The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

Africa, Gambia.

Gambia is located in West Africa, bordering the Atlantic Ocean to the west. It is one of the least developed countries in the world. It mainly relies on agriculture such as planting peanuts, corn and tourism as its source of income.The Gambia has a land area of ​​just over 1 square kilometers and a population of about 180 million. The country's military force is the government's national army, with a total of about 1000 people including the navy. It is an Islamic country full of civil strife.

The civil strife is mainly due to the hatred and vendetta among various races. This small country has hundreds of large and small races and tribes, mainly including the Mandingo, Fula, Wolof, Jura and Serahuri.Interracial hatred makes this Islamic country full of violence and fighting. They carry out jihad, and jihad between Islam and Islam.

The poorer you are, the more chaotic you are. After entering Gambia, the lurkers were attacked by armed forces from unknown factions several times.These armed forces range from dozens of people to as few as seven or eight, with AK-47s in their hands, and there are even many underage children.

When they saw the weapons in the lurkers' hands, they all chose to retreat. They were violent, but they were not stupid. They knew what kind of people they could provoke and who they couldn't.

A group of lurkers entered a small village in Brikama, south of the Gambian capital Banjul.The village is small, less than a thousand square meters, and relies on cotton planting and fishing for a living.But this village is home to the most lethargic violence in all of Gambia.They are very poor, and some families only have a pair of trousers. The reason is that the poor corn they planted is taken away by the ruffian in the village, and they are only given a small amount of money to keep them alive.

When Zhao Ziyang and his party entered the village, the residents of the village looked at them one after another, but quickly closed their doors tightly and hid at home to peep.This is not a tourist area, and there are very few foreigners, let alone fully armed foreigners with guns and ammunition.

However, some children were not afraid of Zhao Ziyang and the others. These children with wide-open eyes and bellies swollen from hunger would timidly walk up to them and stretch out their hands.

They are hungry and want food.

Seeing this scene, Angel's heart softened, and she reached out and took out a handful of compressed biscuits and chocolates from her backpack, but Zhao Ziyang stopped her from doing so.

Zhao Ziyang held a piece of chocolate in his hand and shook it in front of the child's eyes. He knew how much such a piece of chocolate would tempt the hungry child.

The child fixed his eyes on the chocolate in front of him, swallowed hard, and then looked at Zhao Ziyang, his face full of longing.

The child knew that if he wanted to get this piece of chocolate, he had to do things for the person in front of him. Everyone in the village was like this, and they had to do things to exchange food.

"I have chocolate." Zhao Ziyang half-bent down and tore open the chocolate, fanned the scent of chocolate into the child's nostrils and said to him: "I not only have chocolate, I also have a lot of biscuits and bread, by the way , and dollars.”

Next to him, Swart took out a $10 bill and waved it in front of the child.

Ten dollars here is enough for a family to eat for half a month. The temptation of dollars is very big, and the temptation of chocolate is also very big.

"Here you are." Zhao Ziyang handed the chocolate to the child.

The child who grabbed the chocolate looked at Zhao Ziyang with timid eyes, swallowed the chocolate in one gulp, and then showed longing eyes again.

"Hahahaha..." Zhao Ziyang laughed loudly, raised the compressed biscuits and chocolates in his hands to those who were hiding at home, and said, "I have chocolates, biscuits, and dollars, if you want..."

After hesitating for a while, those adults who were hiding at home slowly came out and surrounded Zhao Ziyang and his party.There is nothing more attractive to them than food and money. If they are given a choice, they will choose food without hesitation.

Swart, Omo, Dao Feng and the others immediately formed a circle outward, pointing their guns at the villagers who surrounded them.These villagers will definitely do looting when they are hungry, and guns are the biggest threat to them.

Seeing the guns pointed at them, most of the villagers dispersed abruptly and shut themselves tightly at home again, but there were also a small number of brave ones who did not escape.Their green eyes showed that they were too hungry to eat even if they were shot to death immediately.

"Whoever can find the most powerful person in your village will own this biscuit." Zhao Ziyang tore a compressed biscuit to let the smell out.

With a bang, the remaining villagers immediately ran desperately towards the north of the village.

"Tch, Zhao Ziyang, you're going to deceive people. Compressed biscuits are not delicious at all." The little wild cat pouted, expressing dissatisfaction and indignation at Zhao Ziyang's tempting people with compressed biscuits.

This little wild cat has always claimed that he saved Zhao Ziyang's life, and he depends on Zhao Ziyang for life and death. He evacuated from Afghanistan to Africa with the lurkers, and had a lot of fun along the way.Although Angel did not approve her to become a lurker mercenary, this little wild cat would be intimidating to everyone in the regiment, and the hidden weapon in his hand was more powerful than a gun.

"But it's a delicacy for them." Zhao Ziyang said to himself, watching a group of people rushing over from the north of the village.

There were about [-] or [-] of these people, all with guns in their hands, and they ran towards Zhao Ziyang and the others, led by a young black man wearing sweatpants and leather shoes on his lower body and a ragged suit on his upper body.

"Outsiders, this is my territory. What are you doing here?" The leading black man put his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants, raised his head and looked proud.

