Chapter 633 vs 300? Is the company paying the ransom, or is it time to go on the road?
In the swaying pickup truck bed, Jin Xu looked at Liang Hui and Shao Yiming beside him. The three of them looked at each other, with a hint of panic in their eyes.
Whether Abyssinia is in chaos or not can be determined by looking at its neighbors. Next door is Somalia, the famous fishing expert in the Gulf of Aden.
In addition, two-thirds of the country is plateau, and there are more than 80 ethnic groups, so there are already many conflicts.
Except for the central and northern regions which are relatively stable, there are numerous armed groups in other regions.
The most powerful among them is the Omoro armed group. Backed by the Omoro ethnic group, which accounts for 35% of the country's population, it continues to grow and develop even under suppression.
It is mainly active in the central and southern regions, often attacks local central department staff, and has as many as 5,000 armed members under its command.
"Brother Xu, I'm only twenty-three this year. I was ignorant before the age of six, and it took me sixteen years to study. I've just had a few days of comfort and happiness, and now I have to say goodbye to this world?"
Shao Yiming said in a low voice with sobs.
Among the three, he was the tallest and usually looked carefree and tough, but at this moment, tears and snot were streaming.
There was no way. Whenever Shao Yiming thought of the beheading video he had seen before, he couldn't help but shiver all over.
"Be quiet, kid. What are you afraid of? These Omoros only want money, not lives. Just wait for the company to come forward and redeem you."
Jin Xu was also scared, but he couldn't bear to hear Shao Yiming howling beside him, so he spoke to comfort him.
"Brother Xu, is this true? Don't lie to me."
After hearing this, Shao Yiming's body shaking instantly became much less severe.
Liang Hui opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.
In his spare time, he conducted in-depth research on the situation in Abyssinia, and Jin Xu's judgment was correct.
The Omoros kidnapped Chinese businessmen to demand money on the one hand and to put pressure on the central government in order to create trouble for them on the other hand.
But here’s the problem!
There is a precedent of Omoro armed members shooting civilians!
"Shut up!"
A dark-skinned armed member raised his hand and slapped Shao Yiming hard with the butt of his AK47. His right cheek immediately swelled up after the slap.
Jin Xu shrank his neck in fear and fell silent.
A group of four cars sped along the bumpy Gobi Desert towards the distance.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe half an hour, maybe an hour. After all, when people are extremely frightened, their perception of the passage of time is extremely low!
The car stopped suddenly.
Jin Xu looked around and saw that the surrounding mountains and forests were dense and the terrain was extremely complex.
A ray of sunset disappeared into the horizon, and the breeze rustled through the bushes.
"get off!"
The armed member holding an AK47 shouted at them in broken English.
Jin Xu struggled to stand up and jumped out of the truck.
Liang Hui and Shao Yiming followed closely behind.
However, Shao Yiming's legs went weak and he fell directly to the ground.
The right side of his face rubbed against hard gravel, and immediately blood beads oozed out, each one as big as a bean.
"Damn it!"
Shao Yiming's hands were tied, and he struggled to get up, muttering to himself.
“Go!”
Omoro's armed men raised their guns and signaled the three men to move forward.
Three kilometers into the dense forest, the terrain suddenly becomes steep.
The huge lava landform formed a natural barrier, and hidden in the cracks was a secret passage that was only wide enough for two people to pass through.
After passing through three passes guarded by armed sentries, the view suddenly opened up.
The camps hidden in the dense forest are scattered along the mountainside.
The buildings are mainly wooden houses and brick and stone houses, supplemented by tents. There is not even a two-story building.
In the storage room carved out of the rock wall, AK47 rifles and rocket launchers were wrapped in oilcloth and neatly stacked, and the Arctic Kingdom logo on the ammunition boxes had long been blurred.
In an open space not far away, there were about a hundred Abyssinian regular soldiers sitting on the ground with smiles on their faces. They looked more like camping tourists than prisoners.
Six people who looked like Europeans and Americans and four people who looked like Asians were also sitting on the ground, and there were a dozen local people who looked like students.
Jin Xu, Liang Hui and Shao Yiming were self-aware and squatted down obediently.
"We're screwed now. We're stuck in this wilderness. We can't get far even if we want to."
Shao Yiming complained in a low voice, with a look of despair on his face.
"No wonder the Omoros have reached the suburbs of Asbeba. It turns out that all the regular troops have been captured!" Liang Hui said in a low voice.
He sniffed hard and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The pungent smell made him feel nauseous.
