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Text Chapter 1685 Acquaintance

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    The pirate leader took the list and was stunned for a while. Then he quickly took out his phone and dialed a number.

    In an inconspicuous stone house in El Village, Pentland Province, northern Somalia, a strong man with scars all over his body heard the phone ringing, picked it up and said, "How is it?" Then he excitedly punched the office phone.  On the table, he yelled at the top of his lungs: "Great!" This guy is Efiani, who is rampant in the Somali waters and is known as Somalia's number one pirate. "The Koreans and Chinese are very rich, hurry up and escort them back.  This time we are going to make a big profit What?" Efiani suddenly jumped up in his chair, as if he had a stroke, his body was trembling with excitement, and he shouted into the microphone: "Take them.  Get them all back to me, and there won¡¯t be any problems.¡±

    The car arrived at a camp in downtown Mogadishu and stopped slowly. Del, Li Tao, Madman and Guihu got out of the car.  Yang Luo didn't move, and neither did Morgan. Li Tao closed the car door smoothly.

    Morgan looked at Yang Luo and said with a smile: "Captain Yang, you can give me the answer now."

    Yang Luo lit a cigarette and looked out the car window. There were African Union peacekeeping soldiers everywhere.  There are simple fortifications built at the entrance of the camp. Four XM312 heavy machine guns are placed there coldly, and a row of cement stone piers and nail board roadblocks are placed every ten meters. In addition to manual inspection, passing pedestrians and vehicles also have to be inspected by  Explosion dogs made the final investigation, and there were three more levels to enter.

    "It seems like things are not peaceful here!" Yang Luo said softly in response to the question.

    Morgan sighed: "There is no safe place in Somalia. Last year, two car bombs broke into this place, killing more than 20 people including the deputy commander of the African Union forces. Don't look at the tight defense here. Maybe the next second  "Zhong, this could become a battlefield."

    As soon as he finished speaking, a series of explosions sounded in the distance, and Morgan continued: "Listen, the explosion is less than three kilometers away from here."

    Yang Luo slowly looked back, then took a puff of cigarette, staring at Morgan: "General, does anyone know that I'm here?" He had to figure this out, otherwise his plan would have to change.  .

    Morgan felt that Yang Luo's eyes were cold, giving him a pressure he had never experienced before, but he did not dodge and said sincerely: "Don't worry about this. Del asked me not to reveal your identity to the outside world. I will definitely do it."  The only people who know your identity are me and my confidants, and they will never reveal it. "

    Yang Luo nodded and thought for a while before saying: "I can agree to your request, but training your soldiers will probably be delayed for a long time."

    Morgan laughed loudly: "No problem, as long as you agree, I can wait for one or two years."

    Yang Luo didn't speak. He opened the door and got out of the car. Because Morgan was there, he didn't accept the check. A group of people walked into the gate of the station and saw a teenage boy sitting on the ground with a bandage on his right leg.  Still oozing blood.

    Yang Luo looked at the little boy, his eyes empty and confused, but there was no expression of pain.  He couldn't help but frown, walked over, squatted down, and asked in English: "Little brother, what's your name?"

    The little boy¡¯s eyes moved, but he didn¡¯t speak.  Standing next to the little boy, an older boy also had a puzzled face and said hesitantly: "Are you asking my brother's name?" His English was a little stammered, but Yang Luo still listened.  understood.

    "Yes!" Yang Luo stood up and touched the boy's head: "He is your brother? What is his name and how did he get injured?"

    The boy thought for a moment, thinking about the meaning of Yang Luo's words, and after a while he said: "My brother's name is Ali." After saying that, he scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, his smile full of innocence and honesty.

    "I didn't understand what you meant after that sentence." The boy's English was really bad. Yang Luo thought about it for a while before he understood. Then he patted his head, gave a helpless smile, and said in Arabic:  "How did your brother get injured?"

    The boy understood this time and said with a helpless expression: "My brother was wounded by a gun just now. It was the rapid sound of gunfire just now, and his right leg was shot."

    Morgan came over and said with some pain: "As you can see now, the African Union peacekeeping forces are actually their target, but the injured are always innocent civilians. They all once came from the same family. Now,  But they became the targets of mutual harm.¡±

    Yang Luo glanced at Morgan. No matter whether this old guy's pitiful words were just for show, but since he could say it, he still gave him a high look.

    "In war, it is always the civilians who are harmed."

    ??Morgan said: ¡°Nowadays, in urban Mogadishu, exceptWith the exception of several strategic locations controlled by African Union peacekeeping forces, most areas are under the control of anti-government armed forces.  Guns are their tool of speech, and creating fear is their purpose.  "

    Yang Luo touched his pocket, but found nothing. He looked back at Li Tao, then snapped his fingers.

    Li Tao understood, took out a handful of U.S. dollars from his pocket and stuffed it into the boy's hand.  The boy was in a daze, then shouted excitedly, hurriedly put the money in his pocket, and then looked around nervously, fearing that someone would suddenly come and snatch it away.

