Zhang Yang was surprised, but Zhang Yang didn't know that the four black men sent by Endburton were even more surprised than him. You know, they didn't know that Zhang Yang was rich, and they didn't know that these weapons were bought with money.
In their eyes, Zhang Yang suddenly became mysterious and powerful. At this time, the four people looked at Zhang Yang and Liu Biao in awe.
In fact, these four people also shoulder an important task, which is to monitor Zhang Yang and see what he is doing.
Undoubtedly, the current publicity has planted a powerful image in the eyes of these farmers.
Of course, Liu Biao also planted an image of boldness and wealth in their hearts. However, Liu Biao has always been sick. Even when Zhang Yang dragged him to see the weapons, he was not interested and lay lazily on the off-road vehicle.
He sleeps in the back row, he needs a rest so much.
It wasn't until after dinner in the afternoon that Liu Biao felt a little better.
"Did you stay up late?" Zhang Yang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Liu Biao who was sitting up behind him and asked.
"Well, I didn't sleep all night." Liu Biao wiped his eyes and stuck his head out of the car window to look, as if he wanted to know where he was. He saw that there were bumpy roads with no signs, just like the Eighth Route Army.
In the rural areas of China in the 1900s, he couldn't see a reason and gave up.
"Play backgammon?"
"Well, ***, I only won one game in one night." When he mentioned backgammon, Liu Biao suddenly became furious, his eyebrows stood up, and he cursed.
"Won a round! You won a round?" Zhang Yang asked doubtfully.
"What! I can't win?" Looking at Zhang Yang's still doubtful eyes, Zhang Yang's stiff neck suddenly softened and he said weakly: "I unplugged the power, and then, when I went online, I said I won...
"
"Ahem..."
Zhang Yang controlled his smile strongly, and it was almost conceivable that Liu Biao was naturally not an opponent of a smart program. He probably got red-eyed after losing all night, so he simply let the little monk win the game.
I wonder if you had an argument with the young monk at that time?
Zhang Yang suppressed a smile and imagined the scene where Liu Biao got angry, unplugged the power, and then went online to say he had won. It is estimated that the little monk was trying to hide that he was a smart program, and Liu Biao was helpless.
I don’t know, what benefits did Liu Biao get from this “win” game?
It was probably the young monk who made Liu Biao anxious. Liu Biao must have wanted something from the young monk.
"Zhang Yang, for this training of killers, assign me the number thirty people. I, Uncle Biao, will train them myself, ***." Liu Biao grinned, as if he remembered something very happy.
"Why thirty people?" Zhang Yang was curious. Liu Biao was a person who had no idea about numbers. If he said thirty people, then this data must have some practical significance.
"Me, you, Aze, the three of us, each of us has ten bodyguards, so naturally we need thirty... Oops, I almost forgot, there is also the old man, well, there are only forty people..."
"..."
Zhang Yang was speechless, but Zhang Yang immediately guessed Liu Biao's intention. He estimated that the game this guy "won" last night was how to train killers or bodyguards. Presumably, what the little monk provided was a method suitable for ordinary people to train.
"Eighteen-year-old, taller than 1.8 meters, strong, and a child from a poor family... It is best to control his family, give him some settlement money, and win people's hearts... What else is there..." Liu
Biao closed his eyes, twirled his fingers, and muttered something to himself.
"What's the matter?"
"These are some requirements for training bodyguards. Although the eighteen-year-olds are older and fully developed and are not suitable for training, they are too young and we do not have time to wait for them to grow up. Besides, they are tall, strong, and powerful.
So, I chose someone who is around eighteen years old... Hehe, only those with family members will be loyal." Liu Biao smiled triumphantly, probably this was the idea given to him by the young monk.
"Well, that's right. It's up to you to do the bodyguard work." Zhang Yang agreed with Liu Biao's idea. He had suffered enough after being hunted for nearly half a year. If there were a group of tough bodyguards following him, at least he would feel safe.
Much stronger.
…
This road was indeed extremely quiet. Although we often encountered small armed groups on the road, when they saw the mercenary leader, they all greeted him kindly, and some even threw a few packs of cigarettes to the leader. It seemed that
, this guy has pretty good connections in Somalia.