“Hi, are you Chinese businessmen in Asbeba?”
Among the four people with Asian appearance, there was a middle-aged man in his thirties who asked Liang Hui and the other two.
"Well, I guess so." Jin Xu was cautious and answered before Liang Hui and Shao Yiming spoke.
"The four of us are engineers from the Huatong Group. My name is Hao Ren. What are your names?"
Hao Ren asked casually.
"Brother, you're not even sure whether you can go back alive, and you still want to make friends?" Shao Yiming rolled his eyes at the other person and said unhappily.
What the hell is this place? Is it for you to make friends?
"Brother, there is always a way out when you reach the mountain. There is always a way out when you are surrounded by willows and flowers. It's time to eat and drink. They definitely didn't kidnap us here to kill us somewhere else!"
Hao Ren said with a grin.
"Awesome, he has a really big heart." Liang Hui couldn't help but sigh.
"If I'm not brave enough, how could I run to Africa? Fortune and wealth must be sought through risk! By the way, which company are you from?" Hao Ren asked again.
Liang Hui and Shao Yiming both turned their eyes to Jin Xu, but Jin Xu just laughed it off and casually brushed it off.
As the saying goes, when fellow villagers meet, they shoot each other in the back.
Jin Xu had been cheated by Chinese people in Asbeba before, so he was naturally very wary.
The other side.
Zhou Jinling saw that it was already dark, and Jin Xu and the other two hadn't returned yet. He then looked at Qi Liang and asked, "Could something have happened?"
"Brother Zhou, we are in Asbeba, the capital of Abyssinia. What could happen? It's very safe."
Qi Liang said indifferently.
He had been in Africa for several years and was already accustomed to the peace and chaos there.
Some areas are like the third and fourth tier cities in China, where rich people drive Mercedes-Benz and BMW; some places are still tribal and rely on animal husbandry for their livelihood.
This seemingly fragmented scene is the true reality on the ground.
For this reason, when Orange Technology and Orange Vehicle Industry conduct business in Abyssinia, they usually only operate in the central and northern regions, leaving the markets in other places to dealers.
Zhou Jinling chuckled, but his brows remained furrowed. He then warned, "That's what I said, but there are always unexpected things. Give Jin Xu a call and ask him where he is."
"Okay, Brother Zhou." Qi Liang nodded in response.
He picked up his phone and called Jin Xu.
“Beep—beep—beep!”
But the prompt sound rang for dozens of seconds and no one answered.
Seeing this, Zhou Jinling took out his cell phone, found Liang Hui's contact information, and pressed the dial button.
“Beep—beep—!”
With a "click", the call was connected!
"Ah Hui, where have you three been? Have you forgotten about the team-building day?" Zhou Jinling asked.
"I have your men in my hands. If you want them alive, prepare three hundred thousand US dollars and wait for news tomorrow."
At this time, a hoarse voice shouted in broken English.
Zhou Jinling's face darkened, and he immediately asked, "Who are you?"
"O-Moro!" The Omoro armed member who answered the phone answered word by word.
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Qi Liang, who was standing opposite Zhou Jinling, saw his pale face and immediately joked, "Did it get smashed? Did Liang Hui get caught playing PUBG?"
"I don't know whether they ate the chicken or not, but this time things are troublesome. They ran into Omoro's armed group and were captured."
Zhou Jinling twisted his eyebrows together and said with a dark face.
"How about we call the police first?"
Qi Liang's voice was a little weaker. He had been in Africa for a long time and knew the efficiency of the local inspection office.
Sometimes after reporting a case, the time to wait for news is longer than the time to find the person, and you may even be asked to pay a "case handling fee."
Zhou Jinling shook his head, walked quickly to the desk and grabbed a satellite phone.
Just as his fingers touched the fuselage, Zhou Jinling paused again, turned back to look at Qi Liang, and lowered his voice very low: "You should contact Elita first. She has been based in Asbeba for more than ten years. Maybe she can get in touch with the people in Omoro."
"Okay." Qi Liang immediately realized the seriousness of the matter and hurriedly called Elita.
The opponent's digital stores are spread across the central and southwestern regions of Asbesba, and the southwest is where the Omoro armed members are most active.
Without connections and strength, let alone selling mobile phones, even transportation is a big problem. The probability of being robbed is as high as 200% to 300%, because on average you will be robbed two to three times for each trip.
Zhou Jinling was contacting his colleagues at Fengxuan Security Company.
He has been in Asbesba for three years. How could he not know whether the local inspection office is reliable?
