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When Chen Chen studied the bliss space plane, Blacklight Technology had already begun to implement a new round of layout.

With all the waste in Africa waiting to be developed, Blacklight Technology not only plans to build a thermal power station in Windhoek, but also plans to build a batch of new factories in the industrial park of the Life Science City.

And it is a military factory in cooperation with the Namibian government.

This will be the first private enterprise in Namibia to obtain military qualifications.

In addition to the military industry, Chen Chen also built several new electronics factories and various machinery factories, among which the great movements made the whole world pay attention here.

While Namibia has just passed the epidemic, many cases have begun to be investigated and held accountable, and prisoners who had escaped from prison have been arrested again.

For a time, prisons across Namibia showed unprecedented fiery enthusiasm.

And this day is the day when the third group of severely sentenced prisoners were transferred to the "high security level" prison in Windhoek, Namibia.

Considering the possibility of accomplices and even robbery of prisoners, such transfers and transfers must be carried out in secret.

At this time, Brad, one of the prison guards, assembled in front of the gate of Windhoek Prison, and he was one of the prison guards who received the task of transferring serious prisoners.

With Brad at this time, there are five other prison guards and a captain-level prison guard.

"On this journey, you need to be careful and careful, and you must follow the instructions throughout the whole journey!"

The six men stood in front of the gate of Windhoek Prison with their heads high, and in front of them was the stern-faced captain. He straightened his waist and said loudly, "If these prisoners escape, yours The work is basically over, do you understand?"

"understand!"

Everyone answered loudly.

"Very well, now everyone rests in place. After ten minutes, all the felons will be sent out. Then you will not have time to relax.

Hearing that, everyone squatted down all around, gathered with each other, took out their cigarettes and started smoking.

"Right, Captain."

Brad suddenly asked with some curiosity, "Which high-security prison will be transferred to these heavy prisoners this time? Is it Nanlovatere prison?"

"What do you ask these for?"

The captain gave Brad a light look, "It's best to ask less about these things, you will naturally know when you reach the destination."

Brad lowered his head quickly.

In fact, Brad had some doubts in his mind.

Because Windhoek Prison is one of the high-security prisons and one of the top prisons in the country. As far as Brad knows, there is no more rigorous prison in the country than Windhoek Prison, and the rest is at most Only equal.

So, where are these felons sent this time?

Brad was puzzled.

Arrived in ten minutes, as the captain blew the whistle, everyone quickly stood up and patted their butts, and at the same time spit out the cigarette butts in their mouths and stood in a row.

The door of Windhoek Prison in front of everyone is slowly opening.

After opening, Brad suddenly shrank his pupils.

Because he unexpectedly saw that there were nearly fifty prisoners standing inside the gate of the prison, all of whom were wearing handcuffs and anklets with a numb look.

"so many people?"

Several people couldn't help whispering secretly. So many prisoners let six people on their side be escorted. Although they know that Namibia has just passed the crisis and is seriously understaffed, it is too reluctant, right?

Even a young prison guard who had just been recruited next to Brad couldn't help shaking his legs when he saw the number of prisoners.

It seems that the captain did not expect the number of prisoners on this trip to be so large. He frowned slightly and looked at the prison guards and officers who escorted these prisoners out. "Our truck can't carry so many people."

"It's okay. We have provided vehicles with these prisoners."

The chief on the opposite side waved his hand, and then another truck was driven out, "Two trucks should be enough."

The captain reluctantly said, "You must provide some people, at least the driver must provide us."

"can."

The opposite nodded, and then the two parties started driving the group of prisoners onto two trucks together. Then one of the trucks was driven by the captain himself. The remaining six people were divided into two groups, one group taking care of the prisoners in the first truck , The other group looked after the second car.

After half an hour of tossing, the two trucks were finally loaded. Brad breathed a sigh of relief. He watched all the prisoners lying in the trucks and the lonely three people on his side, and gently tightened his hands. rifle.

If these prisoners have thoughts of cheating, they will be very dangerous.

I just don't know what the upper echelon thinks, even if there is no shortage of manpower, it won't be enough to send so many people, right?

Unless what you want to perform is some kind of secret task, the kind that is easy to expose if there are too many people...

After thinking about it for a while, Brad suddenly heard the conversation between the captain and the opposing officer.

"Do you know the confidentiality of this mission?"

"I understand that I will send people to them."

"This is just one. The important thing is can these people keep secrets?"

"These people have selected the employees with the strictest mouths."

"That's good……"

Brad heard the conversation between the two and looked at the captain subconsciously, but saw that the captain turned his head and glanced at himself if he noticed. Brad panicked in his heart and quickly lowered his head.

"Sure enough, this action had another purpose..."

Brad took a breath and couldn't help but start to guess who the "they" he had just heard were.

Is it the people in North America who secretly kept black slaves?No, impossible, Congress cannot do this...

Could it be the rebels sold to Angola?Shouldn't...

No matter how Brad guesses, he can't figure out where these felons are going to sell.

As the truck started slowly, Brad noticed that the vehicle started to move westward.

Windhoek Prison itself is located on the northern outskirts of the city. This time it was midday. Although it was midsummer, it was still extremely cool when the vehicles were running on the plains. Even the smell of many prisoners gathered in the carriage Disappeared.

In the cool breeze, many prisoners snored while lying on their stomachs in the carriage.

Seeing this, Brad, who was originally wary of these prisoners' riots, slowly relaxed.

Namibia, which has just recovered from the black light virus, is even more desolate than ever. Brad stood on the carriage and looked out, but only saw the endless horizon in the distance. Occasionally a few quiver trees stand alone on the side of the road. After several rounds of cleaning, occasionally Brad could still see corpses in the corners.

It was a villager who died on the roadside when the black light virus broke out.

Brad sighed secretly. It seems that this country has a long way to go if it wants to rise...

The vehicle has been traveling for two hours, about 140 kilometers, and has entered the area of ​​Namib Naukluft National Park. In about an hour's journey, you can arrive at Walvis Bay by the sea. City now.

And I heard that there is another foreigner who built an international city here near Walvis Bay. It is called a city of life or a city of science.

Brad thought to himself, but it was a pity that he never had a chance to go there.

But at this moment, the two trucks gradually stopped.

"Reached?"

Brad and the other two prison guards refreshed. They looked forward, but they saw that the place was still deserted and there was not even a village on the side of the road.

"Captain, why should we stop here?"

Before Brad asked, the colleague beside him poked his head out of the car and asked towards the cab in front.

"The department with us will be here soon."

But what everyone didn't expect was that the captain responded like this.

"Connect here?"

Brad looked around blankly, "But there is no prison here, right."

But before he could finish speaking, he heard a bang from afar.

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound, and immediately saw that on the road ahead, a fleet of mighty convoys came quickly from a distance.

In that team, Brad not only saw two armored vehicles and two trucks, but even on top of the team, there was a helicopter escorted!

Is that the military convoy?

Brad widened his eyes in shock, but saw that the logo on these military vehicles was not the national flag of Namibia, but a black hole...

"No, it's wrong, that's..."

"Black Light Technology......!"