I work as a mercenary in northern Myanmar

Two days later, at the Panlani Hotel in Nairobi, the capital of Kenya.

Chen Chen and his party have successfully arrived in Kenya as planned. Because of Xia Xing's special care, there was no problem with their identities at all.

Get off the plane, clear customs, leave the airport, find the receptionist, return to the hotel as a tourist, use the satellite phone to contact the rear, rest, hang out, and wait.

All the processes were so smooth that at one moment, Chen Chen really thought he was a tourist coming to watch the great migration of animals.

Of course, at this time in August, Kenya’s great animal migration is indeed at its peak, and there are many Asian faces flying over like them.

Even in the hotel where they stayed, there were several groups of tourists from the north who came with the group.

These people greeted Chen Chen and his party very enthusiastically. They probably thought that these dark-skinned "compatriots from the north" were free-traveling backpackers, but they never thought that what these four people were going to do would be destined to have consequences in the future. One day, it will be on the news that they watch every day.

Sitting on the balcony of the hotel room, Chen Chen drank a sugar-free fruit drink and said with some emotion:

"Now our long-distance travel has become easier and easier."

"More than ten hours ago, we were in Syria, surrounded by gunfire and explosions. We might have died there."

"More than ten hours later, we were actually sitting in the lobby of a five-star hotel, drinking drinks and watching the sunset. The biggest danger may be the poisonous insects that got into the room in the middle of the night."

"That said, it's quite touching."

"Perhaps in the eyes of most people, this is the life of a real mercenary?"

After Chen Chen finished speaking, Pingchuan laughed first.

Everyone looked at him, but he shook his head and said:

"How can a mercenary be that easy?"

"Look at me, I've been working for decades, but in the end I'm just a bad old man."

"It's still of some use now. In a few years, my physical strength won't be able to keep up, and I will have no choice but to go back and retire."

"You can transform into a killer."

Lin He said something coldly, and before Pingchuan could reply, Chen Chen rolled his eyes and said:

"Your speech is too elementary. Your bonus will be deducted."

"Some mercenaries, some killers, some spies. I've watched too many American movies."

"In my memory, the profession of killer has almost disappeared."

"Think about it for yourself, how long has it been since you saw news that a certain political figure was assassinated by a killer?"

"Either he was hit by a car, died in the hospital, or was blown up by a missile. The most likely scenario is that he was assassinated and died of poisoning."

"But if you really pursue the case, the person who poisoned him might have been a layer of metal thallium mixed with lubricating oil that was pre-coated on the BYT bought by his gardener who was having an affair with his wife."

"You think, can a person who does such a thing be called a killer?"

"They are serious technicians and intelligence personnel. They just do some dirty work when needed."

After Chen Chen finished speaking, Lin He nodded thoughtfully, but then asked:

"So the killer actually has a large range."

"In that case, does DEVGRU count as a killer?"

"Forget it. They should be the strongest killers in the world."

Chen Chen sighed, then waved his hands and said:

"Let's not talk about this anymore. How is the progress in Mogadishu?"

"The stuff has docked in Somalia, and it is expected to take another two days to reach Mogadishu, and another day from Mogadishu to the border."

"In other words, we have three days to prepare."

Li Bang casually observed the movements of other tourists around him and answered in a slightly lowered voice.

He wasn't worried about being eavesdropped. After all, their suite was on the top floor completely independent of other rooms.

The reason for lowering the volume is essentially a habit.

"3 days. From Nairobi to near Elewak, a distance of 650 kilometers."

"The good news is, there's a direct road."

"The bad news is that roads are only dirt roads and security in northeastern Kenya is not good."

"Tribal conflicts are quite frequent there, especially near Marsabit, where there are small-scale armed conflicts at every turn."

"And we didn't have any weapons until we got to Elewak - we had to find a security team to take us there."

"I think so too."

Li Bang nodded immediately and then said:

"If we rent a car ourselves, the road is unfamiliar to us. Secondly, we may also encounter various reviews during the process. There is too much uncertainty."

“Instead, we need to find a professional team to ensure the highest timeliness.”

"Let Xia Xing handle it? Or should we do it ourselves?"

After Chen Chen thought for a moment, he replied:

"Do it yourself."

"Now that our identity is fully established, any unnecessary external intervention will easily reveal flaws."

"All subsequent actions are best done independently by ourselves."

"Lin He, you went to the tour guides from the northern tour group to find out where to find a reliable security team. They said we were going to the northeast to see the primitive tribes, and the trip lasted three days."

"The price can be relaxed, but it shouldn't be too eye-catching, do you understand?"

"Understood, I know."

Lin He nodded immediately, while Chen Chen continued:

"Once we reach Elewak, we are bound to be exposed to security personnel, which is a big problem."

"Whether it's just disappearing or holding security personnel hostage, it's not the best choice for us."

"How's it going? What do you think?"

After Chen Chen finished speaking, Pingchuan on the side immediately raised his hand and replied:

"Putting it to those in Somalia is the only way."

"Armed conflicts often occur on the border between Kenya and Somalia, and Al-Shabaab in Somalia has caused many kidnappings."

"This time the blame just falls on their heads - they are the ones who transported the things anyway, so it makes sense logically."

"To be honest, if I had any other choice, I really wouldn't want to have anything to do with Al-Shabaab."

Chen Chen frowned tightly, and then said:

"The things that al-Shabaab in Somalia has done are really terrible."

"It can even be said that compared to ISIS, they are a terrorist organization with a purer bloodline."

"It goes against my principles to hang out with them."