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The next day, June 6, the weather in Luzhou became increasingly hot, and the sound of cicadas chirping could be heard from the sycamore trees on both sides of the road.
After breakfast, Chen Yansen and Song Yuncheng got into the back seat of the Hongqi L5 and said to Huang Boxiang in the driver's seat, "Old Huang, let's go."
"Okay, boss." Huang Boxiang responded and then drove quickly towards Xucheng.
Behind the Hongqi L5, there was a black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle in the distance.
“Buzz buzz buzz—!”
The phone in my pocket rang.
Chen Yansen took out his cell phone and found that it was Bai Zhenshan from Fengxuan.
"Boss, Orange Mobile and Orange Car, a total of three employees, were kidnapped by armed members of Omoro yesterday on the A2 highway in Asbeba."
Bai Zhenshan explained slowly.
"How much does it cost?" Chen Yansen asked without hesitation.
"300,000 US dollars." Bai Zhenshan replied.
"Money is a minor matter, but we must ensure the personal safety of these three colleagues and handle this as quickly as possible."
Chen Yansen immediately gave the order.
Since Senlian Capital dared to do business in Africa, it had considered this situation.
The strength of the Omoro armed organization in Abyssinia cannot be underestimated. Although there are only more than 5,000 armed members, the Omoro is the largest ethnic group in Abyssinia. If there is no shortage of weapons, it can form a team of 100,000 people at any time.
These wild mountain bandits who live next door to the Somalis will kill people if they don't see the money.
What's more, it's just 300,000 US dollars, there is no need to put your employees at risk.
Money can make you powerful!
Looking around the world, banknotes are the most reliable pass.
Of course, if you take the money but don't do the job, Feng Xuan will not be a pushover.
Although Fengshun has only a little over a thousand employees in Africa, most of them have received rigorous training and their military qualities are far superior to those of Omoro, who were converted from tribal members.
After determining the boss's attitude, Bai Zhenshan immediately knew what to do.
Don’t worry about anything else, just get the money and rescue the person first.
Bai Zhenshan hung up the phone and immediately contacted Lu Feng, the general manager of Fengxuan Abyssinia branch.
"Old Lu, the boss's message is very clear. Save the people first. You take the other men to pay the exchange fee. First, ensure their safety. Don't get in a fight during the handover. Second, have the drone team clearly mark the lava tunnels around the Omoro camp and leave a retreat route just in case."
Bai Zhenshan knew very well that when dealing with armed organizations, he had to show sincerity but also have a backup plan.
After learning about this, he took action quickly.
However, Omoro has too many armed members, and Fengxuan only has more than 20 staff members in Asbeba.
20 VS 300?
Unless everyone is a captain of the Lighthouse Nation, there is no chance of winning.
At the same time, in the Omoro camp, Jin Xu was staring blankly at the wasteland not far away.
I worked hard to get a position as a supervisor, with an annual income of hundreds of thousands.
He rented a big house in Asbeba, hired a driver and a nanny, and started dating a local college student who was mixed-race, had wheat-colored skin, and a curvy figure.
In China, she is definitely a goddess.
But in front of him, she was as obedient as a little lamb.
Can I go back?
Jin Xu thought secretly.
From yesterday afternoon to this morning, he only drank a little northwest wind, his stomach was empty, and he felt listless all over.
Hao Ren from the Huatong Group quietly approached and said, "I overheard their conversation last night. They were talking about exchanging captured regular troops with the Central Command for seized munitions. If there's no news by noon, they'll 'deal with' the two European and American hostages first to establish their authority."
"Do you understand Omoro?" Jin Xu suddenly looked up with a look of surprise.
"Is it difficult? I once briefly sponsored an Omoro university student and took the opportunity to learn a little bit."
Hao Ren said seriously.
Pooh!
Just say you are supporting someone and try to flatter yourself.
Shao Yiming spat inwardly.
However, he fully supports the Omoro armed group's plan to sacrifice European and American hostages.
As the saying goes, I would rather die than let my friend die!
Just then, an armed man came over, poked Jin Xu with the butt of his rifle and said, "Follow me."
Is the company paying the ransom, or is it time to go on the road?
Please at least explain it clearly!
Jin Xu shouted in his heart.
Liang Hui and Shao Yiming followed behind.
Hao Ren shrank his neck and muttered, "Did I hear it wrong? It's not Europe or America, but Asia?"
These words just happened to float into Shao Yiming's ears.
(End of this chapter)
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