Battlefield Contractor

"Snake?" Lin Rui frowned.

"Yes, the local militant boss, the mayor of Kalit." Bamujim gesticulated, "He has a lot of people under him. And he controls the market here, and all transactions are taxed on him. However, he is taxed. If you have guns, he usually doesn't embarrass mercenaries. Of course, if you are ordinary people, it's a different matter."

Jiang An whispered, "Mankalit is one of the small towns pointed out by the Russian intelligence. Because it is an oasis, and the surrounding tribes will trade here, it is convenient for us to inquire about the captured Russian soldiers. However, the people there are very mixed. We are also likely to arouse suspicion."

Lin Rui nodded, "Well, let's go to Mankalit to see the situation first. If we really can't find anything, we will wait for the news from Russia." The convoy set off again, passing through the long yellow sand and sandstorm. .

A few hours later they arrived in this small town full of Kalit. The whole town was full of yellow adobe houses, which were in harmony with the color of the surrounding desert.

Under the desolate mountains, two waterfalls about five meters long hang down from the cliffs. The bumpy walls next to them are a bit like a grand canyon. The stream and pond have been winding into the canyon. The flowing spring water nourishes the land here and irrigates the green onion cage. Oasis.

There are many people here, most of whom are wearing robes and headscarves. Some cars around the town, without exception, are Toyota pickups, and some have weapons on them. There are all kinds of people on the streets of the town, many of them carry weapons at any time, and some even carry bazookas to swagger through the city. Bazooka and dromedary, turban robe and AK47, formed a strange harmony.

The armed guard at the town’s Zikou saw the car of Lin Rui and others and wanted to ask, but when he saw that there was an entire convoy, he gave up the question and let Lin Rui and the others go in. After rolling in this desert for so long, these black guards can still see at a glance who can provoke and who is best not to provoke. Don't mess with heavily armed mercenaries, this is one of the rules for survival in this chaotic area.

"Where can I find the news?" Lin Rui asked in a low voice.

"There is a tavern in the town, and maybe you can hear something there. But your looks are too eye-catching, and it would be more appropriate for me to go. But intelligence, you may need some extra money." Bamujim stretched out his hand and twisted.

Lin Rui didn't fall for him, just handed the assault rifle in his hand to him, greeted a few mercenaries to look at him, and then walked in with a few people from O2.

The tavern is very simple, but still has salads, soups, Arabic rice and grilled meat, and some unknown small fruits. Many people gathered inside, surrounded by twos and threes. They were not surprised to see Lin Rui and others walking in with guns, after all, they saw so many mercenaries here.

Lin Rui gave a waiter in the tavern a few bills and asked him a few words. The waiter understood, and immediately pointed to a few people in the tavern. In such a place, there are usually a few people with better information, but not everyone dares to exchange money with the information they know. The man pointed out by the waiter was a crippled man, sitting in a corner of the tavern.

What surprised Lin Rui was that this person was actually an Asian yellow race. Lin Rui walked over and winked at Yelena. Yelena went to get a bottle of wine and put it on the table. Lin Rui pushed the bottle of wine in front of the disabled man, Yelena whispered in French, "Want to make a little money?"

The man raised his head and looked at Lin Rui and Yelena. He seemed to be a little surprised by Lin Rui's yellow skin. He nodded and said, "I can speak Chinese."

His Chinese has a strong Cantonese accent, Lin Rui frowned slightly: This person is actually still Chinese?

"Then I'm straight to the point, I need some information about this place. I heard people say that you seem to know a lot?" Lin Rui looked at him.

"My name is You, just call me Lao You. See you, is a mercenary?" The man looked at Lin Rui.

"Right. How much is it?" Lin Rui said directly.

Lao You picked up the wine bottle on the table, bit off the cap with his teeth, and took a gulp, "The price is as fast as you go, but it depends on what you want to know?"

"Is there any news about Maghreb?" Lin Rui whispered.

"They? Hmph, there is news from them everywhere. They **** two Frenchmen the day before yesterday. Didn't you come for these two Frenchmen?" Lao You said casually, "If you want to know, two thousand yuan."

"I am not interested in knowing about the French. What I want to ask is the attack on the Russian and Nigerian bases in the past few weeks. Some Russians have been arrested. I want to know where these people are being held? Or and Information about this." Lin Rui whispered, "This matter is being talked about even in Niamey, let alone you don't know anything here."

"Know a little bit." Lao You drew a crumpled cigarette from his pocket and lighted it up and said, "It is said that it was the Maghreb organization and bought the work of the Russian mercenaries. These guys were on the spot. A Russian officer was executed. But if you want to know this, you can get some blood."

"How much?" Lin Rui whispered.

"You are an expert, and you should know the rules. This kind of thing, if you say it, is not good for me. Look at me like this, I am just a disabled mercenary. If you nest in this broken place, you will be eating. If I said it, maybe you won't even think about eating in this life." Lao You frowned, and let out a puff of flue, "Twenty thousand yuan is not expensive."

"I have to know first, whether your words are worth 20,000 yuan." Lin Rui shook his head.

"Then you should consider it first, or ask someone to ask if there is a cheaper one?" Lao You sighed, "But everyone has seen that we are talking, I'm afraid you will find someone else. No one will tell you anymore. This is the rule of this industry. Just like you ask other people first, I won’t tell you anything. It’s not easy to do business, especially the intelligence business. So it’s a matter of tearing apart each other. It cannot be done."

Lin Rui nodded and took out the bill from his pocket. "can."

"Okay." Lao You took the banknotes from him and shrugged. "It's really interesting. Earn dollars from the Russians."

"Stop talking nonsense, where are the people?" Yelena frowned.

"Yeah, you can also speak Chinese as a ghost girl. You have a good training." Lao You joked and collected the money. "The person you are looking for is not here, and no one knows here, so don't waste your efforts. Now, think of other ways as soon as possible."