Chapter 104: Featured Troops

A crackling sound woke Wen Hui from his dream, "Where are the firecrackers going on?" "That's how it is when he sleeps in a daze, he thinks it's in China. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bounced up from the bed, Wen Hui opened his eyes and looked at the humble environment around him, feeling the slightly higher temperature. It's Africa! Stretch out your hand and touch two handfuls on your face, this day has passed, and you can't be too leisurely.

A few people who were wiping their guns next to him stopped what they were doing, looking at the boss who was regaining consciousness, and there seemed to be a little ...... at this time Sprout?

Seeing Wen Hui come over, several people hurriedly lowered their heads what to do, the collective onlookers just now did not exist at all. Anyway, this is really a good place, if it weren't for the lack of security in Africa, several people would have plans to stay for a long time, because there are no weapons restrictions.

When Wen Hui went abroad, he didn't have to restrict the weapons of his subordinates, so now the long guns and short cannons in the hands of this group of guys made his eyelids jump, is this here to be a mercenary or a business?

"Ahem~ You guys give me enough to stop, do you hear? Equipping too much equipment is not good for our business, and people will be wary of tigers but not goats. "Why can't this be fixed? How many times do you have to say that these guys with muscles in their brains will understand!

"What do you mean? Goats will only be eaten. Sure enough, Big Bear didn't understand.

"A wolf in sheep's clothing, you know? We have to act harmless to people and animals in order to gain the trust of the other party, armed to the teeth will only make things go in a bad direction, and make rabbit skin ...... The sheepskin is draped, we come quietly, and then we go quietly, and the strife here has nothing to do with us, understand? "Wen Hui didn't want to end up rolling up his sleeves and playing in person, after all, he was a businessman.

"Young Master, your wish seems to be a little difficult." Boris was typing at the computer again.

"What's wrong again?" It seems that he has never received good news from Boris.

"Since the immigration measures were not addressed, we swaggered in and attracted the attention of some people, who looked like Yankees." Boris listened to some local signals and got some news.

"It's not surprising that people are the world's policemen, busy fanning the flames everywhere...... No, in the maintenance of justice and peace, there is nothing strange about the attention paid to certain dangerous people, and besides, why must it be directed against me? Wen Hui didn't have the slightest self-consciousness.

However, it is not surprising that he, a maverick, does not pay attention to the circle of traditional arms dealers at all, in Wen Hui's eyes, these are all competitors, it is not easy to coexist peacefully with them, how can he get along with them.

His successful development of the market in South America has caused a great repercussions, how to say, he did not hesitate to cause an earthquake in the local market, and many people are investigating him at this time.

"Are they coming?" I was in touch with the old relationship left by my father-in-law very smoothly, and this place was arranged by the other party.

"It's almost there."

"Let's go, then." Wen Hui didn't want to stay in this "five-star hotel" any longer, worse than the guest house in the village and town is the best hotel that can be found here, the door with bullet holes has not had time to be changed, but the bombed hall has been renovated.

went downstairs and gave the dutiful black waiter a ticket for twenty US dollars, and the young man showed off his pure white teeth to Wen Hui, and his smile was very sincere, but Wen Hui did not have an appreciation for the black race.

Walking out, Wen Hui stretched out his hand and built a pergola on his forehead, the sun here is really big, fortunately it is a tropical area, there is no demand for clothes, if it is changed to a temperate zone, then there will be a lot of frozen death here every year.

Ragged little dirt children are running around, they have their own fun, chasing a skull with bare feet that don't know when, very African "ball game", isn't it? Not far away was a highly decomposed corpse on the ground, a few lazy vultures squatting on the side, which was full and eating, and the crowd of people who came and went only minded the unpleasant smell, and there was no much other expression.

Wen Hui, who doesn't understand anything, is looking strange, and a group of people under him are warning the surroundings with murderous eyes, and the leading Wen Hui looks like a fat sheep at a glance, and from the moment they moved in, there were a lot of idle people around.

