Battlefield Contractor

After getting in the car, the tailor asked Lin Rui in a low voice, "Hey, boss. We have GPS, why do we need this local guide?"

"GPS will not tell you which village may have militants, nor will it tell you which road is safer to take, but the locals know." Lin Rui shook his head. "There are deserts and brick houses everywhere. Every one is scattered. There are local villagers and leaders in the villages, and the guide knows how to deal with them. And if you are close to the Sahara Desert, you will never know where there is danger or where there is water, but the locals also know. This is why they are more reliable than GPS Reason. Of course, the premise is to watch him and don’t let him run halfway as soon as he is in danger."

"Damn, I hate the desert." The tailor sighed.

"All Russians hate the desert, just as we hate snow." Crazy Horse mocked.

"Stop talking nonsense, all get in the car. Before leaving, check the materials and supplies again." Lin Rui shouted to the other teams. They have six vehicles this time. In addition to some Toyota pickups with machine guns, there are also several large trucks. Since he has not yet arrived at the designated place, no one can tell what kind of trouble he will encounter.

"Hello, boy, what is your name?" Crazy Horse patted the guide on the shoulder.

The guide was thin and dark like most locals. When Lin Rui saw him for the first time, he would think of the kind of camels raised by the local blacks. They were thin but tenacious.

"He doesn't understand English." Yelena walked over. "Niger was originally a French colony. Except for their own language, most people can speak French."

Then she communicated with the local guide in French, "What is your name?"

"Bamujim." The black guide nodded.

"Well, Bamujim. This is where we are going. Do you have any good suggestions?" Yelena handed the map to the guide.

"At the border, it's dangerous." Bamujim shook his head. "Not even the government forces go there, terrorists..." Then he made a gesture of shooting with a gun, a panic.

Crazy Horse took out a few banknotes and dangled in front of him, "OK?" In such a poor area, the US dollar is the most common method of persuasion.

Bamujim made a gesture and said a Chase, and then took the money from Crazy Horse. Yelena shrugged and said to Crazy Horse, "He agreed, he needs money to buy livestock, and he has more livestock to marry his wife."

"That's right." Crazy Horse patted Bamujim on the shoulder. "Woman, make money."

"Woman, make money." Bamujim grinned, grinning with white teeth.

"Notify the brothers to get on the road!" Lin Rui waved after getting in the car. "This is a relatively safe area, marching forward like troops."

They went to a few scattered small towns in a desert in the border area of ​​Algeria, Mali and Niger. In this area, militants of various factions are active. Among them are terrorist organizations, but also drug dealers, usually smuggling vehicles and arms, trafficking in human beings, kidnapping foreigners for high ransoms, etc. to collect money and expand them. Military power in this area.

Here, kidnapping citizens of Western countries, killing tourists and NGO workers from Western countries, etc., is no longer a big deal. Regional terrorists move across borders and their whereabouts are uncertain. They even repeatedly attacked security forces in the border areas of Algeria, Mali and Niger. Even the US special forces that participated in joint patrols were not spared last year.

All you can see in the vast Sahara Desert in North Africa is sand. This barren land in the world second only to the Antarctic and the Arctic does not seem to be able to support any people to thrive here for a long time. The flying sand and rocks covering the sky will wash away all traces of life, and the burning of the sun will make any civilization. The source of evaporates. But the war still exists by my side at any time, and I don't know when it will suddenly break out.

"Boss, something is wrong in front." Sergey whispered.

Lin Rui picked up the binoculars and looked into the distance, frowning, "It's the camel team."

"Don't move, these are Tuareg!" Bamujim quickly raised his hand, "Blue Knight, son of the desert, we better not mess with them."

The camel team galloped in the distance. The people on the camels' backs were all blue Arabian robes with blue turbans covering their faces. These blue riders are very eye-catching in the yellow desert, and of course their AK47 and curved saber are also eye-catching.

"Don't move, park the car aside, be careful, don't conflict with them." Bamujim whispered.

"Do as he said." Lin Rui ordered in a low voice. The convoy slowed down and stopped on the desert.

This group of people came galloping in, and soon gathered next to the convoy of Lin Rui and others. A masked rider riding a camel looked at Lin Rui and said, "Where are you going?"

"Full Kalit." Bamujim replied in a low voice.

"Full of Kalit?" The blue turban-masked rider moved his eyes. "What are you going to do there?"

Bamujim did not continue, because Lin Rui raised the gun in his hand and slowly placed it on the driver's seat. Then made a gesture to those people. The blue rider looked at him seriously, then put his hand on his chest and nodded. With a shout, whizzed away with the other camel team members.

Bamujim looked at Lin Rui in surprise, "Do you know them?"

"I don't know." Lin Rui nodded, "But I know them. They are a group of nomads in the hinterland of the Sahara, and they are also a brave nomads. And I happen to know some etiquette about them. I just gestured to them. It is a sign of respect and humility. He understood and knew that we were not enemies, so he let it go."

"I thought you knew their people. You have to find someone in this place. If you can get their help, then it will be much easier." Bamujim sighed, "We have entered Tuaret. It’s the place of the Ge people. In another two hours' drive, you should be able to reach the first stop you want to go, Man Kalit."

"Tell me, how is that place?" Yelena asked.

"It was originally an oasis a long time ago, and later it used to be a resident of the French Corps. Then the French left, and it became a small town. Many locals do business there, and there are everything there. But there is also It is very dangerous, because it is the nearest oasis, so many people will go there. Including those businessmen, terrorists, criminals, and mercenaries." Bamujim said. "But the most difficult thing is the local ground snake."