From arms dealer to king of war

Qiao Jia heard Boss Huang's anxiety. He rubbed his still swelling head and said: "Boss Huang, you have seen the situation in Khamu. People from the Security Department have blocked most of the roads. Now you have to Isn’t the gun making things difficult for me?”

Boss Huang on the other end of the phone listened and said anxiously: "I can pick you up wherever you are. I need 500 AK rifles and 100,000 rounds of ammunition now. You can set the price as you like. I promise not to bargain."

Qiao Jia was startled by Boss Huang's tone. He could get 500 AKs, but it would take at least half a month. After all, the universal toolbox is a high-tech printing tool with synthetic material functions. , rather than industrial assembly lines.

And since his trip to South SD, Qiao Jia has understood the risks involved in this kind of 'big business'.

500 AKs and 100,000 rounds of ammunition are enough to raise an armed force in the unfortunate place of SD.

He didn't know exactly what happened at Boss Huang's place. Qiao Jia only knew that he couldn't afford so many arms now.

I was very sorry to reject Boss Huang's 'big business'. Qiao Jia said: "Boss Huang, I don't have so much goods in hand at the moment, and a terrorist attack just happened in Khamu. I can't stay here for long. I'm very sorry. I may not be able to help this time.”

After hearing this, Boss Huang said very disappointedly: "Can't you really help? Jackal, this is a life-saving business..."

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment and said, "'Help'? When did a gun become a life-saving thing?"

Boss Huang on the other end of the phone listened. After being silent for a long time, he said in a serious tone: "My son was kidnapped, but he was very smart. He told those people that he could help them buy high-quality weapons, so he survived.

Now the other party requires me to provide 500 AK47s and 100,000 rounds of ammunition within 5 days, otherwise my son's life will be lost. "

When Qiao Jia heard this, he was surprised and said: "Don't tell me that your son was at the Khemu Hotel at that time!"

Boss Huang said in a helpless tone: "That bastard was there to receive some friends from China, but in the end not only did several of his friends die, but he also got himself into trouble.

Jackal, I know that the things in your hands are all good goods. For the sake of our relationship over the past few years, please help me.

I am a businessman, and I have no one to help except you. "

"I heard that SD is advancing the hostage rescue mission..."

“Forget about that bullshit security department, their people can’t even get into Darfur.

Jackal, help me, as long as you can help me rescue my son, you can pay the price! "

Qiao Jia could clearly feel Boss Huang's anxiety on the other end of the phone, but he really couldn't get so many things in five days, and in good conscience, Qiao Jia didn't think it was scary for someone who dared to kill people randomly in the center of Khamu. The organization will release people honestly.

After sighing, Qiao Jia said: "I'm sorry, Boss Huang, I really can't do this."

After speaking, Qiao Jia frowned and hung up the phone...

Although we are not relatives, this kind of thing will not make people feel comfortable after all, especially since Qiao Jia himself is also one of the victims of terrorist attacks.

If he had enough arms in his hands, he would definitely not refuse Boss Huang, because this is a business that can make a lot of money, and he has the opportunity to help his compatriots.

Seeing Qiao Jia hang up the phone, Nice, who had been silent, suddenly spoke in broken Chinese: "If you want weapons, I know a place that has them, but you can let me stay and help me by the way. A favor?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jia looked at Nice warily and said, "You can actually understand Chinese?"

Nice nodded and said: "My brother has been forcing me to learn Chinese since a year ago. He wants me to learn Chinese and join a Chinese company."

Qiao Jia looked at Nice's calm eyes and said doubtfully: "Who are you? What is the purpose of joining Huaguo Company?

Nice, you have helped me, but that doesn't mean you can get involved in my business, nor does it mean you can plot evil against my compatriots. "

Niss looked at Qiao Jia's serious expression. After a while, she shook her head and said in a strange straight tone: "You were very kind to me and saved my life when we were in the hotel. I treat you and Your country respects you.

My brother wanted me to join the Huaguo Company, but he just wanted me to find an opportunity to leave North Africa.

But I don’t want to leave…”

Qiao Jia looked at Nice who became a little strange in confusion and said: "Why don't you leave?

You said you are from Liberia. In my impression, everyone who has experienced war is eager to escape. "

When Qiao Jia asked the question, Kaman on the side suddenly said: "She is haunted by the devil. Such a person will never be able to get rid of killing for the rest of his life."

Kaman suddenly spoke, making Qiao Jia stunned for a moment. Then he glanced at Nice, who didn't seem to care much, and said, "What do you mean?"

Kaman looked at Nice's big, calm eyes, shook his head and said, "She killed a lot of people, and the 'devils' eroded her mind. If she can't get rid of those 'devils,' she will never be able to gain peace."

After hearing this, Qiao Jia spread his hands helplessly and said, "Can you say something I can understand?"

After Kaman heard this, he thought about it carefully and said: "I don't know how to describe it, but I know that she has been on the battlefield and must have killed many people.

Many such people will be corrupted by the 'devil' and they will become abnormal..."

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered a famous movie character ‘Rambo’.

But the pretty Nice in front of him has nothing to do with Rambo, the muscular man with a crooked mouth.

Kaman certainly doesn’t understand what PTSD is, but Joga knows the dangers of this disease because he himself once took anti-anxiety medications.

Due to his own psychological reasons, he worked under high pressure for more than three years. Excessive anxiety and vigilance made him sad for a long time, and he had to seek help from drugs.

It wasn't until his shooting skills gradually improved that his symptoms gradually eased.

And some people participate in battles under high pressure, and last for a long time, bloody, death, high pressure, which will eventually lead to a series of problems.

PTSD does not specifically refer to ‘war traumatic sequelae’, but all post-traumatic stress disorders.

Suffering abuse in childhood and major changes in adulthood, such as war, natural disasters, and serious car accidents, may all lead to PTSD.

Even if they have the same experience, different people will end up with different specific symptoms. Some will become depressed, some will have neurological disorders, some will be overly anxious, and some will develop drug dependence...

The ‘devil’ Kaman calls is definitely not the ones mentioned above, but a kind of stress disorder.

‘Hypervigilance’, ‘irritability’, and ‘bloodthirsty’ can become life obstacles for some PTSD patients.

They cannot integrate into ordinary life. Ordinary patients are fine, but those who have come out of the war will become particularly dangerous, whether to others or themselves.

They may only become comfortable when in familiar surroundings.

Kaman’s so-called ‘inability to escape killing’ is not without reason!

Qiao Jia looked at Nice, who had a calm expression. The girl had no intention of refuting Carman at all, and seemed to acquiesce.

Faced with this situation, Qiao Jia looked at Kaman and shook his head and said: "Then you are also a person who has experienced blood and death. Do you have a 'devil' in your heart?"

Kaman shook his head and said: "No, because my former enemies are more terrifying than the devil!"

Kaman's calm tone caused goosebumps to appear on Qiao Jia's arms.

This guy has lived on the battlefields of Afika for too many years. He has fought longer than many Afika men have lived.

He felt that he had been fighting the devil, so naturally no devil came to him.

This thing is a bit like some kind of self-hypnosis, self-reconciliation, and rationalizing one's behavior, which seems to be able to relieve a little stress.

Qiao Jia gave Kaman a thumbs up in admiration, then looked at Nice and said seriously: "Who are you? You definitely don't look thirty years old. What did you do in the past?"