Chapter 169 Teas
A silver Ford Mustang drove slowly on the dirt road. Even though its speed was very slow, less than 50 yards, the local dry weather still made the car pass by dust.
The car finally stopped outside a camp, and two men came down from it. The first white man is tall, wearing a black summer hat on his head, and a pair of wide-brimmed sunglasses cover most of the whole face, which makes people look hard.
Another man is a black man, with a tall and strong figure, following the white man with a serious face, completely like a bodyguard.
After the leading white man got out of the car, he took a closer look at the building in front of him. On the front was a spacious gate, four meters high and low. At this time, most of the passage was blocked by a wooden railing, leaving only a one-meter-wide pedestrian passage.
Linked to the gate is a two-meter-high wall with not only various sharp obstacles, but also two barbed wire.
On both sides of the gate, there are four soldiers with rifles standing straight, dressed in desert camouflage clothes, adding a sense of power to these soldiers.
"Boss, shall I ask first?" The black bodyguard behind the white man stepped forward and asked in a low voice beside the white man.
The white man withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly.
The bodyguard got the order and walked to the gate. The four soldiers had long noticed these two people, but their duty was only to guard the gate and prevent idlers from mixing into the camp. Two men, black and white, did not pass the cordon, so that the soldiers just looked at them with vigilant eyes, but the rifle they were wearing slightly raised their muzzle and aimed at the two strangers from time to time.
Seeing the black bodyguards coming forward, one of the soldiers also left their posts and came to the black people. After the two said a few words, the soldier looked at the white man standing not far away, then nodded slightly, said to his companions, and then entered a guard room by the door.
Through the glass window of the guard room, the white man saw the soldier pick up the phone and report to his boss.
More than ten minutes later, a jeep quickly drove out of the camp, and an officer jumped out of the car the moment the jeep stopped.
"Hello, I'm Senli. Para, are you? The black officer only took a look and knew that the white man was the leader. He quickly asked with a smile.
"Hayden. Wilson!" . The white man shook hands with Senli and spit out a name.
After hearing the name, he was struck by lightning and his eyes were wide open. The thick lips also opened, revealing two rows of white teeth.
As Moore's son, Senri against Hayden. The name Wilson can't be more familiar. It was because of the white man in front of him, the head of the U.S. CIA in Somalia, that the Palamin cooking army was reduced to the point where its popularity plummeted in Somalia. Even he had to put his father under house arrest with his own hands in exchange for the safety of the Palamin cooking army.
Just now, his subordinates reported that someone had obtained a piece of information about the survival of Paraming's army. Senli hurried out to have a look, but he didn't expect that the other party was Hayden. Wilson! [Wilson]
In the bright room, Senri and Hayden. Wilson sat opposite each other, and there was no other debris on the middle table, only two small flags erected. One of them is the Somali flag, and the other is the Palamin cooking military flag: on the yellow background, a majestic camel "Mr. Wilson, welcome to visit the Pala tribe!" In Sen's heart, he was guessing Hayden. Wilson meant to come here, but said with a still smile on his face. The expression is very enthusiastic, as if it were Hayden. Wilson is really a distinguished guest.
Hayden. Wilson took off all his hat and sunglasses, revealing a pair of light brown eyes, which looked plain, but occasionally there would be a flash of light.
At this time, an officer pushed the door and brought a cup of camel milk tea, which was unique to the Para tribe.
"Chief Senri, before we talk, I want to see your father!" Hayden. Wilson said slowly in a low voice.
"Oh, Mr. Wilson, I'm so sorry. My father has returned to the tribe to recuperate because of his poor health. If you want to see him, I'm afraid you have to wait until he is in good health. You know, in our tribe, a patient can't receive guests, which will be very rude and against the rules!" Sen Li turned his eyes and said helplessly.
Senri is not stupid. How can this American go to see his father now? Isn't that bringing the Para tribe to a dead end again?
Haiden. Wilson smiled indifferently and did not continue on this topic. It seemed that the question just now was just mentioned casually and did not pay attention to it.
"Chief Senri, in that case, I'll say it directly." Hayden. Wilson took a sip of milk tea, which was sweet and sour. It was very bad, but he didn't care about this, but said solemnly, "Your father once had a close cooperation with us, but now he has gone back to recuperate for physical reasons. I don't know how to treat us. Do it?"
Both of them understand that the so-called Moore's physical discomfort is a lie. In Africa, this kind of armed seizure of power happens almost every day, Hayden. Wilson couldn't pursue it either; if it hadn't been for the interests of the United States in Somalia this time, he wouldn't have come here at all.