Behind him, those black men raised their rifles to Zhao Ziyang and the others.

"Hahaha..." The little wild cat laughed out loud when he saw the other party's nondescript fashionable clothes.

This smile attracted the attention of the black leader, and then his eyes lit up, with an obscene expression on his face.He glanced at Angel and the little wild cat one by one with his eyes, showing a cannibalistic expression in his eyes.But when he saw the six-barreled heavy machine gun in Omo's hand, he chose to withdraw his gaze. He still knew whether the opponent was powerful or not.

"You," Zhao Ziyang pointed at the black leader and said in an unquestionable tone, "do something for me!"

Hearing this, the black leader laughed loudly. He took out half of a low-quality cigar from his pocket, put it on his mouth, and said to Zhao Ziyang, "Why do you ask me to help you? The Taiwanese give me one hundred dollars a month. I can smoke a cigar every day, why do you ask me to do things for you?"

The Gambia is largely dependent on Taiwan, including their naval warships are donated by Taiwan, and Taiwan will also give them money.The Taiwanese set up factories and mines here, monopolizing the cotton industry and mines, and using Gambia's extremely cheap labor.

The reason is that Gambia established diplomatic relations with Taiwan on July 95, 7. One week after the establishment of diplomatic relations with Taiwan, China announced the termination of diplomatic relations with Gambia.

There are many reasons for this, the most important of which is that Taiwan can give them money.As for the deeper reason, it is not known, perhaps it is a different political transaction conducted by Taiwan.

Hearing this sentence, everyone laughed.

"Swart." Zhao Ziyang called Swart.

While smiling, Swart took out two hundred-dollar bills and handed them to Zhao Ziyang, and patted the pocket of the black leader, indicating that there were still many inside.

The black man's eyes were shining with greed, and he threw half a low-quality cigar on the ground.

"Here are two hundred." Zhao Ziyang left the two banknotes on the ground casually, and said to the black leader who was kneeling down to pick up the money: "Start working immediately."

The black leader who got the two hundred dollars showed a smile on his face. He looked left and right at the bill, and after confirming that it was real, he put the bill in his underwear and waved his hand to signal his subordinates to put down the gun.

"Boss, what can I do for you?" The black leader looked respectful.

Now he doesn't even look at the two attractive beauties, Angel and Little Wild Cat. Women are worthless compared to money.The boss in front of him was much more generous than the Taiwanese, and told him to immediately throw away his old boss and choose to follow his new boss.

"Very good." Zhao Ziyang nodded to the black leader and said, "Gather all of you who can fight together."

The black leader who got the order started to work immediately. He took dozens of people under his command and quickly swept up the village. All the men were found out. There are as many as 200 people, including the elderly and children. .

Facing the villagers, he looked ferocious. When facing Zhao Ziyang, the God of Wealth, the black leader became extremely humble.

"Boss, everyone is here." The black leader nodded and bowed, letting Zhao Ziyang take a look.

There are about 200 people, half of which are old people and children.But it doesn't matter, as long as a man is born here, he is a warrior.

Dao Feng handed a suitcase to Zhao Ziyang, and left a big bag on his body on the ground, which looked heavy.

With a "snap", Zhao Ziyang opened the suitcase, revealing piles of dollars inside the suitcase.These dollars are all ten yuan a piece, and every one hundred pieces are stacked, and such a large box is only about one hundred thousand dollars.

The originally restless villagers immediately became quiet when they saw so many dazzling dollars, and their eyes all radiated longing light.

The strap on the top of the big bag was also untied, and the black bread inside rolled out along the mouth of the bag, igniting the villagers' thirst to the extreme.

"Do you know how to fight?" Zhao Ziyang asked loudly.

This sentence is actually nonsense, these people will fight as long as they can hold a gun.Armed factions fight armed factions, race fights races, as long as the men fight.

"Listen." Zhao Ziyang took out a stack of US dollars and said to the villagers in front of him: "Just do something for me, ten dollars per person plus a piece of black bread."

The villagers became quiet, not because they were unwilling, but because they waited for Zhao Ziyang to speak and let them do things, so that they could get ten dollars and a piece of black bread as soon as possible.Not to mention ten dollars, even if there is only a piece of black bread that can't be eaten, they are willing to do it.

Some women opened the doors of their homes and stood in the line, and more women came out of their homes to stand in the line. In a short period of time, all women, children, old and young in the entire village who could hold weapons stood in the line.

"Very good." Zhao Ziyang nodded, turned his head and took out a US dollar bill and handed it to the black leader and asked, "Is there a Taiwanese here?"

The black man who got the money again nodded vigorously, pointed to the east of the village and said, "There is a factory there, and there are Taiwanese in the factory."

"Very good." Zhao Ziyang showed a smile on his face, and he said loudly to the villagers: "There is a Taiwanese factory in the east, go and kill all the people in it, and then come back to get your money and bread."

The crowd rioted in an instant, and they rushed towards the east one after another, even running towards the Taiwanese factory in the east without even taking the wooden stick.

"Kill all, get bread! Kill all, get bread!..."

The slogan sounded from the rioting crowd, and they had only one thought in their minds: kill them all, and if they kill them all, they will receive bread!