"Wait!" Before Yevgeny finished speaking, he suddenly saw a dazzling bright light shining on everyone's faces, and Gao Jun subconsciously shrank his eyes.

The sound of chaotic footsteps and rapid breathing sounded in my ears.

Came the accented French: "Squat down, squat down!"

Gao Jun also felt a rare panic in his heart, but he still had to keep a calm expression on his face. He had never seen anything like this before, and the worst he could do was have a few more bullet holes in his body...

Of course, it is best to value harmony!

"Don't shoot!" Boris shouted, "We are civilians!"

But the group of people still squatted down obediently.

After his eyes gradually adapted to the light, Gao Jun also carefully raised his head and looked at the opposite side. They were all yellow-skinned Asians, both male and female, about twenty or thirty people.

They were wearing all kinds of strange work clothes, but Gao Jun was stunned to see a few familiar Chinese characters on them, "Construction of the Thirteenth Bureau."

There were a lot of people, but only two strong-looking men had weapons in their hands, namely AK47s. The others had common items.

"Who are you?" The leader was a man in his thirties wearing glasses. The white shirt he was wearing was stained by dust and turned into a gray color. He looked them up and down. When he saw Gao Jun

The yellow man's face showed a flash of surprise, and he asked proficiently in English.

"Civilians, we are civilians."

"Are civilians still armed?"

"Aren't you also carrying weapons?" Gao Jun replied, raising his hand very wisely, "We are here to take refuge."

"Are you Asian? Where are you from? Korea? Japan? Singapore?" The man with glasses raised his glasses frame and asked hesitantly.

Gao Jun glanced at him and felt that he was a leader and couldn't tell the truth, so he made nonsense, "Chinese-American."

The other party immediately frowned.

"Leader, there is no sound outside." At this moment, someone next to him whispered and swallowed nervously. Before he could finish speaking, he saw a young woman with a ponytail emerging from a cubicle.

He ran out anxiously and said, "Mr. Ma, something is very wrong with Yu Kangning. He started to twitch."

The man with glasses twitched at the corner of his eye. He looked back at his colleagues standing next to him. He gritted his teeth and said to one of the young men with weapons, "Lu Wu, come with me to find a hospital or clinic. If you can't find the medicine, Kang Ning and the others will be here today."

I can’t get through it.”

The young man named Lu Wu had a tough face and a strong... military demeanor.

In fact, can you tell at a glance that the soldiers are just like on the fishing boats, they all have crew cuts, rigid bodies, and dogmatic answers, you tell me these are fishermen?

Damn it, are you going to sea to look for Gundam?

Temperament cannot be changed no matter what.

"Xiao Cai, tell me if there are any other medicines."

The girl with a single ponytail handed over a piece of paper and said, "Mr. Ma, write everything on it. In addition to chloroquine and quinine, we also need penicillin and syringes, and even gauze."

Mr. Ma nodded heavily, folded the paper, and hid it in his pocket. Then he looked at Gao Jun and his group. He was thinking about what he should do. Let him go. If the other party is caught later, he will be harmed.

people.

"Are you short of medicine?" Gao Jun suddenly spoke, this time speaking directly in Chinese, which made everyone on the other side stunned. Mr. Ma even blurted out, "Do you know Chinese?"

After saying this, I feel that this question is a bit embarrassing...

It is very common that some Chinese families still speak Chinese as the main language.

Gao Jun smiled and said, "I have all the medicine you mentioned."

He brought several large boxes on the plane, which is enough to treat malaria, dengue fever, malaria, plague, yellow fever, hepatitis A, and schistosomiasis (exaggeration!).

Mr. Ma and Xiao Cai were happy.

"It just requires money." Gao Jun said seriously.

"You want money? How much?"

"Malaria medicine is $60 a box, and a syringe is included."

"$60!"

Before Mr. Ma could speak, the onlookers started shouting.

"Isn't this too expensive?"

"Damn, that doesn't look like a good person."

"Fake foreign devils, is this money or life?"

…

The words of others could not sway Gao Jun at all. He finally sorted it out. This team should be the construction team in Dakar in the 13th round. After Nubia came to power, the situation was unstable and he was trapped here.

This factory is a small warehouse of the 13th Bureau.

They are very rich!

"60 US dollars? This kind of medicine only costs a few dozen RMB outside. You sell it so expensively. You are so evil." The little girl also said dissatisfied.

"This life-saving medicine is expensive when it comes to saving lives. If you use it, if we get sick in the future, we will lose one. This is why I risk my life to save you. 60 US dollars is very cheap." Gao Jun said seriously.

said.

Mr. Ma looked at him suspiciously, "You are not an ordinary person!"

"I came to Dakar to do some business, a small business. This is not what happened to me, and I am trapped here."

merchant?

Ordinary people who come to a war zone to do business?

Ma always didn't believe it even if he beat him to death, but he couldn't keep asking if others didn't tell him. Seeing that Gao Jun looked kinder, he waved his hand to signal everyone to get out of the way, "What's your name?"

"Yuri, Nicholas. Yuri."

Mr. Ma hesitated in his heart, what the hell, he doesn’t even have a Chinese name? He stretched out his hand and said, "Ma Guohua."

"Sorry, we thought they were refugees or rebels..."

"It's okay. It's a good thing to be vigilant when you go out."

Mr. Ma nodded and hesitated, "Yuri, we were in a hurry and didn't have any US dollars. Can we get the medicine first, and then give you the money when we meet the large army? Don't worry, we are Thirteen

The agency is a state-owned enterprise and will not owe you money."

Gao Jun knows the Thirteenth Bureau very well. They were the ones who worked on infrastructure construction at home in the past. They have a strong foundation and rich family background!

"Originally it was a small business and I couldn't take credit. But when I was at home, my parents told me that I should trust people of the same skin color outside. They can help me. I am also willing to help you. I can give you credit on credit."

You, and if you have any needs, you can come to me and I can help you. In addition to medicines, such as food, or if you need to contact your family, I can also provide satellite phones. Of course, the price is more expensive. Apart from these,

If you need security, we can also provide it to ensure your safety until your support team arrives."

"We do all these businesses."

Mr. Ma already knows what he does. There is a type of person called "speculators." Have you ever seen people selling cigarettes one by one in war zones?

Just like this kind of people, they will provide you with anything you want, they have great hands and eyes, and they are bold and bold!

"It will take another week for our support team..."

"We can provide food and basic security for this week. It costs 50 US dollars per person per day. As long as you agree, I will contact someone to deliver food." Gao Jun said firmly.

Unexpectedly, I didn't encounter business in the black market, but I wanted to do it here. Moreover, the Thirteenth Bureau has long-term construction sites abroad. Can I contract their overseas business?

There must always be a bit of a local smuggler.

If you are in Senegal, I am the Senegalese contractor. If you are in the Grand Canyon of East Africa, I am the Hero of the Canyon.

As long as you need.

I'm here!

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