From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 920 Water Slums

  When Qiaojia was awakened by the movement around him, it was already dawn...

  He opened his eyes and sat up from the recliner, stretched his body vigorously and gave a hutch, then looked at Ayou who was standing beside him, and said with a smile: "Morning!"

  Ayou put down a folding table under his arm, then put a large plate of fried eggs and toast on the table, and said, "Boss, have breakfast. The Gray Wolf is not far ahead..."

   At this time, Qiao Liang also woke up next to him. He rubbed his cheeks, looked at Ayou and said with a smile, "Am I getting up a bit late? Is there any breakfast for me?"

  Ayou smiled at Qiao Liang and said, "The elephant said you'd better not eat breakfast, or it will be wasted..."

  Qiao Liang realized something in an instant. He glanced at the 'crocodile' at the stern. This man was tirelessly trying to catch tiger fish, but the bait was changed from human legs to fresh live fish...

  Seeing that none of the people on board seemed to be affected, Qiao Liang gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, I'll go eat some, I think I can hold on..."

   As Qiao Liang stood up and looked at Ayou who had no comment, he hesitated and said, "What happened?"

   Ayou grinned and said: "'Grey Wolf' they captured a few people, and then found a village that was massacred, where more than 40 people died.

   That's where those people landed early.

   It's been a while since the massacre happened, and it's a little hot right now, so it's a pretty ugly scene there! "

Qiao Liang can be regarded as someone who has seen corpses and brutal methods, but Ayou's understatement still made him involuntarily draw a picture of **** in his mind, and even smelled a faint smell of of stench.

As soon as the images in his brain mixed with the smell, Qiao Liang couldn't help retching, then waved his hands distressedly and said, "Then I'll forget it, I already vomited out the bile yesterday, I hope the rest of today will Don’t lose your stock again…”

  Ayou waved his hands indifferently, and said: "If you want to eat, it's better to eat some. Sabah and Mba boiled a pot of fish. Eating some hot fish is good for your stomach."

  Qiao Liang looked at the two female aborigines holding a small cauldron that smelled of fish in their hands, with an attentive smile on their faces...

  He immediately understood the source of the fishy smell, and immediately took back his forward steps, waving his hands again and again to indicate that he didn't need it.

Qiao Jia, who was slurping his breakfast, looked at his younger brother in a state of embarrassment. He glanced back, and then laughed and said, "It's also a good intention. You go and taste it. It's actually quite hurtful to vomit. "

  Qiao Liang heard this, reached out to pick up two slices of toast from his brother's plate, sandwiched a fried egg, and after biting down, said in a vague tone: "Brother, how did you get through it?"

   Qiaojia froze for a moment, shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know...

  At first I was just nervous, and when I was nervous, I would focus on the battle, and then I got used to it after watching too much. "

   As he said that, Qiaojia patted his stunned brother on the back, and said with a smile: "Dead people are really nothing to be afraid of...

  If you have ever seen an organ farm, you will know that this world is much scarier than you imagined!

   More than war...

   Many people in this world can become more cruel and terrifying than the evil spirits in **** for money! "

  Qiao Liang gulped down his saliva, then looked at the remaining half of the toast in his hand and felt that it was a bit tasteless.

   "Is there anyone else doing this kind of business? Don't all organs need to be matched before they can be used?"

  Dorian brought over a few cups of espresso, and upon hearing Qiao Liang's question, he smiled and said, "Organs need to be matched, but things like corneas are not.

  And now there are some perverts in the world who collect human organs, and they can sell them for tens of thousands of dollars if they are of good quality.

  My boss and I destroyed an organ farm in Austria. If you read their account books, you will know that as long as there is a channel, those demons can really **** the bones.

  Can you believe that there are some old perverts who like to make crafts out of human bones and tendons? "

Qiao Liang couldn't eat anything at the moment, he put down the half-eaten toast and fried egg in his hand, then picked up the espresso that Dorian handed over, took a sip, calmed down a bit, and said : "This is business that should go to hell!"

   Qiaojia saw that his younger brother's face was a little blue, and he said with a smile: "You don't need to take this kind of thing to heart, just be careful when you know it!"

   While Joga was speaking, the rapid response ship suddenly rang a bell...

   A group of anteaters and crew entered their respective positions, and the crane on the rear deck lowered a speedboat into the water.

  'Crocodile' gave up his fishing business a little annoyed. He waved his hand at Qiaojia and said, "Boss, I will take people up first, and you will come over in half an hour."

  Joga made a gesture of asking for you first, then ate the rest of the breakfast in three bites, finished the espresso carefully prepared by Dorian in one gulp, sighed comfortably, and walked to the front deck...

  Because of the wind direction, Choga could smell a rancid smell while standing on the front deck.

   At this time, there were more than a dozen boats parked on the river. These boats were large and small, and they were all stopped on the river...

   What surprised Choga was that there was a "big ship" beyond his imagination.

  That thing can no longer be called a ship, but a slum built on a big ship.

Choja couldn't see the real appearance of the hull at all, but could only see dense shacks and human heads crowded on it, and several small barges were fixed on both sides of the boat, which increased the area of ​​the water slums and saved a lot of money. power.

  At this moment, the people above are anxiously waiting for the navigation.

  Joga looked at the Congolese 'inland river carrier', and said in disbelief: "What the **** is this?

