Mogadishu was full of dilapidated low-rise buildings. Bomb craters could be seen on the walls and the ground from time to time, as well as burn marks from grenade explosions.
Of course, one could occasionally see a nice small bungalow or a four-story hotel.
Towering walls and barbed wire fences made the place look like a military fortress.
The vehicles on the street were very dilapidated. People often passed by armed jeeps with guns. They all looked indifferent, and no one dared to block them.
When encountering such armed jeeps, other car owners made way for them. They were very conscious.
Fang Moqi said, "In a place like this, the people always live in fear. I don't know how they live."
Lan Mu did not respond. The two of them were too conspicuous walking on the road. Lan Mu was especially eye-catching in his flashy red coat.
The pedestrians looked at them curiously and mischievously, as if they were looking at two daring people who were not afraid of death.
The locals lived in danger, not to mention foreigners. Foreigners who came to Soma, especially those from Europe and the United States, were generally not poor. In their impression, the Chinese who traveled far seemed to be richer. They were all fat sheep.
There were many evil forces in Mogadishu. They liked to target these rich foreigners. If they really attacked, the so-called official security companies would not be able to protect the tourists. Of course, they could usually get some money to avoid disaster. Their lives could still be saved.
In front of the hotel was a towering iron gate. It looked like a prison. The gatehouse next to it had an opening as a window. It was a bit like the bunker turrets in China decades ago.
"Is there still a war here?" Lan Mu asked.
Fang Moqi said, "No, it has been much more peaceful in the past two years. With the intervention of many countries, the civil war was suppressed and a government was re-established. On the surface, they are not in a state of civil war … "
Lan Mu said, "But in fact, they are still fighting?"
"More or less. The division of forces in Mogadishu is very complicated. There are government forces and rebels trying to seize power. There are also various private forces like local emperors … The government does not have much power, and the public security is a mess. There are shootings almost every day. There are kidnappings, murders, and all kinds of crimes. There are also terrorist attacks almost every month. Roads and buildings are blown up. The airport and the port have all been attacked. " Fang Moqi said as he and Lan Mu checked into the hotel. They did not have any luggage. They just wanted a place to stay.
The two sat on the clean bed. Fang Moqi continued, "The rebels are mainly youth forces. They are extremely radical. In order to seize power, they will do anything... plunder, murder, explosions … They will to to forcibly recruit children to join them.... to train them to kill to turn to attack their own parents and teacher..
"They continue to harass this country that wants to walk out of the quagmire of war. Their existence prevents this country from ever moving forward.
. "Fang Moqi did not know how long he had stayed in Africa, but 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. The city is still in the hands of the evil forces. Does that mean we might be attacked on the streets? Are those private forces so bold as to attack foreigners? "
Fang Moqi replied: "They need money. As long as they have money, they can raise their subordinates and buy guns and ammunition. That way, they can live like local emperors."
"Ahaha" Lan Mu stood up with a smile and walked out of the door: "I'm going to get some fresh air."
As soon as he left the room, he turned into a treasure hunting mouse and memorized the location of the anomaly.
Taking out Google Maps, he turned into a vampire and sent a few dozen bats there to quickly see the situation.
"So that's how it is. The anomaly this time should look like this … perfect for practice."
Inside a castle-like building, a man with a fierce expression was practicing shooting at a frisbee in the courtyard. He didn't miss a single target over a kilometer away.
When he stopped to rest, one of his subordinates came to report to him about Lan Mu's situation.
"Boss, there are four foreigners staying at the Bosatón Hotel, two of them are from Portugal, and the other two are Chinese"
The boss sat on the sofa and smoked. His skin was a bit fairer than his subordinates, but not as dark. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, so he was known as Hawkeye.
He appeared to be in his 30s, and always had a gun strapped to his waist.
"Did the government's security company provide protection?"
The subordinate replied: "The two Portuguese reporters were protected by five soldiers, but the two Chinese didn't. The only armed force they had were two pistols"
"Hmph, the Chinese sure are cute, we have the obligation to teach them the value of life" Hawkeye scoffed.
He then ordered his subordinate: "Inform the five soldiers, if the two Portuguese want to return safely, they have to pay 10,000 USD"
"Understood" it was obvious that this wasn't the first time he had done this, as his subordinate had a knowing expression.
"As for the two Chinese, let's teach them a lesson …"
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"Old Fang, let's go out for a stroll, I'll take you to experience what it's like to be a containment operation, you'll have to lead a team of containment teams all over the world in the future"
Lan Mu didn't directly fly over to deal with the targets and search for anomalies.
He planned to take Fang Moqi to slowly probe the anomaly's characteristics, using only Fang Moqi's level of power to complete the containment operation.
