I work as a mercenary in northern Myanmar.

Chapter 571 Bundling
Two days later, at the Panorama Hotel in Nairobi, Kenya.

Chen Chen and his group of four have arrived in Kenya smoothly as planned. Thanks to Xia Xing's special care, they have no problems with their identity.

Get off the plane, go through customs, leave the airport, find the receptionist, return to the hotel as a tourist, contact the rear using a satellite phone, rest, stroll around, and wait.

The whole process went incredibly smoothly. At one point, Chen Chen really thought he was just a tourist who came to watch the great animal migration.

Of course, at this point in August, Kenya's animal migration is indeed at its peak, and there are many Asian faces flying over like them.

Even the hotel where they stayed was filled with several groups of tourists from the north who came in tour groups.

These people greeted Chen Chen and his four companions very enthusiastically. They probably thought that these dark-skinned "fellow countrymen from the north" were backpackers traveling independently, and they would never have imagined that what these four people were going to do would one day appear on the news they watched every day.

Sitting on the balcony of the hotel room, Chen Chen drank a sugar-free juice drink and said with a little emotion:
“It’s becoming easier and easier for us to travel long distances now.”

"More than a dozen hours ago, we were still in Syria, surrounded by gunfire and explosions. We might have died there."

"More than a dozen hours later, we were actually sitting in the lobby of a five-star hotel, drinking drinks and watching the sunset. The biggest danger might be a drug-infected insect that sneaked into the room in the middle of the night."

“Now that you put it that way, it’s quite touching.”

"Perhaps in the eyes of most people, this is the life of a real mercenary?"

As soon as Chen Chen finished speaking, Pingchuan on the side was the first to laugh.

Everyone looked at him, and he shook his head and said:
"It's not that easy to be a mercenary."

"Look at me. I've been doing this for decades, but in the end I'm just an old man."

"It's still somewhat useful now, but in a few years, my physical strength won't be able to keep up, and I'll have to go back to live in retirement."

"You can transform into a killer."

Lin He suddenly said this, and before Pingchuan could reply, Chen Chen rolled his eyes and said:

"Your speech is too elementary. I will deduct your bonus."

"Mercenaries, assassins, spies, they are all from watching too many American blockbusters."

"As far as I can remember, the profession of killer has almost disappeared."

"Think about it yourself, how long has it been since you saw the news that a certain politician was about to be assassinated by a killer?"

"Either they were hit by a car, died of illness in the hospital, or were killed by a missile explosion. The one who was most likely assassinated was also poisoned."

"But if you really want to find out, he might have been poisoned by a layer of metal thallium mixed in lubricant that was pre-coated on the BYT bought by the gardener who was having an affair with his wife."

"Tell me, can someone who does this kind of thing be called a killer?"

"They are serious technicians and intelligence personnel, but when necessary, they just do some dirty work."

After Chen Chen finished speaking, Lin He nodded thoughtfully, but then asked:
"So the killer is actually a large range."

"In that case, does DEVGRU count as a killer?"

".Yes. They should be the strongest killers in the world."

Chen Chen sighed, then waved his hand and said:

"Let's not talk about this anymore. How is the situation in Mogadishu going?"

"The goods have landed in Somalia and it is expected to take another two days to reach Mogadishu. From Mogadishu to the border, it will take another day."

"That means we have three days to prepare."

Li Bang answered in a slightly lowered voice while casually observing the movements of other tourists around him.

He wasn't worried about being eavesdropped on; after all, their suite was on the top floor completely separate from the other rooms.

The reason for lowering the volume is essentially a habit.

"It takes three days. From Nairobi to near Elwak, the distance is 3 kilometers."

“The good news is, there is a direct road.”

“The bad news is that the roads are just dirt roads and the security situation in northeastern Kenya is not good.”

"Tribal conflicts are quite frequent there, especially near Marsabit, where small-scale armed conflicts occur all the time."

"And we won't have any weapons until we get to Elewak - we'll have to find a security team to take us there."

"I think so too."

Li Bang nodded immediately and then said:
"If we rent a car ourselves, not only will we not be familiar with the roads, but we may also encounter various inspections during the process, which brings too much uncertainty."

"Only by finding a professional team can we ensure the highest timeliness."

"Let Xia Xing handle it? Or should we find it ourselves?"

After a brief thought, Chen Chen replied:
"Do it yourself."

"Now that our identity has been fully prepared, any unnecessary external intervention will easily reveal flaws."

"All subsequent actions are best completed by ourselves independently."

"Lin He, go ask the tour guides of the northern tour groups where they can find a reliable security team. Just tell them that we are going to the northeast to see the primitive tribes and the trip will take three days."

"You can be more lenient on the price, but don't make it too noticeable, understand?"

"Yes, I know."

Lin He nodded immediately, and Chen Chen continued:

“Once we arrive at Elwak, we will inevitably have to reveal our identities to the security personnel, which is a big problem.”

"Whether it's just disappearing or taking security personnel hostage, it's not the best option for us."

"Well, what do you think?"

After Chen Chen finished speaking, Pingchuan beside him immediately raised his hand and replied:
“Pushing it to the people in Somalia is the only way.”

"There are frequent armed conflicts on the border between Kenya and Somalia, and the Somali Youth Party has carried out many kidnapping incidents."

"This time it's just a good opportunity to put the blame on them - they were the ones who transported the goods anyway, so it makes sense logically."

".To be honest, if there was any other choice, I really didn't want to have anything to do with al-Shabaab."

Chen Chen frowned tightly, and then said:

"What the Somali Youth Party did was really terrible."

"It can even be said that compared to ISIS, they are a terrorist organization with purer bloodline."

