Non-human Gene Complex

Mogadishu is full of dilapidated low buildings, and bomb craters can be seen on the walls and the ground from time to time, as well as cremation and burning traces of grenade explosions.

Of course, you can occasionally see nice small western-style buildings or four-story hotels.

The towering walls and barbed wire fences look like military fortresses.

The vehicles on the street are very broken, and people often pass by with guns sitting in armed jeeps, all of them look indifferent, and no one dares to stop them.

When encountering this kind of armed jeep, other car owners will give way when they see it, very consciously.

Fang Moqi said: "In such a place, the people are always living in panic, and they don't know how they live."

Lan Mu didn't get along with each other, the two Chinese were too conspicuous walking on the road, especially Lan Mu was wearing a flamboyant red coat, which was even more eye-catching.

Pedestrians looked at them curiously and narrowly, as if they were looking at their foolishness and boldness who were not afraid of death.

Locals are living in danger, let alone foreigners. Foreigners who come to Soma, especially those from Europe and the United States, are generally not poor. In their impression, the Chinese who travel abroad seem to be richer, and all of them are big fat sheep.

There are many evil forces in Mogadishu, and they like to stare at these rich foreigners. If they really want to make a move, those so-called official security companies can't keep tourists at all. Of course, if you get some money to eliminate disasters, you can still save your life.

In front of the hotel is a towering iron gate, which looks like a prison, and the gatehouse next to it has an opening as a window, which is a bit like a blockhouse in China decades ago.

"Is there still a war here?" Lan Mu asked.

Fang Moqi said: "No, there has been a lot of peace in the past two years. Under the intervention of many countries, the civil war has been suppressed, and the government has been re-established for them. On the surface, they are not in a state of civil war..."

Lan Mu said: "But actually still fighting?"

"Basically, the division of forces in Mogadishu is very complicated. The government forces and the rebels trying to seize power, as well as various private armed forces like the emperor... The government does not have much power, and the law and order are in a mess. Almost every day Shooting incidents, kidnapping, murder and various crimes occur from time to time, and there are also terrorist attacks almost every month, blowing up roads and buildings, airports, and ports have all been attacked.” Fang Moqi said, and lived in with Lan Mu Hotel, they don't have any luggage, they just want a place to stay.

Sitting on the clean bed, Fang Moqi continued: "The rebels are mainly youth troops, extremely radical parties, who will do everything they can to seize power, plunder, kill, explode...they will force conscription, arrest Children join them and train them to be killing machines that turn back against their own parents and teachers."

"They constantly harass this country that wants to get out of the quagmire of war. Their existence makes this country never move forward. The constant terrorist attacks are just to declare their existence, for the so-called victory... However, they have been The people hate it, and their idea of ​​taking control of the country is impossible."

Fang Moqi didn't know how long he had been in Africa, he was very familiar with the situation here.

After understanding the situation, Lan Mu said, "There is a government here, but it is still chaotic, and the city is still in the hands of evil forces. So we are likely to be directly attacked when we go to the streets? Those private armed forces are so bold to attack foreign countries. person?"

Fang Moqi said: "They need money, as long as they have money, they can support their subordinates, buy guns and ammunition, and they can guarantee their lives like emperors."

"Hehe." Lan Mu stood up with a smile, walked out and said, "I'm taking a breath."

When he walked out of the room, he immediately transformed into a treasure hunter, remembering the location of the containment.

Taking out the Google map, he turned into a blood race and sent dozens of bats to fly over, and quickly saw the situation over there.

"So that's it. This time the containment should look like this...just as a training course."

In a castle-like building, a guy with fierce eyes practiced shooting at a very far Frisbee in the yard. He hit all the targets nearly a kilometer away without missing a single shot.

When he stopped to rest, a subordinate came over and was reporting to him, the content was exactly what happened to Lan Mu.

"Boss, there are four foreigners living in the Posaton Hotel, two of them are from Portugal, and the other two are Chinese."

The boss is sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, his skin is fairer than his subordinates, not so dark, his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, known as eagle eyes.

He looks like he is in his thirties, with a gun always on his waist.

"Is the government's security company providing protection?"

The subordinate replied: "The two Portuguese journalists invited five soldiers to protect them, but the two Chinese did not. The only armed forces were two pistols."

"Hmph, the Chinese are so cute, we have an obligation to teach them the value of life." Hawkeye sneered.

Then the opponent ordered: "Notify the five soldiers that the two Portuguese will have to pay 10,000 U.S. dollars if they want to return home safely."

"Understood." Apparently this is not the first time this has been done, with a clear expression on his hands.

"As for those two Chinese, teach them a lesson..."

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"Old Fang, let's go out for a stroll and take you to experience the feeling of containment operations. In the future, you will lead a team to contain them around the world."

Lan Mu didn't fly directly to solve the target and look for the containment.

