"Mr. An Yang, I am glad to meet you. I am the mayor of Mogadishu, Bambique. I am entrusting you to come this time, and I have an unrelenting request." , A black man with a black head and a dirty face, but wearing a white shirt, Bibic greeted An Yang enthusiastically.
In general, which one is not fat-headed and big-eared? But the mayor of Mogadishu is only a strong figure.
"Is there any entrusted task, can I talk about it now?" An Yang glanced at the mayor lightly, he was very upset now.
No matter who it is, there will be a robbery as soon as you get off the plane, and the robbery will be upright at the airport, no one will be happy.
"Now if I say my request, then it is very likely that you will turn around and leave, so I hope Mr. An Yang can give me some time and let me show you around Mogadishu. I believe that after your visit, you will It will change your attention." Little Milk Tea translated.
"I hope so. If after the visit, I still have no interest in helping you or the difficulty of the task is too high, we will choose to leave. Of course, I will return the bounty paid in advance to you." An Yang coldly He said that looking at the mayor’s procrastination, it must have been a lot of mercenary groups to help before, but the final effect seems to be not very satisfactory, otherwise he would not send people far away to China to find An Yang. As for how the reputation of Anyang Office got out—
In this era of Internet explosion, it is well known in a city, and it is still such a versatile firm. It is not impossible to become famous overseas. Perhaps under an accidental opportunity, the mayor heard of Anyang Office. Name—but anyway, An Yang finally came over.
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"This is the city center of Mogadishu." The mayor Bambik put on a pair of casual clothes, and sat in a dilapidated bun with An Yang and his group. The bun drove slowly, and there were five people sitting behind the bun. Six heavily armed soldiers carrying guns.
In Mogadishu, any resident will hide a gun in his home to prepare for it, and the way to survive in Mogadishu is to use a gun.
It’s normal to walk on the street and be attacked suddenly, but others are not fools. They will calculate how many guns and force they need to take you down. If the cost is too great and they are unwilling to do it, then you It's safe.
This is the only safe way to walk on the streets of Mogadishu, with more arms than him, to suppress his thoughts of moving you.
The city center is supposed to be the most luxurious area, but it seems like a rural area in China. Except for a large road in the center that has been built for an unknown period of time, the other small branches are all land, and there are stalls on both sides. Residents who do business, but there will never be shops. Opening a small shop in Mogadishu is basically waiting for the bombing to end. The city government center in Mogadishu has been bombed. What else? Are these people afraid to explode
Similarly, those businessmen also have guns in their hands, and private possession of guns in Mogadishu is not an offence.
But An Yang could see the customs and customs of this city from the guard and indifference on each of them.
They all wrap their hearts and isolate them from the world, and no one trusts them.
No one can be trusted.
The car drove slowly, and further ahead, it deviated from the city center, and the road began to become bumpy.
In the car, the mayor talked happily with Little Milk Tea. He would tell him almost everything about Mogadishu’s current situation with Little Milk Tea. It seemed to be for the sympathy of Anyang and the others, or to describe it plainly. A fact.
Mogadishu and even Somalia hate Americans very much, because the United States almost destroyed their country back then. On the contrary, Mogadishu’s attitude towards the Chinese is very friendly. Around the 1980s, before China The platoon reinforcements supported Mogadishu and also helped Mogadishu build hospitals, theaters, and a series of buildings.
Soon, what caught everyone's eyes was the dilapidated ruins on both sides.
Those are very old buildings. They were destroyed during the war, and no one thought about rebuilding the buildings, because no matter how to build the buildings, they would not escape the fate of being destroyed in the end, and rubbish was thrown everywhere. Yes, there are even two armored vehicles from the 70s and 80s as large trash cans. The parts of the armored vehicles have been removed, leaving only an empty body and bullet marks on the car’s skin. Looking at it, An Yang even Can restore the tragic situation of the war that year.
It was only ten minutes from the city center, and it was already so dilapidated. It is hard for Anyang to imagine how people in this city live in fear all day.
Perhaps a bullet will pass through the heart inadvertently.
Next, Bibic took An Yang and his party to visit the refugee area. On the way to the refugee area, Bibic suggested to buy some sweets to please the children. An Yang gave the money to do so.
But in Mogadishu and even Somalia, although there are many poor people, the prices are very expensive.
A small bag of candies cost about 200 yuan, which is equivalent to more than 30 US dollars. Such prices have caused the poor to face a point where they can’t even afford to eat, while those who join the Somali pirates spend all day. If you want to buy a few villas, you can buy a few villas.
When the car drove to the refugee area, An Yang and his party just got off the car, and a smell of tidal smell came on their faces with the wind, which was a musty smell.
The refugee area is located in a low-lying position. Thinking of going inside the refugee area, there is a long slope. An Yang is standing on the high slope and overlooking the entire refugee area. The houses in these refugee areas are all made of wood. Built with cloth strips.
Two or three pieces of wood are piled, and then a large piece of cloth is pulled to cover it, and a few layers of cardboard are laid on the ground, and a simple home is completed. I don’t know how long the shading cloth strips have not been washed. The colors lost their original colors under the scorching sun.
An Yang grabbed a handful of candies and waved to a group of playing children not far away. They were about five or six years old, all thin and distressing. There was only a layer of skin besides the bones. The blackness did not slip away. Yes, compared with children of the same age in China, they are even twice as heavy.
This is not a joke, this is a sad fact.
Seeing the colorful glittering light from the candy candies under the refraction of the sun, the children almost rushed up towards An Yang.
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