Chapter 301: [Real slums]

If feasible, then this task can continue to find help.
　　 Looking out the window, the scattered night view of the capital of Sudan, Gu Ren's eyes are like torches.
　　 took out his cell phone and called Barney in the United States.
　　Dudu...dudu...dudu...
　　 "No one answered?" Gu Ren looked at the screen in a puzzled manner. The number showed that no one answered. After thinking about it, he turned his head and called Thor.
　　 This time someone picked it up soon.
　　 Gu Ren asked directly: "Hi Thor, why can't the captain's phone get through?"
Thor, who was wiping the glass in the boiling bar, had his phone on his shoulder, and asked curiously, "Barney? He came to me yesterday and told me that there is something to deal with. The phone may not be able to get through these days. Why? Your side Something?"
　　 "I have a task here. If the captain is not there, then forget it."
　　 The death squad usually takes the responsibility of the captain Barney. Since the person is not there now, Gu Ren is not good at taking the charge of the death squad to help.
　　Tor frowned and said, "Task? What task?"
　　 "A mission in Africa."
　　 "Is that the group of mercenaries you asked me last time?"
　　 "Almost."
　　 Gu Ren couldn’t tell Thor directly what the mission was. After all, this mission was related to Long Xiaoyun and others.
　　 Thor said: "If you need it, I can provide you with some help, but if you want someone, I'm afraid it won't work. You know the rules of the death squad."
　　 "I understand, I will contact you if necessary." Gu Ren smiled, he naturally knew the rules of the death squad, and the team members could not take on the task on behalf of the death squad in private.
　　 "When the captain comes back, I will tell him about it."
"Ok."
　　 Hanging up, Gu Ren looked at the address book on the phone, hesitated for a while, and called Brian who was working at Ossos.
　　 Judging from the movie, there are a lot of enemies this time. In addition to the father's mercenary group, there are also the Red Scarf Army. Even if these people have mediocre combat effectiveness, they can have a large number of them, and there are professional mercenary commanders like Dad. As long as firepower suppression is formed, it is difficult for him to lead Dr. Chen to break through.
　　 For the current plan, I can only recruit as many trusted helpers as possible.
　　……
　　 Early the next morning.
　　 Gu Ren walked out of the elevator with a small black bag.
　　 Just arrived in the lobby, the lady at the front desk stepped forward and said: "Sir, your car is arranged."
　　As a hotel suite customer, the hotel will provide car rental services.
　　 "Yeah." Gu Ren smiled politely, and followed the little black girl at the front desk to the gate of the Labuda Hotel, and saw a black Chevrolet commercial car parked next to it.
　　A sturdy-looking black guy was standing next to the car. He saw the girl and Gu Ren coming out. He immediately said enthusiastically: "Hello sir, my name is Bru, I am very happy to serve you."
"Hello Bru." When Gu Ren shook hands with the guy, he suddenly noticed that the other person was staring at the small black backpack in his hand. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "Let's go, this is I came to Sudan for the first time, thinking about taking a good look at the scenery here."
　　 "Of course no problem, sir, I will show you the best scenery in Sudan."
　　 The black guy smiled, and under the sunlight in the morning, two rows of white teeth appeared.
　　 Immediately, the two got into the car, and Bru turned around and asked, "Sir, do you want to go there first?"
　　 Gu Ren said: "You are a local, you decide."
　　Blue thought for a while and said, "Then let's go to the National Museum to see how about it, sir? Where is the largest and oldest museum in Sudan. It contains collections of ancient artifacts from the ancient stone age to the 7th century Sudan."
　　 "Sounds great, so go to the museum first."
　　 Gu Ren nodded. He didn't know anything about Sudan. Although he had read a little introduction before he came, it was more about geography, and he didn't pay much attention to the humanities and culture here.
"Ok!"
　　Blue turned the key and started the engine. The car made a humming sound, and slowly drove out of the square in front of the hotel, heading straight to the National Museum, two kilometers away.
