Hidden Assassin

At 3.30 a.m. on 9 July 2013, a beach near Las Grays, Somalia, was abducted 36 hours from Taobao and Yunjie.

The stars sparkled in the night sky, the sea also appeared calm, the sound of a wave of sound, calm and relaxing. Although it is the beach of a changed pirate country, it is no different from the beaches of the rest of the world. In more developed countries, such beaches may be developed as resort destinations, but here they are deserted with only a natural aura.

A small yacht approached the beach from the quiet side of the ocean, lit with a small lamp, like a ghost fire floating on the surface of the ocean, and gradually magnified as the boat approached.

The sea breeze whimpered, some trees on the beach, some reefs, a small shadow of black and black running from the woods, gazed at the ship and then moved from behind the trees to the rear of the reef.

Someone got off the boat, was not tall, was wearing casual clothes not commonly seen in Somalia, appeared to have some contours in the night. Instead, his torso was wrapped in a small cape, presumably used to shield the wind. The figure fixed the boat by the beach, turned around and looked directly at the reef, looking at it for a long time.

Later, the black skinny little figure gradually moved out from behind the reef, the person approached this side, under the starlight, was a skinny black girl about one meter and five tall, dressed in shattered and thin clothes, just staring at the person in front, hands behind the back seemed to be holding something, until the person in front of him looked away with interest, she turned her hand in front of her, it was a rather dilapidated phone.

“Uh, uh...” Black girls talk a little stubbornly, speak English, not fluent English, and while Somali is also spoken in English and Italian, the main languages are local Somali and Arabic, and most people still don't understand English, "you, hello... welcome to Somalia... welcome to Somalia. ”

This English is hard, indicating that her English is not very good either, but her teacher probably taught her this many times, Jia Ming smiled: “Are you the contact person? ”

“Well, I am.” The little black skinny girl nodded and said slowly in English, "Are you from Saudi Arabia? Chinese? ”

“I am.”

It's ridiculous to look at the little black skinny in front of you, but the connection is done, and then the black girl leads you off to the beach and over to the city. He thought of Tao and Yun Jie in his heart. After making sure that the black girl was not a fraud, he calmly contemplated the next action. For him, he was a master of deception before. After the outbreak of alien powers, his judgment in this regard was even more acute. In the face of the situation, basically no one could fool him.

Black girls are not fluent in English, Jia Ming probably knows that the contact person this dark tianqin temporarily found is not a trained agent, not knowing the purpose of his visit, when he mentioned asking her to help find Samuel? Hassan was obviously surprised.

“Are you alone? ”

“Hmm.”

“But... he is a warlord, a bad man, very brutal...” The black girl doesn't have much English vocabulary, at this time trying to show Samuel's abomination, and then it seems to react to something, suddenly a little frustrated, “You... do you want to cooperate with him...? ”

He looked at her with a faint smile. After a moment, he asked, "How did you get that phone? ”

“The phone... the teacher left it...”

“Teacher? ”

“Dead, killed by those warlords...”

The black girl held the old phone to her phone, “I know... the teacher is doing something very important for our country... but he died... I helped hide the phone when he was caught, the phone was about to break... I also had difficulty charging it... it didn't ring very often... I only received two calls... yesterday... it was difficult to understand... the phone was about to break..."

Jia Ming nodded: “Got it. ”

Simply put, the black girl's former teacher was probably an agent of the dark tianqin, and then was killed, the dark tianqin first contacted, found the goods incorrect board, naturally disconnected, and then there was probably an investigation, and a new agent was also sent here, after ascertaining her identity, of course, the little girl could not be absorbed, and then they temporarily abandoned this side, this time because Jiaming came to find a local, it was more than nothing.

Oh, what an imaginative choice...

He sighed: "I'm here to get Samuel in trouble. ”

“But… you have only one person. ”

“Yeah.” Jia Ming smiled, “alone. ”

At more than four o'clock, the two arrived in Las Grays, speaking of a town, but in fact it was a simple slum, and the black girl led her family to her place of residence, which was just a small wooden shed of a few square meters, with a broken quilt, and the little black skinny girl was in a hurry and seemed to want to arrange for her to stay first.

