From arms dealer to king of war

There was little defensive pressure on the mosque, but Qioga did not let others free up ammunition, but provided them with his own spare ammunition and grenades.

'Comet' couldn't figure out the situation when he arrived. He just felt that the people in P·B were a little phobic about lack of firepower, and the ammunition belt was too sufficient.

Facing the 'Comet''s thank you, Qiao Jia did not explain, but took the initiative to lead people to cover them and rush into the North District in the last darkness before dawn.

After the French left, Qiao Jia called for the 'Hemostatic Pliers' to work with the Rangers' medical soldiers to take care of a few seriously injured people.

These guys are really miserable!

Who would have thought that the T1 troops from the United States and France would suffer such serious losses in a small town in Niger?

The Rangers were okay, and the guy who was most seriously injured underwent a blood transfusion and his condition stabilized.

The condition of the remaining two wounded members of the French SAS was relatively stable, but five people died.

Under the strange expression of 'Hemostatic Forceps', Qiao Jia took out a lot of medical supplies and medicines from his bag.

Looking at the 'hemostatic forceps' as if he wanted to ask a question, Qiao Jia spread his hands and said: "Team A does not have medical soldiers, so it is normal for me to bring some medical supplies!"

After speaking, Qiao Jia waved his hand to signal the 'hemostatic forceps' to go to work on him. His eyes swept among the wounded, and he soon found the big-nosed Dutchman Neeskens.

The guy's head was wrapped in gauze and his arm was injured. He was leaning against the wall and groaning.

When Qiao Jia walked up to him, he looked like he was going to faint at any moment, telling Qiao Jia that his mind was not very clear.

Choga pulled out a knife, waved his hand to the French wounded next to him to leave him alone, and then stabbed Neskens in the thigh...

As the blade stirred slightly, Neskens let out a scream of pain...

"Don't be like this, help..."

The French soldier next to him covered his injured leg and said to Qiao Jia in embarrassment: "Sir, he is still useful."

Qiao Jia waved his hand and said: "I know, he is yours, I will just ask him a few words."

As soon as Qiao Jia finished speaking, Neeskens hugged his leg and shouted in pain: "You ask, you ask, I will tell you.

Oh, shit, why can’t the bleeding stop..."

Qiao Jia ignored the guy's wailing. He turned his hand and stabbed the knife into Neeskens' other thigh and stirred it for a moment...

"You don't seem sincere at first glance!"

Qiaojia's second stab stunned Neeskens. Who had ever seen such a 'question'?

What's the point of stabbing him twice without asking anything? What if it hurts to death?

The unfortunate Dutchman stared at the knife in Qiaojia's hand, and he didn't know whether to cover the original wound or the new wound with his hands.

He brewed like a tenor for half a minute. When Qiao Jia pulled out the knife, he let out a high-pitched scream...

"What are you going to ask, you should ask it, I said, you should ask it..."

Choga took out a recorder, shrugged at the French wounded next to him, and then, like a qualified reporter, handed the recorder to Neeskens' mouth and said: "You are from the 'Ndrangheta" people?"

Neeskens covered his bleeding thighs with both hands and wailed: "Yes, yes, I am the Dutch head of the 'Ndrangheta, and my task is to transport drugs through the ports to the British Isles.

Can you stop the bleeding first? I'm very cold now. I think you must have cut off my main blood vessel. "

After hearing this, Joga opened one of Neeskens's hands, let him look at his bleeding thigh, and said, "What are you doing in Afika?"

Neeskens looked at Qiao Jia's half-smiling eyes. He knew that he would definitely not be able to pass the test if he lied. In order to save his own life, he said honestly: "Our cargo transportation line has been cut off. I I came here mainly to negotiate with the Boko Haram people.

They have plantations in Niger and Mali. These niggas can’t even grow poppies. I want to persuade them to let us send people to guide them to increase the area of ​​plantations.

If given the chance, we would like to disrupt the arms deals between P.B. and Niger and Mali. "

This guy said it implicitly, but in fact he just wanted to kill Qiao Jia during the arms deal.

It is now clear that this guy has no deep ties to Isis, and the Boko Haram people are not on speaking terms with him.

Like Aaron said, this guy is a bit player!

Facing the 'sincere' Neeskens, Qiao Jia said with a smile: "I heard that you haven't settled the commission of the 'Iron Wall Mercenary Group' yet..."

“I’ll give it, I’ll give it, I’ll give it right away, if you ask me to make a phone call, I’ll give them the money right away.

Can you put down the knife? I am an informant from the French Intelligence Service. We are on the same team now. I will answer whatever you ask.

Put the knife down, please! "

Choga nodded with satisfaction and said: "The 'Ndrangheta, together with Boko Haram and Isis, wants to attack the military bases of the United States and France in Afika, right?"