    Yang Luo stepped inside, and the ghost fox said in surprise: "Hey, do you know Arabic?"

    Yang Luo rolled his eyes: "What a fuss!"

    The madman chuckled: "Our boss knows a lot of foreign languages. He even understands the language of the indigenous Africans. I don't even understand how he learned it. He is really perverted."

    Not long after, a two-story building appeared in front, with the flag of the International Red Cross hanging on it. There were people outside, and most of them were sick and injured.

    Yang Luo walked quickly and entered the lobby on the first floor, which was filled with beds. Doctors and nurses in white coats and masks were busy milling around.  At this moment, Yang Luo saw a familiar figure holding a microphone for an interview.

    Yang Luo smiled and muttered: "Why did this girl come here? It's too dangerous."

    Hearing Yang Luo's muttering, the ghost fox next to him followed Yang Luo's gaze and stretched out his hand to pinch Yang Luo's waist hard.

    "You know women everywhere you go!"

    Yang Luo bared his teeth, hurriedly grabbed Guihu's hand, and said angrily: "I said something has been wrong with you recently. Why do you like to pinch people more and more? This is not good."

    The ghost fox snorted and pulled out his hand: "Who is that woman?"

    Yang Luo tilted his head and glanced at Ghost Fox: "Are you jealous?"

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    Yang Luo shuddered and hurriedly pushed Guihu away: "Speak carefully."

    The ghost fox curled his lips, no longer paying attention to Yang Luo, but his eyes never left the woman.

    Yang Luo walked up behind the girl and patted the girl on the shoulder.  The girl looked back, was stunned for a moment, and then screamed.

    "Yang"

    Standing behind the girl, a young man carrying a camera was also very excited to see Yang Luo and was about to speak.

    Yang Luo hurriedly raised his finger and shushed. The girl and the young man immediately shut their mouths, but their faces were still very excited.

    "Why are you here?" The girl is none other than Bai Juan.  The young man is of course Pang Yu.

    Yang Luo said angrily: "I haven't asked you yet, why are you here? Do you know it's dangerous here? Dozens of journalists have died here since the war in Somalia."

    Bai Juan was like a deflated rubber ball, pouting and saying, "You think I'm willing to come? It wasn't the deputy director of our News Department who sent me here."

    Yang Luo narrowed his eyes: "It's impossible that he doesn't know what's going on here. Why would he send you, a newcomer, here?"

    Bai Juan said angrily: "What else could be the reason? He always harassed me when he had nothing to do. Later he called me to his office and actually touched me and was slapped by me. Then I was sent here.  "

    Yang Luo asked: "How long have you been here?"

    At this time, Pang Yu said: "It has been half a month. We have got all the materials we were supposed to get. Yesterday we contacted China and told us to go back, but they didn't let us go back. They said we are still young and we need to exercise more outside."

    Yang Luo's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He didn't expect that the bullshit deputy director would be so ruthless. He obviously didn't want Bai Juan to go back alive.

    "Ignore him. You will go back to China tomorrow. If he still causes trouble for you, resign immediately. I will deal with it after I return."

    "Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Bai Juan nodded her head fiercely, then clenched her fists and said, "That bastard, I won't let him go."

    Yang Luo smiled: "Don't mention it to anyone about what you've seen me do."

    "Okay!" Bai Juan agreed, but still asked curiously, "Then what are you doing here?"

    Yang Luo slapped Bai Juan on the head angrily, "Don't ask!" After saying that, he brought Bai Juan and Pang Yu to Morgan, "General, they are my friends. I will send them to the airport tomorrow. They will be safe.  Get them on the plane."

    "No problem!" Morgan agreed happily. This was a trivial matter, not to mention Yang Luo's friend.

      Suddenly I heard a shout: "Don't shoot me, or I will be killed!"

    Yang Luo looked over and saw a reporter taking pictures with a camera. An injured young man was very excited. He shouted and covered his face with his hands, refusing to take pictures.

    Bai Juan said softly: "We also encountered this situation at first, but later we learned that if the photos appeared in the media and they were found to have been in contact with the African Union peacekeepers, the anti-government armed forces would probably come and kill them.  "

    "Wow!"

    A child's cry was heard, and the rejected American reporter saw an injured three or four-year-old boy. He raised his camera to take a picture, which caused the little boy to panic and howl in fright. The cry was mixed with panic.  And uneasy, his hands kept beating in the adults' arms.

    "Asshole!" came an angry roar, and a fat doctor quickly walked over and snatched the camera from the reporter's hand, "Shit, how many times have I told you not to take pictures of this child? Your camera  It scared him, he thought it was a gun."

    Yang Luo was stunned when he heard the voice, then looked at his fat body carefully and grinned: "Carlos?" He had to sigh, this world is so small, and he actually met three acquaintances here.

    At this time, one of Morgan's men ran over quickly and said something in Morgan's ear. Morgan's face changed, then he glanced at Yang Luo, hesitated, and finally came to Yang Luo and said softly: "  Yang, something happened, I think I should tell you about it."
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