"Boom, boom!"

"! Exercise! Exercise! Fry me! Blow them all up! it! ”

In the African savannah, a small war is going on, and in the trench Zhang Bing is holding an AK-74 rifle, leaning against the dirt slope behind his back, constantly roaring, and the sound of shooting and rockets being fired around him is endless.

"Bang bang bang!"

Finally, after at least ten minutes of continuous firefighting, the gunfire on the opposite side became more and more sparse, and at the same time, the soldiers of the Iron Fist Security Company who detoured past on the left and right flanks joined the battle, and soon the gunfire on the opposite side was extinguished, and then the voice of shouting in stumbling Chinese came:

"Dead! They're all dead! It's okay! ”

"Seventeen people."

"Wait a minute, let's make sure, Babik, you go to that tree and take a look, we'll cover!"

"Damn! I was shot in the arm and bandaged me. ”

"Nineteen o'clock, two people, sniper rifles, fire!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Hearing this voice, Zhang Bing, who was leaning on the dirt slope of the trench, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then he poked out and looked left and right, only to see dozens of soldiers wearing iron-fisted uniforms checking around, to make sure that there were no other armed people around, and even someone had climbed a big tree.

Soon, there were sparse and sporadic gunshots, and Zhang Bing was not ready to show his head, so he sat in the ditch, and couldn't help but smile and curse the dark-skinned young man next to him:

", I almost went to the west, I felt the bullet graze my scalp and flew over."

"Horse riders, why don't these people know what to do?"

"We're here to make them rich, and they beat us like foreigners?"

Hearing Zhang Bing say this, the young man next to him, who was tanned and about to become African, smiled and said:

"When we go back this time, the factory director will have to give us a salary increase."

"This is no longer an expatriate and high-risk subsidy, this is simply a dying subsidy, hahaha!"

"Primary"

At this point, the young man looked left and right, then lowered his voice and said:

"They have a problem with their brains, and they can't turn the corner at all."

"I think there is no way to talk to them, we have to find a way to 'engage' a batch first, and then Huairou, otherwise these guys, they will harass us endlessly."

"However, only if we can take this mine"

Just when the young man whispered to Zhang Bing, not far away, I saw a tall fat black man wearing a wide suit, a steel helmet on his head, and two sets of iron fist special body armor on his chest, barely covering his chest, back and left and right ribs, and finally leaned on the dirt slope, and at the same time, the young man had stopped talking, and looked at this black man like Zhang Bing, this tall and fat black man was named Naluka, It was sent by the Zambian government to cooperate with the people of the Red Star Consortium to carry out relevant work.

The purpose of this operation was to explore the mining area called "Mount Abbas" in the area called "Mollymori".

"Zhang, you also saw it, this is the situation."

"I'm one hundred percent sure that it was the Kama Legion who attacked us."

"At the beginning of this century, they were the indigenous people of Morimori, and then the Europeans discovered the mines here, so they were turned into miners with guns to their heads and chains to their feet."

"In the decades that followed, they spent their lives like this, and we thought of some ways and tried some good offices to improve their treatment, but the end result was not very good, and they were also not friendly to us and did not recognize our country, so we could not continue to do anything."

"It wasn't until '72 that the British abandoned the mine and they regained their freedom."

"So they formed this resistance group called the 'Kama Legion', whose slogan was 'Protect the homeland, We tried to negotiate with them, but they didn't accept it, we also tried to support them, they took the supplies, they turned around and killed our drivers and staff, and then we also tried to encircle them, but the effect was not optimistic, because although they were very stubborn, they were not stupid, they did not resist contact with technology, they were also very skilled in the use of firearms, and their combat effectiveness was very impressive. ”

"Zhang, you also saw the conflict just now, they are very strong."

The last words of this tall, strong, fat black man were clearly justifying their official troops, to show that they were not inferior in combat, but because the enemy was very high.

"Mr. Naluka, I understand."

As soon as Zhang Bing's words fell, the voice of the Iron Fist security officer came from there:

"Report! The perimeter has been determined, safe! ”

"It's time to come out!"

Hearing this, Zhang Bingcai stood up straight from the dirt slope he was leaning on, flicked the dust on his body, and said to Naluca, a black man next to him who was trying to stand up with both hands on the dirt slope:

"Mr. Naluka, let's go."

"Let's go over and have a look."

Naluka nodded, and then a dozen or so people walked over, only to see that seventy or eighty meters away, there was a raised mound of earth, behind which there were several bodies that had been shot, and there were other scattered corpses around.

"I heard someone hurt? Is it serious? ”

Zhang Bing, who walked over, swallowed his saliva and then asked, now he is not the same as a month ago, at that time he had just come to Zambia from China, and when a similar situation first appeared, he saw a corpse full of bullet holes and blood flowing on the red ground, and the whole person directly vomited out the bitter bile, and now he has calmed down a lot.

"It's okay, Boboca was shot in the forearm, penetrating the wound, but not to the bone."

"We've bandaged him."

Hearing Zhang Bing say this, a heavily armed yellow-skinned instructor said that a total of 120 iron-fisted security personnel participated in the operation, a total of 12 squads, about equal to a company, of which the captain and deputy captain are instructors, and the others are dark-skinned Tanzanian fighters, equipped with rifles, light machine guns, heavy machine guns, mortars, various grenade launchers, rocket launchers, rocket launchers, and even rotorcraft and other weapons and equipment, and the overall combat effectiveness is very strong.

"That's fine, give him antibiotics."

"Lest the heat get infected."

Just as Zhang Bing was talking to the captain of the operation, who was about the same as the company commander, the fat and tall black man Naluka actually walked over, as if he was not afraid at all, examined the corpses, and then covered his nose and said angrily:

"That's right, it's the Kama Legion."

