Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Smith is an ordinary oil and gas field engineer who was assigned to Mogadishu, the capital, because of an agreement between Exon Mei and Somali authorities for the development of oil fields valued at $30 billion.

Although he had prepared a wide range of preparations before he came here, the level of failure here ultimately exceeded his expectations.

He has seen in the tourist magazine that it was called White Pearls in the Indian Ocean before the civil war.

And now, some historic buildings are left with blanket walls, clear bullets on walls, big section of the road pits, and almost no greening of the entire city. Only one mouth will eat a belly sand.

It’s not just green.

Because of the particular culture on the ground, there are no bars, and alcohol is also punishable by whipping.

Although their high tubes have managed to help them gain the privilege of drinking without whipping, this privilege is confined to staff accommodation and the amount and quantity of the supplies are quite limited, and it is indeed impossible to be happy.

As a result, the only entertainment for these outside staff assigned here is the purchase of an updated newspaper, sitting in a café near the company’s location, consumed air conditioning that the local population could not consume, drained coffee at a dollar price and tortured the noon time.

It doesn’t matter anymore.

Whether it’s BBC or flowering Young Master, it’s just words, because livelihood here is really boring.

As usual, Smith came to the coffee room and ordered a black coffee that could drink for the afternoon, and then sat with the newspaper in a safer position far from the window.

Just as he was preparing to begin the repatriation of today’s reading newspaper, he was stuck in a moment.

Elwager! The regular Somali army has won all!

what about the hell?

Funny’s Day?

No, there’s a little half a year.

At a moment when I saw the first article in the newspaper, Smith’s first reaction was definitely wrong.

He was well aware that even if he had been trained by national military officers, fighting continued to be quite barbaric and could be said to have converted rifles into flash lance, without any breach or feeling of peace.

By contrast, the enemies they face are pirates that cause the world’s ZF to suffer headaches, and the demons who have survived the bloody and fire phase-out and test for more than a decade.

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the face of such enemies, let alone them say that even if the American Navy’s carriers are invited to come, they will not be completely eliminated, let alone the Somali Army, which has been unable to reach out to several tanks.

With unbelievable emotions, he looked down in the newspaper, but this looked unimportant, and he was stuck on the newspaper’s diagram.

To be precise, that’s four groups of photographs.

Two of these groups are a “black coffin“ hanging out of a parachute, probably through some kind of professional remote photography equipment.

Two other photographs were taken from the perspective of the drone fleet that was flying out of that black coffin, as well as the smoke flowing from an ammunition depot hidden behind the hills.

How can these equipment be seen at a moment when Smith’s heart can be determined that the Somali authorities must have received external assistance.

Aboriginal people in East Africa may not have seen anything without a captain, and they may not even have large high-tech equipment loaded by the United States Army.

Indeed, when he reads it downwards, the answer will soon be found from that word.

“WITH THE SUPPORT OF THE CHINESE SIDE, THE SOMALI ZF FORCES LAUNCHED THE LARGEST OFFENSIVE IN THE AREA OCCUPIED BY ARMED ELEMENTS IN ERWAG THIS YEAR, SENDING AT LEAST 100 AERIAL BOMBS TO THE BATTLEFIELD ON THE PART OF CHINA, DESTROYING MORE THAN TWENTY PARTS OF THE AMMUNITION DEPOT AND MORE THAN A DOZEN ARMED ELEMENTS CONTROL POSTS.”

“AT THE SAME TIME, THE PRESS LEARNED THAT A SMALL DRONE, SUSPECTED OF BEING CONTROLLED BY AI, AUTOMATICALLY IDENTIFYING AND ATTACKING ARMED ELEMENTS, WAS INVESTED IN THE FIGHT AGAINST CHINA. THIS DRONE AND DEEP CITY’S RECENT PROMOTION OF THE HUMAN DRAINAGE IS VERY SIMILAR IN SHAPE, AND IT IS NOT YET CLEAR WHETHER IT COMES FROM THE SAME ENTERPRISE…”

“At present, the battlefield has shifted from an open area to an alley battlefield where several armed elements have been killed. According to the Somali authorities press spokesperson, the armed forces active on the ground have been unable to maintain control over the area and the ZF are recovering villages and towns previously controlled by armed elements. It is expected that this dong riot will continue until the end of the year, and this bulletin reminds foreign workers working on the ground of safety.”

“In addition, the press has consulted the military base of the United States military in the Ethiopian region and asked more about the air strike. At present, however, the head of the military base, not at all, disclosed the type of aircraft involved in the aerial attack and where it came from, and refused to respond to more detailed elements.”

“God.”

The Americans are helping China keep it secret?

The sun came out of the west!

Smith will, in any event, not believe that the American army will hold the guards of the Chinese for weapons that launch air strikes, such as bottles and so on. If they know, they must hate the whole world as well.

that’s to say, there’s only one possibility…

So far, they have not found enough evidence to prove who the air strike was launched and where it came from.

Just as the appearance on his face gradually evolved from suspicion to unbelievable, the voices of several other foreign employees who spoke loudly.

Very coincidently, what they’re talking about and what he just doesn’t expect to suspect in life is the same thing.

“HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEWS YESTERDAY? DO THE SOMALI ZF WIN?”

