At half past midnight on July 9, 2013, on a beach near Rasgrai, Somalia, thirty-six hours after Taotao and Yunjie were kidnapped.
The stars shine in the night sky, and the sea seems quiet. The sound of waves is gentle and comfortable. Although it is a beach in a pirate country that is talked about in the world, it is no different from beaches in other places in the world. If it is in a more developed country,
In other countries, such a beach might be developed into a holiday resort, but here, it is so deserted that it only smells of nature.
A small yacht sailed towards the beach from the other side of the quiet sea. A small light was on the yacht, like a will-o'-the-wisp floating on the sea. As the boat approached, it gradually became larger.
The sea breeze was moaning, and there were some trees and rocks on the beach. A small black figure trotted over from the woods, staring at the ship, and then moved from behind the trees to the back of the rocks.
Someone got off the boat. He was not tall. He was wearing casual clothes that are not common in Somalia. He showed some outlines in the dark night. His upper body was wrapped in a small cloak with a piece of cloth, probably to keep out the wind.
, this figure fixed the small yacht on the beach, turned around, and looked directly towards the reef, tilting his head and looking like that for a long time.
Then, the dark and thin figure gradually moved out from behind the reef. The man came closer. Under the starlight, standing by the reef was a thin black girl who was only about 1.5 meters tall.
The clothes she wore were tattered and thin. She just stared at the person in front of her. She seemed to be holding something behind her back. When the person in front of her turned her head and looked at it with interest, she turned her hand to her front. That was
A rather old mobile phone.
"Uh, uh..." the black girl stuttered, using English, which was not fluent. Although Somalia also uses English and Italian, the main languages are still the local Somali and Arabic.
, most people still don't understand English, "Hello... welcome... welcome to Somalia."
This English was stiff, indicating that her English was not very good, but her teacher probably taught her this sentence many times. Jiaming laughed: "Are you the liaison person?"
"Yes, I am." The little and skinny girl nodded and said slowly in English, "Are you from Saudi Arabia? Are you Chinese?"
"I am."
Although it was a bit ridiculous to see the little black boy in front of him, the connection was completed, and then the black girl led him away from the beach and towards the city. He was thinking about Taotao and Yunjie, and he was sure that the black girl
After it was no longer a scam, he calmed down and pondered the next action. For him, he was a master of deception in the past. After the super power broke out, his judgment in this regard became even more acute. In face-to-face situations, there was basically no one.
You can fool him.
The black girl's English was not fluent, and Jia Ming probably knew that the contact person Dark Tianqin had found temporarily was not a trained agent, and she knew nothing about the purpose of his coming here. When Jia Ming mentioned that he wanted her to help
When he found Samuel Hassan, he was obviously shocked.
"Are you alone?"
"Um."
"But... he is a warlord, a bad guy, very cruel..." The black girl did not have much English vocabulary, and she tried her best to express Samuel's heinousness at this time. Then she seemed to have realized something, and suddenly became a little frustrated, "
Do you...do you want to...cooperate with him?"
Jiaming looked at her with a half-smile, and after a moment, he asked, "Why do you have that mobile phone?"
"Mobile phone...left by the teacher..."
"Where's the teacher?"
"He died. He was killed by those warlords..."
The black girl held the worn-out mobile phone in her hands, "I know...the teacher is doing very important things for our country...but he is dead...I helped hide the mobile phone when he was arrested. The mobile phone is fast."
It’s broken…I have trouble charging it too…it doesn’t ring often…I’ve only had two calls…yesterday…it was hard to understand…the phone is dying…”
Jiaming nodded: "I understand."
To put it simply, the black girl’s former teacher was probably an agent of Dark Lyra, and was later eliminated. When Dark Lyra contacted Dark Lyra for the first time, they found that the goods were not right, so they naturally cut off contact. There was probably an investigation later.
It is estimated that new agents were sent here. After confirming her identity, of course they could not absorb such a little girl. Then they gave up here for the time being. This time, since Jiaming came over, finding a local was better than nothing.
Oh, what an imaginative choice...
He sighed: "I'm here to trouble Samuel."
"But...you are only one person."
"Yes." Jiaming smiled, "Alone."
At around four o'clock, the two arrived at Rasgrai. Although it was said to be a town, it was actually a simple slum. The black girl took Jiaming to her place of residence, which was only a small slum of a few square meters.
It was just a wooden shed with a tattered quilt. The thin black girl was very cramped and seemed to want to arrange for Jiaming to live there first.
"Are you... like a teacher, here to help us?"