"It goes against my principles to hang out with them."

"I don't know how the Russians found them. If this operation is exposed, it will become a stain that we can never wash away."

".really."

Pingchuan nodded slowly and replied:

"It's not a good choice to get involved with them, but the problem is that this should be our best choice." "Except for them, few organizations are capable and dare to help us transport such things to Kenya, and no one will not ask the identity of the employer."

“No big deal”

At this point, Pingchuan made a gesture of wiping his neck, and then said:

“According to the backup plan, there will be no deal and we will just snatch it from them – they don’t know who the real employer is anyway.”

".Why does this technique sound so familiar to me?"

A slightly bitter smile flashed across Chen Chen's face. At this moment, he had a deep understanding of the helplessness of "the arrow has been put on the string and has to be shot".

In other words, this is a kind of helplessness caused by the contradiction between "correctness" and "greater correctness".

It is certainly the right thing to do to firmly oppose JDism, confront all terrorists and fight to the death.

But isn’t it right to transport missiles to Sudan, launch an attack on the USS Eisenhower, put pressure on the US fleet, introduce more complex forces to muddy the waters, force the United States and NATO to withdraw from Syria, and thus try to lay the foundation for regional peace and even further change the chaotic situation in the Middle East?

The contradiction is that in order to achieve the second goal, the principle of the first goal must be violated.

Such a trade-off is actually not easy to make.

Because once the bottom line is broken, one will fall into endless depravity just like Yiping who went to the dance hall to dance.

By then, it will be hard to say whether the Dongfeng Corps will still be the Dongfeng Corps.

Moreover, from another perspective, the success of the Dongfeng Corps was built on an absolute and unbreakable bottom line.

Once this cooperation with the Youth Party becomes an fait accompli, it will be difficult to explain even to Xiaoyu.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen even wanted to stop the action, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally sighed and said:

"Forget it, we're not the only ones doing this."

"After the missiles reach Sudan, the Russians will still use AQTN. No matter what, we are all in the same boat."

"If we don't do it, they won't have any leverage over us, and this cooperation will be impossible to achieve."

"At this point, whether it's a fly or a grasshopper in your mouth, you have to grit your teeth and swallow it."

"Let's do as you say. After we reach the border, we will hand the people over to the Youth Party first. After the mission is completed, we will ask them to release them."

"If they are unwilling to release them or ask for additional ransom at that time."

"Then don't blame us for crossing the river and destroying the bridge."

"clear."

Pingchuan nodded slowly.

He understood Chen Chen's inner struggle at this moment, and he could indeed understand this struggle.

Looking at Chen Chen's expression, he didn't say much, but patted the other person on the shoulder.

At this moment, the relationship between them was no longer that of leader and team member, but had returned to that of elder and junior, just like when they first met.

“There are many choices in this world that have to be made.”

"You, kid, have always had it too easy."

"You have fought your way out of Pubei and have never encountered a problem that you cannot solve with your ability."

"It can even be said that you have never encountered any real difficulties."

"This situation is dangerous - more dangerous than you think."

"This time, just treat it as a test."

"To put it another way, the Americans themselves don't know how many weapons they have sold to those JD organizations."

"To beat them, at some point, you have to become like them, understand?"

"clear."

Chen Chen answered solemnly.

The expression on his face was still heavy, but an idea had already vaguely emerged in his mind:
The Russians may not be a good ally.

If this attack is really successful, if the situation in Syria can really be stabilized
Then after the United States, the dispute between the North and Russia over interests in Syria will probably continue in other forms.
Meanwhile, in Mogadishu.

At an Arabic tea stall outside Nadir's residence, a "distinctive" black man was sitting in the corner, drinking black tea with plenty of sugar, while intentionally or unintentionally observing the gate of a house in the distance.

This is his mission.

Keep an eye on the strongholds of the Youth Party’s core leaders and report any abnormal situations that occur there to your superiors.

This was not a difficult job. Most of the time, he just needed to sit and drink tea and chat like he was doing now, and then write a report after returning to his residence.

The work was easy and he did it well.

It only took him three months to go from being afraid, nervous and uncomfortable when he first arrived in Mogadishu to being so proficient now that he can even say he has completely integrated into local life with ease and naturalness.

Logically speaking, he has fully adapted to all the work content and should no longer have any "emotional" reactions.

But in fact, he was obviously a little nervous today.

And the reason is very simple—something big is about to happen.

Just a few days ago, one of his important targets, Nader, a key figure in the Somalia Youth Party and a recognized candidate for the next leader, appeared in Mogadishu, in the stronghold he had been stalking for three months.

He didn't know why Nadir came here, nor did he know whether he was planning any important action, but he knew that as long as he appeared, it would bring countless deaths and turmoil.

Therefore, as soon as he discovered Nadir's whereabouts, he immediately reported it to his superiors.

This report did not receive a timely response, and he even thought that the intelligence was too unimportant and his superiors did not take it seriously at all.

But just last night, he finally received instructions from his superiors.

The instructions were very simple, but the content was like a thunderclap.

"Continue monitoring and cooperate with DEVGRU in the decapitation operation."

He fully understood the meaning of this instruction.

After many years, the special forces from that country are finally going to set foot in Mogadishu again, the land that once made them pay a heavy price.

What will be the result this time?

Will the enforcers of justice achieve an overwhelming victory, or will the defenders of evil once again drag their enemies into the quagmire?
He thought about it all night but couldn't come up with a possible answer.

Fortunately, the answer will be revealed soon.

Because at this time, Nadir's figure had appeared at the door of the house.

He stood up and left the tea stall, then gently gathered up his collar and said:
"The target has appeared."

"It's time to move."

(End of this chapter)