You must know that most of this Merka is an organization formed by the poor people of Somalia and the previous crippled troops, so relatively speaking, they are relatively poor, they have the money, all of them buy bullets and weapons, and they are still in the mood to buy military uniforms, so most of these guards are wearing ordinary Somali clothes.
Dark skin, simple clothes, this is the Merca.
The weapons they held in their hands were quite old, and compared to the Desert King's subordinates, they were not as good as the general's soldiers, all of whom were equipped by the American army.
I saw that he was holding the S56, the earliest Soviet-made automatic rifle, and the imitation 4 submachine gun.
This gun has long been eliminated on the battlefield, because the 356 automatic rifle is easy to jam, and the gun that explodes on the battlefield because of the jamming has an extremely high mortality rate, so the Soviet S56 has long been discontinued.
The imitation of the U.S.
Army's 4 submachine gun is also a weapon that has long been discontinued, and now the U.S.
Marine Corps uses 9, like this imitation 4 is basically as long as the sand in the desert once it enters the gun slot, it is likely that it will not be able to shoot bullets.
But right now, these Melka organizers are armed with such weapons.
If they use this weapon to fight against the well-equipped general, they will undoubtedly hit the stone with an egg, no wonder after so many years, although Merka has always wanted to overthrow the tyranny of the general, but unfortunately he is powerless.
When the conversation turned back, he said that there were four people guarding the gate.
Everyone had guns in their hands.
When Yang Hua and his three cars drove over, they saw a Somali man standing in the front, carrying an imitation 4 submachine gun, holding it up, and saying in Somali to the car in front of him: "Stop, stop." ” As his voice sounded, the Desert King's subordinates in front of him really slowly stopped the car.
I saw one of the Desert King's men jumping out of the car, smiling and saying to the gatekeeper, "We are from the desert, come into the city to pick up some goods." ” After the Desert King's men in front of him said this, the guard guarding the gate winked at them.
Then he began to turn his gaze on them one by one.
"You are the people of the Desert King," the janitor with a replica 4 submachine gun asked the man who got out of the car.
The man smiled and nodded, "Exactly, exactly." ” In Somalia, basically everyone knows the name of the Desert King, the Desert King has been doing the kind of robbery of the rich and helping the poor in the desert for almost ten years, there are too many legends about him, but because the Desert King rarely robs the poor people's materials, and sometimes, he also scatters the good things he has robbed to those poor people, so whether it is Somalia or in the city of Barra, he feels that the Desert King is not bad.
Because this desert king has something to do with the general, when he picks up the goods under normal circumstances, he basically comes to this Bara city, so as long as the people of Merka hear that it is the desert king's people, they will basically let them go and let them in.
When the man in front of him said that he was a subordinate of the Desert King, the guard at the gate muttered to his companion.
I saw that the companion standing on his side nodded slowly.
Then he turned his head and said to the desert king's men, "It's all right, it's all right, you go in."
As he spoke, he began to prepare for release.
As the door slowly opened, their car began to slowly move inside.
Yang Hua, who was sitting in the car, not only sighed lightly, but fortunately they didn't find them, otherwise something would have happened again.
After slowly entering the downtown area of Barra in front of me with the car, I saw that the downtown area of Bala was still quite lively, and I didn't know that today was the reason for the market, and I didn't know why, anyway, many people in the city began to come out.
Some people set up small stalls there to buy fruits, watermelons, tomatoes and other things.
Some of them were buying cloth and clothes and other things, and it looked quite lively.
Yang Hua and the others also noticed that not only is the law and order in this Bala urban area very good, but there are also self-defense forces patrolling there from time to time, usually 68 people, patrolling around with weapons in their hands.
This scene of prosperity and harmony is indeed a stark contrast to Namogadishu.
As the three trucks in front of him slowly moved forward, they heard the Desert King say to Yang Hua in the car, "You have come in now." ” "I'll do you one more thing at most."
Just listen to the cold words of the king of the desert.
Yang Hua looked at the desert king and said, "Thank you then." ” Just listen to the Desert King's Road: "Get off from here, and turn around the block ahead, and you will see a red-brick building, which is where Menses lived." ” "Remember what I said, this Merca organization has always hated outsiders, especially foreigners, as a last resort, remember not to let them find out your identity, and, listen to me, only Menses can make the current leader of Melca, Dillon, listen to you, understand?"
After the desert king in front of them finally told Yang Hua and them, Yang Hua and the others nodded one by one.
"Thank you no matter what," Mr.
Yang said.
"Don't thank me, I just don't want to owe you much."
"Okay, you guys get off here, the road ahead is too crowded, there are too many people, and the car can't pass at all."
Just listen to what the Desert King says.
After the Desert King said this, Yang Hua and the others also nodded.
Then they jumped off the truck one by one.
Li Nana and Xiao Ruonan also jumped out of the truck at this moment. 5 After they all came down, the Desert King turned his head and gave Yang Hua one last look at them and said, "Good luck to you." ” After speaking, he turned his head and said to the driver, "Drive." ” Then three trucks roared off into the distance.
At this moment, Yang Hua not only felt a little lost after seeing the desert king and them leave.
But they still have a lot to do now, and they can't take care of that much.
They were now dressed in the same clothes as the Somali paupers, and the Somalis with their heads wrapped up certainly couldn't tell that Yang Hua was a foreigner.
I saw that Yang Hua looked around at the Somalis who did not show any abnormal feeling for their behavior, and slowly said to the brothers around him: "Let's go." ” As he spoke, they began to move forward slowly.
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There are really a lot of people in Bala City, and many hawkers are shouting at Yang Hua there, but Yang Hua and they unfortunately can't understand a word.
I guess only Nakase can understand it
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