Skynet Architect

The broken six-wheeled armored vehicle also had clear markings on it, which were vehicles of the United Nations rescue organization dedicated to rescue activities in various disaster areas.

Looking at this vehicle, the vehicle that had been fighting has only one shell left, which has become the trash can here.

"That was used by the United Nations to deliver supplies and rescue to you? Why did anyone attack them?" Si Fan asked in wonder.

These people came here to bring them peace.

Speaking into the walkie-talkie, the opposite guide Joshua had a few seconds of hesitation, and finally calmly said, "People who might kill them see their supplies not to themselves, so use rpg to kill these people? "

He didn't have much confidence, but what Si Fan could hear was indifference, absolute indifference. He said that it was as if he ate buns or ravioli at night.

But that represented the people who came to the UN relief organization to help them.

No wonder Mogadishu now has no United Nations rescue. No one will come to deal with them anymore. The Cavaliers of Malta may be the ones who believe them in the end, and then ... the regiment is destroyed.

After driving from the street, the original road has been turned into rotten land after more than ten years, and there are so many bumps on it. Si Fan feels that if he drives on such a road for several hours, he will It's going to be motion sick.

Finally, after half an hour, he came to a seemingly ordinary slum, or the whole of Mogadishu was a slum, but there were no residents near here, all of them were ruined walls. In the city The exquisite carvings on the abandoned houses tell Si Fan that there used to be a very good life here. The Mogadishus were originally very happy. They had their own houses, their own laws, and even their own beautiful lives and industry.

However, a civil war has made them what they are now, or they don't know how many people are behind them.

The first must be the arms dealer.

"Boss, we have already reached the place where the shadow fell, but there is no longer that plane." Joshua said in the intercom.

"Let's get off the car then," said Si Fan.

As soon as the voice was over, all the Terminators had come down from the car in front. They carried their tactical backpacks and began to clear the field. Only after the nearby commanding heights had been occupied did they send a safety signal to Si Fan.

That ’s right, in Mogadishu, the most dangerous place in Somalia must be kept alert at all times, or death may be found at any time. Besides, the entire Mogadishu knew that a group of Chinese people came by private jet.

After getting the safety signal, Si Fan opened the door and stepped out of the car.

When your feet land, the first feeling is hard.

That's right.

The ground is very hard and dry. If you step on the ground with your feet lightly, you can see the flying dust. The hot sun is shining on the body. It feels uncomfortable, just like the lamb on the grill. After a while, I was sweating a lot, even Sifan had a feeling.

It looks like he's going to be baked out of oil.

This is almost cumin and pepper noodles.

"Joshua, tell me the story of the time. I want to know the true story of the black hawk when it fell, and some things about Mogadishu, such as the guy named Aidid." Si Fan He said to his guide that he is now close to Si Fan under the gaze of Niubi, but there is a Terminator T800 beside him. If Joshua is not good, Sifan absolutely believes that Comrade Niubi will be within 1 second He raised him before raising his hands.

Joshua had just passed through the battle between heaven and man, but finally succumbed to Si Fan's powerful fighting power and Franklin exuding the scent of banknotes.

They only accept US dollars.

Now this guy is very honest. Si Fan asked about these things, he started talking on the spot, and told Si Fan the accident that year.

But the first thing he explained was his side.

"This is my home. I used to have 3 older brothers and parents. But they were all killed in that war." This was the first sentence he said, and then he took Sifan to the side.

Before the Black Hawk fell, Mogadishu was not a good place. A civil war turned Mogadishu into a purgatory on earth, and the flames burned the entire city. It was the flame of an angry bullet that penetrated the human body. And take them to hell.

On the side of the road, a huge tin can house attracted Si Fan's attention. I don't know who was graffiti on it. Maybe someone **** there and was hovering by huge flies. .

However, Si Fan looked cold in his heart. This city is indeed a city of terror ~ www.readwn.com ~ I don't know how many people died in it. Sifan couldn't judge.

But it is certain that those who die here are absolutely painful.

"Here are the executions of women and children. They will all be rushed here and shot with heavy machine guns. If anyone can escape, he can survive." Joshua said .

After listening to his words, Si Fan felt cold for no reason. Suddenly there seemed to be a breeze blowing, and he seemed to hear the howling sound of countless innocent souls.

This is a square box, just like a big can, about two or three meters high. What was the purpose before? Sifan didn't know, but it was full of bullet marks of heavy machine gun bullets, and there was one in the bottom left corner. The scars left by the mortar shells aside the garbage dump, Si Fan even saw the shell of an shell.

But he knew that this was definitely not the original shell that broke the tin box.

The ground is very clean and does not have a **** smell. It takes more than ten years to smooth the scars of the year, but the bullet marks are still reminding Si Fan that this is a different world. Here is the law of the jungle.

"So what else?" Si Fan said.

He wanted to hear this guy tell a little story to himself.

It was Joshua who was very interested and actually lobbyed Sifan.

In his mouth, Si Fan knows that if he wants to have his own house and own site here, then there is no need to buy it or find a real estate developer. He just needs to buy the first batch of weapons and then hire a batch. Just a guy, about a dozen people, who pay $ 50 a month, they will kill you, and then you can buy the fence as much as possible, and how much land you can surround is yours, provided you can keep it.