Monrovia, Hotel.

This is the only star rated hotel in Monrovia, and it is also a special hotel set up by the government to entertain foreign guests.

Among the dilapidated city, there are only two places left that can be called buildings, one of which is the presidential palace and the other is this hotel.

From the airport to the city of Monrovia, a brand new road connects the city to the airport.

Just looking at the road, Lin Qing may think that the city is developing well, with four lanes in both directions, and the road is very smooth.

Turn your head and look at the buildings on both sides of the road, and you will feel that this road should not be here.

A dilapidated small building, or not even a dilapidated building, can be called a ruin.

Dressed like African refugees, walking around the road, after seeing the machine gun on Lin Qing's car, he lowered his head in fear.

Gunshots rang out on both sides of the road, causing vultures to hover in mid-air, and the African vultures evolved to listen to the sound of gunfire in search of food.

Occasionally, some armed men with guns looked at Lin Qing's vehicle with a little hostility, and some dared to point fingers.

Refugees, corpses, and the occasional gunshots tell everyone who comes here that this is Monrovia, this is Africa.

The best hotel in Monrovia, the government hotel, Lin Qing seems to be barely a hotel, and it costs $500 a room a night, which is more than three times the per capita income of Liberia.

The people of the Peace Alliance came quickly, and arrived at the hotel in the afternoon, swaggering and without any pretense.

"Hello, are you Mr. Lin? You're coming fast? Is the weapon ready, please? ”

"You are?"

"I'm Komaga, a diplomat from the Peace Alliance Party, and you can call me a vest."

"Hello, Ma Jia, I'm Lin, and I'm glad to work with you."

Lin Qing nodded and looked at this black man with some curiosity, a black fat man.

Black people rarely produce fat people, anyway, Lin Qing rarely sees black fat people, but in such a backward country, a black fat man appeared coldly, which made Lin Qing a little unacceptable.

"Don't worry about weapons, where do you need us to help you get them? Outside the city? Or is it right in the city? ”

The fat man shook his head, "No, I need you to send it to Riveress."

Lin Qing shook his head: "Mr. Ma Jia, this is difficult for some strong people, you know that Liberia is not peaceful along the way, I feel that if I leave Monrovia, these people of mine are not enough to protect my safety."

Ma Jia laughed: "Mr. Lin, as long as you can send the weapons to Riveress, we are willing to buy this batch of arms at half the price, what do you think?" I think that's enough price for you to take that risk, and there's no shortage of mercenaries in Monrovia. ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Qing finally decided to agree to the request of the vest, the peace alliance's batch of arms is nearly 10 million US dollars, if it is increased by 30%, it is enough for Lin Qing to squander it for a long time, and the wealth is in danger, Lin Qing decided to do it, but before that, he needs a group of people to protect his safety.

Mercenaries, a special group born of war, are war machines active in various battlefields around the world.

They originated as "barbarians" in the ancient Roman army and prisoners in post-colonial Europe, and were exiled to the African continent where they "demanded money rather than life." ”

In the early 14th century, after the Spanish frontier people hired by the Byzantine Empire to help the Byzantine Empire defeat the Turks, they turned against their employers and continued to ravage Macedonia after two years of wanton Thrace.

In the 15th century, various "free companies" of Swiss, Italian, and German soldiers were employed by princes and dukes

Since the 90s of the 20th century, international wars have continued, the territorial disputes between Ethiopia and Eritrea have not subsided, Sri Lanka has reappeared, and at the same time, Sierra Leone has had another dispute, and with the successive setbacks of United Nations international peacekeeping operations, they have begun to become active protagonists on various battlefields.

Liberia has a lot of mercenaries, armed conflicts are continuous, and neighboring countries are powder keg countries that often break out into conflicts, so it can be said that this is a paradise for mercenaries.

There is a special mercenary office in the hotel lobby to provide mercenary services to guests, which is also a major feature of Africa, in Africa, it is much easier to find a mercenary than to find an ordinary person without AIDS.

Lin Qing's request was very simple, preferably a Chinese mercenary, with a number of about 30.

But in fact, even so, it is a little difficult to do, the Chinese are too few mercenaries, and finally reluctantly found a mercenary group composed of five Chinese and twenty whites, the Night Killing God Mercenary Group, the head of the regiment is a Chinese, called Bai Qi, and the deputy head is called Black Night.

The Night Killing Mercenary Group still has a certain weight among the Chinese in Liberia, after all, it is an armed force led by a Chinese organization, and when they go out, they still Chinese believe in their compatriots.

In the afternoon, inside the hotel.

"Hello, I'm Bai Qi, the leader of the Night God Killing Mercenary Regiment."

"I am the night."

The two Chinese sat opposite Lin Qing, Bai Qi looked very strong, more than one meter and eight years tall, and a strong physique, giving people a very powerful feeling.

And the dark night is a little weak, less than one meter eight tall, with a pair of glasses, Lin Qing feels that he is an otaku more than a mercenary.

"My name is Lin Qing, I go out to rely on friends, since we are all Chinese, I will get straight to the point, I want to transport a batch of goods to Rivers, I don't know if you want to pick it up?"

The two glanced at each other, then frowned, and finally said slowly in the dark night: "Mr. Lin, can you ask what kind of goods you are transporting?" If it's a military item, we can't go ahead with this business. ”

"Why?" Lin Qing was a little curious, shouldn't these mercenaries ask for money and not die? How can there be a business that refuses without even asking the price?

"You may not know that the government forces have recently carried out a new round of military strikes against Riverses, and fierce clashes broke out with the Liberian rebel peace alliance, so going to Riverses has been under martial law, if you want to transport some arms over, you can only enter the northern territory of Liberia from Sierra Leone, if you pass from the south, if the government forces find out, the consequences are very serious."

"If it's just ordinary humanitarian aid? Like food and water? ”

"That's fine."

"Okay, we can talk about the price? How much does it cost to hire your mercenary group for a day? Lin Qing didn't care what was being transported in his car, the arms were all in his own space, and he just needed to cover up his eyes and ears to drive from Monrovia to Riveres.

"If it's just an ordinary transportation task, two thousand dollars a day, and of course if there is a conflict, the price will be doubled, how about it?"

Lin Qing thought about it, there were a total of 25 people in their mercenary group, a total of 50,000 US dollars a day, and it would take up to five days to go back and forth by themselves, even if there were some conflicts on the road, it would only be 500,000 US dollars, and the price was not outrageous.

"No problem, I think we can go tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Lin, see you tomorrow."

After meeting the people of the mercenary group, Lin Qing went to the market in Monrovia non-stop to purchase supplies and prepare the vehicles for tomorrow's transport.

When Lin Qing was in the hotel, he found that everything from mineral water, to instant noodles, to all kinds of towels, soaps and other items were made in China, and the price was cheaper than in China.