  I think there are at least 1000 people crowded on this ship! "

Dorian next to him heard it, and he said with a smile: "Boss, you underestimate this ship. The patrol team is registering the people on it. 1,500 people have been registered, and there are still hundreds of people who are not on board." superior.

  These people started from Kinshasa and wanted to go to Bangui to work.

   They have been floating on the river for 25 days, and it is estimated that they will reach Bangui in another 15 days. "

  Joga heard this, frowned and said, "It depends on God's blessing to keep this thing from falling apart!

   These people are working so **** hard!

   Let the patrol team dispatch a quick-response ship, pick up some people, and **** them to Bangui. Now the Ubangui River Basin is not peaceful, so don't let them die on the road.

  Damn it, refugees from Central Africa used to run towards Congo, but now they are starting to flow back...

   This is a good thing, and you must give them a hand when you encounter them. "

   While talking, Qiao Jia looked at Qiao Liang, who was also incredulous, and said with a smile, "How many cement boats do you have now?"

  Qiao Liang knew what his brother was talking about, so he took out his mobile phone and opened the notepad to look at it, and said: "Our existing cement ships are divided into three types: 50 tons, 100 tons, and 200 tons.

  At present, there are 25 ships of 50 tons, which are mainly responsible for the transportation on the Ubangui River, running the Central African routes of Bangui, Sangha Town, and Bangassou.

  30 ships with a capacity of 100 tons, 15 of which are used to transport coal, and the other 15 are used to transport tantalum ore and cobalt ore on the route from Kisangani to Kinshasa.

  The route from Sangha Town to Kinshasa is all 200-ton cement ships, and there are only 20 ships at present.

  Their main task is to transport the steel produced in Sangha Town, and then transport the materials arriving at the port back, and sell some of them along the way. "

   Qiaojia listened, nodded, and said: "The cement boats are worthless, let them increase the 200-ton cement boats to 40.

  In the future, let them sell tickets by the way when they are transshipping goods. It is also good to subsidize a little gas money with a hundred or ten people each time. "

   As he said that, Qiaojia looked at the "water slum" and shook his head, "This **** is too messy. Once it sinks out of place, it will be very troublesome to clean it up!"

  Qiao Liang listened, nodded with a wry smile, and said, "That's right, when we approach Kinshasa, you will see that there are many sunken ships in the shallower river.

  P·B has two quick-response ships, which are specially parked there to deal with those wrecks.

   If we don’t fix those, our cargo ship will risk being damaged every time it passes by.

  The quality of cement ships is still limited. In the past three months, 4 ships have broken down, all of which were hit by shipwrecks in shallow water.

  Norinco engineers said that driving a cargo ship of more than 200 tons on the Congo River is a game of life, so they are desperately unwilling to try to build a larger cement ship. "

   After hearing this, Qiaojia shook his head helplessly and said, "What the **** is wrong..."

   Just when Choga lamented that the Congo River was not easy to navigate, there was a commotion in the water slums.

  Joga thought that the people above had clashed with the patrol team, and when he was about to use the radio to inquire, he heard cheers from above...

   Then a group of black buddies with a strong sense of rhythm began to stamp their feet and shout slogans...

   "P·B!"

   "P·B!"

  ...

  ...

  As these people stomped, the ship poured a little bit, and the hull made a terrible 'squeak' sound...

  An old black man in a white shirt jumped out of the cockpit, and beat around with a stick, finally making those guys come back to life.

  Then the old black man squeezed to the side of the boat, knelt down in the direction of Boss Joe, kept waving his hands and shouting...

  Joga didn’t understand. Dorian, who was in charge of liaising with the patrol team, listened to the narration on the radio, and said with a smile, “Boss, that guy is worried that we will help pull people away, and those passengers will ask him to refund their money.”

   Qiao Jia was silent for a while, then glanced sideways at Qiao Liang...

  Qiao Liang said understandingly: "Tell him that we are helping for free.

  The condition is that he sells the broken ship to us for dismantling and recycling, and then we will arrange a new ship for passenger transportation, and he will come to work for us.

   This guy dares to run like this, he must be very familiar with the Congo River, it is worth our effort. "

  Dorian gave a thumbs up and said, "'Jaliang Shipyard' is a star company in Bangui. If you work for you, that guy will be so happy."

  Dorian continued to explain Qiao Liang's words, and after the water slum was silent for a while, dozens of black people excitedly tied a few pieces of foam, jumped into the water with their luggage, and swam towards the shore.

  Seeing that someone took action, more people followed suit...

  The people who moved were all young and strong men. They left the salutes, women and children on the boat, and went down the river to swim by themselves, leaving enough room for others to catch their breath.

  Joga saw that after hundreds of people entered the water, there seemed to be no fewer people on the boat. He said in amazement, "Are these people sleeping standing up?"

   While talking, Qiaojia watched the 'Crocodile' driving the speedboat approach, he waved his hand and said: "Let's go ashore first, and the 'Blue Whale' will go ashore to pick up some people ashore.

  It just so happens that we need someone to clean up the village, let them do it, it will be the boat fee..."

  Qiao Liang heard the old brother's order, he hesitated, and said: "Brother, I'll stay, I'll direct them to land...

  There are still women holding their children up there asking for help. We have brought enough medicine, can we ask the 'Medical Officer Bird' to cooperate with me? "

  (end of this chapter)