“Are you... like a teacher, here to help us? ”

“Sorry, not so great, I'm afraid.” Jia Ming smiled and then asked him to take him to Samuel's place. The black girl was in a bit of a hurry: “Really, they, a lot of people! You're the only one. ”

“It's okay, just take me there. ”

“But... there are more than 300 of them, more than 300! ”

Black girls compared to the 300, emphasized, and wrote a “300” on the ground for Jia Ming to see, Jia Ming shook her head: “I still have to get there as soon as possible. ”

“It's going to take a long time...”

“So let's go now. ”

“But really... really... will die..."

It was quite difficult, the little black skinny said the sentence, she held the old phone, perhaps remembered the teacher, sad tone. Jia Ming sat there and thought about it, reaching out a moment later: “Show me your phone. ”

Small black struggle for a long time before handing over the phone to Jiaming, there is no electricity nearby, but the East has revealed a slightly white morning dawn, Jiaming took out a small light to turn it on, manually disassembled one part of the phone, check it again, after slightly wiping the damp part, and assembled it again manually, but it is only a little bit of electricity left.

It is conceivable that since the teacher got the phone, it is estimated that she has kept the phone on, so that she can be contacted immediately on the dark accordion side, only in such a place, if the previous charger is lost again, she does not know how to keep the phone charged. Jia Ming is not a soft hearted person. She has been displaced a lot in her past life. However, although she is estimated to be 17 or 8 years old or older, she looks like Tao Ming, and needs to be thinner. Tao Tao as a girl, but not skinny. He thought more or less of Taobao, handed her back his phone, nodded: “It will ring again. ”

“Er...” Dark little skinny with a cell phone, I don't quite understand what he means.

“Let's go, if we're going a long way, we should leave early. ”

Jia Ming got up, made a decision, looked at him resolutely, black and skinny had to start walking away, but still repeatedly stressed the dangers there. In the morning, daylight gradually lit up the land of Las Gras. Jia Ming walked backwards and forwards with the black girl and asked casually, “What's wrong with your face? ”

Last night I noticed that the black girl not only didn't speak English well, but another reason she didn't speak fluently was because her cheek swelled up, like a little bun, the little black skinny turned around and touched her cheek: “Pain... toothache. ”

With the hygienic living conditions here, although there is certainly not much sugar to eat, tooth decay is inevitable. Looking at her, it seems that she has become accustomed to pain. Soon the two of us will be walking down the street of Las Gras, and Jiaming will probably know, Samuel? Hassan's small base, although far from here, was basically under his control, and she said that there were more than 300 people in the base, not sure if it was accurate.

Lars Gray is not big, the colony mainly has only two streets, and there are not many shops. Jiaming, a Chinese person, seems to walk here alone. This has always been a strange thing. Due to the gaze of some people, that little black and thin person does not dare to lead Jiaming openly. Jiaming also understands this, the distance between the two is a little bit. When a pickup truck was parked on the side of the road, the girl in front turned to another street.

She walked out a long way and left Las Grays for a moment. The black girl dared to come and talk to her. Jia Ming asked about the little truck. She bowed her head and said: "That's Samuel's soldier...”

“Oh.” Jia nodded suddenly enlightened.

Once again, Jia Ming asked her to wait by the quiet road: "I'm hungry, I'm going to buy some breakfast. Rest assured, I brought some money and I know what to say here.” He said so, returning to Las Grays.

Twenty minutes later, the black girl hiding behind the tree more carefully as the loud little truck dusted up - in fact, the soldier didn't suddenly think of her as an enemy, just a fearful, unconscious move. However, the pickup truck stopped right on the side of the road, so there was no movement. When she looked out, she found the door open. The man from China sat in the driver's seat and didn't look this way. She just waved gently.

She looked around and ran up for a while.

“Close the door.” Jia Ming said, waiting for her to close the door and said, “Open your mouth.” Take a medical tweezer out of your hand.

He had previously returned to Las Grays, walked into the only small clinic in town and smashed a large dollar, bought simple medical equipment and several painkillers. Shortly afterwards, there was a “Ah” scream in the truck.