"Sorry, I'm afraid he's not such a great person." Jia Ming smiled, and then asked the other party to take him to where Samuel was. The black girl immediately became anxious: "Really, there are many of them, and you are the only one."
one person."
"It's okay, just take me there."
"But... there are more than three hundred of them, more than three hundred"
The black girl gestured with three hundred, emphasized it, and wrote "300" on the ground for Jiaming to see. Jiaming shook his head: "I still have to go there as soon as possible."
"It takes a long time to go..."
"So let's leave now."
"But really...really...will die..."
It was quite difficult for the Hei Xiaoshou to say these words. She held the worn-out mobile phone, maybe thinking of the teacher, and her tone was sad. Jiaming sat there and thought about it, and after a while, he stretched out his hand:
"Show me your phone."
Hei Xiaoshou struggled for a long time before handing the phone to Jiaming. There was no electricity nearby, but the pale morning light had already appeared in the east. Jiaming took out a small flashlight and turned it on. He began to disassemble the phone one by one and inspected it.
Once again, I wiped the damp parts a little, and then started to assemble it again. It turned on normally, but it only had the last bit of power left.
It is conceivable that since she got this mobile phone from the teacher, she probably kept the mobile phone on, so she could immediately receive the contact from Dark Lyra. However, in such a place, if the previous charging
If the device is gone, I don’t know how she can keep her mobile phone charged. Jiaming is not a soft-hearted person. She has seen a lot of wandering in her previous life, but although this black girl is estimated to be 17 or 18 years old,
She is even older, but she looks similar to Taotao, and a little thinner. As a girl, Taotao is slim but not thin. He thought of Taotao, handed the phone back to her, and clicked
He nodded: "It will ring again."
"Uh..." Hei Xiaoshou held the phone in his hands, not quite understanding what he meant.
"Let's go. If you have to go a long way, you should start early."
Jia Ming got up and made a decision. Seeing his resolute attitude, Hei Xiaoshou had no choice but to start leaving, but he still emphasized the danger over there. In the early morning, the sun gradually shone on the land of Rasgrai, Jia Ming and the black man
The girl walked back and forth and asked casually: "What happened to your face?"
Last night I noticed that not only was this black girl's English not very good, but another reason why she couldn't speak fluently was because her cheek was swollen like a small bun. The thin black girl turned around and touched her cheek with her hand: "It hurts."
The... toothache."
With the living and sanitary conditions here, although there is definitely not much candy to eat, tooth decay is inevitable. Looking at her, she seems to have been used to the pain. After a while, the two of them walked to the streets of Rasgrai, and Jia Ming
I also probably know that although Samuel Hassan's small base is quite far away from here, the small town of Rasgrai is basically under his control. She said that there are more than 300 people in the base, which is quite a lot.
Don't know if it's accurate.
Rasgrai is not big. There are only two main streets in the settlement area and there are not many shops. Jia Ming, a Chinese, seems to be walking here alone. This has always been a strange thing. Due to the gaze of some people,
The little black guy didn't dare to lead Jia Ming blatantly. Jia Ming also understood this. The two of them were a little far apart. When he noticed a small truck parked on the side of the road in front of him, the girl in front of him walked around to another road.
street.
After walking a long way and leaving Rasgrai for a while, the black girl dared to come over and talk. When Jia Ming asked about the small truck, she lowered her head and said: "Those are Samuel's soldiers..."
"Oh." Jia Ming nodded, suddenly enlightened.
After walking for a while, Jia Ming asked her to wait by the side of the secluded road: "I'm hungry. I'm going to buy some breakfast. Don't worry, I brought money and I know what to say." He said this and returned to La La.
Sgray.
Twenty minutes later, the loud clanking pickup truck came up with dust. The black girl hiding behind the tree even more carefully hid behind the tree - in fact, a soldier would not suddenly regard her as an enemy.
This was just a subconscious move out of fear. However, the pickup truck stopped on the side of the road. There was no movement for a long time. When she poked her head out to look, she discovered that the door was open and the man from China was sitting in the driver's seat.
The person sitting on the seat did not look here, but waved gently.
She looked around, then trotted up and climbed up.
"Close the door." Jia Ming said, and after she closed the door, he said again, "Open your mouth." He took out a pair of medical tweezers in his hand.
He returned to Rasgrai before, walked into the only small clinic in the town, smashed a large-denomination dollar, and bought simple medical supplies and a few painkillers. Soon after, a cry of "Ah" came from the truck.
Voice.
Jiaming helped her pull out the cavities, then handed her painkillers and a piece of cake he bought, and started the pickup truck.
