Samuel Hassan recently took on a big business, and today he has achieved initial results. It is almost the same as the dust has settled and he is waiting to collect money. He is very happy.

It should have been a bit hasty when he accepted it, but the profit of this business is so high, so high... It can be said that as long as it is completed, it will almost be regarded as a turning point in his life, which means that his life level has entered.

In a new stage, his power can begin to expand rapidly, and he will have more say and status in Somalia. Yes, there is a bright future ahead.

Things went smoothly, so smoothly that he was a little surprised. They successfully kidnapped the pair of children from Saudi Arabia, and then successfully sent the children here through Yemen. As long as they have returned to Somalia, what else is there to say?

Done. Although I found out this morning that I can no longer contact Ilgai in Yemen. I guess this line has been found by someone, but that’s okay. Just give up for now. Yemen is very chaotic, and I know a lot of them.

People, it’s worth paying such a small price in exchange for such a big result. We’ll figure out a solution later. Is it possible that the other party can still reach Somalia and do anything to us?

I originally wanted to have a nice carnival tonight, but after thinking about it, I'd better wait until the matter is completely over. Just have a high-level banquet here tonight - maybe it's better to be more calm? He thought for a while,

Even tonight's banquet has been cancelled. We need to stay calm, maintain a normal mind, and look at these things detachedly.

Next, it’s time to plan the future route and race against time. The reason why wise people are wise and successful people can achieve success is because when others have achieved staged results and started to party, they have already started the next work.

I was thinking about these things while sitting on the second floor of the villa, watching a group of wives and children playing by the pool.

Maybe he will really have the opportunity to control the destiny of Somalia in the future. When he was young, he began to know how to look at the world and think about things. He once considered this issue when he was about 20 years old. By then he was already a powerful man.

He is a warrior. What is different from ordinary Somalis is that when others can control their own lives to a certain extent and obtain more materials by force, he chooses to receive education and absorb more knowledge eagerly.

Awesome, but after all, he is in his twenties and is positioned as a warrior. It is not easy to get such an opportunity, but he finally learned it. Later, he joined the Lahanwen Resistance Army. In a sense, it was for his ideals, but

As his status got higher and higher, he discovered that everything was actually a mess.

Instead of following others around, why not do it myself?

There is no way to reach a really high position by yourself. After all, he started late. He understands this, but he is also tired of any ideals at this time. Being a small warlord is not bad. He has always been a maverick.

While other Somalis were thinking about sailing to the Gulf of Aden, his eyes had already crossed the Gulf of Aden, towards Saudi Arabia, and towards the Middle East.

Today, he has picked up some of his old ideas again. Because he may have received great support...

Then gunfire rang out.

The soldiers under his command are quite well trained in Somalia, but after all, they are his own team, and they cannot be as strict and serious as the American military camps in some Hollywood blockbusters. Naturally, they are still a little relaxed inside.

, as long as it’s not as loose as those pirates. But in places like military camps, gun control is not strict. Sometimes it is inevitable that some people will get into fights with each other, or guns will misfire from time to time.

.When he first heard it, he didn't pay much attention to it. He planned to call the person in charge to scold him and let him deal with it. However, when the gunshots continued, he knew something was wrong.

"Did two guys start fighting? Who was following whom? Or is there an enemy coming in?"

There were conflicts between them, and he was strict about preventing situations where they used guns to shoot. No one in the base dared to do this, but he still hoped that this would be the case. However, not long after, it was confirmed that the current

Was invaded.

"How many people are there? How many people are there? Who are they from?"

The shooting took place on the third floor over there. Why the fight took place on the third floor was really hard to figure out. After a while, someone came over to report it.

"I don't know who it is... Our people suffered heavy losses. The other party suppressed the third floor and was walking to the second floor. It seems... there seems to be only one person..."

"Alone?" Samuel was also a very powerful warrior when he was young. He has lived a good life in recent years and has gained a little weight in his belly. He stared blankly for a long time and said, "Motherfuck, he is alone? Listen to this?"

