Is there talent among Afika's black buddies?

There must have been, but unfortunately Joga didn't know much.

Most of the people he saw were low-level laborers like Zabu, and old fritters like the airport owner, Selim.

Laziness is a common problem in almost all of Afika's lands, but they can get up to the plate if they have enough to eat, a fire, and a drink until the next morning.

This situation is not obvious in the North SD, because they are more stressed to survive, and most of the people there are MSLs, and they are mostly mulattos here.

But in the areas bordering the southern SD, including the entire southern region, which is in fact ruled by the tribes, those people are simply a model of timely fun.

Optimism is really optimistic, and cruelty is really cruel!

The militias of the tribes are better known as militias, but in times of relative chaos, they are no better than robbers.

When Joga was a child, he saw that two nearby villages fought and killed people in order to release water, and then died of old age and did not communicate with each other, and they were not allowed to intermarry.

That's pretty much what the tribes here mean, they want to destroy each other for the sake of territory, for profit, and even for a few cows, and they really put it into action to forge deeper and deeper blood feuds.

The guy who ordered AK74 with Joga was a militia leader of the Siluk tribe.

Qiao Jia specially inquired about it before, and now the people of the Siruk tribe have clashed with the militia of the Dinka tribe, and it is said that many people have died, so it should be to save the situation by buying guns in such a hurry.

They certainly can't defeat the Kardins in battle, and 50 rifles can barely keep them in some counterattack.

This is the reason why Joga is determined to take risks, there is such a lost sense of justice in it, and more because the Sirouk people, as the weaker side, should not theoretically offend more people, especially those who can help them.

But even so, Qiao Jia is indeed a little unsure in his heart, it is the first time to go to someone else's territory to do business, and he is alone, this is not just courage.

So when Zab said that Aaron the buffalo and Kaman the hyena could be hired, he was a little tempted.

As mentioned earlier, about Afika's talent, in Joga's eyes, Bison Alun is Afica's typical 'talent', two meters tall and as strong as a cow, can strangle a zebra with his bare hands, and carry an 80-kilogram salute on his back without panting.

The main thing is that this guy looks like a bandit and has a very savage personality.

Also because of his character, Joga doesn't like this guy very much.

But 'Hyena' Kaman is different, he is from the Bari tribe, and now he is the most senior hunting guide in Damazin, the best guide of the grasslands.

This 45-year-old guy has been fighting for more than thirty years, and as a tribal mercenary, he has never stopped fighting.

From bows and arrows to broadswords to rifles, this guy is a living Afica war fossil, and he is lucky to have survived such a high-frequency conflict, and he is a real veteran of the rest of the battle.

The Afika don't care about that, but Joga knows that if he can survive this level of combat for 30 years, from the age of 15 to the present, this guy can be used as a war textbook for the Afika buddies if he is literate.

This is a real talent in Joga's eyes!

Joga waited at the airport for half an hour, but the pilot Sailim had not yet arrived, but Zab had arrived with three black men.

Bison Aaron, hyena Carman, and a slightly younger black man.

Zabu grinned and rushed to Joga's side proudly, and said, "Jackal, I have brought you people, and if you decide to hire them, you must tip me." ”

Qiao Jia reluctantly took out a stack of shredded bills, picked out two five-yuan ones and stuffed them into Zabu's hand, and said, "Don't take them to drink, buy more food for your wife and children." ”

Zab saw the dollar in his hand and didn't listen to what Joga said.

He happily danced to the side, holding two dollars and looking left and right at the sun, as if there was not enough.

The dollar in Qiaojia's hand made Bison Aaron's eyes light up, and this terrifying-looking black guy looked at Qiaojia greedily and said, "If you want to hire me, you must give me $1,000 first, and I can work for you for only $100 a day." ”

Zabu next to him heard the offer of Bison Aaron, and he said angrily and loudly, "Hey, Aaron, this is not in order, the jackal is my uncle's friend." ”

Bison Aaron glared at Zabu with strange eyes, waved his hand and said: "There are no rules, I am the rule in Damazin, this guy is a smuggler, what is he loading on the salute rack?" Cell phone? Computer? Lamp?

If he doesn't give me money, don't even think about leaving Damazin. ”

Aside from the size of the bison Aaron, this kind of bastard Joga has seen a lot in his life.

He waved his hand to signal that both the angry Zabu and the smug Aaron were calm and turned their faces to Kaman.

Carman is a middle-aged black man with a somewhat thin appearance, who says he is 45 years old, but he looks like a 60-year-old.

He wore a dirty, unmarked cap on his bare head, a gray beard, and a camouflage training uniform.

Kaman, who is about 1.75 meters tall, looks like he is not even 1.7 meters because his back is a little rickety, and his overly wide training uniform looks a little funny on his body.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is a lifeless old man who is about to die, but Joga does not dare to look directly into Kaman's eyes, not because Kaman's eyes are so powerful, but because there is no life in Kaman's eyes.

There was basically no sparkle in his lifeless eyes, but Qiaojia, a rookie, was instinctively a little scared, this was a physiological reaction, and it had nothing to do with anything else.

Avoiding Kaman's eyes, staring at the bridge of his nose, Joga smiled and said, "Can you work for me?" ”

Carman nodded, and in fairly fluent English, said, "Yes sir, I need money."

If the price is right, I'm willing to work for you. ”

Joga was silent for a moment and said, "How far can you go?" ”

Kaman's eyes glanced at Aaron, who was holding his arms and toes, and said, "It depends on how much money you can give me......"

As he spoke, Kaman pulled a young black man next to him and said, "This is my son Muto, who is a hard-working boy and has a beautiful wife.

But neither of his previous two children survived, and last week his wife died in a hospital bed with his third child.

He wanted to get out of here and start over in Ethiopia, he wanted to run a farm.

These require a minimum of $20,000!

If you give me $20,000, I can do anything for you, I'm very familiar with Afika. ”

Carman's 'job application' caused the buffalo to burst into laughter, and he kept mocking Carman's ignorance in black native slang.

Joga ignored the big man, he walked in and whispered, "Do you know what's on the plane's salute rack?" ”

Kaman looked up and whispered, "Look at the size, it should be a gun!" ”

When Qiao Jia heard this, he reached out and pressed Kaman's shoulder, and said in his ear: "Advance payment of 20,000, annual salary of 20,000."

If you work for me for a year, you will get $40,000, and if you die, I will give your son an extra $20,000 in pension.

Do you have any comments on where I am now? ”

Kaman subconsciously licked his dry lips when he listened, and then the whole person suddenly swooped towards the bison Aaron, like a wild dog rushing towards a lion......