This little black girl has a very strong tolerance. Even though her teeth were simply pulled out, when she saw something to eat, she still wolfed it down in the car. After eating, she realized what she was doing and spoke hesitantly.
"A car...how can there be a car?"
Jia Ming tilted his head, not wanting to explain this. Since the friendly negotiation failed, it was natural that a few more corpses were discovered on the streets of Rasgrai at this time.
Hei Xiaoshou probably doesn't have many opportunities to ride in a car. He may have never done it before. Sitting in the passenger seat is sometimes novel and sometimes uneasy.
"Is China a good country?"
"Um?"
"The teacher said before that he came over to teach us how to read and teach us things... There were other people who came over at that time to help us... But then the teacher died and no one else came. The Red Cross
They won’t come either... Many people have gone to become pirates, and no one will come to help us. Those warlords know how to fight. The less people come, the more they want to become pirates, and the more they fight, but the more they fight, no one comes, and the more pirates there are.
The more people come, the teacher said, Somalia will become like this..."
Hei Xiaoshou started crying as he spoke.
After a long time, Jia Ming finally said: "China is a pretty good country now, but it was about the same in the past."
"How did China... change for the better?"
"I don't know, but it's probably because... at that time, someone started thinking about the same thing as you, and they also cried..."
"...Somalia will also become a very good country."
After a long time, Miss Hei said this. Jiaming did not answer.
The road was winding and bumpy, and the truck could not drive very fast. However, at about eight o'clock in the morning, the outline of the base that Miss Hei mentioned was seen in the distance. Jiaming drove the pickup truck into the nearby woods.
"I can't send you back. It's very dangerous to stay here now. Can I walk back by myself?"
Jiaming pointed to the way over and said, but Hei Xiaoshou was very determined this time, pulling Jiaming and not allowing him to go. Anyway, he would really die. There were people inside with guns and artillery, maybe more than three hundred people.
, Jia Ming didn't bother to say anything more, so he pushed her away directly, took a few steps, turned around and looked at her coldly: "How do you know it's more than three hundred? Have you counted it?"
"me……"
"It is indeed difficult to count more than three hundred people." Jia Ming nodded, "If you come here next time, it should be much easier to count."
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the base. After a moment, he disappeared from the end of the field of vision.
Samuel Base is a military base with good professional quality.
Although Somalia seems to the outside world to be a very poor and backward place, over the years, the fleets and armies of various countries have spared no effort to blockade this cheap pirate processing factory. But since it is 2013, as long as there is a way to contact
People at the international level are not necessarily uncivilized black monkeys.
From a distance, this base has about 300 to 500 people. It has walls made of barbed wire and observation towers. The military base is roughly divided into three main parts. The most heavily defended one is probably Samuel Hassan's.
There are families, high-rises, villas where cronies live, and even a small pond that serves as a swimming pool. There is a black castle-like building on the other side, which is about four stories high. The outer wall is so strong that it is estimated that a bomb will not collapse it.
, this should be the main body of the base. There is a small area of simple houses surrounding the side of the castle, which seem to be neat. They should be a residential area for people who can no longer live in the castle. There are also simple sports venues and a gathering square.
, a gun target was erected nearby, and various vehicles were parked in an area southeast of the camp.
The soldiers here have relatively neat military uniforms, which shows that they can be regarded as a regular army rather than a gathering of pirates. Samuel Hassan should be a relatively knowledgeable type of Somalis. He has participated in the Lahan text before.
In the Resistance Army, I probably felt that there was no future in working with others, or I was not optimistic about the future of the Resistance Army. After I accumulated some experience, I simply started working on my own. If I were not a relatively outstanding person, I would not have been able to identify the opportunity of the civil strife in Yemen and take the opportunity to open up a path.
No matter what kind of business you do on the route to Saudi Arabia, compared to Somalia, it is basically the two poles of the world in terms of wealth. You will always make money but not lose anything.
In his previous life, Jia Ming did not have any big missions in the Middle East or Somalia. In fact, going to Europe was to go against the Dark Tianqin. The Middle East and this area have been at war for many years. If you want to kill people, there are no desperadoes to find.
Professional killers are not popular. In relatively stable places, professionalism is the most important thing when doing this kind of thing. In chaotic areas with wars, the most important thing about being a desperado is actually luck.
After Jiaming came over, the situation in the world has changed a lot due to a series of events, but it seems that things here have not been greatly affected. If Jiaming hadn't come over, Samuel's line would have been over.
It will take several years for others to pay attention to him. He may become one of the most influential warlords in Somalia. He has many connections and can do anything to make money. The most important thing is that he specializes in business targeting Asians.
