According to the information provided by Tiberi, the rebel headquarters is in a building attached to the airport, but I don't know if Saif himself is in, otherwise I'm very interested in handling him.

In addition to the two regiments of the protection command, their camp is divided into three parts, which should be divided according to the establishment. These are the main forces of the rebels. After seif grabbed the diamond mine and gold mine, they hired many professional soldiers as instructors when they had money in their hands. It's unclear how far they trained, but be careful. After all, there are tens of thousands of troops, Rushing over and stepping on it can kill us alive.

Tiberi told us everything he knew and talked for a while. It was very late, so we asked him to go to bed first. We changed into dry clothes, put an infrared alarm that was not easy to find at the door of Tiberi's house, and we began to rest separately.

I thought I would lose sleep. After all, it was an enemy occupied area, but I didn't know whether I was too tired or whether I had the courage to grow to the size of a watermelon. Almost as soon as my head touched the pillow, I went to sleep.

There is no light in the basement, so I don't know when it's bright outside. We don't have to get up early, so I sleep very well. When I wake up, I stretch my whole body. I'm tired for many days, and my mental state is very good.

Old black ears are very clever. Almost as soon as I moved, he woke up. This guy slept very comfortably and shouted "Shuang" to wake up the others.

We cleaned up, put on our ordinary clothes, mended the skin that changed the color of the skin, left all the heavy firepower at Tiberi's house, and went out with only self-defense weapons. We were ready to get familiar with the terrain in the rebel area.

In the absence of war, buta is no different from ordinary towns. Except for the poor number of people, some fruit stalls and department stores are opening their doors to do business. Large and small craters can be seen everywhere on the ground, and bullet marks can also be seen on the walls. There is a crater surrounded by blackened jet blood, which should be the effect of bullets hitting the human body, I don't know who hit, but judging from the blood area, it's probably dead.

We tried not to attract attention. We were divided into several groups and pretended to be local people purchasing daily necessities. I bought some fruits and local food and took them in my hand.

Congo has a large area of forests, so the local people have the saying of "eating trees", which has both metaphorical and practical significance. Because they export a large amount of wood for food, and also process some kinds of trees and fruits into food. Fruits are everywhere. However, due to the war, they often starve to death, which must be said to be a very wonderful thing.

My French is not as good as Lao Hei, so I don't talk much. He is very good at it. He talks to the store while purchasing. He looks like he can get familiar everywhere. However, he really needs to admire this guy. He has the spirit of the market and the Jianghu and can make friends everywhere.

After chatting with some stores, he suddenly rushed to me like a treasure, pointed to a bottled sauce at the door of the store and said to me, "dead monkey, do you know what it is?"

"I don't know, African chili sauce?" I blurted.

"No" Lao Hei was still proud, and then announced the answer: "it's made of a local rhubarb ant, called ant sauce."

"Oh" I casually agreed, wondering how he told me this, but I vaguely felt that this guy wanted to make fun of me again.

"Don't you want to know how to eat?" old black saw that I wasn't interested in paying attention to him, but he still chattered next to me. I began to doubt whether he was infected by brother donkey and how he became so nagging.

"Dip in green onions?" I said perfunctorily.

"No, hey hey, look there." he reached out and pointed in a direction. It was a food shop. There was a shelf at the door with some roasted animals on it. I saw it just now, but I was worried about the local health situation, so I didn't dare to buy it or inquire about it.

"What?" I felt that this guy was coming to the point.

"Ha ha, it's a roasted monkey, ha ha," the guy said, looking at me with a happy face.

"It's a local specialty food. I also bought some and went back to have a taste at night." shopkeeper Qian interrupted from behind. After that, he patted me and squeezed my eyes. It seems that I'm the same as the one hanging on it.

"I hate this place." I was laughed at by the two guys with food, but only such a sentence came out.

At this time, the voice of an alcoholic came from the invisible earphone and solved the problem for me: "boss, I found a place that you might be interested in."

"Where? Tell me," I said, pretending to yawn and blocking the other microphone in my collar with my hand.

