Non-human Gene Complex

Mogadishu is full of dilapidated low-rise buildings. Bomb craters can be seen from time to time on the walls and the ground, as well as cremation burn marks from grenade explosions.

Of course, you can occasionally see a nice small western-style building or a four-story hotel.

The towering walls and barbed wire fences are as neat as military fortresses.

The vehicles on the street are very broken, and people often pass by in armed jeep with guns, one by one, with indifferent expressions, no one dares to stop them.

When encountering this kind of armed jeep, other car owners give way as soon as they see it, very consciously.

Fang Moqi said: "In such a place, the people are always living in panic, and they don't know how they live."

Lan Mu didn't make a difference. The two Chinese walking on the road was too conspicuous, especially the red coat that Lan Mu wore with a sorrowful bag, which was even more conspicuous.

Pedestrians looked at them curiously and narrowly, with their eyes as if they were looking at the two darings who were not afraid of death.

Local people live in danger, let alone foreigners. Foreigners who come to Soma, especially those from Europe and the United States, are generally not poor. In their impression, the Chinese who travelled far seemed to be richer, all of whom were big fat sheep.

There are many evil forces in Mogadishu, and they like to stare at these wealthy foreigners. If they really want to take action, the so-called official security companies can't keep tourists at all. Of course, you usually get some money to eliminate disasters, and your life can still be saved.

In front of the hotel is a towering big iron gate, which makes it look like a prison. The concierge next to it has an opening as a window, a bit like the bunker towers of China decades ago.

"Are there still wars here?" Lan Mu asked.

Fang Moqi said: "No, there has been a lot of peace in the past two years. Under the interference of many countries, the civil war has been suppressed and the government has been re-established for them. On the face of it, they are not in a state of civil war..."

Lan Mu said, "But it's actually still fighting?"

"Almost. The division of power in Mogadishu is very complicated. There are government forces and rebels trying to seize power, as well as various private armed forces like Turkish emperors... The government does not have much power, and the law and order is in a mess. Almost every day. Shooting incidents, kidnappings, murders, and various crimes happen from time to time, and there are terrorist attacks almost every month. The bombing of highways and buildings, airports, and ports have been attacked.” Fang Moqi said, and moved in with Lan Mu. The hotel, they don't have any luggage, they just want a place to stay.

Sitting on a clean bed, Fang Moqi continued: "The rebels are mainly youth troops. They are extremely radical parties. They do everything in order to seize power. They plunder, kill, and explode... they will conscript and arrest forcibly. The children join them, train them to be killing machines, and then go back and attack their parents and teachers."

"They are constantly harassing this country that wants to get out of the quagmire of war. Their existence prevents this country from advancing. The constant terrorist attacks are just to declare their existence and for the so-called victory... But they have been The people hate it, and their idea of ​​controlling this country is impossible."

Fang Moqi didn't know how long he had been in Africa. He was very familiar with the situation here.

After understanding the situation, Lan Mu said, “There is a government here, but it’s still chaotic. The city is still in the hands of evil forces. So we are likely to be attacked directly when we go to the streets? Those private armed forces are so boldly attacking foreign countries. person?"

Fang Moqi said: "They need money. As long as they have money, they can raise their subordinates, buy guns and ammunition, and they can guarantee their lives as an emperor."

"Haha." Lan Mu stood up with a smile, walked out the door and said: "I'm breathable."

When he walked out of the room, he immediately transformed into a treasure hunter, remembering the location of the containment object.

Taking out Google Maps, he became a kin and sent dozens of bats to fly over, and quickly saw the situation there.

"So that's the case, this time the containment item should look like this... it just serves as a hand training tutorial."

In a castle-like building, a fierce-eyed guy was practicing shooting at a very distant Frisbee in the yard. A target close to a kilometer away was hit by a single shot without missing a shot.

When he stopped to rest, one of his men came over and was reporting to him. The content was exactly what happened to Lan Mu.

"Boss, there are four foreigners living in the Posaton Hotel. Two of them are from Portugal and two are Chinese."

The boss sits on the sofa and smokes. His skin is whiter than that of his men, not so dark. His eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and he is called an eagle eye.

He looked like he was in his thirties, with a gun always slung around his waist.

"Does the government's security company provide protection?"

The subordinate replied: "The two Portuguese reporters hired five soldiers to protect, but the two Chinese did not. The only armed forces were two pistols."

"Huh, the Chinese are so cute. We have an obligation to teach them the preciousness of life." Hawkeye sneered.

Then the opponent issued an order: "Notify the five soldiers that the two Portuguese must pay 10,000 US dollars if they want to return home safely."

"Understand." Obviously this is not the first time I have done this, and he has a clear expression on his hand.

"As for the two Chinese, teach them a lesson..."

...

"Lao Fang, let's go out and take a walk to show you the feeling of a containment operation. In the future, you will lead the team to containment around the world."

