Chapter 815

Look at three brand new SUVs.

They didn't act rashly.

Just aim the gun.

Alert.

This kind of car can't be driven and can't be bought by ordinary people. There is an unwritten rule in this land boundary. Even if it's a road toll, don't charge for this kind of large black off-road vehicle.

Because it's standard for mercenaries.

Though they are not afraid.

But there is no need to provoke these outlaws.

A dozen Africans rushed out.

It's raining heavily.

In front of the checkpoint.

That is to say, the barrier, that is, an iron tripod. Let alone, this kind of guardrail welded with construction steel pipe is very practical, easy to obtain materials, convenient to weld, and ineffective in protection.

Triangular guardrail design.

General car collision, absolute pill.

"Get out of the car."

A leading African shouted at the car.

"Click."

The copilot's door is open.

A big black man in a black suit came out with an umbrella.

See the dress.

And that tall stature, let them have a little inferiority. In Africa, because of malnutrition, the people here and those black people in the United States are not small, generally thin and short.

People in front of us.

Close to two meters.

Absolutely super big.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? " Asked the leading African nervously.

"I've made an appointment with your tribal leader, belive. If you have something to talk about, you can call to confirm it and show us a way later." Said the soldier with an air of indifference.

Here.

It's the tribe where the first pick-up truck followed the team.

Beliff is the clan leader here. In order not to fight the fire after the accident, black prison has always solved the problem of distribution of interests in the mine in advance. Next, it will start to solve the forces who want to fight autumn wind along the way.

The solution is simple, too.

Let out a fish.

People who want to fish will come naturally.

Take care of some fierce fishermen, and the rest of them will not dare to jump out again. They called bellif before. They were so arrogant that they even wanted to share the benefits of the mine and let the black prison send someone if they wanted to talk.

So.

Here they are.

As for time.

that's not Beliff's words. Actually, it can be coordinated with Sadok. But Sadok has the final say to talk about the conditions with his black and black prison, but it's not very useful.

This kind of thing.

Or the black prison itself.

Let sadoc know.

Without you.

We can still get things done. We just want to save some time, and this involves another plan about sadoc. So this time, the black prison will do it by itself.

You have to be beautiful.

"So late, why don't you come tomorrow?" The leading Africans are wary that he hasn't received any information that someone is coming, and it's still late at night, so he doesn't think it's right.

"It was patriarch bellif who told us to come quickly. We have to come now." Said the soldier.

"Well.. Well, you wait. " Although the leading Africans were puzzled, looking at the tone, they were really called by their patriarch. They said to the people next to them, "look first, I'll call."

Finish.

He trotted into the room.

He didn't have a satellite phone.

There is no cell phone here.

But the popularity of cable telephone in the village is not low. It's far away from the main road, and the base station on the road can't be covered at all. I heard that a Chinese company would come to build the base station.

It just won't come until next month.

。。。

Within the tribe.

Bellif, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up by the phone again.

There is a fire in my heart.

During the day, he was called by a man who called himself "black prison" and said that he would let go of the sheep. In the future, he could not make up his mind along the way. The other party didn't really stick around, but gave him a quota of $100000 a year.

Belive.

One hundred thousand dollars.

How can he be satisfied? He wants more. These people are mining in their own country and making a lot of money. Although they are not in their own territory, there's no reason why they don't share their share since they pass by.

Open your eyes.

Seeing the number, beliff picked up the phone and scolded: "what's the matter, don't you know it's evening? If there's no reason for my satisfaction, you'll be working night shift for the next month. "

It's all from one tribe.

Beliff is not a warlord. It's not a light punishment to let those gatekeepers work late every day. Africans are afraid of the dark.

"Patriarch beliv, someone came to us to look for you and say that you called him. What do they call themselves... Black prison, yes, that's the name. " The leader's nervous way.

"What am I... Wait a minute. You mean the black man. " Beliff heard that the black prison immediately fell asleep. Turn to be angry, he said to send people from the black prison, it is not a big night, or late night.

"You told them to wait until the day," he said angrily

Finish.

Bellif banged up the phone.

Listen to the beep.

The leader of the checkpoint was shocked. It seems that the night shift is set.

Put down the phone, walked out of the house, and shouted to the soldiers, "I'll tell you how to meet foreigners when it's so late."

Fortunately, knowing that these people are not easy to provoke, he didn't scold people, just complained a few words.

Hear that.

The soldier just said oh.

Back in the car.

A dozen African guards didn't go back, so they stared at the three cars. They were so depressed that they wanted to see the dawn. They complained for a long time, but they didn't dare to say it.

Night.

The wind.

The rain.

The voice is heard.

Just behind this huge noise, the sky in the distance flashed a touch of silver, it slowly hovered over the tribe, the bottom opened, the next moment, a flash of fire flashed across the night sky.

Then came the roar of a tribal building louder than thunder.

The fiery light.

And it's like a magnitude 5 earthquake.

Wake up the whole tribe.

Gate.

Although the distance is limited, the fire light from the huge explosion is forced through the rain curtain and appears in their eyes. They know what direction it is. It's the ammunition depot of the tribe.

"What's the matter?"

Bellif was awakened by the man-made earthquake.

Listening to the sound of firecrackers in his ear, beliff's face suddenly changed. Of course, he knew what it was. Although the rain was loud, he could not cover up the unique sound of the bomb.

Bellif put on his clothes.

Rushed out.

See the light of the fire.

The expression froze.

At this time.

A man rushed in.

Hurriedly said: "no, chief bellif, our ammunition depot exploded for unknown reasons and the loss is unknown, but it seems that there is nothing left."