Jiaming pulled out her tooth decay, then handed her painkillers and a piece of cake she bought and started the pickup truck.

This little black and thin one has a lot of patience, even though it's so simple to pull out his teeth, see something to eat, and chew it up in the car. After eating, she reacted with some hesitation.

“Car… how can there be a car? ”

Jia Ming missed the point and did not want to explain this. Friendly negotiations did not succeed. Naturally, at that time, several bodies were found on the streets of Las Grays.

There are probably not many opportunities for skinny black cars, perhaps never before, to sit in the passenger seat and be novel.

“Is China a good country? ”

“Hmm?”

“Teacher said before, he came here, taught us to read, taught us things... then there were other people coming, came to help us... but then teacher died, other people didn't come, the Red Cross didn't come... many people went to be pirates, no one came to help us, those warlords knew war, the more nobody came, the more pirates, but the more nobody came, the more pirates, the more nobody came, teacher said, Somalia became like this...”

Black and thin said, crying.

After a long time, Jia Mingfang said: “China is a good country now, but there were times like this before. ”

“How did you become better in China? ”

“I don't know, but it's probably because... Someone started thinking the same thing as you, and it started crying...”

“… Somalia will also become a good country. ”

After a long time, the black girl said that. Jiaming did not answer.

The road was rough and turbulent, and the truck couldn't drive very fast, but by around 8: 00 in the morning, the outline of the base, as the black girl called it, had been seen far away. Jiaming drove the pickup truck into the woods next to him.

“I can't take you back. It's dangerous to stay here now. Can you walk back by yourself? ”

Jia Ming pointed to the road, but Xiao Xiao showed determination this time, pulling Jia Ming forbid him to go, anyway, really will die, the people inside have guns, maybe more than 300, Jia Ming is also lazy to say, pushed her away, took a few steps, looked back and looked at her indifferently: “How do you know it is more than 300? Did you count it? ”

“I, I...”

“It is true that more than 300 people are difficult.” Jia Ming nodded, “next time you come here, you should count a lot. ”

He finished his speech and walked towards the base. A moment later, it disappeared at the end of the horizon.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Samuel Base is a military base with good professional qualities.

While Somalia is perceived as a rather poor backward place, and the fleets and armies of States have spared no effort over the years to seal off this cheap pirate processing plant, it is not necessarily an uncivilized black monkey as long as there is access to those at the international level in 2013.

In the distance, this base is about 300 to 500 people, it's got a barbed wire fence and a lookout tower, and the military base is probably divided into three main parts, and the most heavily guarded is probably Samuel? Hassan's family and high-rise, faithful villa, and even a small pond serving as a swimming pool, with a black castle-like building on the other side, about four stories tall, sturdy exterior walls and an estimated bomb that will not explode, should be the main body of the base. There is also a small, simple house on the side of the castle, which looks neat and should be a place where people live after they can't stay in the castle, as well as a simple sports place, a gathering square, gunshots set up nearby, and a variety of vehicles parked in an area southeast of the camp.

Soldiers here have relatively neat uniforms, indicating that they are considered regular armies rather than assembled pirates. Samuel? Hassan is supposed to be the relatively knowledgeable type of Somalis who joined the Rahanweyn Resistance Army before, then probably felt that he had no future with others, or did not like the future of the Resistance Army. After accumulation, he simply did so himself. If he was not a relatively good person, he would not have had the opportunity to see the civil unrest in Yemen through a route to Saudi Arabia. Regardless of what he did to buy or sell, that side is simply two poles of the world in terms of wealth, and there is always no compensation.

In the last lifetime, Jia Ming did not do much of a task in the Middle East or Somalia. In fact, going to Europe was the right thing to do with the Dark Heavenly Qin. The Middle East fought this perennial war, trying to kill people, where there are no fatalities to find, professional killers do not eat incense instead. In places of relative stability, doing such things professionally is paramount, and in areas of war chaos, the most important thing for the dead is actually luck.

Since the arrival of Jiaming, the situation in the world has changed a lot as a result of a series of events, but it seems that things have not been greatly affected. If Jiaming hadn't come, Samuel's line would probably not have attracted attention until a few years later. He might have become one of Somalia's fairly influential warlords. He has a wide range of relationships, does everything to make money, and most importantly, he specializes in the business of Asians, who are quite skilled in this area before being killed because of too much greed. That's why Natalie still doesn't know very well that he was kidnapped through the Yemeni route.