Is he fucking a person?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared from the window on the third floor in the distance. He took a submachine gun and swept across the square. Immediately, several people fell to the ground. By the time the bullets hit the window, the man had disappeared.

Already.

Samuel took a deep breath and frowned: "I don't care who he is or how many people fuck him for me."

He had calmed down at this time. No matter what, even if he was caught off guard, there were really not many people on the other side, so it was not a big problem. If he was trapped in there, the guy would be dead. The problem was that the other side was trying to

What is coming? Who sent it here?

He has too many enemies. In the past few days, the kidnapping business has probably been the most important thing. But this business came in a hurry. Even if the people there could really reach out to Somalia, they couldn't do it so quickly, and outsiders couldn't do it so quickly.

Breaking in rashly, there is always a process of collecting information. This thought flashed through his mind, and he shook his head to deny it.

Somalia has many forces and usually offends too many people, so you never know who will suddenly attack you. He filtered in his mind the candidates who might attack you at this time or in this way. Walking back to the house, he

The women and children were a little frightened or nervous. He hated this the most, so he waved his hand.

"Nothing happened. Arem will go to your room to watch TV. You guys, go back to your room and do whatever you have to do. Kita, why are you holding a gun? You are still young and there is nothing to do with you yet. We will talk about it in a few years. Go back

Put down the gun..." He drove away a few children and women. He patted the more ferocious eldest son on the shoulder and walked aside: "Go out and watch. I don't know if Duha wants to move.

We, or whoever it is, but since we want to cause trouble inside, there is probably a main attack force waiting outside that wants to attack. You gather your people and pay more attention, but before you deal with these guys inside

, don’t go out easily...***Why haven’t these few people been dealt with yet?”

He lost his temper for a while and felt that it was outrageous that he was still fighting. Is the other party so difficult to deal with?

Then a few minutes later, one of his men came over to report the battle situation. Samuel, who was still thinking about who was causing trouble, was disturbed by the sound of gunshots and asked: "Why hasn't the fighting been finished yet? How many people are there?"

"I don't know, we don't know what's going on inside. Siegel's team has already entered, but no news has come out. Some people say...some say there is only one person..."

"Sigel's team has more than thirty people, and there is only one person in it. They went in, but no news came out. Now listen, the gunshots inside are actually weakening. What you want to tell me is that Sigel and the others

Are they almost all killed already?”

Before he finished speaking, a red mark suddenly streaked across the window, followed by a shocking explosion. Samuel rushed out of the door, and then he realized that it was a rocket fired from the fourth floor window. The rocket was very powerful.

He had obviously paid for it. It pulled a red tail flame across the sky above the square and fell directly into the small parking lot on the other side. The explosion of several cars caused a chain reaction and raised an astonishing flame.

The bullets below were unable to capture the trace of the man. Soon after, another rocket roared out from another window and bombed the remaining vehicles again. Samuel's eyes widened: "Beast" he cursed, from

A light machine gun was dragged out of the room and wildly fired a whole magazine of bullets towards that side.

But apart from adding a bit of sound effects to this crazy feast, it obviously has no effect.

Starting at 2:30 in the afternoon, the sounds of conflicts began to weaken. This was not because the intruders were effectively suppressed, but because the initial chaos had turned into a relatively mechanized battle. When gunfire rang out on the third floor, that

There are people on the four floors of the fortress - the fifth floor to be precise, and there is also a basement. When one is attacked, the first reaction is to pick up a gun and organize a counterattack, and then they are swept away one by one.

Knowing how many corpses were left behind, they were actually driven out of there by the other party.

Three teams rushed in one after another. At this time, the gunfire began to become fierce, and then gradually weakened soon after. No one could come out from there. Only one seriously injured person climbed to the door of the castle. There was a black streak inside.

Ying shot a bunch of bullets at him, blasting the entire upper body of the seriously injured man.