He was quite skilled at this, and he was eventually killed because he was too greedy. This is why Natalie still doesn't know clearly that he kidnapped people through the Yemeni route.
At Jiaming's current level, there are many ways to infiltrate such a military base, but none of them requires time. As long as there is time for investigation, he is sure to infiltrate the White House, the Pentagon, or some other secret nuclear weapons base.
It's come and gone, but given the current situation, he doesn't have much time to delay and investigate.
If you don't have time to prepare, problems will eventually occur in a place like this.
It is not a reliable plan to sneak in silently, find the place where Taotao and Yunjie are imprisoned, and then lead them out silently, but if you just want to go in for a walk, the problem is still not
Big. He circled around the far side of the base and spent about an hour and a half observing. It was ten o'clock in the morning, and the summer sun rose very high. Jia Ming squinted and looked up.
In the daylight, on one side of the field of view, two soldiers who did not look like they were on patrol came towards this direction. Jiaming turned around and walked over.
At ten forty, Jia Ming walked into the black "castle" in the military camp and observed the surrounding things. This four-story fortress-like building is mainly used for the placement of soldiers here. Most of them are
It is a military dormitory. The entire interior looks like it is made of solid black stone. The walls are very thick. There are not many good things in the military camp. There are all kinds of noises. The light transmittance is not bad, and the windows are naturally
There is no glass, allowing light and ventilation from all sides. In this summer, it seems cool.
The people in Somalia are basically all black, and so are the soldiers. Jiaming's dress is not elaborate. Although he knows the key points of not being noticed, it is actually difficult to say how long he can walk in such an environment. He just
He walked as quietly as possible and did not go to too sensitive places. When there were more people in the corridor ahead, he would naturally find a place to hide. In this way, he quietly looked for some needed clues and signals.
Time passed like this minute by minute. At noon, these soldiers started eating in batches. It was not until 1:20 in the afternoon that Jia Ming finally found the signal he needed.
He looked like a high-ranking military official with a red scar on his forehead.
Jia Ming followed him through the building for about fifteen minutes, watching from a distance as he greeted everyone, exchanged greetings, and summarized the needed information from the faint names and laughter, and then finally was able to
It is confirmed that this person did just come back from Saudi Arabia today and brought the mission target here. His name is Crane Ever, and there is a strong black man beside him, and he is also with those few people.
A Saudi gangster has similar descriptions.
The information was finally collected one by one.
Although he followed closely all the way, and once confirmed that the kidnappers were indeed walking in front of him at the beach near Ilqai, Yemen, when he got here, he also had to confirm that these people had not been harmed by anything.
It's better to delay. Otherwise, if he gets mad here and the child is still on the way, it will be a big embarrassment.
Crane Ever and others walked into a room on the third floor.
This is probably a large room used as a place for soldiers to rest and exercise. Of course, the various exercise equipment are not particularly good. There are still things like weight lifting and sandbags. There are more than ten people in the room at this time.
They had taken off their clothes and were shirtless, all of them with fierce expressions. There was wind blowing in from the window, it was extremely cool, and you could see the distant scenery outside. Most of these people were sitting around relaxing, wiping their guns, playing with sabers, or bragging to others.
Showing off the scars on his body, Kelan is obviously a celebrity. After entering, he stood in the middle and took two Nepalese Gurkha sabers and posed there. He didn't know what he was talking to. His body was swaying flexibly, which was obviously
He is a good player in fighting.
Jia Ming stood at the door and looked at him for a few seconds. Then Crane Ever also turned around, still talking to the person next to him. Then Jia Ming walked into the room and took off his hat: "Crane Ever
Foer?"
"You've been following me for a long time. Who are you? New here?"
"Just confirm your identity first." Jia Ming said lightly. His oriental appearance has obviously aroused everyone's vigilance, but there are not only pistols here, some people are even holding submachine guns. For a while, he has not directly
He pointed the gun at him. Jia Ming put it on his hat and picked up the saber next to a strong black man who was cleaning the gun. The black man stared at him, but Jia Ming didn't have any unnecessary expression, he just held the saber in his left hand.
He picked up the knife, flicked the edge with the fingers of his right hand, and walked towards Crane.
The next intention is already beyond words.
Crane held the knife in both hands and even laughed a little ridiculously - although he still didn't understand where this guy with an oriental face came from. The rest of the people said "Oh" and became interested, and some people clapped.
