“Don’t look.” An indifferent yet steady gaze could be heard by her ears; it came from Xia Jinyuan, who was driving, “Somalia is plagued by civil war, children are commonly seen on the streets. Along the way, you won’t just see one or two; you might see many, many more.”
Ye Jian quietly answered to indicate she understood.
“Next, you’ll see even more tragic scenes, Blue Bird, after going abroad, especially countries plagued with strife, you can’t even trust a three-year-old, understand?” The driving Xia Jinyuan glanced at her, his gaze sharp yet fierce, with the glaring sunlight refracting from his pupils, Ye Jian gently turned her head, then saw the coldness in his eyes that were more radiant than sunbeams, “Remember this, mercy isn’t something that can exist all the time, mercy is something that you can have in the right time, in the right place.”
Z7 sitting in the back row, was currently contacting Home. Hearing what was said, he spoke sternly, “Q King is very correct; I’ve once seen a three-year-old being strapped in explosives; he ran into a refugee camp, telling the people that had taken him in that he was hungry and wanted something to eat.”
In the end, the person that took him in was also the first person to die in his suicidal explosion.
It wasn’t the kid’s fault, the innocent children didn’t understand what it means to be used, and that kid was truly hungry, but he didn’t know that he carried very lethal explosives on him.
But the insane terrorists were utilizing their innocence, utilizing their youth and ignorance, and finally, they turned into moving bombs that seemed very harmless.
After nearly two hours on the road, Xia Jinyuan and the team finally arrived in Mogadishu’s City Center; people holding guns and ammo filled the streets, endless ruins could only be seen on both sides of the road, and undamaged structures and houses were rarely seen, the peppered walls seemed to be showing any pedestrians its injuries in the war.
Even the Elite Platoon, who had been on countless missions overseas, saw such a scene; they couldn’t help but to feel sorrow. When a country’s government is led with inaction, then the ones who would suffer everything would be the diligent souls of the lowest rung; when the diligent people of the lowest rung live in chaos, then their country no longer served a purpose nor meaning for existing.
During the day, though the city was still in shambles, people still roamed the streets. It was very lively; if it wasn’t because of the ruins and bullet holes telling the Elite Platoon about this city’s lurking dangers, then they wouldn’t be able to see where the danger was.
“Prosperity, decline, misery, sin, the rich, the poor… You can see both extremes here.” Xia Jinyuan parked his car in front of a hotel that seemed quite good; his cold and indifferent voice was filled with calm towards war and strife, “This is a country in war, Blue Bird, take a good look.”
He reminded Ye Jian in the end, don’t take the peace you have seen from Home into a country lurking with danger, where firefights would happen at any moment.
Otherwise, you’ll end up badly.
Her hand was already on the car door; Ye Jian, who was just about to get off the car, returned to the co-driver’s seat; she told Xia Jinyuan very solemnly: “Understood!”
A war-torn country, live for desire, fight for desire, whoever’s desire holds the upper hand, whoever holds the more power, the greater the power someone has, the less tolerable they are of others, the fires of war raged on, never stopping until everyone dies.
Xia Jinyuan stared at her for a good while; after making sure there were no impurities in her eyes, did he turn on his ear-mic and sent his orders down, “I will go into the hotel and take a look with Ye Jian and get us our rooms, the five of you, go down and take a walk, get some info about our surroundings, remember to bring your handguns, remain in contact.”
