The refugee camp is still there, there seem to be more people inside, and everyone seems to be used to this kind of life.
No one wants to change, and these people have no chance to change.
The best hotel in Juba now is the Crown Hotel, which opened two years ago. The most ordinary room costs more than 700 RMB per night.
But it's great value for money here. The hotel has its own generator and purification equipment, and even a clean swimming pool.
It is also very close to the city center. Most of the people staying here are wealthy people who come to Juba for business, as well as government officials. Of course, there are also UN staff living here.
Those experts didn't care much about the accommodation conditions.
"Dr. Xu, if we cared, we wouldn't come here."
The one who spoke was an uncle in his forties, but he looked more like he was in his fifties.
With a dark complexion, he looked like a professor at a university, more like a farmer.
What he said is true, no matter how good the conditions here are, they are still in South Africa. The African continent, no, should be the most backward country in the world.
"Okay then, I'll leave the rest to you."
Xu Chuan rarely spoke to others so politely.
"Don't worry, everyone, I will be fully responsible for your safety, and the security situation here is much better than a year ago."
Just as he was talking, crackling gunshots were heard outside the hotel, but the sound was heard from at least five kilometers away.
This made Xu Chuan's expression extremely ugly.
MD, who is so disrespectful and chooses this time to cause trouble?
If the people in front of him get scared and regret it, who can he talk to to reason with him?
However, the people in front of them didn't seem to care much, "Dong Xu, don't worry, it's not like we haven't been to Africa before. We had aid projects in Tanzania before."
"But speaking of it, it has been more than ten years."
A few people listened to the gunshots outside, and then talked about the glorious days of the past.
Xu Chuan gave Zhang Biao a look, indicating to him to ask who gave him the eye drops.
This time Zhang Biao understood.
Zhang Biao returned within a few minutes and said in Xu Chuan's ear, "This is a small gang that has emerged recently and is fighting with the security forces."
Xu Chuan didn't wait for the other party to finish, "It doesn't matter, let Sanborn send people to kill them. I don't want to hear gunshots in Juba these days."
Umbrella's headquarters camp in Nansudan is built on the east bank of the White Nile and controls the only bridge currently connecting the two banks.
Now, after a year of operation, Umbrella has obtained 90% of the defense contract from Nansu Danzhengfu.
Not only the training of the army, but also the procurement of equipment, personnel training, and security are almost all contracted by Umbrella people.
But in fact, it doesn’t add up to much money, and Nansudan has a ridiculous amount of money.
They will also take out and sell the oil fields controlled by the northern tribal armed forces. Anyway, the actual control is not in the hands of the government.
If Umbrella has the ability to get it, it will be considered a contract fee.
Damn, these black guys are actually quite good, everyone can do this kind of thing.
Sanborn has been in Nansudan for almost a year. Everyone else can take turns, but he, the governor of Nansudan appointed by Xu Chuan, cannot leave.
When this guy saw Xu Chuan, his eyes filled with tears.
"Boss, you're finally here!" Sanborn planned to give Xu Chuan a hug.
Then he was kicked away by Xu Chuan.
"Come on, don't think I don't know how much fun you have here."
As Umbrella's official head of South Sudan business, after Umbrella showed his value, everyone in Juba tried their best to please him, and the women almost changed every day.
This guy couldn't let go from the beginning, and it didn't take long to get the big gold chain and small watch now.
"Go for a physical examination as soon as you take vacation. I don't want you to contract some disease starting with the letter A here."
Sanborn has changed a lot, but there is nothing he can do about it. He must integrate into the local circle.
And the local circles are so full of it that they would like to have diamonds set on their foreheads.
"Okay, you can go back to the United States to rest for a while."
Xu Chuan also knew that he could not keep a person in this position for too long. In this year, Sanborn handled more than 70 to 80 million US dollars in cash.
By the time he couldn't control it anymore, it was too late, and Xu Chuan didn't want to use rules to deal with a confidant who had been with him for a long time.
"Leave the job here to your deputy."
The stall is getting bigger and bigger, and people like Sanborn can't be used all the time, and they are too busy.
Of course, the training of new people is also very important.
"No problem, that guy is very smart."