His eyes shrank slightly, and he said in his heart, "It's still coming!" Since becoming the leader of the Paramin cooking army, when Senli was 'rectifying' the army, he also sent people to contact other forces, hoping to ease the relationship with each other. After all, if the Paraming cooking army wants to continue to survive in Somalia, then all Somalis can't be hostile to you, otherwise, there is only one way to destroy. .
Although other forces have not had a clear attitude so far, the tension has been eased, and it is not tense, which makes all those who care about Somalia breathe a sigh of relief.
When he knew that the white man in front of him was the head of the CIA in Somalia, Senri had a hunch in his heart. At this time, the other party made his words clear, but Senri did not know how to answer for a moment.
In cooperation with the United States, the Palamin Cook Army will once again return to the awkward situation when Moore was in power. The country is alone, and all forces are hostile, and the support of the United States is too small. Except for a few money and weapons, the other support is verbal. This makes it difficult for Senri to choose.
As for the oriental people on the other side of the mountain, Mori doesn't have to think about it at this time. Last time, the group of Orientals had already said that as long as the Paramin cooking army did not harm their interests, they would not care about what the Paraming cooking army did.
"Chief Senri! The United States is the most powerful country in the world. She has a lot of military power in the world and can help any ally get rid of the threat of war in a very short time. Moreover, the United States is the most developed country in the world. Any friend who cooperates with the United States will get unimaginable benefits!" Hayden. Wilson said in a chatted tone. But the inducements and threats are obvious. The military power that exists in the world can not only help allies, but also destroy enemies. Whether it is an enemy or an ally is in the forest.
Since Roosevelt became president, the United States has been accustomed to the policy of carrots and sticks. Under the deterrence of **naked interests** and high-pressure military forces, it is really difficult to choose.
... "Xiao Wei, are you full?" Li Mo watched Liu Wei put down the milk and quickly handed over a tissue and asked.
"Hmm!" After gently wiping the corners of her mouth, Liu Wei glanced at Li Mo angrily and hummed a nasal sound from her small nose.
She saw through the man in front of her. She didn't know that she loved people at all. She knew that she had just experienced the pain of **. In the morning, she had to do it again so rudely.
Li Mo also understands that Liu Wei has resentment in her heart, but who is to blame? Blame yourself for not holding it and being seduced by her little lamb-like body? Or is it a growing demand for men in the morning?
In order to calm the resentment in Liu Wei's heart, Li Mo had been a servant all morning. He knew in his heart that Liu Wei might be dissatisfied at the beginning, but after such a long time, the wisp of dissatisfaction had long disappeared. It was just a little girl who had to do something.
Li Mo brought Liu Wei's little backpack and saw Liu Wei standing up with a slight frown. I know in my heart that after the first time, a woman's trauma can't be healed in a short time. Even if Liu Wei's physical quality is high, she is also a martial arts person, but as long as she is a woman, er, here is a virgin, after that, she will experience such a situation.
"Does it hurt? Why don't you go to class today!" Li Mo was very distressed and held Liu Wei's arm and made a gentle proposal.
"No!" Liu Wei shook her head. Now she is thinking about what to say when she goes back to the dormitory. No one can figure out the ambiguous relationship between her, Zhang Lixia and Li Mo. This time she had sex with Li Mo. When she returned to the dormitory, Zhang Lixia didn't know what her expression and thoughts should be.
The close friendship between Liu Wei and Zhang Lixia has always been very strong, and even in the relationship with Li Mo, there has never been a gap. But Liu Wei was still very worried. After all, this time, it was Liu Wei who took the 'first opportunity'.
Li Mo's eyes were so poisonous that he found a trace of uneasiness in Liu Wei's eyes. After a little thought, I understood what Liu Wei was thinking.
"Xiao Wei, don't think too much. Xia Xia is not a jealous girl!" Li Mo hugged Liu Wei's petite body in her arms and comforted her.
"Hmm! Let's go!" The uneasiness in Liu Wei's heart seemed to be dispelled by Li Mo's comfort and she nodded.
When he arrived at school, Li Mo sent Liu Wei downstairs to the girls' dormitory. After watching her go upstairs, Li Mo left. However, Li Mo did not go far, but stood in a small forest not far from the girls' dormitory and looked at a window on the fourth floor through the gap in the woods. That window is the dormitory of Liu Wei and Zhang Lixia.
More than half an hour later, Li Mo's heart began to sink slowly. Did something really happen?
Suddenly, Li Mo's mobile phone rang the text message ring. He quickly opened the text message on his mobile phone, and there were only two words on it: OK!
(to be continued)