Just as Neskens was about to shake his head, he saw Joga raising the knife. He nodded decisively and said, "Yes, they used the hostages to attract attention, and then prepared to sneak attack the military base."

Choga looked at the wise Neeskens and said with a smile: "The 'Ndrangheta is a supporter of Isis, right?"

Neeskens was silent for a moment and said, "Yes, the 'Ndrangheta purchased Isis' drugs and then sold them to Europe and the United States."

Qiao Jia put down the knife with a smile and said kindly: "The 'Ndrangheta will use their human smuggling channels to smuggle terrorists into Europe and the United States, right?"

Neeskens shook his head subconsciously and said: "I don't know...

Oh, no, I'm not familiar with the channels of human trafficking, but you are definitely right, I have also heard of some..."

Qiaojia was satisfied. There was no need to kill Neeskens. So many French people had died, and they had to take this Neeskens back, otherwise the deaths of those people would be meaningless.

Now Neeskens's "cooperating" confession is enough for Choga. Anyway, the United States and France suffered a big loss this time. Once the recording was sent to the media and Neeskens' identity was exposed, the 'Ndrangheta It's time to have a good drink.

No matter if you were wronged or not? Anyway, you are a bad person, and you will not have any psychological barriers to being manipulated by any government organization.

Qiao Jia smiled and put away the recorder, then looked at the doubtful injured soldiers beside him and said with a smile: "Look, sometimes it's good to be simple and rough, so that everyone can save some trouble."

The wounded French soldier looked at Qiao Jia as if he were a ghost. He hesitated for a long time before saying the word "conquer".

Just as Qiao Jia thought, the 'Ndrangheta's death would not be a pity, and there was no psychological barrier to tricking them.

Seeing that Joga was in a good mood, Neeskens wailed and said: "Can someone bandage it for me? I am really an informant. I also know a lot of information about terrorist organizations. The French gave me a promise." …”

Qiao Jia was amused by this guy's stupid look, and then called to the Ranger's medical soldier, "Man, come and give this guy two stitches later."

The Ranger medic glanced at Neeskens with disgust and said, "Wait, you won't die for the time being."

Qiao Jia looked at Neeskens's ashen expression, and he kindly took out two gauze and handed it to him, asking him to press the wound first, and then said with a smile: "How about we talk about business now.

Why does the 'Ndrangheta want to transport arms to Central Africa? What do you want to do? "

Neskens pressed the wound in pain, shook his head and said: "I really don't know, I came here just to...well, you should know...

I want to open the line as quickly as possible, otherwise South Americans will come and steal my market.

Others are responsible for matters in Central Africa. I don’t like their roundabout approach. In fact, I am more willing to negotiate with P·B, but some people disagree, and I have no choice..."

"Who disagrees?"

Neeskens looked at Choga's unstern expression. He lowered his head and said: "The scope of P.B's attack is too large, including the 'God's Armed Forces' in Uganda, the 'Liberation Front' in Rwanda, and some guerrillas in the Congo. All suffered huge losses.

They were all important collaborators of the 'Ndrangheta in Afika, so they rejected my request for negotiation. I don't know what happened after that. Things in Central Africa are all managed by people from the 'Armed Forces of God'.

I only know that they got a large amount of arms and contacted a group of Chadian mercenaries. I really don’t know what they are going to do next. "

At this time, Qiaojia combined the information from Neeskens and Aaron and had a rough idea of ​​the situation in Central Africa.

It's not that big outside forces are interfering, but the 'God's Armed Forces' are preparing to go to war with themselves, then there is nothing to be afraid of.

The information revealed by Neeskens is quite interesting. The 'Ndrangheta may not be the international underworld that I suspected in the past, but a joint criminal group that is both well-organized and loosely organized.

'Very strict' refers to the leader of the 'Ndrangheta, who keeps his identity very closely guarded.

"Very loose" means that the local leaders of the 'Ndrangheta have great power, and the fundamental thing that can unite them is their interests. When drug channels are blocked, their loose alliance begins to go its own way.

Neeskens initially wanted to negotiate, but then turned to an ambush after receiving the information, hoping to open up the drug line.

The 'God's Armed Forces' are much more vicious. If they want to start a war in Central Africa, it is best to overthrow the current government and let P.B. go away.

It's not impossible!

When enough people died in Central Africa, the anti-government forces took out the removal of P.B. as a condition for a ceasefire. It was difficult for the weak regime in Central Africa not to surrender.

In the unfortunate place of Afika, the opposition, anti-government, and guerrillas all know the rules of the game.

They know how to overthrow and destroy a government. To a certain extent, they know the law better than terrorists and understand the laws of democracy and freedom formulated by Westerners.

After thoroughly understanding the enemies he would face in the future, Qiao Jia felt much more relaxed.

‘Armed by God’, the name sounds very powerful, but I don’t know if it can stand up to the beating?