“Do you still need to see? We’re talking about it today! Many say that China uses some kind of terrifying secret weapon. I heard our resident bodyguards say that his nephew, who served in the field, was involved in that battle, and that they had been prepared to fight with armed elements for death, and that he had taken the corpse to those armed elements after he had gone in.”

Speaking of, the man with a crap on his chin can’t stop beating his tongue, as if he was the relative of that battle, he kissed him with a heavy mouth.

“You don’t want to see that picture… just like hell.”

“What do you think that secret weapon might be?”

“I don’t know, but many people say it’s orbital weapons… if it’s a fighter or a bomber, it’s impossible to fly so far, and it’s impossible to escape radar from the United States military base!”

Listen to the discussion of a few foreign employees behind the back, Smith was in silence, and it took a long time to get out of his mouth.

“It’s insane.”

Orbital weapons?

Full escape from the United States Army radar?

This is ridiculous!

WHY DON’T YOU JUST SAY THAT SOMALIA’S ZF, WITH THE HELP OF THE ALIENS, GOT A BIG POEM?

After reading the paper in his hand, Smith had already drank the last little coffee in the cup earlier and left it to the waiter for a dollar fee to stand from his seat.

The street is celebrated everywhere, and local people are gathered in groups of three or four, like celebrating and welcoming.

For this dying city, this screen is as unrealistic as it comes from another world.

While curious about what happened, Smith didn’t dare to get to the local people because his skin was really too hard for the local people to be considered fat sheep.

In the next few days, something weird happened.

First, they moved a Chinese architectural company next door, and soon moved a petroleum company, and then imported and exported trade companies.

Later, there was an increasing number of Chinese faces, slowly opening up supermarkets, clothing stores, even licensed bars.

Yeah, it’s a bar.

It envies Smith’s eyes.

虽然他们的高管也曾尝试过买通当地官员，看看能不能想法子开一间美式酒吧来娱乐一下他们的员工，然而那些官员们收钱的时候满口答应，但等他们准备把酒吧开起来的时候，瞬间就翻脸不认人了。

Nor did they know what the Chinese people bought them, so they left them behind in principle.

Interestingly, however, those Chinese workers don’t seem to be interested in this kind of thing at the bar, and only those American and European employees who work for the Shell, the Exon American company.

This naturally includes Smith himself.

Though jealous, alcohol is fine.

But then there was something that upset Smith. One day, he suddenly found that those Chinese people sold their wine was twice as expensive as the price they sold to their employees.

And when he questioned the bartender, there was only one word of “exchange rate reasons”, and there was no more explanation.

This is a clear slaughter!

Though not in the heart, Smith can only bite his teeth.

There’s no way. Who wants this one?

Thanks to these Chinese people who were taken up by the local people, even though they didn’t like him, at least he had more fun in his livelihood, and no more coffee reading like Old Codger.

In the next week, the situation became more interesting.

The nearby Chinese face is growing, and it turns into a Tang Street.

SUBSEQUENTLY, SMITH LEARNED FROM SEVERAL BRITISH OIL WORKERS THAT THE CHINESE CONSTRUCTION COMPANIES WERE PREPARING TO SEND AN ENGINEERING TEAM TO THE ERWAG AREA TO REBUILD THE CITIES RECOVERED BY THE ZAF ARMY.

Now, Smith is becoming increasingly certain that the Somali authorities must have entered into some kind of unspeakable transaction with the Chinese side, contracting all of that sector’s reconstruction to those Chinese.

But Smith still doesn’t understand.

Is there anything worthwhile there besides rocks and sands?

There is

no point in bringing order to the fairies and camels.

And frankly, a chaotic Somalia can at least help the world to stabilize the depletion of an excess section of armaments and feed at least 20,000 dependent families.

When he was drinking at the bar yesterday, he also heard complaints from a familiar arms dealer who robbed their jobs by construction workers in China, and that several arms giants, such as Lockheid Martin, had suffered a sharp reduction in their remuneration, and now they had to abandon the “market” that could not easily be opened to the more dangerous regions of Central Africa.

And when they talk about it, they look excited about rays of light, like a sixteenth century sailor.

The food crisis is said to have erupted there, and tribal and warlord warlords continue to fight.

Although they are not as “rich” as Somali pirates, there are still diamonds, gold mines and oil that have not been exploited, and every inch of the land there is filled with the smell of corrupt meat – or the smell of bills.

Before the Chinese have opened up the market there, they can make a big deal while they’re there.

Drink up, and the arms dealer with his face fell asleep.

Smith didn’t disturb his dream, just bother himself with something and drink.

Now it’s not just that newspaper that makes him think things are getting more and more.

In concealment, he felt the logic of the world running, and it seemed like there was a slight change.

He was unable to describe that feeling, but it was only ambiguous that such a change seemed to have begun a long time ago, but only recently even he had been affected.

For example, you can sit here and drink.

For example, it is possible to stay outside the dormitory until 10: 00 p.m.… In order to protect those Chinese, the local army police have at least tripled the police force to this area, and there have been occasional robberies, and now, as long as they do not get out of this street, they can hardly even see the shadow of a local person.

It is not possible, however, to think about it.

After all, a nobody like him, with his eyes, seems to be the only thing to witness.