Tula also tried to dissuade them, "Mr. Rick, the risk of direct contact is too great. Besides, what are you going to do even if you see them?"
There were nearly 200 people there, not counting other people in the village. These people will never watch you deal with the Mopti guerrillas.
I think it¡¯s better to let him go find out the information first, and we¡¯ll talk about it after we have the results. "
¡°I don¡¯t like to be too passive and wait for news. I hope to be more proactive and understand the other party¡¯s situation. Don¡¯t worry, I will naturally have an idea when the time comes.
As long as you help me arrange to enter that village, I will figure out the other things myself. Lin Rui nodded.
"Well, if you insist so much." Tula could only nod.
"Boss, what are you going to do? Do you really need just a few of us to break into the militia group's camp? This is not like your style." Sergey asked in a low voice.
"Of course it's not a forced break-in. You two should make some preparations and help me get a decent car. Equip it with weapons and make it look like that." Lin Rui patted Sergey on the shoulder.
"Boss, what are you going to do?" Sergey was a little confused.
"Let's change our identities and go there as arms dealers. Wherever a group of mercenaries go, it will definitely arouse suspicion. But an arms dealer will not attract so much attention." Lin Rui smiled slightly.
"I understand, you want to take the opportunity to contact that militia group and find out where their arms come from." Sausage nodded.
"That's right." Lin Rui whispered.
One day later, in the village of Buriti in central Mali. Several cars stopped outside the village, and Lin Rui got out of the car. He was wearing a gray suit, a pair of sunglasses, and a cigar in his mouth.
Yelena took his arm and walked into the village.
The team members around them all look like bodyguards.
"Stop, who are you?" An armed man came out and stopped them.
"We are here to discuss business with the village chief. Someone has made an appointment for us." Lin Rui blew out a puff of smoke.
"Business talk? What kind of business?" The militant looked at him and asked.
"It's just a small business." Lin Rui shook his head, "It's not worth mentioning."
"What's in the car?" the militant asked suspiciously.
"Just some samples of goods." Lin Rui replied.
Immediately, two more armed men came over, checked their car, and then whispered a few words to the man.
The expression of the militant from before changed drastically, "Your car is full of weapons!"
"They are indeed weapons, but it depends on how you look at them. If you think of them as tools to kill people, then they are weapons.
But if you regard it as something to make money, then they are goods and commodities. We are just like the small traders who often come to your village. "Lin Rui laughed loudly.
"Are you arms dealers?" The militant's expression softened slightly.
"Actually, it's not just arms. We do all kinds of business. Including, but not limited to arms." Lin Rui smiled.
"Do you have an appointment?" the militant asked.
"Yes, someone recommended us to come here. The village chief should have already said hello." Lin Rui replied.
"Okay, you go in, but the vehicles and weapons have to stay outside." The militant waved.
"Of course you can. However, if the village chief wants to see the samples, please let me drive the car in." Lin Rui waved his hand towards Scarface.
After Scarface got out of the car with his brothers, he threw the car keys in his hand to the militant. "It's best not to move the goods on the car."
Seeing that there was no problem, the militant asked other militants to take them into the village.
The village chief in this village seems to be still very young, only in his 40s at most. Since the Fulani informant had greeted the village chief before, the village chief politely let them into the room.
Lin Rui saluted the village chief and elders according to the etiquette of the Communist Party, and said in Arabic: Allah's blessings are on you.
The village chief and several elders in the village also responded according to etiquette, and waited until everyone sat down before asking.
¡°I don¡¯t know, what do you guys want from us?¡± the village chief looked at Lin Rui and said.
Lin Rui nodded, ¡°Although I am a foreigner, I have also heard of the Fulani people.The tradition of ??. It is said that for the Fulani, bravery and fearlessness are essential qualities.
The Fulani people have a traditional festival called Salo Festival, which is a festival to exercise the willpower of young people. At the beginning of the festival, young people are grouped according to their age, pose for being beaten, mutter something, and are whipped by their peers.
At this time, the person being beaten must not only not cry out in pain, but also keep smiling. If he wavers a little, he will be regarded as a coward. Married men can also participate, but the cost of their fear of pain is even more severe, that is, losing their wives. dont know if it is like this? "
"Yes. We do have such a festival." An elder nodded.
¡°I heard before that your Fulani village was attacked by bandits, and I deeply sympathize with this. So I think it should be impossible for the Fulani people to just swallow their anger.
I think you want to retaliate, right? After all, revenge is also a tradition. Lin Rui asked slowly.
"What do you mean sir? We have never preached violence, but love, forgiveness and tolerance. But if we are violated and our homes are trampled on, then we must call for an end to the attackers and aggressors An invasion of us." The village chief said calmly.
"Then I'm in the right place." Lin Rui slapped his thigh, "To resist the attacks of thugs, you must have weapons. Although the Fulani people are brave nomads, they also need weapons to arm themselves.
You need weapons, and I can provide them. "
¡°So you say sir is an arms dealer?¡± the village chief asked in a low voice.
"I can't talk about a businessman, just a hawker." Lin Rui shook his head, "But I can still provide hundreds of people with arms. And because of my friendship with the Fulani people, I can try my best to provide You offer low prices.¡±
"How low is the price?" the village chief asked after thinking for a while.
"I can lower the price by 20% than the market price. The village chief should understand that this price has already pushed profits to the limit." Lin Rui whispered.
"The price is 20% lower" The village chief was slightly surprised and discussed with several other elders for a while. Then he tentatively asked Lin Rui, "So, how much do you have?"
"It depends on how much you need? In fact, not only your village, but also other surrounding villages, if they need it, I can also supply it.
Although my business is not very big, I have always been able to meet the needs of my customers. Lin Rui smiled and said confidently.
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