He planned to take Fang Moqi to test out the characteristics of the contained objects step by step, and only use Fang Moqi's level of power to finally complete the containment plan.

Lan Mu's position in the organization for Lao Fang is equivalent to a task force captain, and may also serve as an instructor for Lanbai employees.

"Great! Where is the containment?" Fang Moqi said excitedly.

Lan Mu has contained many times and has already had rich experience. He said: "We have a special method to obtain the location of the contained object, but what it is exactly needs to be judged by the containment personnel. Containment is a big taboo, of course special cases are handled specially, this is not rigid..."

Lan Mu talked about his experience for Fang Moqi, and explained all the things that should be paid attention to when facing the contained objects.

Now the two first went to the approximate location of the containment, and then looked for anomalies.

This is the biggest difference between Lanbai Society's containment and CANC's containment. Lanmu can know the location of the contained object, while CANC often starts to contain it when it is aware of the abnormal phenomenon caused by the contained object and already knows what it is.

The two walked on the streets, some important streets, new roads were laid, and new buildings were painted well.

In the past two years, Soma has been relatively peaceful and has undergone weak development. There is still a difference between government and anarchy.

Perhaps the two Chinese were really conspicuous walking on the street, and many passers-by couldn't help staring at them, looking like they were watching a good show.

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly, two gunshots rang out on the street, and the women covered their faces and hurriedly took the playful children back to the house. Some street stalls and shop owners who were doing business looked in the direction of the gunshots in surprise.

Fang Moqi's muscles were tense, but Lan Mu turned his head to look leisurely.

On the window sill of a two-story building next to them, a black man in a hat was looking at them and smiling strangely, with the gun in his hand still pointing at the sky. Obviously, he was the one who fired a warning shot at the sky just now.

Just at this time, two Portuguese men were sitting in a small truck with a video camera to take pictures of the street conditions in Mogadishu.

Five security guards with guns jumped out of the back of the pick-up truck and surrounded the car, frowning and chattering at the black man who fired the gun.

Soma people speak two languages, one is Arabic, and the other is the local Soma language, which is the local dialect. Although this country was established by the fusion of many tribes, the native dialects are almost the same, basically the same language.

Lan Mu can speak Arabic, but not Soma. Although he can learn any language quickly now, how could he learn such a minority language.

However, Fang Moqi suddenly translated softly from the side: "He was asking why the gun was fired upstairs, and the people upstairs answered him, it was Hawkeye's order..."

Lan Mu was taken aback and said, "You can even speak Soma?"

Fang Moqi said calmly: "Yes, this kind of dialect is very simple."

Lan Mu found that he was really a language genius, especially good at dialect. "How many languages ​​do you know?"

"It can't be counted. I can learn the local dialect of a place when I go to a place. I have traveled all over the world for so many years, so I don't remember how many there are." Fang Moqi pretended forcefully.

"Hehe..." Lan Mu smiled.

Fang Moqi said again: "The person upstairs asked the head of the security to tell the two Portuguese to prepare 10,000 US dollars, and Hawkeye can guarantee their safe return to China."

Lan Mu looked, sure enough, the five security guards negotiated with the Portuguese almost without hesitation, obviously not wanting to confront the people upstairs.

"Gentlemen, you only need 10,000 U.S. dollars, and you will be safe in Mogadishu unless the youth army comes back," said the security guard.

The two Portuguese quit, how could it be like this? Please come here to protect yourself, but if something happens, you still have to spend a lot of money to eliminate the disaster.

The security guard showed his white teeth and smiled: "The five of us can't guarantee your safety. If Hawkeye insists on kidnapping you, our five lives are not enough to kill us in a gunfight..."

The Portuguese said angrily: "Aren't you from the government? Didn't you say that you will guarantee our safety?"

The security guard said: "It will be guaranteed, but if Hawkeye wants to take you down, our guarantee is only to send you to death. It is not good for anyone to die in the hail of bullets. I personally suggest spending 10,000 US dollars. If the two gentlemen insist on not paying the money , according to the treaty, we will do our best, but I am very responsible to say that the possibility of the two of you surviving in the end is almost zero."

The Portuguese was frightened and asked, "Who the hell is Hawkeye?"

"There is a saying: Soma belongs to the government, but Mogadishu belongs to the eagle eye." The security guards said.

In the end, the Portuguese compromised, and there was no way not to compromise. Although these security guards would protect them when they fought, who could be sure that they would not be shot?

The two honestly handed over 10,000 US dollars, which is more than 9,000 euros, which almost used up all their spare funds.

Lan Mu and Fang Moqi shook their heads secretly, what kind of shit security company is a trap.

Hawkeye is the local emperor of this city, and hiring people from the security company is at best an extra negotiating qualification.

It's called 'our company can save your life'.

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