"Look at their chests, they all have tattoos with this strange pattern."

Hearing him say this, everyone, including Zhang Bing, looked at these corpses, and sure enough, on their chests, there was a tattoo pattern similar to fangs, and at the same time, the black man who said this, Naluka, paused slightly, he stood up straight, looked almost two meters tall, turned his head to look in the direction of the southwest, and then said hesitantly:

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"Zhang, I don't think we should move on."

"If you continue to go deeper into the Asbah mining area, your life will really be in danger, I think you should come here for the ore and the dollar, not to give away your precious life, right?"

Faced with his statement, Zhang Bing said with a smile:

"Of course, Mr. Naluka."

"But now this location is still far from the ore and the dollar, we have to go deep into the mine and investigate, and"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Bing said this, Naluka, a black man standing there, waved his hand quickly, sat down directly on a tattered tree stump that was hit by bullets next to him, took out a cigarette and lit it himself, and said:

"We can't go any further, or we'll all die."

"Although your combat effectiveness is very strong, there are only more than a hundred of them, and there are at least two thousand soldiers in the Kama Legion, which is very terrifying!"

"If you go, I won't go any further."

When he said this, his voice paused, raised his head and smiled helplessly, and said:

"Of course, if I break away from your protection, I guess even if I won't be killed by the other soldiers of the Kama Legion, I will be eaten clean by the lions or hyenas of the grassland."

"So, I want to say, I can be honest."

"But"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he made a gesture that most people in the world could understand, that is, he quickly twisted the thumb and index finger of his left hand.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Bing smiled silently, stretched out his hand to the young man next to him, the young man took out a cloth bag with a big slap, and then grabbed the bag with his right hand and poured it slightly on the left palm, accompanied by the sound of "rustling", the golden sand gold flowed out, the smallest one was the size of a millet grain, and the largest one was like a wheat grain.

At that moment, the black man Naluka looked at the full slap of gold and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

However, in the next second, the young man seemed to feel that he had poured too much, and poured back into the bag from the palm of his hand, and this time the black man Naluca was not calm, and quickly stood up and said:

"That's it! All right! Almost! Almost! ”

"I say! I say it all! ”

"The gentlemen above have decided, it is not impossible for you to redevelop the Asbah mining area, but you must find a way to solve the problem of the Kama Legion by yourself, and secondly, we cannot invest a penny in the whole development process, because we do not have either, and you must build a railway branch road that can connect to the Zantan Railway."

"Because without railroads, it is impossible to transport your ore."

"In the end, the Aspar mine can be fully contracted to you, we can do without any shares, and we will only collect the normal corporate tax every year, and the contract period will be fifty years, and after fifty years, you must hand over to us a mine that we can take over and operate normally, and that is our condition."

"Agreed, then we can start working together."

"I'm done!"

After the black man Naluka finished speaking, he opened his blazer, ripped off a piece of the inner lining with a "tearing" sound, and then walked to the young man with a blank eye, and spread his hands to the young man, his hands were covered with the inner lining of the suit, and the young man smiled and poured most of the golden sand in his hand onto the top of the cloth, and then the black Naluka carefully pulled up the cloth, and finally tied a knot firmly.

In the end, he repeatedly put the small cloth bag into the pocket of the inner pocket of the suit, patted it to make sure it didn't disappear, pointed to the torn inside and explained with a smile:

"Clothing damage caused by work can be reimbursed!"

Hearing this, a laughing sound suddenly sounded all around, and Zhang Bing nodded and waved his hand and said:

"In that case, then we will judge the situation and not move forward."

"Let's go back to Lusaka!"

"The next step is to negotiate, negotiate, negotiate."

"Mr. Naluca, I think you should have enough access to make our negotiations successful, right?"

"Now no one is going to hear what we're talking about except grass or trees or animals, so I might as well be blunt and say that if we can get more dollars, then so can you."

"Chubby."

Speaking of this, Zhang Bing said this to the young man next to him who was not fat at all, and the young man pursed his lips, as if he was not very happy, but still threw the fist-sized bag full of golden sands in his hand directly at the black man Naluka.

"Oops!"

The black man Naluka exclaimed, his tall and fat body was extremely agile, and he instantly caught the bag of golden sand, he subconsciously opened it to take a look, and at the same time Zhang Bing, who was standing there, smiled:

"This is our sincerity, Mr. Naluka, no problem, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the black man Naluka picked up a piece of golden sand, bit it without hesitation, and said:

"No problem, absolutely no problem."

"Shall we go back then?"

Zhang Bing nodded, and finally said:

"Of course, we're ready to go back."

"But before you go, guys, bury the bodies."

"Although they are our enemies, the first to shoot at us, and the martial arts do not speak of martial virtues to sneak attack us, but in our culture, it is inappropriate for the wilderness to be eaten by wild beasts, even for the enemy."

"In modern parlance, it's probably the same as humanitarianism."

"Buried it!"

Hearing Zhang Bing say this, the black man Naluka had already packed the bag of gold, and there was no longer the flattering expression on his face just now, and he gave a thumbs up and said:

"Amazing character!"

"Shall we get to work then?"

Then the soldiers of the Iron Fist Security Company took out sapper shovels, and soon dug more than a dozen pits, buried all the corpses on the spot, reaching a depth of 1.5 meters, and finally cut down a tree trunk and inserted it as a tombstone.

Moments later, the convoy departed with a roaring return.

After another half an hour, seven or eight black men sneaked over from a distance, and they couldn't help but look at each other as they looked at the cemetery and tombstones in front of them.

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