Chapter 945: 944. The Kingdom of Chaos (3/5)

Chapter 945: 944. Kingdom of Chaos (35)

Li Du said disdainfully: "What kind of guerrillas are anti-government forces, right? A group of mentally retarded people who kill innocent people indiscriminately deserve to be dealt with by the government forces."

Wang Zhongshi said with a wry smile: "Congo and Zambia are like this. To live here, you must be prepared to encounter battles at any time."

As he spoke, he lifted his clothes, revealing a holster hanging around his waist, which contained a black pistol.

Li Du shook his head and said: "This place is too dangerous. I really don't know what kind of life you have lived in Congo these years. Why do you still stay here? Isn't it good to go home?"

Wang Zhongshi took a deep breath, shook his head, and said, "Congo is quite dangerous, but if you are used to the life here, you will understand that it is much more comfortable here than in China."

Li Du had no intention of preaching. He was frightened today, and subconsciously wanted to persuade Wang Zhongshi to stay away from this country.

The tragic scene on the airport before was still lingering in front of him. He estimated that the attack caused 40 or 50 casualties, and the death toll accounted for at least half of them, more than 20 people.

He introduced the situation, and Wang Zhongshi said relaxedly: "Oh, the guerrillas are really weasels and mice, one nest is not as good as one nest."

Li Du was surprised: "What does this mean?"

Wang Zhongshi said with a smile: "They didn't make a big fight, only a few dozen people were killed or injured. It's not a big deal. Normally, dozens of people were killed or injured in a fight in the mine."

Li Du was greatly surprised, isn't a place like Congo too chaotic?

He asked: "How bad is the public security here? How chaotic? I haven't seen many introductions in China or in the United States. I thought Africa was already stable."

Wang Zhongshi lit a cigarette, took a puff and said, "You know, millions of people died during the Rwanda massacre, right?"

Li Du nodded, and Wang Zhongshi said, "Isn't this a big deal? Then let me ask you, how many people know about this in China and the United States?"

Li Du didn't need to answer, he smiled wryly and said, "Not many people know about it, right? Africa is just like this. No one cares about Africa's life or death. This is a place abandoned by the world."

When the two young people who came with him heard this, they couldn't help but took out their cigarettes and lit them. Obviously, they felt very sad when they mentioned this.

When Wang Zhongshi came over, he wanted to take him to his mine. The mine was only about 100 kilometers away from the airport, and it would take an hour and a half to get there.

After the violent incident at the airport, Li Du didn't have the heart to go out and just wanted to rest in the hotel.

In this way, Wang Zhongshi asked the middle-aged driver to go out to buy food and drinks, and they had some food in the hotel.

Li Du is a foodie. Before he came to Africa, he was researching local specialties and delicacies.

Although Africa is unbearable in one way or another, one thing we all know is that there are many delicacies, and some places here are rich in supplies, and you can get enough food to fill your stomach without hard work.

It is for this reason that some Africans have developed the habit of being lazy and lazy.

There is no living area around the airport, and the food bought by the strong driver is mostly steak, fried fish, fried meat and the like.

But one of the fried meat is interesting, it is the famous local crocodile meat.

Sophie was not sensitive to the crocodile meat, she shook her head and said: "I don't want to discourage everyone when eating, but there are many parasites in the crocodile body, and some eggs are resistant to high temperature, frying may not kill them."

Wang Zhongshi said with a smile: "The local crocodile meat has experience. It is first soaked in a kind of herb, which is specially used to kill insects, then frozen, and finally deep-fried. It is safe."

Li Du still kept seeing the traces of the stumped limbs and broken bodies. He was not interested in meat, so he took some fruits to eat.

Congo is rich in various fruits, such as bananas, pineapples, watermelons, mangoes, and oranges. Even in winter, there are still many fruits for sale.

The driver is very good at handling things, and the food he bought is very rich.

When Li Du took the fruit, he took a pineapple, but the end of the pineapple was cut open. When he opened it, there was food similar to pineapple rice, but it was richer than pineapple rice, with cream and shrimp inside.

Wang Zhongshi asked Li Du what he was doing here, and Li Du felt that it was necessary to be cautious, so he said: "Winston Group has a lot of business in South Africa, and on behalf of the group, I came here to meet customers and visit some mines. "

Thinking of Wang Zhongshi's stay in the Congo for many years, his heart moved, and he asked, "Brother Wang, do you have a diamond mine over there? If so, we can cooperate, and the price should be good."

Wang Zhongshi smiled bitterly: "You think highly of Brother Wang, we are playing low-end mines such as copper-iron ore, diamonds and gold, we can't play well."

A guy who was eating crocodile skewers said: "It is very troublesome to cultivate copper and iron mines. Relatively speaking, the profits are not particularly large. The local powerful people look down on them. If it is replaced by diamond mines and gold mines, they will definitely kill them." We occupy the mine by ourselves."

These words reminded Li Du that the place he was in was not a developed country like Australia, but Africa, where order was maintained by fists and force.

After two days of emergency repairs at the airport, one runway with the least damage was repaired. Li Du and the others decided to leave, despite rushing to South Africa.

Since South Africa was controlled by blacks, the law and order has not been very good, but the political situation is much better than places like the Democratic Republic of the Congo. At least there are no guerrillas or anti-government forces there.

The Democratic Republic of the Congo and South Africa are separated by two countries, Zambia and Zimbabwe.

The situation in Zimbabwe is also very bad now. When chatting with Wang Zhongshi, Wang Zhongshi said that he had been there once. The currency system of Zimbabwe had already collapsed and the economy was over.

Coincidentally, this country suffered a severe drought again, food was scarce, and the country was in great chaos. Some poor people even made biscuits from the soil to satisfy their hunger.

He warned Li Du not to go to Zimbabwe, the locals would do everything possible to rob foreigners, and yellow people like them were just walking wallets in the eyes of the locals.

After this series of events, Li Du's longing for Africa has dissipated, and he only wants to reach South Africa safely.

Fortunately, the violent attack at the airport had consumed all their bad luck, and the plane passed all the way and successfully arrived in Johannesburg, Africa's golden city.

Having just experienced the chaos in the Democratic Republic of the Congo and learned about the poverty in Zimbabwe, Li Du and others felt a little uncomfortable when they arrived in Johannesburg.

Johannesburg is the largest city and the economic capital of South Africa. The whole city is modern and prosperous. The noise and hustle and bustle are no different from those of big cities in Europe and America, and the architectural styles are also very diverse.

Cole helped them contact the contact person. The name of the other party was Kofi-Lion Hunter-Zilchis Aka. In fact, his name was very long, and there were a series of titles after it, but the pronunciation was so weird that Li Du couldn't remember it.

Mr. Lion Hunter is a rich man who arranged for a Lincoln to pick them up.

When the car entered the urban area, Li Du looked at Johannesburg and felt that the city was quite similar to the United States, with high-rise buildings, heavy traffic, and white and black people scattered on the streets.