"The conflict between the north and the south of Sudan has intensified again, and a new round of civil strife broke out. The local government called on the two sides to come to the negotiating table to discuss issues together, but the situation is still deteriorating. Now the armed forces of the two sides are fighting fiercely in the Shangmu area"
In the Hoffenheim meeting room, everything was quiet.
Everyone was watching the events being reported on the big screen, and looked at each other in blank dismay.
They never thought that one day this civil war in Sudan would be related to themselves.
Zhang Xian stood on one side of the conference table, looking down at the crowd and said: "This is the current situation. At the end of December, Nasser's last news stated that he returned to Sudan, but during the training period, he did not come to report. Given the explanations given, we have reason to suspect that he was not on the plane, or was likely to be involved in this civil war."
Everyone felt a headache.
Mainly because they encountered this kind of thing for the first time, and they had no clue at all.
Zhang Xian turned his head to look at Mark Van Dino and said, "Under normal circumstances, how should we deal with this kind of thing?"
"There are basically no examples. This is the first case in football, and there are force majeure factors in the contract. At worst, we are likely to lose money and manpower."
Zhang Xian was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the others, and said, "What's your opinion?"
Ivan raised his hand and said: "We first need to confirm Nasser's situation, and even whether he is still alive, and then talk about other things."
Zhang Xian nodded slightly, this opinion is very pertinent.
But how to contact Nasser.
The communication over there has basically collapsed.
Everyone is also silent, and wars always catch people off guard.
Moreover, the pain caused by the war is extremely heavy.
They don't know what Nasser's situation is now, but even if he is alive, he should be very sad.
Mary took a deep breath and said loudly: "Sir, we need to take some actions. Now Nasser can only rely on us. When we know the situation, we can't just watch it like this. Compared with Nasser, we With more energy, we need to do something."
Luna also nodded and said: "Nasser is already a player of Hoffenheim. Although he has not signed, he is still ours. What we need now is to take him home!"
"We need to take some necessary action!" Si Min Si
"My God! He's so pathetic, we really need to do something."
After everyone talked in a hurry, they all looked at Zhang Xian eagerly.
Although each mouth is quite capable, but there is really no idea.
But they are not in a hurry. In the eyes of these people, Mr. General Manager, who has great powers, has a solution after all.
Facing these gazes, Zhang Xian couldn't help but sighed slowly.
I saw him start to meditate. At this moment, no one disturbed him.
At the door, Zhang Xian paced back and forth, turning around a few times, Zhang Xian finally stopped.
Pat!
All eyes turned to Zhang Xian again.
Zhang Xian raised his head and said loudly: "Brydon, you should immediately contact the football schools in Africa and ask them to collect information about Sudan and then report it to us."
"Okay! No problem!" Braden walked away immediately.
"Mary, go and pay attention to the influx of refugees from various European countries, and report immediately if you find Nasser!"
"I'm going right away!" Mary also left the conference room.
"Mark, spread the news through social media. Whether we succeed or not, we must let the public know that we have worked hard."
"OK!"
"Neumann, call Alpha Tim and say I need his help."
Zhang Xian spread the order in an orderly manner, and in an instant the whole club began to run at high speed.
Everyone knew that as long as they were quicker, Nasser would be safer.
Therefore, no one is lazy, and they are doing their best to carry out this rescue operation.
In the office, Zhang Xian finally received a call from Alpha Tim.
On the other end of the phone, Alpha Tim's tone was playful: "This is a strange thing, and you need my help? Is the club short of money?"
Zhang Xian said seriously; "Our finances are healthy, but I need help from other aspects."
Hearing Zhang Xian's heavy tone, Alpha Tim was stunned for a moment, and then asked; "What happened?thing? "
Zhang Xian said: "You can ask Neumann for details. Now, I need some weasels (mercenaries)."
Alpha Tim didn't ask specific questions, and said, "I have a few good choices here, but the prices vary according to demand."
"It doesn't matter how much it is, I need them to find someone in Sudan and bring them here."
"I'll send you the contact information, you can get in touch yourself."
"good!"
After another ten minutes, Zhang Xian contacted Weasel directly and issued a 'rescue mission'.
This group of weasels will go straight to the battlefield in Sudan to explore. Their mission is to find and retrieve the Nasser family.
After doing all this, Zhang Xian took a long breath.
He rubbed between his brows and shook his head helplessly.
After this incident, they lost a lot.
That guy Nasser will never leave Hoffenheim for the rest of his life, and Zhang Xian will not let him leave until he pays off his debts
On the other side, in the dark, damp cellar, the Nasser family huddled together, listening to the continuous sound of guns and guns above them, like frightened mice.
Nasser and his father guarded their mother and younger siblings.
Nasser pretended to be calm, but there was still some panic on his face. After all, he was only a 16-year-old child.
"for you."
In the darkness, my father's voice sounded, and then I saw the energy bar in front of me.
This is a leftover energy bar, opened the package, only a little left.
But now they have been trapped in the cellar for 12 hours, without a drop of water, thirsty and hungry.
Nasser swallowed while looking at the energy bar, and then turned his gaze away.
He saw his younger siblings looking at him eagerly.
This made him hesitate for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Give it to them, I'm not hungry."
A gratified smile appeared on the dry lips of the father, and he said, "Good job."
Nasser returned with a smile uglier than crying.
"You said, how long will this victory last?"
"I don't know." My father shook his head; "But what is certain is that this conflict is extremely acute, and it will only subside if one side withdraws from this area."
After a pause, he sighed; "It is our people who hope to win."
If the winner is a black man, he does not know how inhuman his family will suffer.
Racial conflicts in Sudan have a long history and are generally manifested as north-south conflicts, but the root cause is still racial conflicts.
War has never been far from this region.
Even, Nasser's growth was accompanied by the sound of guns and repeated ups and downs.
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He wants peace.
He wants to be safe! Mi He Mi
And all this will change with football.
However, at the last moment when he saw hope, this damn war had begun!