Sanborn's deputy is a Libiyan who has been working at Umbrella for several years since he started working as a translator.
Being selected as Sanborn's deputy also shows this person's ability.
"It's okay to be smart, as long as you can control it."
Xu Chuan didn't plan to tell the other party too much about this. Since it was handed over to Sanborn, it was his business to use it.
Umbrella only needs to control the funds and logistical support, and no one can make any trouble here.
Of course, formal project management is also one of the important means to reduce corruption.
"You already know the matter. How are the personnel arrangements going?"
When Xu Chuan got down to business, Sanborn's expression became serious.
"Personnel are being assembled, and security forces in Juba are conducting preliminary reconnaissance of the group's location."
"Leave this matter to your deputy and see if he has the ability to sit in this position."
Of course Sanborn agreed.
"Also, the safety of those experts is very important, so security must be arranged well."
These are baby bumps, nothing can happen to any of them.
"I understand, boss."
Xu Chuan has said these words dozens of times in emails, how could they not take them seriously.
Xu Chuan cast his gaze out the window. A team of about fifty people had already assembled on the playground of the camp outside.
Less than half are local people, and the rest are from North Africa. Most of them come from areas such as Lipia and Algeria, and they all come out of training camps.
However, these people are not mercenaries. They now hold Nansudan's passports and have signed formal labor contracts with the Nansudan government.
At this point, Umbrella never gives others a chance to seize the loopholes.
For a problem that can be solved with only a dozen dollars, there is no need to worry about anyone saying that Umbrella is a mercenary organization. They will never help any party conduct war.
The one who was causing trouble before was a new gang called the Machete Gang. They absorbed some of the remnants of the gang who had been brushed off by the security forces. Recently, their strength has increased so much that they have become a little carried away.
They didn't seem to notice that in the past six months, Juba's government armed forces had rarely fired in the city.
As for those gangsters, they keep their tail between their legs.
However, Umbrella did not do as thorough a job here as in the Golden Triangle.
After all, this is not an area where peacekeeping forces and the United Nations are located in the south of the city.
Inflicting mass casualties is easy to get on TV.
However, this just means that Umbrella's actions are not so public, and those people must die.
Xu Chuan does not need to worry about the arrangement of these actions.
It has just fallen at night, and except for the two most prosperous neighborhoods in Juba, most other places have no lights.
The refugee camps in the south were not quiet, there were all kinds of sounds everywhere.
There were yells, inexplicable howls, children's cries, and of course the mixed sounds of men and women.
A Chinese peacekeeping soldier wearing a UN blue helmet was standing on his sentry post, looking seriously at the refugee camp in front of him.
The situation in the refugee camps has improved a lot during this period, and the frequency of previous riots has become much less frequent.
But they don't dare to take it lightly. These refugees are really capable of doing weird things.
Yesterday in the middle of the night, a guy climbed over the barbed wire fence and got into the military camp. If someone hadn't been watching the surveillance, something big might have happened.
When they found this person, they discovered that this guy not only had vision problems, but also hearing problems.
Damn, everyone was shocked, how on earth did he get in?
The military doctor briefly treated the wounds scraped by the barbed wire on his body, and then called the local police and ambulance to take him to the hospital.
Because of this incident, everyone stayed up half the night. They searched the camp again and repaired the gaps in the barbed wire fence. It took most of the night to finish.
Things like this do happen, but there are still only a few people who can break into the military camp.
Fortunately, the current actions of the government's armed forces are not as frequent as before.
The frequency of firefights that used heavy firepower every three days has dropped a lot.
Although it is not clear what happened, no war is certainly a good thing for the people of this country.
Squad leader Du Feng led an infantry squad of soldiers on a routine patrol along the perimeter of the camp.
The surroundings were very quiet, except for the sounds of some wild animals and their own footsteps.
Du Feng used the walkie-talkie to routinely report his position, and then asked others to speed up.
"After the last lap, we can go back to sleep. Please be alert."
"Squad leader, it seems there hasn't been a war outside for a few days." One of them said.
Unless there are special requirements, sound control may not be required during patrol.
Especially at night next to your own camp, it is easier to pass the time and adjust your mentality by talking with everyone.
