The giant ship with a load of 40,000 tons sailed into the Gulf of Guinea and finally docked at a dock on the coast of the Democratic Republic of Congo, arriving safely at its destination.
The Democratic Republic of the Congo, referred to as the Democratic Republic of the Congo, is used to distinguish the neighboring Republic of the Congo. The Republic of the Congo is a small country, while the Democratic Republic of the Congo is the third largest country in Africa, with a population of nearly 100 million. Unfortunately, from the early 1990s to the present, 20
For many years, there has been political turmoil, endless mutinies, serious ethnic conflicts, and the people are in dire straits.
The more turbulent it is, the more chaotic it is.
The more the arctic fox lives, the better.
The arms imported by Arctic Fox into Africa are transferred from the Democratic Congo, eastward to Uganda, Rwanda, Burundi, and south to South Sudan and Angola. Most of these countries with records of crimes against humanity are banned by the United Nations from importing arms. Governments of major arms manufacturing countries,
They couldn't blatantly sell arms, but they weren't willing to lose this huge market, so they gave the arms dealers an advantage.
For example, Victor Bhutto was the prototype of the movie "Lord of War".
In the past three to five years, Arctic Fox has almost monopolized this market. How can ordinary arms dealers beat Yang Chen, a gang of ruthless brothers like wolves and tigers? The few who have the ability to compete with Arctic Fox will encounter all kinds of enemies out of ten.
He died in a bizarre way and left this world sadly. Those who are alive are scared and shy away, and they will never compete with the Arctic fox for business.
His country...Nalan Tongtong once described Yang Chen's Arctic fox in this way, but Xiao Nizi only saw the most superficial things and was far from understanding the invisible influence of the Arctic fox on this continent.
The giant ship docked and lowered the gangway. Dozens of people gathered around Yang Chen to disembark. Many people were waiting on the pier, half of the Arctic Fox people and the rest were local tribal leaders and dignitaries.
Arctic fox.
The most powerful force in Africa's dark side.
Naturally, no one on this continent dared to neglect the leader of Arctic Fox. Those tribal leaders and dignitaries took the initiative to shake hands with Yang Chen, humbly and respectfully.
Yang Chen said a few local greetings to one person and patted another one with a smile. After handling a group of locals impeccably, he got into a black-painted military Hummer off-road vehicle. Ding Hao followed Yang Chen into the vehicle, and dozens of black vehicles
A majestic convoy of military Humvees quickly left the dock.
Armed men openly mounted machine guns on the roof of the car leading the way, swaggering through the city. No one, whether it was the police or the patrolling government soldiers, dared to pay attention or even take a second look.
"Yang Zi, you just looked like a leader of a big country." Ding Hao looked at Yang Chen with a smile, more admiration than ridicule.
"It's just pretentious... I'm annoyed by this..." Yang Chen laughed at himself. His rough life has made him successful, and also taught him the skill of a chameleon, changing and disguising himself on different occasions.
He laughs at himself but never gives up.
Even if he is disgusted with something that is beneficial to him and can promote his progress, he will persevere and persevere. His achievements today are not unrelated to this perseverance.
Ding Hao nodded in agreement. It was indeed a headache to deal with all kinds of smart people. He caught the cigarette from Yang Chen, glanced at the scenery outside the window, and asked, "Where are we going?"
Yang Chen smiled meaningfully and said slowly: "Go to the airport and take a helicopter. There are some old friends waiting for me in Kinshasa."
Kinshasa, the capital of the Democratic Republic of the Congo.
The place Ding Hao visited was the largest and most populous city in Central Africa. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of old friend Yang Chen was going to meet.
The armed convoy drove into the airport at lightning speed. The airport was extremely crude, with many soldiers on patrol, and fortifications built with sandbags everywhere. Fortunately, the Democratic Republic of Congo's regime has been relatively stable in recent years. At least the big cities are completely in the hands of the government forces. The airport is in ruins, but
No chaos, order.
Yang Chen and Ding Hao entered the helipad directly and boarded the helicopter.
The helicopter slowly took off and flew towards the distant sky. In the cabin, Yang Chen looked down at the earth, a deep smile appeared on his handsome face, and he murmured in his heart: "I'm back again."
Kinshasa, like the birthplace of every civilization, borders ancient rivers.
The Zaire River, the second longest river in Africa, passes around the city. Looking down from the helicopter, it is winding and beautiful. Central and East Africa, which has not been ravaged by industrialization, has magnificent natural scenery. However, above the city of Kinshasa,
Two rising columns of thick smoke destroyed this beauty.
"There's a fire?" Ding Hao pressed his face against the porthole and looked out.
"In this place, the chance of a bomb exploding is much greater than the chance of a fire." Yang Chen said casually, but he was really right. The place where the smoke was coming out was a road, with several cars burning, and people lying around.
, everywhere, the glass of roadside shops is broken, first responders, police, soldiers, and family members of the dead and injured are running around like flies. Looking down from a height of several hundred meters, you can still feel the chaos below.
"It's really a bomb." Ding Hao sighed, stared down, and murmured: "Government troops, Japanese troops, and tribal armed forces are killing each other. So many people have died, and the country is in chaos. What are you trying to do?"
"Selfish motives..." Yang Chen hit the nail on the head and pointed to the root cause.
Ding Hao nodded slowly.
The two of them just sighed a few words. The special experience had already made them accustomed to it. Even if there was a river of blood and war below, it was hard to be surprised. However, what happened next was something that Ding Hao had not expected.
The helicopter flew over the city center with sparse high-rise buildings and landed in a clean and tidy area with several impressive buildings, as if they were in another city.
Yang Chen smiled and said: "We are here."
The helicopter slowly landed at a large "manor" between several magnificent buildings. Ding Hao, who had been to Kinshasa, certainly knew this manor that looked like a French palace.
Originally, it was the French Governor-General's Palace, and now it is the Presidential Palace of the Democratic Republic of the Congo. The plane landed directly on the tarmac in the back garden of the Presidential Palace.
In the back garden, a dozen majestic black men in black suits, each armed with an Uzi submachine gun, patrolled back and forth. They were obviously the guards of the presidential palace.
When Yang Chen jumped out of the cabin, someone was already coming to greet him.
"Dear Mr. Yang, welcome, the president is waiting for you in the study." A gentle black man faced Yang Chen and bowed slightly to show respect.
The Democratic Republic of the Congo has been ruled by France for nearly two hundred years and has been deeply influenced by French culture. They are not barbaric or ignorant. Especially the elites of the upper class are very gentlemanly and well-educated.
Yang Chen smiled and nodded, and then the black man who picked him up took Yang Chen and Ding Hao into the main building of the Presidential Palace. Even though Ding Hao had great concentration, he was still frightened.
"My old friend, I am very happy to see you again."
In the spacious and luxurious study room, the tall black President Kabila walked around the magnificent solid wood desk and shook hands with Yang Chen warmly, as if he had been an old friend for many years.
"This is my closest comrade-in-arms and brother." Yang Chen turned around to introduce Ding Hao, and the president smiled and shook hands with Ding Hao. Ding Hao was honored by Yang Chen and had close contact with a head of state for the first time in his life. If he was not excited, then
impossible.
"I am also his brother..." Kapila, who has been re-elected many times, said bluntly.