"I don't know how Maozi found them - if this operation is exposed, it will become a stain that we can never wash away."

".really."

Pingchuan nodded slowly and replied:

"Associating with them is not an option, but the hard part is that it should be our best option."

"Except for them, there are very few organizations that have the ability and no one who dares to help us transport that kind of stuff to Kenya, and no one will not ask about the identity of the employer."

“Big deal”

Having said this, Pingchuan made a gesture of wiping his neck, and then said:

"According to the backup plan, don't trade, just grab it from them - they don't know who the real employer is anyway."

"Why does this technique sound so familiar to me?"

A slightly bitter smile appeared on Chen Chen's face. At this moment, he deeply understood the helplessness of "having to shoot when the arrow is on the string".

In other words, this is the helplessness caused by the contradiction between "correctness" and "greater correctness".

It is certainly right to firmly oppose JDism, confront all terrorists, and fight until death.

However, they transported missiles to Sudan, launched an attack on the Eisenhower, put pressure on the US fleet, introduced more complex forces to muddy the waters, and forced the United States and NATO to withdraw from Syria, thereby trying to lay the foundation for regional peace and even further change it. With the chaotic situation in the Middle East, isn’t this right?

The paradox is that in order to achieve the second goal, the principles of the first goal must be violated.

Such a choice is actually not easy to make.

Because once the bottom line is exceeded, it will be like Yiping who went to the ballroom to dance, and will fall endlessly.

By then, it’s really hard to say whether the Dongfeng Corps will still be the Dongfeng Corps.

And, from another perspective, the success of the Dongfeng Corps was originally based on an absolute and unbreakable bottom line.

Once this cooperation with Al-Shabaab becomes an established fact, it will be difficult for him to explain it, even to Xiaoyu.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen even had the idea of ​​stopping the action, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally sighed and said:

"Forget it, we're not the only ones doing this."

"After the missile reaches Sudan, Maozi will still use AQTN. No matter what, we are all just grasshoppers in the same boat."

"If we don't do it, they will have no leverage, and this cooperation will be impossible to achieve."

"At this point, whether it's a fly or a grasshopper in your mouth, you have to grit your teeth and swallow it."

"Do as you say. After arriving at the border, hand the people over to Al-Shabaab first, and then let them release them after the mission is over."

"If they are unwilling to release it or ask for additional ransom."

"Then don't blame us for burning bridges."

"clear."

Pingchuan nodded slowly.

He understood Chen Chen's inner struggle at this time, and he could indeed understand this struggle.

Looking at Chen Chen's expression, he didn't say anything more, but patted the other person's shoulder with his hand.

At this moment, the relationship between them was no longer that of team leader and team member, but like the first time they met, it changed back to the relationship of elder and junior.

"There are many choices in this world that you have to make."

"You kid, your life has always been so smooth."

"Fighting from Pubei, fighting through all the way, I have never encountered a problem that cannot be solved with your ability."

"It can even be said that you have never encountered a real dilemma."

"This situation is dangerous - more dangerous than you think."

"This time, let's treat it as a test."

"To say the least, the Americans themselves don't know how many weapons they have sold to those JD organizations."

"To defeat them, at some point, you have to become like them, understand?"

"clear."

Chen Chen replied solemnly.

The look on his face was still heavy, but an idea had vaguely emerged in his heart:

Maozi may not be a good ally.

If this attack can really succeed, if the situation in Syria can really be stabilized

So after the United States, the conflict of interests between the North and Russia in Syria may continue in other forms.

Meanwhile, in Mogadishu.

At an Arabic tea stall outside Nadir's residence, a "distinctive" black man was sitting in a corner, drinking black tea with sugar, while observing the gate of the house in the distance intentionally or unintentionally.

This was his mission.

Keep an eye on the stronghold of the core leaders of the Youth Party and report to his superiors all abnormal conditions that occurred there.

This was not a difficult job. Most of the time, he just needed to sit and drink tea and chat like he was doing now, and then write a report after returning to his residence.

The work was easy, and he did it well.

From the fear, tension, and discomfort when he first arrived in Mogadishu to the current proficiency, it can even be said that he has completely integrated into the ease and naturalness of local life. It only took him three months.

In theory, he has fully adapted to all the work content and should not have any "emotional" reactions.

But in fact, he was obviously a little nervous today.

And the reason is also very simple-something big is going to happen.

Just a few days ago, one of his important targets, Nadir, a key figure in the Somali Youth Party and a recognized candidate for the next leader, appeared in Mogadishu, in the base he had been following for three months.

He didn't know why Nadir came here, let alone whether he was planning an important operation, but he knew that as long as he appeared, it would bring countless deaths and turmoil.

So, as soon as he found Nadir's whereabouts, he immediately reported to his superiors.

This report did not receive a timely response, and he even thought that the intelligence was too low in importance, so that his superiors did not take it seriously at all.

But just last night, he finally received an order from his superiors.

The order was very simple, but the content inside was like a thunderclap.

"Continue to monitor and cooperate with DEVGRU to carry out the decapitation operation."

He fully understood the meaning of this order.

After many years, the special forces from that country are finally going to step into Mogadishu, a land that once made them pay a heavy price.

What will be the result this time?

Will the executors of justice achieve an overwhelming victory, or will the advocates of evil drag their enemies into the quagmire again?

He thought about it for a whole night, but he couldn't guess the possible answer.

Fortunately, the answer is about to be revealed.

Because at this time, Nadir's figure has appeared at the door of the house.

He stood up and left the tea stall, then gently gathered his collar and said:

"The target has appeared."

"It's time to act."