Qin Tian took these so-called subordinates to carry out some necessary training, on the one hand, to understand their qualities, and on the other hand, to promote cooperation with each other.

The result of the training was that the beret surprised Qin Tian a little, he was able to cooperate well with Qin Tian, that is, he knew what to do in battle.

Others scurried around like the usual Somalis, with the usual habit of sticking their rifles out of the corners like basins of water and sweeping them indiscriminately.

"Stop...... What are you doing? Qin Tian yelled at them.

Then Qin Tian looked at them with a confused look and felt puzzled, they didn't seem to hear the call.

In the next second, Qin Tian understood what the problem was, and they stuffed a bullet in their left and right ears...... 9MM PISTOL CARTRIDGES.

Qin Tian made a gesture for them to take the bullet off.

"What does that mean?" Qin Tian picked up a bullet they had used to plug their ears and asked, and then immediately regretted it, because a layer of dirt that I don't know what it was fell from its lacquer surface.

"Sir!" The driver grinned: "This is our secret decision...... Plug it so you won't be hit by the sound of gunshots! ”

"I told them!" Jonari said.

"No, I was the first to do that!"

……

"Sir, you can do the same!" The driver said and raised the bullets in his hand: "I still have spare, you can take them!" ”

Qin Tian looked at these Somali mercenaries, and then looked at them with expectant eyes and the bullets handed over in a serious manner, and was speechless for a while.

In private, Qin Tian asked the beret: "Can't you train a few of your entourage?" ”

"Many times, sir!" The beret replied, "But their heads are like a brush, and in a few days they will be able to brush them all out!" ”

Qin Tian knew what was going on, it was a matter of education. Without basic education, little intelligence has not been developed, and behavior is always freewheeling rather than talking about science and thinking.

But it doesn't seem to blame them, since they were young, they have been running around for a life and not even starving to death, and they have no opportunity to receive an education at all, just like those children who wander the streets with big bellies waiting for passers-by to give them some food.

Beret was fortunate as the son of an elder, and his relatively relaxed living conditions and tribal habits allowed him to receive some knowledge of hunting from his father.

Although he was not very satisfied with his subordinates, Qin Tian still took them on a mission three days later.

This mission is very simple, that is, to patrol around the headquarters of "Barsac" in a pickup truck to familiarize yourself with the environment.

However, this is not the case for Qin Tian, because the most important purpose of this trip is that the chairman of "Barsac" Bichel has just returned from England and wants to meet Qin Tian.

When Qin Tian walked into Bichel's office, Biqier was reviewing the documents, he was a middle-aged man in his fifties, but his hair had turned a little disproportionately white.

"Nice to meet you!" Bichel raised his eyes as he skillfully wrote something on the papers, and said, "I'm sorry, I have to sign these documents!" ”

"Of course!" Qin Tian replied.

A minute later, Bichel drove away the secretary and then got up to shake hands with Qin Tian.

"Bichel!"

"Jason. Qin! ”

"Whiskey?"

"No, just bring me a glass of water!" Qin Tian replied.

Real mercenaries are far less chic than in the movies, they can drink liquor anytime, anywhere, drive luxury cars, and at the same time can pose on the battlefield to kill enemies.

But in fact...... Alcohol can make people unresponsive, so even if you don't think about the task, you must stay away from alcohol when you carry out the task from the perspective of valuing your own life.

Bichel nodded in understanding, he poured a glass of water for Qin Tian, handed it over, and then raised his glass elegantly with whiskey.

Walking to the window and looking at the patrol cars and the mercenaries with weapons on the streets, Bichiel sighed: "This was not the case when I decided to invest in Kismayo, where there are abundant mineral deposits, surprisingly cheap labor, especially since Kismayo is a port city, we can easily dig up raw materials, make them into gypsum, and then ship them around the world and exchange them for a lot of dollars!" But ......"

Biqier raised his wine glass and took a sip, then turned to Qin Tian and continued: "The world is unpredictable, no one thought that Somalia would become like this, and when I realized this, it was too late. All my assets have become everything here, mines, factories, buildings...... Do you know what will happen if I get out of here? ”

(Note: The unrest in Somalia began in 1991 when the Barre government was overthrown.) ）

Of course, Qin Tian knew what would happen if Bichier left here: no one would want to take over his factory here, and although the manpower here was cheap, the cost of production was no better than in other places, including the cost of hiring mercenaries and the severe lack of electricity.

So Bichiel can only sell them cheaply, which will be a big loss.

In other words, Bichel is actually trapped in this place.

"I'm not complaining about anything, Qin!" "In fact, Barsac still exists because it's still profitable...... But what bothers me the most, do you understand? ”

"Safety!"

"Exactly!" Biecher replied: "Safety, everything I did was for the sake of my family, for their future, I thought that my sacrifice would allow them to live a happy and stable life in England, but now I have to let Achill take it over...... If there's anything to regret, it's this. ”

As he spoke, Bichel stared at Qin Tian and asked, "Can you give us safety?" ”

Qin Tian took a sip of the water cup, shook his head and said, "No one can give you safety, sir!" Because this is Somalia! ”

Bichier couldn't help but be stunned, and then laughed: "This answer is different from what Angus gave, but I like it!" ”

"I don't think you understand, sir!" Qin Tian said: "If you want to protect someone, the best way is to let him get out of here, rather than paying someone to keep him safe!" ”

"I'm not going to leave here!" Archer walked in from outside the door, and he had obviously heard what Qin Tian said.

"Why?" Qin Tian asked rhetorically, "You haven't found the stimulation you need?" ”

"No, Qin!" Archer replied: "Because I don't want to go back and be thrown into prison!" ”

So Qin Tian understood what this hairy boy had done in the UK.

This is one of the reasons why Somalia is so chaotic, and it has become a haven for criminals from all over the world.

Provided, of course, that he can survive here.