Everyone got into the car and found that the off-road vehicle he was riding in was modified and the windows could not be pulled down at all.
"Don't try it, it's at least two centimeters of bulletproof glass, and the body is also bulletproof."
Xu Chuan sat on the cab on the right and said to others, "Come on, let me take you to experience the real Johannesburg, the world's most famous Golden City, and the crime capital with a crime rate of firmly ranked among the top ten in the world."
"By the way, I'll remind you again. I know you don't read current affairs news, so I definitely don't know that our boss will come to Johannesburg to attend the China-Africa Cooperation Forum next year."
"Now the South African government is already very proud of its face, so even if the conditions are not as good as you think, don't show off your disgust to me, don't say I didn't remind me."
They have to stay here for two days. There is actually no place to play in Johannesburg, but this place is the most prosperous city in South Africa and even Africa.
It is also a city with a clear gap between the rich and the poor. There are some things that are worth showing to people.
Their car followed an armed Hummer and drove along R24 toward the city.
The city center here has fallen, and the wealthy have almost moved their homes and offices to Westcliff, Thornton and other neighborhoods north of the city.
There are high-end residential and office buildings blocked by powered fences and barbed wire, and there are 7x24 private security companies patrols.
Xu Chuan's convoy drove directly to the city center.
They are going to cross the most dangerous blocks to take pictures of the most realistic Johannesburg.
It includes the most famous Hillbrow area, around the railway station and other blocks.
...
Just before they left the airport, a group of four people, three men and one woman walked out of the airport.
The leader was nearly fifty years old and had a gray beard on his face.
"Have the Latif people got the roadmap?"
This uncle has a clear Aier blue accent.
Another man wearing a hat and sunglasses replied, "They have contacted the local gangsters and should be able to get the road map soon."
The uncle Ailan cursed expressionlessly, "This group of trash labos."
Then he glanced like a hunting dog and glanced at the nearby few who noticed their little black.
These people who originally wanted to keep up immediately turned around and left in a hurry.
“This place is getting worse and worse.”
As he said that, he walked towards the parking lot and after getting in the car, he said, "Niwei, I can't trust those people."
After driving out of the parking lot, the people from the South African government had not completely left before. The people in the car immediately became alert when they looked at the guards with live ammunition.
"What's going on?"
Uncle Aierlan's face looked very bad.
The woman named Niwei pointed to a banner that had not been put away yet, "It seems that there is a shooting team from China."
In this way, everyone's hanging hearts relaxed.
These people have problems with their backgrounds and can't help but investigate at all.
"Huaxia, Huaxia, ha..."
Uncle Aierlan pulled up the car window and leaned relaxed on the seat.
Their cars also headed toward the R24 road.
...
Xu Chuan and his group have now arrived at the Hillbrow district in downtown Johannesburg.
“Is this mess here?”
Chen Zi sat in the car and looked at the garbage everywhere on the street in surprise.
The civilians on the roadside were looking at their convoy curiously because it was really exaggerated.
Many people may think that the car behind is sitting the President of South Africa or the heads of other countries.
Some people also pointed at them.
But do you want to say that this place is dangerous? Indeed, for ordinary people, even local black people have to carry electric shock devices to defend themselves when they go out on the streets.
This place is different from dangerous neighborhoods like New York and Los Angeles. When you encounter a robbery, you can't just say you're paying 20 yuan or handing over your wallet.
Because of the different efficiency, should you force you to the corner and threaten to hand over everything quickly, or should you come behind you and then take away everything quickly.
And there is no ban on guns here, everyone can buy weapons from regular channels
So, in Johannesburg, robberies are really easy to kill.
But then again, this place is simply a paradise compared to Nansudan or Zuliya. After all, these are just crimes rather than wars.
Anyway, if it was in a hot spot, Xu Chuan would never follow such a fleet of obviously important figures.
Because, you may not be able to walk out of five hundred meters and then come over with an RPG, which is not a joke at all.
Although some people on the roadside are giving them middle fingers and cursing some unpleasant words, they do not act excessively.
Because even the most brutal gangster in the local area knows that the remote control weapon station on the roof is not a decoration.
That thing can really calm down.
"This place turned out to be the city center of Johannesburg, so there are many tall buildings."
While driving, Xu Chuan introduced some of the situation in the city to the people in the car.
The infrastructure here has obviously not been updated for a long time, and the garbage piled up everywhere on the streets is completely declining.
Of course, they won't stay here for too long, and the South African government certainly doesn't want them to show the appearance of these backward cities.
After all, what they hope is to bring tourists from China, rather than telling others that there is some chaos here, at least some chaos in some places.
After walking around the city center twice, I looked at some of the more famous attractions, including the former tallest tower in Africa, Hillbrough Tower, the former tallest building in Africa, the Johannesburg Park Railway Station, the City Hall, etc.
Accompanied by security personnel, everyone got out of the car and walked around the nearby shopping mall, then bought things and took some photos.
The shooting team also released the drone nearby and took some aerial photos of materials.
Faced with these fully armed security personnel, the civilians on the roadside were very accustomed to it.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! There are private security companies (PSCs) everywhere in this city, and everyone is no longer surprised, but this time the scale is a little larger and it is a bit high-profile.
Although there are some differences between PSC and PMC, the difference is really not big. If you are classified roughly, then the PMC is serving military and military purposes.
The PSC provides services for non-military organizations such as enterprises or private enterprises.
However, the personnel of the two actually overlap very well, such as Umbrella, who provides professional military training to some countries, which belong to the scope of PMC business.