Boris and the others unabashedly displayed the weapons in their hands, staring at everyone who paid attention to this side, and had a posture of "if you dare to have crooked thoughts, Lao Tzu will beat you into a sieve".

This invisible confrontation didn't last long, the people around them dispersed on their own, and several pickup trucks drove in from a distance, and the locals knew that was not to be messed with. Before they came in, they hid in their huts.

"Damn, the effect of this street cleaning is too good." The street that was a little popular just now can't even find a ghost, and you can't see the scene of the warlord going out and jumping at all. Down a, Wen Hui is face blind to black people, if the facial features are not obvious, he basically can't tell people.

glanced at Wenhui and their equipment, and then looked at the weapons in their hands, and finally found comfort in the quantity, and did not talk nonsense: "Come on, General Mohd wants to see you." Swinging his head and motioning for Wen Hui and them to get into the car, such a little superior armament would not attract his attention.

"I'm in trouble." Wen Hui handed over a pack of cigarettes, but the other party didn't say anything but accepted it. At the same time, Wen Hui does not have the same relaxed attitude as before, and this kind of partner who does not refuse to come is a bit difficult to handle.

Sitting on the other party's rotten pickup truck, Wen Hui began to bump all the way, looking at the scenery outside the window, to be honest, this place is still good in other aspects except for the temperature is a little higher, people are a little lazy, and a little savage.

The land is vast, the species are abundant, and the natural resources can be used as the global raw material supply base. But how did it become such a virtuous one? The situation is a little better in the rainbow country, South Africa has also been crippled, this was once a country that can independently develop fighter jets, and the level of national strength is also ranked among the few in the world, and even the rabbits that have just been founded are a little inferior to them.

What now? Not to mention it, there is nothing to show off in that place except for its geographical location.

But it's also strange that he has the southernmost heart in central Africa. Just as they were throwing out the distractions in their heads, the car braked and they arrived at the place.

The pickup truck stopped in front of a simple road card, and someone came to check, and the people in the car also cooperated to show their documents, which is also a good game! Seeing the soldiers on duty in Luka, Wen Hui pulled down the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Boy Scouts are not summer camps like in Europe and the United States, or baby soldiers, boy soldiers, and a kind of military with African characteristics.

I didn't expect to run into it so soon, I did my homework beforehand, Wen Hui also knew that the special classes here, due to the evolution of weapons, there was no hard demand for combat age, and the killing effect of guns in the hands of children and adults was no different, and the little ghost head sometimes went too far than adults due to heart problems, and they were more ruthless!

There are more than a dozen child soldier guards in this roadcar, the youngest is not as tall as the gun in his hand, and the oldest is only in his teens, and his body size is not proportional to the AK and FAL in his hand. The leader had a faded military hat buttoned up on his head, black short sleeves, and an adult's trouser leg on his leg, which was worn out because it was too long, and a pair of leather sandals on his feet, and dirty toes were mostly covered by the hanging trouser legs.

With a burning cigarette butt in his mouth, he looked at these pickups, to be precise, at Wen Hui's group, and that look was not what a child of his age should have.

Wen Hui glanced at it and retracted his gaze, this group of warlords who didn't have **, even the boy scouts used it, I hope they still have money to buy arms.

"Young master, don't stare at them, try to stay away from these things." "Don't be fooled by their appearance, these guys are much more ruthless than adults, and they don't like the strange looks of others, so they don't need much reason to shoot here." Plus with immaturity of mind, who knows for what reason they will turn their guns on you. ”

Wen Hui glanced at Da Xiong, didn't ask much, and began to think about how to deal with the next meeting, the warlords who can be mixed here are really not ordinary people, those who have no brains are dead like cannon fodder, and the remaining ones are as cunning as foxes, after all, no matter how stupid the clan is, there will be a few smart people.