When the car drifted away, a black man in a short-sleeved T-shirt watched the car go away by the flower bed in the corner of the hotel. He immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket and said, "Blu and the others are leaving! He will contact you at that time. That converges."
　　……
　　 Two hours later, at about 12 noon, Gu Ren stepped out at the entrance of the National Museum. He shook his head as he walked.
This museum is really shabby. It’s hard to imagine a national museum. The scale of construction is only the size of a general university library. There are many collections in it, but most of them are pottery. The craftsmanship of pottery is also bad enough.
　　 Anyway, Gu Ren feels that even a teenage child can burn a pottery that looks better than the collection inside. As for why the Sudan Museum collects these, maybe this is art!
　　 Brue immediately shouted, "Sir, shall we find a restaurant to eat?"
　　 "Is there anything to eat nearby?" Gu Ren glanced around. On the street near the National Museum, there are quite a few shops, but most of them sell handmade souvenirs.
　　 Bulu's eyes lit up and said: "I know a restaurant! It is the best restaurant in the entire Sudan."
"where?"
"It's a little far away, it may take half an hour to drive, but I promise, it is the best restaurant in Sudan!" After a morning contact, Bulu also had a simple understanding of Gu Ren. Know that this is a rich man who doesn't care.
　　 "It takes half an hour to drive?"
Gu Ren pretended to be hesitant. The looking Bruce was very anxious. When he just wanted to talk about how delicious the restaurant in his mouth was, he only heard Gu Ren shook his head and said, "Forget it, just stay nearby. Get something to eat. In the afternoon I have to hurry up and go to a slum."
　　 "Go... to the slum!"
When I was still upset that Gu Ren didn’t go to the restaurant he mentioned, he suddenly heard that he was going to the chaotic slum in the afternoon. Brue almost called out excitedly on the spot, suppressing his excitement and shuddering: "First …Sir, are you going to a slum this afternoon?"
　　 "Well, there is something to be done over there. I'm not going to talk about it. I quickly find a place to eat. I'm almost starving to death."
　　 Gu Ren said that he walked into the commercial car quickly, Bru took up his cell phone and sent a text message, and then quickly followed.
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　　 Soon, after a lunch, the two drove straight to eastern Sudan.
　　Eastern District is the largest slum in Sudan. There are more than 30,000 poor people with an annual income of less than one hundred U.S. dollars. Their daily expenses, even education, medical care, and health, all rely on international assistance.
　　 Although some countries around the world have brought education, medical and health assistance funds and programs~EbookFREE.me~, people living here still live a life that is better than death. Often the last meal is full, but the next meal is gone, and they can only lie in the dilapidated tent and wait for the next UN assistance.
　　 Looking at the blockade line made up of wooden boards and barbed wire in front, Gu Ren frowned and said, "Is it coming soon?"
　　 "Yes, sir, after crossing the blockade in front, we will arrive at the Eastern District. A terrible virus has recently appeared over there. The government army has blocked the entire slum."
　　Blue continues to play the role of an honest driver.
　　 blocked? Gu Ren asked, "Can you go in?"
　　 Blu said: "Of course, the blockade is just to block the poor inside. Generally, foreigners like you, Mr., can enter and leave freely."
　　 Soon, the car reached the cordon of the slum.
　　 At this time, two government soldiers with AKs in their hands walked to the car. After speaking a few words to each other in the local language, Blu turned his head and said: "Sir, the other party wants us to buy masks, otherwise they are not allowed to enter."
　　 "Ask him how much." Gu Ren said as he took out his wallet from his pocket, and withdrew a ten-dollar sheet.
　　 Brue looked at the thick wallet greedily, then turned to chat with the government soldier, and said: "The other party said five dollars apiece!"
　　 "Five dollars for a mask? Haha, it's really expensive." Gu Ren smiled, and handed the ten dollars to Bru, who asked him to hand it over to the government army.
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