It will also provide security services to some individuals and enterprises. Of course, this part of the business really accounts for quite a small proportion, but the boundary between the two is very blurry.
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In the CIA's safe room, James Lis and others were watching the news. The news that Hua Shaotuan arrived at the airport had been reported.
And a reporter specifically introduced this reality show in China, and of course focused on Xu Chuan in the team.
A team member who was right by C said in confusion, "Well, didn't this guy just burn Notre Dame?"
The news went crazy on Twitter and other social media, saying that the guy burned the hotel in Mumbai and Notre Dame and has now gone to South Africa.
Li Si turned around, "Didn't the previous news say that France's right-wing extremists did it?"
Others said everything, but the Mumbai hotel incident had something to do with seals, so they still knew some details.
However, everyone's consensus is that this guy has something to do with the God of Doom.
Several people have been in Johannesburg for almost a month and have reached a very boring point.
"Gentlemen, there is an emergency."
Mandy Ellis walked into the lounge and then seriously handed the documents in his hand to Lis.
"A wanted Kong part of the group entered South Africa and was identified by our system."
Li Si opened the document and the photo above was the Irish man who appeared at the airport.
"Daniel Connery, a former backbone member of the Northern IRA, went into exile overseas after signing the peace agreement and stayed in most hot spots, and worked as mercenaries in Kesuoge, Carrier and Middle East."
Li Si joked, "This guy is definitely not here for travel."
"You're right, so we need to know who he will contact."
Mandy Ellis held his hands in front of her chest, and she thought this guy was here at this point, probably because of that batch of VX gases.
"The technicians are tracking their route, and Team C needs to set off right away."
"I see."
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Located twenty-four kilometers southwest of Johannesburg, Soweto is the largest black town in South Africa when the apartheid policy was implemented, and the home of Nelson Mandela and Desmond Tutu.
And now it is the largest slum in South Africa.
In order to ensure that Johannesburg was a pure white city, all black people were driven here.
Soweto means the town southwest of South West Township, but the black people here think it is so where to, so where should we go.
Most of the poor people's houses here are simple and small iron houses built with colored steel plates and asbestos tiles, like matchboxes.
The monthly rent is more than 100 soft sister coins, but there is no water. If you want electricity, you need to pull the wire yourself.
There are many illegal immigrants from neighboring countries, such as Somalia.
There are also some entertainment venues in this densely packed matchbox, such as bars.
An old Lingzhi parked near a bar and three people got off from it, one of which was Daniel Connery who had appeared at the airport.
They looked around vigilantly, while the locals gathered around were watching them hostilely.
One of the three walked to the bar door and whispered a few words to the person guarding the door.
The other party communicated with the people in the bar in the local language, then opened the door and let the three of them go in.
Four or five people have sat in the bar. Judging from the exposed tattoos, they are all local gang members.
One of the people who came in asked, “Have you found what we want?”
The gang members looked at each other, and then someone took out a suitcase from behind the wooden bar.
"What's here, where's the money?"
A gangster with a dreadlocked head stood up, supported his hands on the table and looked at the three people in front of him with fierce expressions.
Unhurriedly, one of them took out an envelope from his pocket and threw it on the table.
Judging from the thickness and the face value exposed outside, it should be about 20,000 US dollars.
The gang member picked it up, pinched it in his hand and said to others that it was fine.
Immediately afterwards, another person opened the box, which contained a stack of copied documents.
Daniel Connery looked through it carefully, and after confirming that there was no problem, he put the documents into his backpack.
"Hey guys, don't rush to leave first, let's have a drink together."
The person who spoke was obviously the boss of the gang member. He snapped his fingers and someone took out a cup behind the bar and poured everyone a cup of liquid that they didn't know what it was.
"Although I don't know what you want to grab, our R6 gang can get everything in Johannesburg."
This guy saw that the other party was so happy to give money, so he planned to expand his business.
Daniel Connery was obviously impatient, but one of them said in some dialect, "It's better not to offend them easily here."
Just as they were drinking to contact each other, James Lis had already brought people to the nearby area.
In a black neighborhood, six strangers suddenly came in. Even among them, there were black people, but they were really too conspicuous.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Be careful, these people are all members of the gangster."
Li Si reminded him and let everyone disperse.
Their target this time is definitely a tricky guy, IRA, a military organization that has been fighting with Daying for nearly a hundred years.
And this Daniel Connery is the most dangerous one among them. He has been conducting military training since his age, a veritable tool of war.
His experience in fighting is definitely more abundant than anyone present.
Mandy means to catch the alive, but if there is any difficulty, you can still kill it, but it is better to leave a living mouth.
Of course, James Lis agreed.
Team C's members have spread out from different paths to approach the bar, and some people are going around to join the other side.
There are residents on the street grilling meat at their doorstep, which looks like rabbits, but they may also be some other animal.
The air was filled with a burnt smell, which reminded Li Si of the burnt corpse when he was on a mission in Afghan.
"This damn guy, don't you put any seasonings?"
The team members around him complained, and then both of them had touched the P226's grip on their right hands.
They all knew that this man was actually a sentinel of the gang, and was specifically responsible for staring at strangers from outside.
"Hey, what are you white ghosts here for?"
The guy with the barbecue had a loud voice that allowed people two blocks to hear his voice, no wonder he was arranged here.
This guy spoke quite rudely, and the machete he held in his hand proved not a good person.
The people in the bar had definitely heard him.
Li Si pushed the other party away, and his companion immediately took out the P226 and pointed at the other person he wanted to come over.