The position that Lan Mu gave Old Fang in the organization was equivalent to a special task force leader, as well as an instructor for the Blue and White Club members.
"That's great! Where's the anomaly? "Fang Moqi excitedly asked.
Lan Mu had gone through containment many times before, so he had a lot of experience, so he explained: "We have a special method to determine the anomaly's location, but as for what it is exactly, we still need to rely on the containment personnel's judgment. Furthermore, it's a taboo to recklessly come into contact with an anomaly without knowing its characteristics. Of course, special circumstances require special treatment, this isn't inflexible …"
Lan Mu explained his experience to Fang Moqi, telling him all the things to pay attention to when dealing with anomalies.
The first thing that the two of them needed to do was to find the anomaly's general location and search for any anomalies.
This was the biggest difference between the Blue and White Club's containment and CANC's containment. Lan Mu was able to determine the anomaly's location, while CANC would only begin containment after the anomaly caused by the anomaly had been detected and roughly determined what it was.
The two of them walked down the street, some of the more important streets were paved with new roads, as well as new buildings that had been painted quite nicely.
For the past two years, Soma had been relatively peaceful, with only minimal development, so there was still a difference between having a government and not having one.
Perhaps because the two Chinese were too conspicuous walking down the street, quite a few passersby couldn't help but stare at them as if they were waiting for a good show.
"Bang bang!"
Suddenly, two gunshots rang out from the street. Women covered their faces and hurriedly carried their playful children back into their houses. Some of the stall owners and business owners all looked towards the direction of the gunshots in shock.
Fang Moqi's muscles tensed up, while Lan Mu leisurely turned his head to look.
On the windowsill of a two-story building next to them, a black man wearing a hat was looking at them with a strange smile, the gun in his hand was still pointed at the sky. Obviously, he was the one who fired the warning shot at the sky.
At this time, two Portuguese men were sitting on a small truck with a video camera in their hands, recording the situation on the streets of Mogadishu. As they passed by, they saw the gunshots and were startled.
The five armed security guards behind the truck hurriedly jumped out and surrounded the car, frowning at the black man who fired the gun.
The Soma people spoke two languages, one was Arabic, and the other was the local Soma language, which was also the local dialect. Although this country was established by the fusion of many tribes, the local dialects were almost the same, so they were basically the same language.
Lan Mu could speak Arabic, but he couldn't speak Soma. Although he could learn any language very quickly, how could he learn such a minority language?
However, Fang Moqi suddenly translated softly, "He was questioning why the person upstairs fired the gun, and the person upstairs answered him that it was Hawkeye's order …"
Lan Mu was shocked, "You can even speak Soma?"
Fang Moqi calmly said, "Yes, this kind of local dialect is very simple."
Lan Mu found that he was really a language genius, especially good at local dialects. "How many languages do you know?"
"I can't count, I learned the local dialect of a place when I went to a place. After so many years of traveling around the world, how could I remember how many there are?" Fang Moqi pretended to be pretentious.
"Haha …" Lan Mu laughed.
Fang Moqi said again, "The person upstairs asked the head of the security guards to tell the two Portuguese to prepare ten thousand dollars, and Hawkeye can guarantee their safety back home."
Lan Mu looked, and sure enough, the five security guards almost didn't hesitate to negotiate with the Portuguese. Obviously, they didn't want to oppose the person upstairs.
"Two gentlemen, only ten thousand dollars, and you will be safe in Mogadishu, unless the youth army comes back," the security guard said.
The two Portuguese were unhappy. How could they do this? They were hired to protect themselves, but they still had to spend a lot of money to avoid disaster.
The security guard showed his white teeth and smiled, "The five of us can't guarantee your safety. If Hawkeye wants to kidnap you, five of our lives won't be enough …"
The Portuguese said angrily, "Are you still the government's people? Didn't you say you would guarantee our safety? "
The security guard said, "We will, but if Hawkeye wants to take you down, our security guards will only die. It's not good for anyone to die in a hail of bullets. I personally suggest spending ten thousand dollars. If the two gentlemen insist on not paying, according to the contract, we will do our duty, but I am very responsible to say that the possibility of you two surviving is almost zero. "
The Portuguese were frightened and asked, "Who is Hawkeye?"
"There is a saying that Soma is the government's, and Mogadishu is Hawkeye's," the security guard said.
In the end, the Portuguese compromised. They had no choice but to compromise. Although the security guards would protect them, who could be sure that they wouldn't be shot?
The two obediently handed over 10,000 US dollars, which was more than 9,000 Euros, which almost cost all of their reserve funds.
Lan Mu and Fang Moqi secretly shook their heads. What a bullshit security company, it was a trap.
Hawkeye was the local tyrant of this city, and hiring people from the security company was at most an extra bargaining power.
This was the so-called "our company can save your life."
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