Andican’s Auction only starts at 11p.m, so they had plenty of time. From changing their clothes, applying make-up till they finished their strategic planning, by 9:20 p.m., everyone was done.
Lin Feng was also done arranging things on his side; after bringing the seven disguised spec-ops soldiers with him, they departed immediately.
Andican’s Auction House, Mogadishu’s underground auction house, this was a place filled with violence, blood, cruelty, inhumane, let alone dignity.
They could auction a woman, they could auction a man, they could auction a person’s head, at the same time, they could also auction off precious national treasures that had gone missing from the museums of some countries.
In this place, the queen’s scepter, crowns, the largest diamonds, the oldest mask of gold had appeared here… this was heaven for all those bidders.
In the Southeastern corner of the city, the crossfire between the Military Army and the Armed Militants had already ceased, events like this would happen nearly every week, Somalia was riddled with chaos, but it is a country, after all, a country has its Government as well as its army. However, they just weren’t that competent.
The not-competent Government gets provocated by the armed militants every now and again, and conflicts happen every now and then each week, and they were already used to life like this.
The cease-fire of cannons didn’t stop several agile figures from darting across the ruined buildings; whenever somebody tried to ‘follow them,’ then the several figures in the darkness would charge across the ruined street and enter another ruined building.
This place was located in the Northernmost part of the city, as well as the place that had its buildings defaced most seriously, under the dim illumination of the sky, the ruined buildings were like building blocks that weren’t properly assembled, and some people with OCD would wonder whether or not they could manage to reassemble the buildings once more.
Walls that disappeared entirely, hideous steel beams that were bent and rusting, large chunks of debris piled up, constructing an illusion that the world has ended.
“Brothers, don’t get anxious; we’ll come to get you really soon.” Pigeon and co. suddenly heard Z7’s smiling voice from their earpieces, “We’re going inside with the comrade sent out by the National Security Bureau first; once we figured out the interior, you guys should set up some infrared cameras, and scan the exterior, and see if they have underground dungeons or something like that.”
Hearing that news, the seven men, Pigeon, and co. Those who were sneaking around showed smiles on their faces; what they wore were throat vibrating microphones, abbreviated as throat-mics.
This device employs non-traditional voice-pickup techniques; the sounds it received was through the systematic vibration of the throat and converted into audio signals, as it doesn’t need to transmit via air; that’s why it could completely cancel out the background noise from their surroundings.
But it has one drawback, it lowers the volume of the speaker, as well as not being able to cancel out all background noises.
But it was quite suited for their current situation, in the dark of night, sneaking ahead in the darkness, surroundings that were extremely quiet, and no background noises could be heard transmitted over.
“Roger, that. Infrared has been established; we’re starting the scan.” Harrier, who was in charge of communications replied, his skills with electronic technology were on par with Z7; both were capable men at establishing firewalls and electronic detonators.
Z7 turned his head and told Xia Jinyuan: “Pigeon’s team had arrived at Andican’s Auction House, infrared has been established, we can know their results once we go in. All we have to do is wait for our operation tonight!”
“Wonderful!” V8 clapped, he grinned, showing a mouth of pearly whites as well as his canines; the large contrast between dark-brown and white caused Ye Jian to chuckle with her lips closed.
They drove as they followed Lin Feng’s car, round a corner, speed up, round a corner, speed up… not even stepping on the brakes once.
Without the sounds of gunfire, the city was really quiet, and nobody could see where its danger lay.