At Jiaming's current level, there are many ways to infiltrate such military bases, but none of them do not require time. As long as there is time to investigate, even the United States White House, the Pentagon, or any clandestine nuclear base, he is sure to come and go, but in the present circumstances, he does not have much time to delay and investigate.

If we don't have time to prepare, this kind of place will eventually go wrong.

If you want to sneak in silently and secretly, find a place to hold Tao Tao and Yun Jie, and bring people out silently and silently, this kind of plan is unreliable, but if you just want to go in and wander around, the problem is still small. He circled around the distance of the base and spent about an hour and a half observing, until 10 a.m., when the summer sun rose high. Jia Ming glanced up and looked at the sunlight. On the side of the field of view, two soldiers who did not look like they were on patrol came this way, and Jia Ming turned around and walked over.

At 10: 40, Jiaming walked into the black “castle” in the barracks and watched what was around him. This four-story fortress-style building is mostly used for the emplacement of soldiers, mostly military dormitories. The interior looks like it's built of solid black stone, the walls are thick, and there's nothing good about it in the barracks. There's all kinds of noise, the light is not bad, the windows are naturally glassless, the lights are transparent on all sides, and the air is ventilated. In this summer, it looks cool.

Somali ethnicity is essentially black, and so are military personnel, naturally, and the costumes of the family are not delicate, and although they know how not to be noticed, it is difficult to say how long they can go downstream in such an environment. He just tried to travel quietly, not to go too sensitive, and when the front corridor was full of people, he naturally looked for a place to hide. So quietly searching for certain clues and signals that you need.

Time went by, and at noon, these soldiers ate in batches until 1: 20 p.m., and Jia Ming finally found the signal he needed.

Looks like a senior member of the army with a red scar on his forehead.

Jiaming followed him through the building for about fifteen minutes, watched him greet everyone, greeted each other with cold greetings, summarized the information he needed from his implicit name and laughter, and then finally was able to determine that this man did come back from Saudi Arabia only today, brought the mission target here, his name was Kran? Aver, and a big black man next to him, is similar to the description of the Saudi gangsters.

At last, the message was withheld.

Though he followed along the way, on the beach near Ilghei, Yemen, and once confirmed that the kidnappers did walk in front of him, he also had to make sure that they were not delayed, otherwise he was pissed off here and the children were still on the way, which would be a big deal.

Kran Aver and others walked into a room on the third floor.

This is probably a large room as a place for soldiers to rest and exercise. Of course, it's not particularly good to say that all kinds of exercise equipment. Weight lifting, sandbagging and other things still exist. At this time, more than a dozen people in the room, undressing, bare arms, a description of plagiarism, wind coming in by the window, very cool, you can see the view outside. These people are mostly sitting around, wiping guns, playing with military knives, bragging with people, showing off their scars and so on. Krang is obviously a celebrity. After going in, he stood in the middle and took two Nepalese Kulka knives to pose there. I don't know what to say to people, his body was swinging, he was obviously a good fighter.

Jia Ming stood at the door and looked at him for a few seconds. Aver also turned around, talking to the people next to him, and then Ming walked into the room and took off his hat: "Kran? Aver? ”

“You've been with me for a long time. Who are you? New here?”

“Just confirm your identity first.” Jia faintly remarked that his Oriental appearance had obviously cautioned everyone, but it was not just a pistol, but someone even pointed a gun at him with a sub-machine gun, which had not been pointed directly at him for a while. Jiaming placed his hat and picked up the military knife next to a robust black man who was polishing his gun. The black man stared at him, but Jiaming had no superfluous expression. He was just holding the knife in his left hand, and his right finger shot the bullet hole and walked towards Kran.

The intention that follows is already overwhelming.

Crane's double-handed knife even laughed a little ridiculously - although he still doesn't know where this eastern hole guy came from. The rest of them "ooh" came in interested, some clapped up.

