Skynet Architect

There is still a clear mark on the broken six-wheeled armored vehicle. It is a vehicle of the United Nations rescue organization, which is dedicated to rescue activities in various disaster areas.

Looking at this vehicle, the vehicle that used to fight has only a shell left, which has become a trash can here.

"That's what the United Nations used to deliver supplies and relief to you, right? Why did someone attack them?" Si Fan still asked in confusion.

These people came here to bring them peace.

Talking into the walkie-talkie, Joshua, the guide on the opposite side, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said calmly: "Maybe the people who killed them saw that their supplies were not given to themselves, so they used rpg to kill these people, right? "

He didn't have much confidence in what he said, but what Si Fan could hear was indifference, absolute indifference. He said this matter as if he usually ate buns or wontons at night and let things take their course.

However, that represents people from the United Nations relief organization who really came to help them with all sincerity.

No wonder there is no United Nations rescue in Mogadishu now, and no one will take care of them anymore. The Knights of Malta may be the last ones to believe in them, and then...the group is destroyed.

From the car driving on the street, the original road has become a dilapidated land after more than ten years, and there are some bumps when driving on it. Si Fan feels that if he drives on such a road for a few hours, he I'm about to get motion sickness.

Finally, after half an hour, he came to a slum that looked very ordinary, or the whole of Mogadishu was a slum, but there were no residents around here, all of which were ruins. The exquisite carvings on the abandoned houses told Si Fan that there used to be a very good life here, and the people of Mogadishu were very happy. They had their own houses, their own laws, and even had their own beautiful life and industry.

But a civil war turned them into what they are now, or there are countless people behind it.

The first to bear the brunt must be arms dealers.

"Boss, we have reached the place where the shadow fell, but there is no longer that plane here." Joshua said on the intercom.

"Then let's get out of the car." Si Fan said.

As soon as the conversation ended, all the terminators got off the front car, and they started to clear the field with their tactical backpacks on their backs. They did not send a safety signal to Si Fan until all the nearby commanding heights were occupied.

That's right, in Mogadishu, the most dangerous place in Somalia, you must keep vigilant at all times, otherwise death may come up at any time, not to mention that the whole Mogadishu knows that a group of Chinese people have come, and they came by private jet.

After receiving the safety signal, Si Fan opened the car door and got out of the car.

When the feet hit the ground, the first feeling is hard.

That's right.

The ground is very hard and dry. When you step on the ground with your feet, you can see the dust flying up. The scorching sun shines on your body. It feels uncomfortable, just like lamb being put on the grill. After a while, his body was already dripping with sweat, and Si Fan even felt it.

It seems that he is about to be roasted out of oil.

This is almost cumin and chili noodles.

"Joshua, tell me the story at that time. I want to know the real story when the black eagle fell, and some things about Mogadishu, such as that guy named Aidid." Si Fan Said to his guide, he is now approaching Si Fan under Niubi's gaze, but with the Terminator t800 by his side, if Joshua has bad intentions, Si Fan absolutely believes that Comrade Niubi will kill him within a second. Finished him off before he raised his hands.

Joshua had just gone through a battle between heaven and man, but in the end he succumbed to Si Fan's powerful fighting power and Franklin who smelled like banknotes.

They only accept US dollars.

Now this guy is very honest, when Si Fan asked about these things, he started talking about it on the spot, and told Si Fan about the accident that year.

But the first thing he explained was his side.

"This is my home. I used to have 3 older brothers and parents. But they all died in that war." This was the first sentence he said, and then he led Si Fan to the side.

Before the black eagle fell, Mogadishu was not a good place. A civil war turned Mogadishu into a purgatory on earth. The flames burned the entire city. It was the angry flame of bullets, which penetrated people's bodies. , take them to hell.

On the side of the road, a huge tin can house attracted Si Fan's attention. Some people randomly scribbled on it, maybe someone urinated wild urine there, and there were huge flies constantly circling .

But Si Fan felt cold when he looked at it. This city really deserves to be the capital of terror, and he didn't know how many people died here. Si Fan couldn't judge.

But what is certain is that those who die here are absolutely miserable.

"This is used to execute women and children. They will all be driven inside and then shot outside with heavy machine guns. If anyone can escape, he can survive," Joshua said. .

After hearing his words, Si Fan felt chills for no reason, suddenly it seemed that there was a breeze blowing, and he seemed to hear the howls of countless innocent souls.

This is a square box, like a big can, about two or three meters high. Si Fan didn't know what it was used for before, but it was covered with bullet marks from heavy machine gun bullets, and there was another one in the lower left corner. The scars left by the mortar shells, Si Fan even saw the eggshell of a shell while narrating at the garbage dump.

But he knew that this was definitely not the original shell that smashed the tin box.

The ground was very clean, without the smell of blood, more than ten years was enough to heal the scars of the year, but the bullet marks still reminded Si Fan that this is a different world, where the law of the jungle is believed.

"Then what else?" Si Fan said.

He wanted to listen to this guy tell him a little story.

On the contrary, Joshua was very interested, and actually lobbied Si Fan.

From what he said, Si Fan knew that if he wanted to have his own house and land here, he didn't need to go anywhere to buy it, and he didn't need to find a real estate developer. He just needed to buy a batch of weapons first, and then hire a batch of weapons. Just young people, about a dozen people, pay a salary of 50 US dollars a month, and they will work hard for you, and then you can buy as many fences as you can. As much land as you can surround is yours, provided you can hold it.