Most of the ammunition and supplies owned by Samuel's base are stored in the basement over there. The opponent is obviously using his weapons to fight him. Thinking of this, Samuel feels extremely angry.

When no one was charging, the man would shoot out from the fortress, killing people who could be seen outside, or carry a rocket launcher to bomb the outer wall of his base. It was as if he was playing, but the covering type outside

The attacks were always unable to reliably cause damage to him. Samuel also had several snipers under his command. He arranged for the best one to go to the villa to try to suppress the other party's appearance from this side. However, soon after, the sniper's forehead

He was hit by a bullet. According to Samuel's many years of war experience, when he went to look at it, he found that what he shot from the other side was actually a pistol bullet. He didn't know whether he was a super sharpshooter or just a pure shooter.

We were unlucky here and got hit by a stray bullet that came in a parabola.

Both are equally unreliable.

There are now various theories as to how many people were invaded inside. The first group of people said they only saw one, then they said it might be two or three, and then they turned into a small team to return the gun.

Wearing a U.S. Special Forces uniform, just like the ones in Hollywood blockbusters. Samuel clearly saw it here. How could that man be wearing any Special Forces uniform?

Soon after, the rumor about the number of people changed to one person... A few minutes later, Samuel was walking around the villa and found that one of his women was actually chanting a curse, because the guys outside had already invaded.

It is said that some people have become ghosts and gods. Only one person can achieve this. What else can he do besides ghosts and gods?

Samuel doesn't believe this. He will not be such an irrational person. Now he can accept the power of the invaders. Maybe one team, maybe two teams. I don't know how they got in, but they are indeed very powerful.

.

However, no matter how powerful it is, it is still limited. If we treat it as two armies equally, he believes that his side still has the advantage. The other side seems to be able to handle it, but it is still suppressed and it will definitely be difficult inside.

. And watching those people destroying his base unscrupulously - it is impossible for him to give up here now. The most important thing in Somalia is supplies and weapons. This base has spent too much effort on him. Once he drops everything and leaves, he wants to make a comeback.

That would be difficult.

He has now regarded the intruder inside as a nearby enemy attacking with full force. As long as he changes his mind, things will become clear. He must defeat him no matter what. This is a life-or-death moment. As long as he can hold on to this time

, there is still hope for the future.

It's... more than 1 hour in the afternoon, and the sun is still bright. Looking from here, the huge black fortress is emitting smoke, like an ancient giant beast lying on this land, ruthlessly devouring the lives sent in batch by batch.

, even under such bright sunlight, it exudes an extremely gloomy aura of death, and no one knows how many lives it will swallow before it reaches saturation.

"Andrew, take your team in through the side door. Boris, your people will follow, saturate the attack, kill those gangsters for me, and take back our place."

He waved his hands and shouted.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the initial angry look had disappeared from Samuel's face, and his expression became a little dull. He was often far away from the fortress. He didn't know if there were more than a hundred people gathered now.

People, there are corpses lying on the square, and the fortress has devoured more lives. Now people have become more and more convinced that it is a demon instead of a person, because no matter how you look at it, there are really not many enemies inside.

, maybe it is really just one, but if this continues, everyone in the base will almost be killed.

No one dared to lead the team in anymore. Samuel was thinking about evacuating. If there were those two children, maybe... His eldest son Greg Hassan picked up the AK47 in his hand. He had also experienced many battles.

A soldier, but he had not participated in the battle this time. His head was covered with beads of sweat. He was obviously experiencing psychological torture and tremendous pressure. He walked over and said: "Father, I'm going."

No... Samuel stopped him with his eyes, but he turned his head: "I don't care what's inside, but after fighting for so long, he must have been injured. We are not women, we are warriors. I don't believe there are any demons, but even if he is

What a devil, I will use the weapons in my hands to take back our place and our things."

He turned back and hugged Samuel: "If we can't come out, father, you should leave as soon as possible..."

Then, he led a group of people and rushed in.
To be continued...