23:11 pm!

Three Il-76s filled with fuel pierced the sky from Boryspil Airport.

Tang Dao smoked a cigarette and looked out the window. The display lights on the transport plane were particularly beautiful at night. The belly of the IL-76 contained the foundation he laid. There were common armored personnel carriers, T-series tanks, and

Needless to say, the Doe Helicopter and other types of firearms. If they can be sold, they can really gain a foothold.

Something called ambition grew in his eyes!

I want to be the first private gangster!

The straight-line distance from Kiev, Ukraine, to Mogadishu, the capital of Somalia, is more than 4,900 kilometers. If the plane is empty, it can still fly there, but now it is loaded with cargo, and they need to stop for refueling. The steps are controlled by Tang Dao remotely.

Felix from the United States came forward, and his identity as a lawyer is quite impressive.

After flying for nearly thirteen hours, we landed at Mogadishu Airport on time at 13:00 the next day.

somalia!

One of the most chaotic countries in East Africa and even the world. After the fall of the Siad regime, Somalia has been in a state of anarchy dominated by armed warlords. Somaliland in the northwest, Puntland in the center, and Southwestern Somalia are all de facto independent.

But this is the only sea route for cargo ships from all countries to enter and leave the Suez Canal. Due to the continuous civil war, the social and educational systems have collapsed for many years, and the locals have been piracy since the 20th century. The country's pirates extort merchant ships from various countries every year, and the amount is inestimable.

, causing the United Nations to launch an investigation and crackdown on pirate bases in Somalia.

They even have an "indissoluble bond" with Ukraine.

After the millennium, a Ukrainian cargo ship was hijacked with 44 tanks on board!

This incident caused Xiao Maozi to lose face at the United Nations.

Tang Dao grabbed the armrest in the cabin and felt the Il-76 moving slowly. He turned his head to look at his employees, and finally stared at John, "I will pick up the RPG later. If anyone dares to mess around below, I will kill them."

Him!" Perhaps because he felt that his tone was a bit harsh, he paused and then continued, "Of course, we are here to do business, and peace is the most important thing. I am just a businessman."

It's not unheard of for arms dealers to be robbed of their goods.

In 1983, Frenchman Christine Bernard took a batch of Famas automatic rifles produced by the French GIAT Group to South Africa. This guy took three security personnel with him and checked into a hotel that night. The hotel the next day

There was an explosion, and a total of 14 people, including him, died, and the shipment... disappeared.

It only takes a bomb to get the goods without spending any money.

If it were Tang Dao, he would also be willing to do it.

This industry does not pay attention to the spirit of contract, and the most important thing is that the actual controller of Mogadishu is Mohammed Farah Aidid!

This name is very common, but after 1992, this guy started to act aggressively, robbing the United Nations of relief supplies, and declaring war on the world!

He was responsible for the famous Black Hawk Down, which caused the U.S. military to suffer the biggest humiliation since World War II.

Somalia is a powder keg ready to explode.

"If you contact Gould in Namibia, tell me to hire them and ask them to come over as soon as possible." Tang Dao said to Robert again.

"Understood." Robert had a submachine gun hanging around his neck, his expression solemn.

Even the big-mouthed Osborne felt a pressure. He raised the corner of his mouth, touched and patted his pocket, and heard the sound of bullets hitting it.

When the cabin door slowly opened, John and Jindun rushed out. According to the plan, no one was allowed to get close.

The Mogadishu Airport was originally used by the Somali Air Force (SAC) and had a military academy here. However, after the civil war broke out, everyone and equipment here were evacuated and the government collapsed. How could there be time?

To take care of this shitty place, these ground handlers and airport staff are just part-time workers.

"Mr. Nicholas?"

After a very timid call in English with his feet raised, Tang Dao raised his head and saw a middle-aged black man wearing glasses and holding a briefcase in his hand, standing very cautiously in the distance.

Tang Dao glanced at it, and the first feeling the other party gave him was that it was clean.

In Africa, it is not easy to dress cleanly. Generally, only people with higher education can take care of themselves. I heard that Aidid even wore a military uniform as a police officer because he didn't know what to wear and was afraid of being laughed at.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Cyril Duure. I am the translator hired by Mr. Felix. He asked me to wait for you at the airport."

translate?

After Tang Dao looked him up and down, he nodded slowly, hooked his fingers, and motioned for him to come in. Cyril didn't even know that his eyes were always glancing at the weapons held by Robert and others, and he subconsciously held the handbag in his arms.

, walked over and half-bent over consciously, "Mr. Nicholas."

"You look like you are highly educated. What did you do before?"

"I used to be a tutor for others." Cyril said, with a hint of pride, "I graduated from the School of International Relations at the African International University in Sudan."

Sudan African International University is one of the most prosperous universities in Africa. The chancellor of a general school is the President of Sudan, and the president is a senior official of Sudan. Therefore, the career of general graduates is very bright, and the leaders of many African countries are

I graduated from this school.

But... I have never heard of Tang Dao.

If you want to tell him about Stanford or Cambridge, he can still say a few words, Sudan African International University? Where is it ranked in the world? In Tang Dao's eyes, this is a scumbag!

"So are you familiar with Mogadishu?"

"I have lived here for 20 years." Cyril paused and said.

It turns out that this person is still a senior leader.

Tang Dao suddenly became more enthusiastic and handed him cigarettes, which made Cyril at a loss. "Don't worry, as long as you work hard, your share of money will not be lost to you. Now tell me, Somalia"

How is the situation?"

Cyril nodded hurriedly, explained the surrounding situation clearly and brought his own opinions.

How messy is this place?

There is one Pakistani division, two regiments of US Rangers, and the African Union soy sauce brothers. The total number of garrison troops is about 30,000! The forces here are truly crisscrossed, but these people don’t dare to jump here.

, because the black uncle of Somalia started a civil war, who cares where you are from? The good ones are the ones lying on the ground.

An AK, two slippers, a vest, and random shooting skills!

The elite garrison was so stunned that they dared not say a word in the area.

"Somalia, the corner God forgot!" Cyril shook his head in disappointment.

"Then why don't you leave here? With your conditions, you can definitely go to a safer country." Tang Dao asked.

"I used to be a student here, and my teachers trained me, but now they have all died in the civil war. I can't give up here. Somalia without education has no future. I want to be here to let every child learn

I can afford to go to school." When he said this, Cyril's eyes lit up, he clenched his fists and looked at Tang Dao, "I can die poor here, but my motherland cannot have a future."

Tang Dao saw...faith in the other person's eyes.

It actually made him feel a little bit ashamed? Of course, it was gone in the next second.

Belief?

Can it be used as a meal?

I want money! Power!

I don’t want to be pointed at and scolded as a beggar again in this life.

Fuck your faith, and...fuck your future.
Chapter completed!