Due to some special reasons, novel promotion and film and television dramas are exaggerated. Some people in China have always thought that mercenaries are a very profitable profession. There are even bragging on the Internet that they are mercenaries and are going to fight. They want to see people from somewhere.

But in fact, the income of mercenaries is probably the income level of ordinary people. They are not as good as those in the eyes of people who have a task of millions or hundreds of thousands of dollars, and they live a life of debauchery. There may be, but this kind of business will basically not happen once in a few years.

The highest mercenary reward was a dictator in Africa, Gaddafi, who used a large amount of gold to hire a large number of mercenaries in order to fight against the forces of Western countries. At that time, it was called a feast of mercenaries, with a price of up to 500 US dollars a day, which was enough to make mercenaries crazy.

In addition, the drug lords in Colombia once spent a lot of money to hire thousands of mercenaries to fight against government forces. However, their checkout unit was not US dollars, but drugs. One kilogram of drugs a day, which was even higher, but the premise was that you could sell it.

Most of the time, the life of mercenaries is dull. They take on a task, patrolling and garrisoning somewhere after a few dozen to one hundred dollars a day.

If you fight, you will add some money. Moreover, the combat effectiveness of the mercenaries is not very high. Most of them are retired soldiers, making a living and paddling on the battlefield. After all, who will fight to the death if you have such a little money a day?

The real money is PMC. If you take a task, you can get hundreds of thousands of dollars. Yu Zhi does such a business worth tens of thousands of dollars. Big PMCs don’t look down on them at all. Armored armed forces absolutely arm these companies. They undertake national defense tasks for a small country, and the annual funding is hundreds of millions of dollars.

For these mercenary groups, the best business is this kind of robbery business, which is 200,000 yuan at a time, with high returns during the time period, and there are assassinations tasks similar to this business. Of course, these tasks are illegal, otherwise, the price would not be so high.

After reading the information, Lamia threw it aside: "Don't be happy too early. This time the mission target is a Chinese company. We must not leave any traces, otherwise we may be unlucky. Everyone is not allowed to bring identity signs. Today we will leave here and ambush on their must-pass road. Don't let anyone know that we have taken this task, especially you two, Hack, Lewis, you two have big mouths. If the news is leaked, I will blow your heads!"

"Boss, don't worry, we won't talk nonsense!"

"Boss, you know mine, my mouth is very tight!"

The two of them immediately said that they would not talk nonsense. Ramia picked up his weapons and looked at his subordinates: "Guys, after doing this ticket, we will leave this damn place. Now everyone will prepare for it. We will go to the edge of Highway Six to wait for them to come!"

"good!"

A group of people screamed excitedly again. Some of these mercenaries are crazy people, who love war, crazy love, and like this exciting feeling, but there are only a few, but the one in the world is crazy people?

The Silver Hand Mercenary Group has already started preparations. Yu Zhigan’s convoy has just driven out of the port area. Before he even walked out of the Cape Town city, he was stopped by the traffic police in Cape Town.

The fine was said to be due to overloading, and the fine was 10,000 rand, and a car was 10,000 rand, totaling 50,000 rand. However, in the end, Yu Zhigan took out 1,000 rand and gave it to the two policemen, and the convoy set off again.

Cape Town is the most prosperous city in South Africa or the entire Africa. It was once the capital of a developed country. Although it quickly became a developing country, the buildings and various facilities built back then were quite complete, so it looked like some third-tier cities in China.

But within the Cape Town area, the desolate side of Africa was revealed to everyone. In everyone's impression, the expressway should be flat Youbai Road, and the roads in South African cities are all pretty good, after all, they still have some basic foundation.

But after leaving the city, the dilapidated side was revealed. A broken road that was built in the last century was unknown when it was built. It was the so-called highway. Oh, it is not right. It is called a national highway.

There are black people walking on both sides of the road, and occasionally some corpses can be seen. It is hard to imagine that less than a few kilometers behind you, it is an international city.

Yu Zhigan sat in the car and looked out the window. The black people looked at the convoy, some were frightened, some were envious, and more greedy. They were all fantasizing that if they could grab these things, some people took out their cell phones to make a phone call, and they didn't know what they were planning.

"A good country has never experienced too much turmoil, so it became like this!" John looked at the scenery outside the window and suddenly sighed.

John had a better say because this guy lived here for many years. After lowering the car window, John lit a cigarette and slowly spoke: "When I came to South Africa, South Africa was not like this, at least it was not as bad as it is now. The salary level in South Africa is equivalent to that of the 1970s, and it was still regressing. I think in the near future, South Africa may become a backward country!"

"Maybe, but this has nothing to do with us!" After Yu Zhigan finished speaking, he picked up the walkie-talkie: "Liu Wenlong, how is the situation over you?"

"Report to the captain, there are no special circumstances at the moment!"

"I received it. If you encounter any problems, please notify me as soon as possible and don't get off the bus!"

"receive!"

Before he could finish his words, the leading vehicle in front stopped, and the truck also stopped. Yu Zhi frowned and controlled the vehicle to pass the truck and arrived at the location of the first vehicle: "What happened!"

"Head, there are black people blocking the road in front of them. They stand hand in hand in the middle of the road and ask us to pay the toll!"

"I'll take a look!"

After Yu Zhi stopped the vehicle, he saw a group of black people sitting cross-legged on the ground in the middle of the road. A relatively strong black man stood in the middle of the road with a stick and pointed at the vehicle.

"Peter, get out of the car with me, John, if you have any questions, just shoot!"

He was robbed by a roadblock. These robbers were still a group of unarmed women and children. Yu Zhigan had encountered them many times in South Africa before, and they were very common.

When this group of people received the news that a convoy was about to pass through their village, they would call on friends to gather on the road and charge a certain fee, otherwise they would not allow it to pass. This is also a way for African indigenous people to make money.
Chapter completed!