Skynet Architect

There were clear marks on the broken six-wheeled armored vehicle. It was a vehicle of the United Nations Rescue Organization, dedicated to rescue activities in various disaster areas.

Looking at this vehicle, the vehicle that used to fight has only one shell left, which has become a trash can here.

"That's what the United Nations used to deliver supplies and rescue to you? Why did someone attack them?" Si Fan asked in confusion.

These people came here to bring them peace.

Talking to the intercom, the opposite guide Joshua hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said calmly: "The people who might kill them saw that their supplies were not given to them, so they killed them with RPG, right? "

He didn't have much confidence in what he said, but what Si Fan could hear was indifference, absolute indifference. He said that it was as if he usually ate steamed buns or wontons at night.

However, that representative is the people from the United Nations rescue organization who came here to help them.

No wonder there is no United Nations rescue in Mogadishu now, no one will come to take care of them anymore, the Knights of Malta may be the last to believe in them, and then...the regiment is destroyed.

After driving by a car on the street, the original road has become ragged ground after more than ten years of time. There are so many bumps on it. Si Fan feels that if he drives on such a road for a few hours, he will It's going to be motion sickness.

Finally, after half an hour, he came to a seemingly ordinary slum, or the entire Mogadishu is a slum, but there are no residents around here, all are broken walls, in that city The exquisite carvings on the abandoned houses tell Si Fan that there used to be a very good life here. The people of Mogadishu used to be very happy. They have their own houses, their own laws, and even their own good lives. industry.

But a civil war turned them into what they are now, or in other words, I don't know how many people are behind them.

The arms dealers must bear the brunt.

"Boss, we have reached the place where Sombra fell, but there is no such plane here anymore." Joshua said in the intercom.

"Then let's get off the car," Si Fan said.

As soon as the voice was over, all the Terminators had come off the car in front. They carried their tactical backpacks and began to clear the field. Only after all the commanding heights nearby were occupied, did they send a safety signal to Si Fan.

That's right, in Mogadishu, the most dangerous place in Somalia must be on alert at all times, otherwise death may be found at any time. Moreover, the entire Mogadishu knows that a group of Chinese have arrived by private jet.

After receiving a safe signal, Si Fan opened the door and got off the car.

When your feet land, the first feeling is hard.

That's right.

The ground is very hard and dry. You can see the flying dust when you step on the ground with your feet. The hot sun shines on the body, which feels uncomfortable, just like lamb being put on the grill. After a while, I was already sweating profusely, and even Si Fan had a feeling.

It seems that he is going to be roasted out of oil.

This is almost cumin and chili noodles.

"Joshua, tell me the story of the time. I want to know the true story when the Black Hawk fell, and some things about Mogadishu, such as the guy named Aidid." Si Fan Said to his guide that he is now approaching Si Fan under the gaze of Niubi, but with Terminator T800 by his side, if Joshua is not good, Si Fan absolutely believes that Comrade Niubi will be within 1 second. He killed him before raising his hands.

Joshua had just gone through a battle between heaven and man, but in the end he succumbed to Sfan's powerful fighting power and Franklin, which exudes the fragrance of banknotes.

They only accept US dollars.

Now this guy is very honest, Si Fan asked about these things, he started talking on the spot, and told Si Fan about the accident that year.

But the first thing he explained was his side.

"This is my home. I used to have 3 brothers and parents. But they all died in that war." This was the first sentence he said, and then he took Si Fan to the side.

Before the Black Hawk fell, Mogadishu was not a good place. A civil war turned Mogadishu into a purgatory on earth. The flames burned the entire city. It was a flame of bullet rage, penetrating people’s bodies. To take them to hell.

On the side of the road, a huge tin canning house attracted Si Fan’s attention. On it, I don’t know who made random graffiti on it. Maybe someone was peeing there, and huge flies were constantly hovering. .

However, Si Fan looked cold in his heart. This city was indeed a horror city, and he didn't know how many people died in it.Si Fan could not judge.

But it is certain that the people who die here are absolutely suffering.

"This place is used to execute women and children. They will all be driven into it, and then shot with a heavy machine gun outside. If someone can escape, then he can survive." Joshua said .

After hearing what he said, Si Fan felt a chill for no reason, and suddenly it seemed that there was a breeze blowing, and it seemed that he heard the howling of countless souls.

This is a square box, like a large can, about two to three meters high. What was it used for? I don’t know what it was used for, but there are bullet marks from heavy machine gun bullets all over it, and there is another in the lower left corner. With the scars left by the mortar shells, Si Fan even saw the eggshell of a shell in the garbage dump.

But he knew that this was definitely not the original shell that smashed the tin box.

The ground was clean and there was no smell of blood. More than ten years was enough time to wipe off the scars of the year, but the bullet marks still remind Si Fan that this is a different world, and the law of the jungle is believed here.

"What else?" Si Fan said.

He wanted to listen to this guy telling a little story to himself.

But Joshua was very interested, and he actually persuaded Si Fan.

From his mouth, Si Fan knew that if you want to have your own house and own site here, you don’t need to buy it anywhere, you don’t need to find a real estate developer, you just need to buy a batch of weapons first, and then hire a batch of weapons. The young man is fine. About a dozen people pay 50 dollars a month. They will work for you. Then you can buy the fence as much as possible. The land that can be enclosed is yours, provided you can hold it.