After Xu Yun got out of the car, the gold mine appeared more clearly in front of him.
Old equipment, ragged clothes, and barely covered mine workers. Most of the laborers were African natives. Of course, there were also some Hua Xia people who were in charge or did some light work.
The whites of the black people's eyes and teeth were particularly white, while the Hua Xia people's skin was almost red from the sun. It was a different kind of black.
The armed mercenary walked in front of the stiff-faced man and Xu Yun without any scruples. His hand was always on the gun, as if he was showing off his extraordinary identity here.
"Where are the towers?" The stiff-faced man's English was relatively fluent. Mali was basically a place where French was spoken. Of course, there were some local residents who communicated in Bambara. There were still some differences between each ethnic group.
Almost all the mercenaries here could speak some English. Most of them were born in an English-speaking country. Of course, there were also locals who could communicate in French.
As for a small language like Bambara, it was very rarely used, but the mercenaries who "worked" here all year round had more or less learned some.
"He went out. What do you want?" The black mercenary holding the Type 81 rifle frowned.
"This is your new person in charge," the stiff-faced man said directly. "When the towers come back, remember to tell him about it."
Xu Yun was stunned. "Didn't I come here to be a mercenary? How did I become the person in charge?"
The stiff-faced man was not surprised that Xu Yun could understand English. After all, he dared to come out to be a mercenary, and he was from the special forces. Language shouldn't be a problem.
But Xu Yun spoke to the stiff-faced man in Chinese.
The stiff-faced man said, "Yes, you are a mercenary, but you need to manage these mercenaries."
"I just got here and you want me to be the leader. I really don't know if I can do it well." Xu Yun laughed.
The black mercenary glared at Xu Yun and scolded, "You idiot better speak English!"
Xu Yun looked at him unhappily and immediately changed his tone. "Who are you talking about? I'm your f * cking leader! Do you understand? "
"B * tch!" The black mercenary spat.
Without another word, Xu Yun raised his leg and kicked! With one kick, he sent this guy flying several meters away! The situation almost went out of control.
In addition to this black mercenary, some other mercenaries also surrounded him, seemingly wanting to teach this troublemaker a lesson.
The stiff-faced man shouted, "Enough! Do you still have me in your eyes? What was he trying to do! Don't you want to work anymore? Let me tell you, only your towers have the right to talk to us directly! "
The stiff-faced man seemed to have some prestige. Xu Yun had made the right bet.
If it weren't for the stiff-faced man, Xu Yun wouldn't have made a move. After all, these mercenaries were capable of doing anything.
He came here to win Lai Wen's trust, not to find trouble for himself by directly destroying a mercenary group.
That would be meaningless to Xu Yun.
"Did you hear that? You have no right to talk to me here." Xu Yun glared at the black mercenary. He didn't mean to be racist. Xu Yun wasn't that kind of person.
However, some black people were really interesting sometimes. What they hated the most was being discriminated against by white people, but some of the things they did discriminated against yellow people. Such things happened during the Oscar awards ceremony.
This was especially serious in the United States. Those who didn't want others to discriminate against them were the most disgusting.
"You'd better keep a low profile here." The stiff-faced man said so much to Xu Yun for the first time. "This place isn't Hua Xia. There are no laws and rules here! Do you understand? "
"Then I can die at any time in this place." Xu Yun shrugged helplessly. "No wonder the salary is so high."
"The head of the mercenary group is called Towers. You can communicate with him when he comes," the stiff-faced man said.
Xu Yun was stunned. "You're leaving?"
"You can get used to it slowly." The stiff-faced man said, "Watch these mercenaries closely. Don't let them use force to threaten the miners to get gold for them. This is your responsibility."
Xu Yun sighed. "This is completely different from what I imagined."
The stiff-faced man didn't pay attention to Xu Yun anymore. He turned and left.
Watching the stiff-faced man's car leave, Xu Yun really wanted to curse. Wasn't this too irresponsible?
That's it? It was like he was thrown into a wolf's den. F * ck, the surrounding mercenaries all had weapons, but Xu Yun was empty-handed.
Many of the guns in the hands of these mercenaries were made by Hua Xia. Type 81 rifles, Type 56 submachine guns, all of them. Of course, there were also AK47s, Tavol rifles, Belgium FN2000, and even P90 submachine guns.
However, most of them lacked maintenance and had AK47s or Hua Xia's Type 56 submachine guns in their hands.
For armed mercenaries, there was no better place to "show off" than Africa. That was because the people here were generally ignorant.
There was a movie where the American soldiers said that in Africa, there was no need to worry about the local armed men shooting at them. Their marksmanship was exceptionally bad. They just needed to be careful not to get hit by rocks!
In reality, most of the African armed men were notorious for their terrible marksmanship. That was because they simply didn't know how to shoot!
The local armed men simply didn't know how to aim. Their shooting posture was quite strange. Both hands raised the gun above their heads and directly pulled the trigger!
F * ck! That was definitely true.
In most parts of Africa, the superstition and mystic explanation of firearms was more popular than scientific knowledge.
In the eyes of the local armed men, even some of the educated armed men still believed that firearms were able to kill because of some "magic"! Some kind of highly developed witchcraft …
In their eyes, the guns used some form of poisonous gas to kill the victims. Or perhaps, some people believed that the flames and heat from the muzzle were the real reason for killing the targets …
Bullets seemed to be a decoration to him.
The local armed men believed that this thing could casually kill the enemy. In other words, if you pointed the gun at the target and opened fire, as long as you pointed the gun at the target … then … you could destroy it!
This level of ignorance was simply too backward.
Forget the local armed men, even some of the local soldiers, police officers and even high-ranking military officers believed in this!
The local armed men's shooting training was very simple. Go to the shooting range, learn how to open the safety, how to load the gun, how to pull the trigger. Then, use an old AK47 rifle to fire off a burst of bullets. That was it.
No one knew how the bullets were fired. No one knew that the bullets were the thing that killed the target. They all believed that the gun was the thing that killed the target …
Xu Yun believed that there were some among the mercenaries as well. That could be seen from the 'decorations' on their guns.
The local people had some fetishistic beliefs. Xu Yun had already made a certain judgment after observing them.
Some of them carried tightly sealed leather pouches wrapped around their arms, chest and groin. Some of them had strange items tied to their guns. Those should be what the locals called 'enchanted' items.
There were various legends on this continent. For example, the legends said that the target would not die after being shot. That was because they were protected by defensive black magic … these people could really deflect bullets. Sometimes, they could even catch bullets with their bare hands!
Then, there were rumors that these people might be 'enchanted' armed men. Many police officers and soldiers had been hit by the 'enchanted' bullets!
Thus, some people would tie strange items to their weapons. Those were 'enchanted' items, causing others to feel fear.
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