked ahead and replied, "Oh, sorry! ”

As he spoke, he pressed the button awkwardly.

At the moment when the big belly pressed the button, the voice in Qin Tian's head sounded again, although it was not very clear, Qin Tian seemed to be able to feel the strength of the signal emitted by the "signal transmitter".

"What's going on?" Qin Tian was taken aback by this sudden change.