Qin Tian thought he was dead, but when he opened his eyes and saw a puddle of mud in front of him, he realized that this was not the case...... Neither heaven nor hell should carry the stench of Somalia with it, especially if you feel sore all over your body as long as you move.

Qin Tianqiang climbed up, because he knew that this was not the time to rest, and if the enemy was rigorous enough, he would go downstream to find the corpse.

If they find him, he will really become a corpse.

Stumbling up, he didn't take a few steps before he came across a person, a corpse to be exact, and it seemed to be a Chinese, and his face was slightly deformed because it was swollen from the blisters...... This is a common occurrence in Solima, and there are always a few tourists who are not afraid of death who choose to go on an adventure.

Most of them are used to coming here in peaceful societies in search of a little excitement, but they don't realize that the wallet in their arms is stimulating a pair of greedy eyes......

Qin Tian originally didn't plan to bother it, after all, this was also a meeting of fellow villagers in a different place, especially if he fell into the same river, Qin Tian survived and he died, which made Qin Tian feel that he had taken advantage.

But it didn't take long for Qin Tian to turn back again, he looked at the corpse, hesitated for a while, and quickly swapped his clothes with the corpse, except for the bank card, even the armed belt was buckled, and then pushed the corpse into the river to let it continue to float down...... The process was somewhat difficult, as the soaked corpses were heavy.

After finishing, Qin Tian carefully covered up the traces of his landing.

The purpose of doing this is very simple, as I said before, Qin Tian is worried that the rainstorm company will "see people alive and see corpses when they die", and he doesn't want to go to the ends of the earth to worry about being hunted down and killed.

It turned out that Qin Tian's concern was correct, because before Qin Tian could finish covering up his traces, a helicopter was whistling above Qin Chuan's head with the whistling sound of the propeller. Frightened, Qin Tian hurriedly lay on his stomach in the grass by the river, motionless.

The helicopter apparently found the body still drifting a few hundred meters away, and it slowly lowered its altitude, and a man leaned out from the side and fired a few shots with a rifle pointing downward. After finishing, I took my camera and took a few more photos before I left.

Qin Tian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time secretly frightened...... If you wake up more than ten minutes late, or if you don't use the corpse to steal the beams and change the pillars, I'm afraid that I will have to play a game of being chased by a helicopter again.

"Fuck Anderson!" Qin Tian couldn't help but scold.

The most fearful thing about being a mercenary is that the employer will get into inexplicable trouble like this, after all, the mercenary's behavior is money rather than revenge or justice, so the captain has always been very careful.

But "often walking by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet", and "Sparta" was finally wiped out because of this.

Qin Tian fell into a daze when he got up from the ground:

Where should I go?

Mogadishu will definitely not be able to go, it is full of people who know him, and if he goes back, he will look for death.

Not to mention the "Spartan" base.

Eventually, Qin Tian decided to go to Kismayo.

Kismayo was chosen because it is the third largest city located more than 500 kilometres from Mogadishu, as well as a port city. All Qin Tian had to do was squeeze into a passing bus and stay on it for more than ten hours.

A port city means a lot of people, so a Chinese face like yourself is not too conspicuous, and it is easier to make a living in the city.

Qin Tian soon discovered that making a living was a big problem......

Originally, Qin Tian was not worried about this, his two-year mercenary career had already given him some savings, although the amount was not very large, but it was enough for him to return to China to live an ordinary life and spend the rest of his life in peace.

This was originally Qin Tian's plan.

However, Qin Tian hesitated at the door of the bank...... Will Rainstorm keep track of its own accounts?

If it will, withdrawing money means that the hunt alarm is turned on again.

Of course, bank accounts are a basic problem for mercenaries, and the vast majority of commissions go to private accounts in Swiss banks. But Qin Tian believes that with the ability of the Rainstorm Company, even the Swiss banks will not be able to escape their tracking.

In other words, the past two years of birth and death have been in vain, and I am still a poor ghost...... This idea made Qin Tiansheng loveless, the most painful thing was that the money was right in front of him, in his hand, as long as he entered the password, he could take them out and then stay in a luxury hotel, have a full meal, and then take a shower and sleep comfortably on a clean and soft bed.

But Qin Tian just couldn't do this, he could only wear a dirty dress that had been ripped from the dead body, and he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back but he didn't even have a bottle of water.

"Fuck it!" Qin Tian scolded, but in the end, reason overcame impulse, gritted his teeth and left the door of the bank.

Even......

Qin Tian also had to reluctantly lose his bank card, because he was worried that one day he would not be able to resist this temptation to walk into the bank, or be seen by some ill-intentioned people...... Instead of bringing any benefit to oneself, a bank card adds a lot of uncertain dangers.

Qin Tian shook his head, he should have left the bank card on the corpse.

The most serious problem is how Qin Tian should survive in front of him...... It's the same everywhere, and it's hard to move without money.

Turning into a street, several African children with big bellies and naked bodies looked at Qin Tian with pitiful eyes...... Many of these children in Somalia have big bellies due to severe malnutrition leading to fluid accumulation in the abdomen.

Usually Qin Tian would always give these children a few candies or some chocolates, but now, Qin Tian hoped that they could give them something to eat.

Walking further, there were several local mercenaries with AK47s on their backs standing on the side of the road, and they were smoking cigarettes while looking at Qin Tian with vigilant eyes, as if they were guessing Qin Tian's identity and intentions.

When I looked up, the gate read "Ghost Security Company" in English...... Qin Chuan could easily tell from the armament and nutrition of the mercenaries at the door that this was a third-rate mercenary group.

This type of mercenary group generally does security work, and most of the mercenaries belong to locals who do not have much military quality, and are aimed at investors who do not know much about Somalia...... People are stupid and don't have much money, and they can't afford to hire mercenaries who are too expensive, but they need a few people with guns by their side, so that at least they can play a little psychological comfort.

Qin Tian probably shouldn't have embarked on the path of mercenaries again, but there seemed to be nothing else to make a living from.

To be precise, on the one hand, there is nothing else to do in Somalia, and on the other hand, Qin Tian will not do anything else.

In addition, he didn't want to starve to death, so Qin Tian no longer hesitated, and stepped into the gate with his feet.