Kram is about 1 meter and 9 years tall, and is also a tested and fierce death toll. Two curved military knives are more than 40 centimeters long, and this Oriental man is more than 1 meter and 7 centimeters old. His body does not look very strong. He is mediocre like an honest man who is unbullied. The knife blade on his hand is less than 20 centimeters long. Although it is a military knife, it can also be seen as a dagger, surrounded by dozens of people, a variety of guns, who think he can play what kind of game. Watching him seek revenge at this time is all in the mood to see the play.

Jia Ming walked all the way to close the distance between the two men. His fingers touched the blade and his eyes dropped faintly. He was not looking at Kran, but at the knife on his hand. Crane swayed the knife in his hand and made a defensive gesture. He had no light enemies, the two were close, the knife flashed, and Jiaming raised his eyes.

The knife switched to his right hand, and he raised his hand in the face of the flash drawn by the other side.

Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft.

The sound between the eyes is not the impact sound of metal, the blade goes into the flesh, breaks the bone and splits the flesh. At this moment, Jia Ming directly cut more than ten knives, the marks of the cleavage continued from the head of Nakram, crossed and staggered, the blade marks up to more than ten centimeters deep, the two vertical and vertical openings on his face almost completely cleaved the skull, then extended to the neck, shoulders, hands, chest, small belly. After more than a second in this area, Cran's hands fell to the ground, his right hand even turned into three amputations, his stomach had been like a split football, blood, visceral shouting to the ground.

The whole person, just like that, was dismantled.

The body fell to the ground in shock, and a group of people were still stunned, some of whom had begun to raise their guns and shout out words.

Jiaming pointed at the dagger and looked out the window. The wind blew in, and the sun became more intense and dazzling.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Little black skinny girl still wandering the distance of the barracks, holding her cell phone.

Although the person said to let her go, her heart was still worried, in fact, she was already desperate, one said to go to more than 300 people's trouble, and went straight over, what would happen and what was there to think about it.

She knew that the gunshots were going to sound soon, and in fact she could almost have predicted the ending from the beginning, but there was a small hope in her heart that she would stay here. She was actually an ordinary girl. Before the teachers came to teach them to go to school, she admired them. Before the teacher was killed, she knew implicitly that the teacher was not a simple teacher. He was doing very important and important things. Although she never knew exactly what it was, she felt that the teacher must have been saving Somalia through something she had said in her teacher's classes.

She was in the vicinity when the teacher was arrested and shot, and finally got her phone, which the teacher entrusted her with before she died. She felt that the teacher was part of a great organization that wanted to save Somalia, and then felt that she was, too, because she had heard the teacher tell stories about it before. But I haven't heard from him for a long time. She kept her phone secretly and carefully, without a charger, and secretly tried to charge it. It was really hard. She was almost caught dead as a thief once, but there was hope.

Finally, the phone rang, thinking that maybe someone like the teacher had come and felt like he was on a mission, even though that person had not admitted that he had come to save Somalia, but he was looking for bad guys like Samuel, which was the same thing.

But you have to have the skills to get in trouble, and you're not going alone. She could not understand this aspect, she wandered around after the other morning, which was dangerous, but she also wanted to see things far away, but there was no movement there. Not even after 10: 00, not even at noon, she thought to herself, maybe the man was lying to himself, maybe he really came to the warlord for a business or a cooperative mission, anyway, what the teacher was doing, she couldn't really know, maybe the teacher wasn't trying to save Somalia, even just Raglai.

So she was haunted by this emotion, guessing whether it was a good person or a bad person. By more than 1: 00 in the afternoon, however, gunshots had suddenly come from the base, and shortly thereafter, there was even a rumbling explosion.

She glanced at her eyes and was worried. It was just a man. He really went to Samuel's trouble. He really did it! But she didn't know when the shooting would stop, so she listened and began to fear that the shooting would suddenly stop.

Because it's a military camp, hundreds of people hit a man, the shooting will always stop, once it stops...

Five minutes have passed and the shooting never stopped.

Ten minutes passed and the shooting never stopped.

Gunshots and chaotic sounds keep ringing, keep ringing, keep ringing...

In bright daylight, this is the weirdest afternoon of the entire Samuel base... (to be continued, go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)