"For a week, apart from sporadic gunfire, there has been very little large-scale fighting."
Du Feng replied with a smile.
This is also good news for them, otherwise their spirits would be tense every day.
But before that, for almost four months, large-scale battles took place every day, the kind of battles involving tanks and armored vehicles.
There are still more than a dozen wreckage of T64s left in the open space outside the camp, all of which were blown up by anti-tank missiles.
It can be seen how fierce the fighting was at that time, and similar fighting did not only occur in Juba.
Then after this period of time, the intensity of the fighting suddenly continued to decrease, and now there has been no fierce exchange of fire for a week in a row.
"It is said that a defense company called Umbrella has contracted the government's security contract. Isn't it them?"
Another soldier curiously told some gossip.
"They're just a bunch of mercenaries, how can we count on them?"
Of course others don't believe it. In the eyes of these warriors, mercenaries will only bring war and disaster.
Du Feng did know a little bit about this matter. Umbrella's camp was on the other side of the White Nile.
People from the peacekeeping force at that camp visited it and the two sides had some exchanges.
After all, they signed a formal contract with Nansu Danzhengfu, and some UN actions may require their coordination in the future.
As for whether the current situation is caused by Umbrella, Du Feng personally has reservations.
However, the logo on their camp was a bit strange. The red and white umbrella logo reminded him of the currently popular mobile phone.
As long as they are Chinese, there should be no one who does not know this symbol and wonders whether this Umbrella is an infringement.
Fortunately, there should be no conflict between the two companies' business, Du Feng was left alone with his wild thoughts.
Suddenly the calm night sky was streaked by a red light, followed by intensive gunshots.
Du Feng knew that the red light was the trace of a tracer bullet streaking across the night sky.
The soldiers on the patrol immediately dispersed according to the battle formation and jumped into the trench dug in advance by the roadside.
Du Feng immediately contacted the headquarters and asked where the gunshots came from.
He thought that government troops and anti-government forces had started again.
The headquarters asked them to continue to be vigilant, and then they probably communicated with the peacekeeping force headquarters and Nansu Danzhengfu.
Fifteen minutes later, the gunfire and explosions slowly stopped, and the headquarters realized that this was a gang that was being suppressed by the security forces in the city.
"They're finally doing something serious."
The peacekeepers who knew the news actually praised the security forces.
However, some people think that this group of people will not kill good people and take credit.
You must know that in this place, there is not much difference between the so-called soldiers and bandits. Let them suppress the bandits and they will probably cause more damage than the bandits.
It wasn't until the local news reported on the scene that everyone believed that the security forces had actually done something wrong.
Although this machete gang is newly formed, their methods are extremely cruel. Just by listening to their name, you can tell what their common weapons are.
Many people who offended them had their hands and feet chopped off, and some were even skinned and beheaded.
The action of the security forces directly killed more than a dozen gang members. As for the gangsters, they ran away and dispersed.
Now the bodies of these people are hanging in the street, and many people who suffered deeply have taken to the streets to sing and dance.
However, the flashing umbrella pattern in the news still caught Du Feng's attention.
If the combat effectiveness of the Nansudan security forces was so good, could they have kept the government's armed forces tormenting for several years anyway?
Other commanders of the peacekeeping force thought the same way.
"Now it seems that what they are looking for...what is their name? By the way, a contractor."
The battalion commander was also chatting about this matter in the conference room, "This contractor seems to have something good."
UN personnel have already visited the scene and found no collateral damage. Only two thatched houses were burned by the fire caused by the explosion, but there were no civilian casualties.
The action was very fast and precise, and quite professional. The scene had been cordoned off by the police, and no one from the UN went in to take a look.
However, the condition of the corpses seems to indicate the problem. Most of them were killed by explosives rather than automatic weapons.
Of course, for the night operation, Umbrella used more than a dozen suicide drones.
After confirming that the backbone of the gang was almost gathered, these drones flew directly to the set target.
These people don't even know what they were killed by.
Most of those gunshots were exchanges of fire that occurred while rounding up peripheral members.
When the technological generation gap is too great, war means unilateral massacre, and the other side will have no power to resist.