"In the room we passed just now, there were some women sitting in it, like a place selling X"

As soon as I heard it, I suddenly got a big head: "what do you mean? What do you mean? I may be interested. You mean Lao Hei. I tell you that if this goes to my wife's ears, she will have to find me. You want to have fun. I don't care whether I arrive or not, but I remind you that this is Africa. HIV is not within the scope of our company's medical insurance, and you will be responsible for the consequences at that time."

"The boss joked. I'm not the one who wants to take off his pants when I see a woman. I think those rebels, whether gambling or drinking, are in groups. It's not easy to start. There's only that kind of place in the world. Most men appear alone and have low vigilance. It's very convenient for us to start."

"Yes! Brilliant! Niu B! Old man, this is the experience of whoring!" the others also heard the drunkard's idea, and there was a sound of praise on the radio.

"OK" I thought about it and thought it was highly feasible. You know, as long as there are men, there will be such a business. It has been like this since ancient times. Moreover, the more there is no legal system, this kind of business is often more popular, especially in a war-torn country where we don't know whether there will be tomorrow after today. All men know how to have fun in time, Will also spend the stolen money on the women here.

With this idea, we passed on some places near the camp and located several places for fur business. It seems that tomorrow is not the business peak of these stores. Only a few lazy dozing women sat at the door, most of them black, yellow or white.

"Aren't they afraid of getting sick?" I asked Lao Hei curiously, because he often appeared in such war-torn areas. I should know more about him.

"For money, men can take risks to kill and set fire, and women can take risks to pick up guests."

"Oh? Do they charge a lot?"

"It should be graded. Local goods are the cheapest, tens of dollars a time. Women with other skin colors will be more expensive, hundreds of dollars, and fast food. It is estimated that only those officers can afford to spend. If they pay attention to safety, they should reduce some risks, but some of them have already got it and are simply broken." Lao Hei said, I couldn't help being afraid, It's not a meat business. It's like having sex with the God of death. It's over if you're not careful.

After we found out the route, we chose a chicken shop with a hidden location and a small path behind it, ready to start here.

But now it's not the time. Most of these women sleep in the back cubicle. We went back to Tiberi's house and stayed at night. We took what we needed and crossed several streets to the place we looked forward to during the day.

This time, it's quite different from the daytime. Many bars and other places on the street began to open. There were noisy voices, whistles and screams. I don't know whether they were gambling or fighting.

During the day, there are only a few women at the door of XX store. Now the number has increased several times. They are wearing exposed clothes and are making a noise to attract customers.

When we didn't have time to listen to them introduce "service items" and "quotation", we jumped in from the back wall. Shopkeeper Qian, drunkard and brother donkey met outside, and Lao hei and I went inside.

We came in and chose the highest grade room. According to Lao Hei, the guests are generally willing to spend money. Most of them are senior officers and know a lot of things.

The door wasn't locked and there was nothing to steal here. When we entered the room, both of us hid under the bed. Because it was a spacious double bed, the space under the bed was not small and didn't feel crowded.

But lying down and waiting for a pair of wild mandarin ducks to come in and "fight", I always felt a little bored. I asked, "Lao Hei, you often come to this place, don't you?"

"Here? No, I never visit kilns in Africa. I don't want to take that risk."

"What about somewhere else?"

"Of course, I've been there. The service in Japan is the best. The imperial enjoyment is also good in Thailand. It's OK in Europe and America. Women are beautiful, with long legs, large breasts, upturned hips and good Kung Fu. But I always think the service is poor and the details are not thoughtful enough."

"I'll go. You're still whoring out of experience?"

"Of course, I tell you, the best thing in my memory is that time... And that time..."

Lao Hei told me several times about his experience of buying spring in one breath, all of which are vivid. This guy is usually careless, but he remembers the details very clearly. Where is it, the layout in the room is either luxurious or elegant, women's characteristics, nicknames, what he is best at, how many times a night, and the best thing is the love of those women He remembers funny underwear and nighttime toenails. Look at this meaning, he can talk for two hours at a time without a duplicate.

At first, I heard it well and felt very fresh. Later, I became more and more annoyed. Finally, I began to pray in my heart. Hurry up, TMD, come in, a prostitute and a whore, and let this guy shut up.