Coming to the training base in Africa, Lin Rui felt a little desolate and barren here.

A group of black buddies were running shirtless, mostly with big heads but thin bodies. Lin Rui frowned a little and said, "This is our new recruit?"

Black Panther Guray nodded, "This is only a part, there is another camp. Priority is given to recruiting soldiers with combat experience. ”

"Who taught them to hold a gun like that?" Jason looked at a black man with a gun in dismay. He was in a very strange posture, holding a gun in both hands, raising it flat above his head to shoot.

Gu Lei was a little helpless, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Most of them come from the nearby guerrilla forces and have combat experience, but they have no systematic training. Coupled with the prevalence of black African witch doctors, the locals believe that witch doctors are not only curable, but also basically responsive. So the locals go to the witch doctor for everything.

This creates a social phenomenon where they don't believe in science at all and don't understand it. Instead, they tend to use witchcraft to explain a qiē, such as Ebola, which was created when the white people at the medical station cursed them.

They generally believe that guns are also a type of white witchcraft, which means that if the gun is pointed in a general direction, the bullet will fly over and kill the target. The people who trained them to use guns also think so. So aiming doesn't matter, and many people don't even know what aiming is.

Lin Rui said strangely, "Even if you understand the gun as witchcraft, just shoot it in the general direction." But in fact, it is naturally difficult to hit without aiming, and if they don't hit, won't these blacks suspect that it is caused by the incorrect way they use their guns?"

Zhao Jianfei sneered, "Not at all, they will think that the other party has been given a bulletproof week by a wizard." Only some strange ways to break the curse will be come up with. For example, if you sacrifice a goat, dipped it in its blood and tie it to your gun, you will definitely be able to kill your target with one shot: whether he buys himself a bulletproof charm or not, and whether you aim or not.

Others insist that pouring a handful of dry sand into the muzzle of a gun before shooting at an enemy will ensure that you will be able to shoot them with a single shot. Yes, you heard it right, it's sand! It's poured into the gun! It's poured into it with faith! This leads to problems with the barrel of the gun, and there is an explosion that hurts people, so many people just raise their guns and shoot them flat with their hands above their heads, so as not to hurt themselves. ”

Lin Rui smiled bitterly, "The gunpowder residue in the barrel of the gun can't even be cleaned, and they still fill it with sand." Looks like these guys can do anything but aim well. ”

"Actually, this man is not entirely because of witchcraft. He really fought for a few days. The connoisseur shoots the spot, and the layman listens to it. Generally untrained people like to shoot continuously. And when firing continuously, the muzzle jumps strictly, not to mention if the gun is not standard. Then the buddy pondered, when the enemy surrounded him, the muzzle jumped vertically was useless, and when it came sideways, the area attack automatically swept flat. But the problem came again, after crossing the side, shooting it in the chest, the bullet casing would jump in the face, so the solution was to raise it above the head. "It is said that such a trendy shooting posture was taught to them by the instructors of their guerrillas. It is not a matter of a day or two to change, it can only be done slowly. ”

Lin Rui shook his head, "No wonder I heard that there was a strange battle between the two sides that fought fiercely for a day and there were no casualties. It is no wonder that in Africa mercenaries outwhelm the regular army. I just feel like you have a long way to go. ”

"Not necessarily, these people are still very effective if they practice well. Besides, I've got two insiders to guide them. Black Panther Guray shrugged at Lin Rui and said, "It's those two Brits over there, their skills are very good." ”

While he was talking, there was a commotion at the door, and Lin Rui and the others walked over a little strangely. There was a crowd of people at the door, and the guard saw the black panther Guray coming out and quickly explained to him. "These are here to sign up for mercenaries. ”

"Just them?" said Guray, frowning, "Take them for a medical check-up to see if they are sick." Then give it to the instructors. It's up to them to decide who should stay. ”

"Yes, sir, I said the same. But they insisted that even the child be accepted. The guard said helplessly.

"Child?" Lin Rui turned his head and saw the somewhat thin boy behind the young man. The child was only eleven or twelve years old at most, and he was very thin, so he appeared to have big eyes.

"Who is this kid yours?" Lin Rui frowned.

"He's my brother. He's smart, and he's strong. He can shoot and even kill. Take him, sir, for he eats very little, and you will need him. The young black man said with a look of hope.

"We are not a warlord boss, but a regular company, and we will give you contracts that have the force of law. It's a job, a career. But sorry, we don't do charity. The panther Guray said slowly, "Take him home." ”

"But sir, both of our parents are dead. If I become a mercenary, he will starve to death alone, and he will not be able to feed himself. The black youth almost prayed.

"But at least he can die at home, and the mercenary, I don't know where he will die?" Lin Rui shook his head. "We don't hire child soldiers. ”

"Sir, it's not a problem to be young, he can kill, he can use a gun. Come here, tell this gentleman that you used a gun. And I've killed people, hurry up. The black young man hurriedly said to the child behind him.

Looking at this child's curious and frightened eyes, Lin Rui couldn't bear it any longer, turned around and pushed the young man against the wall, pulled out a gun and pointed it at his head and said, "Do you want this kid to go to the battlefield, do you know what the battlefield is like? He will die worthless like a dog." We are the same, but we are adults, we can take responsibility for our actions, and we can take responsibility for the consequences of our actions. But it's a kid! He's still your brother!!."

"I can't survive to be a mercenary. But if I'm gone, my brother won't be able to live. The young black man cried with some despair.

Lin Rui put away the gun and pushed him away, "Get out of here with this kid, don't let me see you again." ”

"But sir...... "What more did the black youth want to say."

Lin Rui interrupted him and said, "Live well, don't think about being a mercenary anymore." Even if it's for this kid. Lin Rui thought about it, and still gave him the money in his wallet. "Take the money and go, just get any job. Don't come back. ”

The Black Panther Ghuray watched the two brothers go, sighed and said, "Maybe if they leave here, they will still go to serve as soldiers in some warlord's army." They can only do this in order to survive, and we can't save them at all. This is Africa. ”

Lin Rui was silent for a while, and suddenly kicked the ground, "This is really a damn world." ”

"Maybe the world doesn't damn it, it's just us who should be damned. Guray tapped him on the shoulder and turned away.