Crane's height is about 1.9 meters, and he can be considered a proven ruthless desperado. The two curved sabers are more than 40 centimeters long, but this Oriental is only about 1.7 meters, and his body does not look very strong.
Shuo, an ordinary man who looks like an honest man who needs to be bullied. The blade of the knife in his hand is no more than 20 centimeters. Although it is a saber, it can also be regarded as a dagger. There are more than a dozen people surrounding him with various firearms. Who thinks
What tricks can he pull off? Seeing him looking for revenge from Crane at this moment is like watching a show.
Jiaming walked all the way over and narrowed the distance between the two. He touched the blade with his fingers and lowered his eyes lightly. He was not looking at Crane, but at the knife in his hand. Crane shook the knife in his hand.
The two swords were in a defensive posture. He did not underestimate the enemy. The two of them were close to each other. The light of the swords flashed over and Jia Ming raised his eyes.
The saber was switched to his right hand, and he raised his hand to meet the opponent's sharp edge.
The sound that sounded in the blink of an eye was not the sound of metal collision. The blade penetrated into the flesh, breaking the bones and splitting the flesh and blood. At this moment, Jiaming directly slashed more than ten knives, and the traces of being chopped were traced from there.
Lan's head extends continuously, criss-crossing, with knife marks more than ten centimeters deep. The two vertical and horizontal cuts on the face almost completely split the skull, and then extends to the neck, shoulders, hands, chest, lower abdomen, and so on.
More than a second later, Crane's hands fell to the ground, and his right hand had even been divided into three parts. His stomach was like a smashed football, with blood and internal organs leaking to the ground.
The whole person was torn apart like this.
The corpse fell to the ground shockingly. A group of people were still in shock. Some people had already started to raise their guns and shouted words.
Jiaming held the dagger and looked into the distance outside the window. The wind blew over and the sunlight became more intense and dazzling.
The dark, skinny girl was still wandering far away from the military camp, holding her mobile phone.
Although that person told her to leave, she was still worried. In fact, she was already desperate. One person said that he was going to find trouble for more than 300 people, and he went directly there. What would be the result?
So thought-provoking.
She knew that gunshots would be heard soon. In fact, she could foresee the outcome almost from the beginning, but there was still a small hope in her heart that kept her here. She was actually an ordinary girl. She used to be taught by a teacher.
When they were in school, she admired the teacher very much. Later, before the teacher was killed, she vaguely knew that the teacher was not just a simple teacher, but that he was doing very important things. Although she never knew what it was, through the teacher's teachings
She felt that the teacher must be saving Somalia from some of the things he said in class.
She was nearby when the teacher was arrested and shot to death, and finally got the teacher's mobile phone, which the teacher entrusted her to keep before he died. She felt that the teacher was a member of a great organization that wanted to save Somalia.
Then she felt that she too, because she had heard stories about this from her teacher before. But for a long time, no contact came. She kept the phone secretly and carefully, without a charger, and secretly wanted to charge it.
It was really hard to get electricity. Once I was almost caught and beaten to death as a thief, but there was still hope.
Finally, the phone rang. She thought that maybe someone like the teacher had come, and she felt that she had a mission. Although that person did not admit that he came to save Somalia, he came to find bad people like Samuel.
Troublesome, it’s actually the same thing.
But you have to be skillful when looking for trouble, and you don't go alone. She couldn't understand this aspect. After the other party left in the morning, she wandered around nearby. This behavior was very dangerous, but she also wanted to see something from a distance.
, but there was no movement there. There was no movement after ten o'clock, and there was no movement at noon. She thought to herself, maybe that person was lying to her, maybe he really came to the warlord to do business or cooperate with the mission. In short, the teacher was here
She actually didn't know clearly what she was doing. Maybe the teacher didn't want to save Somalia, even if it was just to save Rasgrai.
So she was troubled by this emotion, wondering whether it was a good guy or a bad guy. However, at about one o'clock in the afternoon and close to two o'clock, gunfire suddenly came from the base, and soon after, there was even a rumbling explosion.
Voice.
She looked over there with wide eyes, relieved and worried at the same time. It was just a person. He really went to find trouble for Samuel and really took action. But she didn't know when the gunfire would stop.
When she got down, she listened like this, feeling afraid that the gunshots would suddenly stop.
Because it was a soldier in a military camp. When hundreds of people hit one person, the gunfire would always stop. Once it stopped...
Five minutes passed and the gunfire didn't stop.
Ten minutes passed and the gunfire didn't stop.
The gunshots and chaotic sounds kept ringing and ringing and ringing...
Under the bright sunshine, this was the weirdest afternoon in the entire Samuel Base...