Lan Mu did not directly fly over to solve the target and search for containment objects.

He intends to take Fang Moqi to explore the characteristics of the contents step by step, using only Fang Moqi's level of power to finally complete the containment plan.

Lan Mu's positioning of the Lao Fang in the organization is equivalent to the task force leader, and may also serve as an instructor for the blue and white staff.

"Great! Where is the containment?" Fang Moqi said excitedly.

Lan Mu has been contained many times and has long experience. He said: "We have a special method to get the location of the containment object, but it needs to be judged by the containment personnel as to what it is. In addition, if the characteristics of the object are unknown, contact is Containment taboos, of course special circumstances are handled specially, this is not rigid..."

Lan Mu talked about his experience for Fang Moqi, and explained all the things he should pay attention to when facing the contained objects.

Now the two must first go to the approximate location of the containment object, and then look for the anomaly.

This is the biggest difference between the Blue and White Society’s containment and the CANC containment. Lan Mu can know the location of the containment object, and CANC often starts containment only when the containment object causes an abnormal phenomenon and is detected, and already knows what it is.

The two walked on the streets, some important streets were paved with new roads, and there were well-painted new buildings.

In the past two years, Somalia has been relatively peaceful and has undergone weak development. There is still a difference between government and anarchy.

Perhaps the two Chinese walking on the street were really conspicuous, and many passers-by couldn't help but stare at them, looking like they were watching a good show.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there were two gunshots on the street. The women hurriedly carried the kidding children back to the house with their faces covered. Some of the stalls and shop owners who were doing business looked suspiciously in the direction of the gunshots.

Fang Moqi's muscles were tight, Lan Mu looked away leisurely.

On the window sill of a small two-story building next to him, a black man in a hat was looking at them and laughing strangely. The gun in his hand was still pointed at the sky. Obviously, he was the one who shot the warning against the sky just now.

At this moment, two Portuguese men were sitting in a pickup truck with cameras to take pictures of the street conditions in Mogadishu. They were shocked when they passed by when they saw shots fired.

Five security guards armed with guns hurriedly jumped out of the truck, surrounded the car, and frowned at the black man who fired the gun.

The Soma people speak two languages, one is Arabic, and the other is the local Soma language, which is the local dialect. Although this country was established by the integration of multiple tribes, the dialects are almost the same, basically the same language.

Lan Mu knows Arabic, but Soma doesn't know it. Even though he learns any language quickly now, how could he learn such a niche language?

However, Fang Moqi suddenly translated softly from the side: "He was asking why the gun was fired upstairs, and the person upstairs answered him, this is Hawkeye's order..."

Lan Mu was taken aback and said, "You can even speak Soma?"

Fang Moqi calmly said: "Yes, this kind of native dialect is very simple."

Lan Mu found out that he was really a language genius, especially good at dialect. "How many languages ​​do you know?"

"I can't count it. I learn the local dialect of one place when I go to one place. I have been shopping around the world for so many years, and I still remember how many." Fang Moqi forced invisibly.

"Haha..." Lan Mu smiled.

Fang Moqi added: "The person upstairs asked the security chief to tell the two Portuguese to prepare them with ten thousand dollars. Hawkeye can ensure that they return home safely."

Lan Mu looked at it, and sure enough, the five security guards negotiated with the Portuguese almost without hesitation, obviously not wanting to confront the people upstairs.

"Two gentlemen, only need ten thousand dollars, you are safe in Mogadishu, unless the youth army returns." said the security guard.

The two Portuguese quit, how can there be such a thing? I ask you to protect yourself, but if something happens, you still have to spend a lot of money to eliminate the disaster.

The security guard bared his white teeth and smiled: "The five of us can't guarantee your safety. If Hawkeye has to kidnap you, our five lives under the gun battle are not enough..."

The Portuguese said angrily: "Are you still not a member of the government? Didn't you say that it will protect our safety?"

The security guard said: "It will protect you, but if Hawkeye wants to take you down, our protection is just to die. It’s not good for anyone to die in a rain of bullets~www.readwn.com~ I personally recommend spending 10,000 US dollars. Mr. Wei insists not to pay, and we will do our best according to the treaty, but I am responsible to say that the chance of you two surviving is almost zero in the end."

The Portuguese was frightened and asked, "Who is Hawkeye?"

"There is a saying: Soma belongs to the government, and Mogadishu is Hawkeye." The security guards said.

In the end, the Portuguese compromised. There was no way not to compromise. Although these security guards would protect them, who would be sure that they would not be shot?

The two honestly handed over ten thousand dollars, which is more than nine thousand euros, which almost spent all their reserve funds.

Lan Mu and Fang Moqi shook their heads secretly. What kind of **** security company is a pit.

Eagle Eye is the native emperor of this city. If he hired a security company, he would at best be more qualified for negotiation.

This is the so-called ‘our company can save your lives’.

……(To be continued.)