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Looking out of the window at the scattered night scene of Sudan's capital, Gu Ren's gaze was like a torch.

He took out his mobile phone and called Barney in the United States.

beep beep... beep beep... beep beep...

"No one answered?" Gu Ren looked at the screen suspiciously. The number showed that there was no answer. After thinking about it, he turned his head and called Thor.

This time, someone picked it up quickly.

Gu Ren asked directly: "Hey Thor, why can't the captain get through?"

Thor, who was wiping the glass in the boiling bar, with his mobile phone on his shoulder, asked curiously: "Barney? He came over to me yesterday and told me that there was something to deal with. The mobile phone may not be able to get through for a few days. What? Your side Is something wrong?"

"I have a mission here. If the captain is not here, then forget it."

The death squad usually takes the responsibility of the captain Barney. Since he is not there now, Gu Ren can't call the shots and ask the death squad to come and help.

Thor frowned: "Mission? What mission?"

"A mission in Africa."

"That group of mercenaries you asked me about last time?"

"almost."

It's not easy for Gu Ren to tell Thor directly what the mission is this time, after all, this mission is related to Long Xiaoyun and the others.

Thor said: "If you need it, I can give you some help here, but I'm afraid I can't if you need someone. You know the rules of the Death Squad."

"I understand, I will contact you if necessary." Gu Ren smiled, he naturally knew the rules of the Death Squad, and the team members could not accept tasks on behalf of the Death Squad in private.

"When the captain comes back later, I will tell him about it."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Ren looked at the address book on the phone, hesitated for a while, and called Brian who was working in Ossos.

Judging from the movie, there are a lot of enemies this time. In addition to Dad's mercenary group, there are also Red Scarf Army. Even if these people's combat effectiveness is average, but the number of them is large, and there is a professional mercenary command like Dad, as long as the fire suppression is formed, it will be difficult for him to lead Dr. Chen out of the encirclement.

For the current plan, we can only recruit as many trustworthy helpers as possible.

...

Early the next morning.

Gu Ren came out of the elevator carrying a small black bag.

As soon as I arrived at the lobby, the front desk lady stepped forward and said, "Sir, your car has been arranged."

As a customer of the hotel suite, the hotel will provide a car rental service.

"Yeah." Gu Ren smiled politely, followed the little black girl at the front desk to the gate of the Labuda Hotel, and saw a black Chevrolet commercial vehicle parked beside it.

A strong-looking black guy was standing next to the car. When he saw the girl and Gu Ren coming out, he immediately said enthusiastically, "Hi sir, my name is Bruce. It's a pleasure to serve you."

"Hi Bru." When Gu Ren shook hands with the young man, he suddenly noticed that the other's eyes had been staring at the small black backpack in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Then let's go, this is I came to Sudan for the first time, and I was thinking of taking a good look at the scenery here."

"Of course no problem sir, I will show you the best scenery in our Sudan.

"

The black guy smiled, and under the sunlight in the morning, he showed two rows of teeth that looked very white.

Immediately, the two got into the car, and Bruce turned around and asked, "Sir, do you want to go there first?"

Gu Ren said: "You are a local, it's up to you to decide."

Bruce thought for a while and said, "Then how about we go to the National Museum first, sir? It is the largest and oldest museum in Sudan. It contains ancient cultural relics from the ancient Stone Age to the seventh century Sudan."

"Sounds very good, let's go to the museum first."

Gu Ren nodded. He didn't know anything about the country of Sudan. Although he had read a little introduction before coming here, it was more about geography, and he didn't pay much attention to the humanities and culture here.

"OK!"

Bruce turned the key, started the engine, the car hummed, and slowly drove out of the square in front of the hotel, heading straight for the National Museum two kilometers away.

When the car drifted away, by the flower bed in the corner of the hotel, a black man in a short-sleeved T-shirt watched the car go away, and immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "Bru and the others are leaving! He will contact you at that time. That meets."

...

Two hours later, at around noon, Gu Ren stepped out from the gate of the National Museum, shaking his head as he walked.

This museum is really shabby enough. It is hard to imagine a national museum. The scale of the building is only the size of a general university library. There are a lot of collections in it, but most of them are pottery products. Tao's craftsmanship is also bad enough.

Anyway, Gu Ren felt that even a teenager could burn a pottery that looked better than the ones in the collection. As for why the Sudanese Museum collected these, maybe this is art!

Blu called after him, "Sir, do we want to find a restaurant for something to eat?"

"Is there anything to eat nearby?" Gu Ren glanced around. On the streets near the National Museum, there are quite a few shops, but most of them sell handmade souvenirs.

Bruce's eyes lit up and he said, "I know a restaurant! It's the best restaurant in Sudan."

"where?"

"It's a bit far away, maybe half an hour's drive, but I promise, it's the best restaurant in Sudan!" After a morning's contact, Bruce also had a simple understanding of Gu Ren, which was regarded as Know this is a rich man who has money and doesn't care.

"Have you got to drive for half an hour?"

Gu Ren pretended to show a look of hesitation, which made Bulu very anxious, just when he was about to continue bragging about how delicious the restaurant he was talking about, Gu Ren shook his head and said: "Forget it, just go to the restaurant nearby." Let's get something to eat. I have to hurry up and go to the slums in the afternoon."

"Go...to the slums!"

When he was still annoyed that Gu Ren would not go to the restaurant he mentioned before, when he suddenly heard that he was going to the chaotic slums in the afternoon, Bruce almost cried out excitedly on the spot, suppressing the excitement in his heart, tremblingly said: "First . . . sir, are you going to the slum this afternoon?"

"Well, I have something to deal with over there. Let's not talk about it. Find a place to eat quickly. I'm almost starving to death."

As Gu Ren said that, he walked quickly onto the commercial vehicle, and Bulu picked up his phone and sent a text message, and followed him quickly.

…

Soon, the lunch was over, and the two drove straight to the eastern part of Sudan.

The Eastern District is the largest slum in Sudan, where more than 30,000 poor people with an annual income of less than one hundred dollars live. Their daily expenses, as well as education, medical care, and sanitation, all rely on international aid.

Although countries around the world have brought aid funds and programs such as education and medical care, the people who live here still live a life that is worse than death. Often, after eating the last meal, there is no next meal, and they can only lie in the dilapidated tent and wait for the next assistance from the United Nations.

Looking at the blockade line made up of wooden planks and barbed wire, Gu Ren frowned and said, "Is it coming soon?"

"Yes, sir. After passing the front blockade, you will reach the East District. A terrible virus has recently appeared there. The government army has blocked the entire slum."

Blue continues to act as an honest driver.

Blocked? Gu Ren asked, "Can I go in?"

Bruce said: "Of course, the blockade is only for the poor inside the blockade. Generally, foreigners like you, sir, can come and go freely."

Soon, the car was at the blockade of the slums.

At this time, two government soldiers with AKs in their hands came to the side of the car. After speaking a few words with the other party in the local language, Bruce turned his head and said, "Sir, the other party wants us to buy masks, otherwise we are not allowed to enter."

"Ask him how much it is." Gu Ren said as he took out his wallet from his pocket and pulled out a ten-dollar bill.

Bruce looked greedily at the thick wallet, turned around and chatted with the government soldier, and said, "The other party said five dollars each!"

"Five dollars a mask? Hehe, it's really expensive." Gu Ren smiled, and handed ten dollars to Bruce, and asked him to hand it over to the government soldier.

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