Battlefield Contractor

For the Tuareg people living in the desert, they basically cannot engage in agriculture, they can only graze. But the desert is also not a good pasture. Therefore, the economic life of the Tuareg is scarce, and it is impossible to survive completely dependent on grazing. Under such circumstances, the Tuaregs, on the one hand, collect transit taxes from the caravans traveling to and from the Sahara Desert-in fact, protection fees, on the other hand, they simply armed looting the past caravans or surrounding settlement countries. Sometimes the Tuaregs themselves are involved in business, but their goods are usually grabbed.

The Tuareg’s robbery of the Sahara desert caravans follows a "sustainable development" principle. They neither carry out destructive looting of the caravans nor looting every day. In short, let the caravans feel: although there may be Looting, but sometimes you can still avoid the risk, as long as you make a profit, sometimes you can rob a bit if you are robbed, and if the remaining goods are sold well, you will not lose money. Therefore, even though the Tuareg people have been rampant on the Sahara business roads for a long time, they have basically not cut off these business roads.

Spice Canyon is a former trade road, named for the delivery of spices. The Tuareg people used to be active here, but later because of the war, the trade routes were gradually closed, and there were fewer and fewer people coming and going, and they were gradually forgotten.

But as Wiesel said, this is a safe path. Lin Rui and the others did not encounter any obstacles.

"Although this place is hidden and quiet, it does not have any enemies." Crazy Horse whispered, "Let's see that we can take a break in front. I will send a team to observe the situation ahead."

"Well, tell the brethren to stop for fifteen minutes and find someone to investigate the situation ahead. According to the current progress, we should be able to catch up." Lin Rui nodded.

"Yes, even if those terrorists complete the assembly again, they won't find us. At most four hours, we can reach the government-controlled area." Crazy Horse nodded.

Fifteen minutes later, the troops sent out for reconnaissance reported that the front was safe.

Lin Rui breathed a sigh of relief, turned into the car, and ordered the brothers to continue on the road. The terrorists are still looking for them close to the desert, but no one knew that they would walk this hidden spice canyon.

When the convoy drove to a place where there were government checkpoints, Lin Rui knew that he had made the right bet this time. They have crossed the most dangerous conflict zone.

The Genier soldiers at the checkpoint stepped forward and saw the group of mercenaries and the joint force pass they were holding. They didn't dare to ask more. They just wanted to reach out and order the other soldiers to remove the roadblock. But an officer coming out of the outpost stopped them with a sip. "Who told you to let them go?"

"They have a pass for the joint counter-terrorism force." The soldier whispered.

"The joint counter-terrorism force is not our responsibility. We just keep the road. All the people in this car have weapons, and there are several Tuaregs in it. Have you checked their identities? Let them all get out of the car and be checked." The officer shouted sharply.

"Yes, sir." The soldier turned to Lin Rui and the others in desperation, "I'm sorry, you must get out of the car for inspection."

"You can see clearly, this is a joint force vehicle. We have a special mission. We must never get out of the car and accept your inspection easily." Crazy Horse frowned. "If you have any questions, you can call the joint army command immediately to confirm."

"Don't tell me anything about the joint army command. We are the Tillabéri security force. We are ordered to check here to prevent terrorists from entering." The officer frowned. "You have so many people, so many vehicles, and you carry heavy vehicles. Weapons. It’s my duty to stop you for inspection."

Just when Lin Rui felt surprised, Crazy Horse leaned into his ear and whispered, "This officer wanted to blackmail us. He thought that our car must be carrying contraband, so he insisted on inspecting it. He just wanted something good. Generally, those mercenaries often deliver some contraband, so they are used to extortion like this."

Lin Rui nodded, took out a few banknotes and handed them to the officer. "Are there cigarettes?" the officer frowned.

"He treats us as cigarette dealers?" Lin Rui frowned.

"The mercenaries here often do this kind of illegal business, taking advantage of their tasks, rely on smuggling cigarettes for a little money." Crazy Horse nodded.

"No, there is nothing in our car." Lin Rui shook his head.

"Get off." The officer raised his voice.

Lin Rui said coldly, "You try it again."

"I told you to get out of the car at once. Everyone, don't move." The officer loudly commanded the soldiers under him, "Knock them all off."

"You may not need to be so serious." Lin Rui looked at him.

"No, I'm serious, you must get off the car and be checked." The officer said firmly and authentically.

"You have a minute to change your mind." Lin Rui shook his head, "It's too late to change your mind now."

The Niger officer said loudly, "I won't change my mind."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Rui put a grenade into the officer's mouth as soon as he raised his hand. This grenade is a type 82-1 grenade made in China. It is very small and easy to carry, and it has a smooth oval appearance. It was easily inserted into the officer's mouth, and the ring of fire was hung outside. The officer shuddered at the sudden change.

"Get out of the way, or I will blow your head into a rotten watermelon." Lin Rui reached out and fiddled with the grenade ring at the corner of the officer's mouth. "I just need to hook this tab and push you away. You don't have to worry about any contraband in my car, don't worry about anything."

The officer was at a loss and could not speak at all. He knows what he puts in his mouth. This kind of small grenade is very popular in Africa. Sometimes it is sold by roadside vendors, and the shape is similar to a small light bulb. It is difficult to spit it out immediately after the game enters the mouth. Although the grenade is small, if it really explodes in your mouth, it will definitely be horrible.

The soldiers around were panicked, but no one dared to move. Because the gunners on the two armored car roofs of Lin Rui and others are ready, the heavy machine guns in two sets have turned around, which makes the Niger soldiers holding AK47s unable to resist the courage.

"When we are gone, you can help him take it out. But try to be careful." Lin Rui smiled slightly, "Now open the roadblock and let us pass."

The officer was frightened and angry, but there was nothing he could do. After all, he is now under the control of others, and can only hide to one side, carefully trying to take out the grenade in his mouth. Lin Rui and others led the team away.