According to the current situation of Somalia introduced by the old man, even though the capital Mogadishu looks calm, in fact, throughout Somalia, there are countless pirate organizations with armed forces that surpass the armed forces of the government, and the territories they separate are larger than those managed by the government.
Much larger.
Of course, when it comes to political power, some political forces in the capital still occupy the leadership position. Moreover, most pirates have strong political backgrounds. Rich people will consider their escape routes, support forces, and establish some political power for themselves.
Be the backend.
It can be seen from the pirate who was bitten to death by Silver Charm that he probably wanted to influence the political power of Somalia. Otherwise, he would not have brought so much cash with him.
However, Zhang Yang speculated that the pirate was probably collaborating with a certain political force to carry out a mutiny, hoping to control Mogadishu and obtain greater political benefits. Because of his death, naturally, the mutiny that had not yet been launched was aborted...
Thinking of the pirate who died, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh again. A person's ambition will never be satisfied. Presumably, when he started to become a pirate, he just wanted to make a good life. After solving these problems, he made a fortune.
Once you have a certain amount of power, your ambitions will expand rapidly, to the point where you want to play an important role in the political arena.
The development of mankind is also ambition, and the destruction of mankind is also ambition!
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but think of the little monk with the smart program. If human mechanical civilization develops to a certain extent, will the smart program bring disaster to mankind?
This is an unobtainable answer. When humans truly get this answer, perhaps humans will no longer be able to control the development and direction of history.
I don’t know how powerful the alien civilization is? However, Zhang Yang believes that it must be dozens or hundreds of times more advanced than the earth’s civilization, which can be seen from the space jumping technology they have mastered.
Although it is only a distance of nearly two hundred kilometers, in this country whose economy is already in collapse, the highway is almost paralyzed. On the road, several trucks hauling arms have been stuck in mud and water many times. If it were not for the large number of people,
Coupled with the powerful armored vehicles, it is really a big trouble.
It wasn't until around two o'clock in the morning that the convoy slowly drove into a village. The road in the village was narrow, and the convoy drove in cautiously. Fortunately, the four black men were familiar with the road conditions, so there was no danger.
finally.
After driving crookedly on a simple country road for about half an hour, under the moonlight, we entered a relatively densely populated village. On the roadside, there were houses in twos and threes, which were dilapidated and crumbling. It was almost a no-brainer to know that this was a village.
Poor and backward villages.
Judging from the geographical location, this village should be less than 20 kilometers away from the coastline.
With a "Gah!" brake sound, the armored vehicle that was leading the way stopped. Everyone got out of the car and took a look. It turned out that as we went deeper and deeper, the road conditions were getting worse. Even the powerful armored vehicle could not stop it.
Walking, the road is not only muddy, but also narrow.
"What should I do?" Zhang Yang looked at several carts of arms in depression.
"Don't worry, hey, come here..." The old man smiled nonchalantly and shouted in Arabic to the four black men who were timid and excited, and kept touching their suits.
Four black men in suits and ties immediately ran over with their buttocks bumping. These black men had just been dreaming of returning home in fine clothes.
"Go, notify your boss and ask him to call all the young and middle-aged people within a few kilometers. Oh... no, just call everyone who can move things. Here, give these banknotes to them.
As long as you come, one per family, don’t make a mistake, remember!” The old man took out four stacks of U.S. dollars and threw them at the four of them with great dignity.
"Okay, right away, right away..."
Several black people ran away quickly. After running a few steps, they suddenly stopped. While everyone was wondering, they saw four people taking off their leather shoes at the same time, rolling up their trouser legs, and then leaving their bare feet
, disappeared into the night... "...them..." Liu Biao stared at the four black men disappearing in front of the headlights with wide eyes, his mouth wide open and he didn't know what to say.
"Brother Biao, can you stop looking like an idiot? You have to understand that they are very poor, very poor. Those leather shoes are the most expensive ones they have ever worn in their lives. There is mud here, so naturally they are reluctant to step on it.
, I'm sure that when they came, they would have changed out of their suits..." The old man slapped Liu Biao on the head, with an expression of hatred for steel.
"***, you are so poor... I thought that I was already poor enough when I was studying, but there are actually people poorer than me. No, I have to change them, become my uncle Biao's subordinates, and walk barefoot