"Gudong!"

A loud roar suddenly erupted from the door of the hotel room.

The door that Liu Xuehong and others placed unlimited hope on, and even represented life, fell straight to the ground, stirring up countless smoke and dust, revealing several dark faces and weapons stained with blood in their hands.

Liu Xuehong felt that his heart instantly sank to the bottom, and the shadow of death had completely enveloped the thirty of them. The countdown began.

When they were hiding in the house just now, they heard several consecutive gunshots and screams erupting from the house not far next door.

The other party in the previous battle did not continue to attack, but gunshots and screams still appeared in the hotel, and the meaning seemed to be self-evident.

This gang is killing people!

And they were killing travelers like them!

What was a bit confusing to him was that although this group of people started killing, they did not kill in large numbers, but seemed to be killing people selectively.

Sometimes there is movement, sometimes there is no movement.

After these guerrillas glanced around Liu Xuehong and others, they instantly showed a trace of undisguised disappointment, and even raised the guns in their hands.

It seems that people like Liu Xuehong are not what they want.

"Stop! Stop! We can give you money, a lot of money, as long as you don't kill us now!"

Seeing this, Liu Xuehong was immediately heartbroken and shouted at the top of his lungs.

These guerrillas were puzzled for a moment, then a sarcastic smile slowly appeared on their faces, and their fingers gently opened the safety.

But they did not rush to pull the trigger, but moved their hands slowly and little by little, just like several cats facing a group of little mice that had nowhere to escape.

However, at this moment, the translator behind Liu Xuehong quickly translated Liu Xuehong's words into Portuguese.

Historically, Angola has been a Portuguese colony since the 15th century. It was not independent until it was liberated twenty years ago, so the official language has always been Portuguese.

Hearing this, the guerrillas on the opposite side looked at Liu Xuehong and others in surprise.

They originally thought that these Asians were just tourists, but now they actually brought translators with them instead of tour guides, which was a bit strange.

Generally speaking, tour guides are locals, but the one speaking Portuguese in front of me seemed to belong to the same country as these East Asians.

From this point of view, these Asians should have some official dealings with Angola, otherwise they would never have brought a translator here. The eyes of the leading guerrillas suddenly lit up.

"What brought you to Angola? What country are you from?" the leading guerrilla asked.

Seeing that they had escaped disaster for the time being, Liu Xuehong asked the translator to quickly tell these guerrillas their basic situation.

"Chinese people? Come to Angola to build telecommunications network? I'm afraid they will disappoint you. You won't survive today!"

After hearing this, the leading guerrilla shook his head regretfully, and then with a wave of his hand, he was ready to directly order Liu Xuehong and others to be shot to death.

"What kind of person are you looking for? Or what do you need? I will try my best to satisfy you." Liu Xuehong shouted quickly.

After waiting for two seconds, he found that the translator did not translate immediately, but was already frightened. Liu Xuehong kicked the translator directly. The translator then woke up from a dream and quickly translated Liu Xuehong's words.

"Although it stands to reason that you are here to build Angola, that is, you are the guests of Angola, but our current situation is not very good and we cannot manage too many people, so now we only need white people, to be precise, the United States and the United Kingdom

,French and German whites and the like.”

The leading guerrilla shrugged regretfully and waved his hand again. He had no intention of talking to these Asians anymore.

They were guerrillas affiliated with the People's Liberation Army of China. This time they received orders to come to Huanbo City to carry out sabotage, but unfortunately they were discovered by UNITA people. A fierce battle broke out between the two sides, and they were forced to retreat to this hotel.

According to past experience, if they don't find a way to save themselves, there is no way they can get out of here.

The usual way of self-rescue is to search out some white people from Western countries from the hotel and ask them to mediate through their country's embassy in Angola to force the MPLA to agree to let them go.

After all, if the MPLA wants to continue to be in power even after the Soviets and Cuba have withdrawn from Angola, it must look at the faces of these Western countries.

Besides, they are not important people, they are just a bunch of gangsters. The People's Liberation Army has nothing to do with it because they have fallen out with these Western countries.

So the success rate of this move is pretty good.

As for those travelers who are not from Western countries, they can only consider themselves unlucky. They do not have much energy to manage these captives.

"You can't kill us. Our company is a Fortune 500 company, our boss is the richest man in the world, and he has a very good relationship with the President of the United States. If you kill us well, there will be tragic consequences!"

Liu Xuehong said urgently like a Sima doctor.

Although he didn't know why these guerrillas only needed white people, he could only try his best to move his people to Western countries.

It seemed that these words had some effect. After being stunned for a few seconds, the leading guerrilla asked in disbelief: "Is your boss really the richest man in the world? Is he related to the President of the United States?"

If this is the case, then they have caught a big fish this time.

"I'm not lying to you. You can check it out for yourself now. It's absolutely true."

Seeing that his words had indeed had an effect, especially when he saw the unconcealable joy in the other person's eyes, Liu Xuehong breathed a sigh of relief.

"I hope you didn't lie to me."

After saying this, the leader directly asked the people below to use the hotel phone to call the superiors and let them verify it.

After a while, Liu Xuehong fell to the ground paralyzed in an instant as he watched several guerrillas retreat silently. Tears of excitement flowed from his eyes. They survived.

"Call Mr. Shen immediately and report our current situation."

Although for the time being, the lives of himself and others have been saved, it does not mean that the crisis has really been resolved, Liu Xuehong said hurriedly.

Five minutes later, Yanjing.

After receiving the report from Shen Wei that Liu Xuehong and others were trapped in a hotel in Angola and facing life threats, Fang Chen was stunned.

"Mr. Fang, I want to review this with you. I did not ensure everyone's safety well, causing everyone to fall into this dangerous situation."

Shen Wei blamed himself very much and even said regretfully.

He was probably used to staying in China, and the Southeast Asia and South Africa he visited before were considered relatively safe countries, and even if there was any trouble, it did not break out around them, so he did not seriously consider everyone's safety issues.

"Okay, there is no point in saying these words at this time. I called Dean Zhu's secretary and asked him to help contact the diplomatic department to see if there is a way to rescue the person. Even if there is no way, We can also find out what the situation is and who the other party is." Fang Chen said a little worried.

Shen Wei nodded, this is all he can do now.

When Xu Jianshu received Fang Chen's call, he immediately helped Fang Chen contact the Chinese ambassador in Angola and learned some basic information.

After listening to this, Fang Chen felt even more dizzy.

Although Angola has been a country for 20 years, there is still no peace in the country. There has never been a unified force. Instead, people from three parties take turns taking charge.

They are the MPLA of the Popular Movement for the Liberation of Angola, FRELIMO of the National Liberation Front of Angola and UNITA of the National Union for the Total Independence of Angola.

Later, because of the MPLA, it gained support from the Soviets and Cuba, and UNITA gained support from the United States and South Africa. These two forces gradually became stronger, while FRELIMO became lonely, and now it almost ceases to exist.

The domestic situation in Angola is mainly dominated by UNITA and MPLA. Anyway, either the east wind prevails over the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind. No one has achieved a comprehensive victory, but Angola has been plunged into successive years of war.

It can be said that since the day of independence, Angola's internal fighting has never stopped.

That is to say, five or six years ago, after the Soviet Union disintegrated and the Cuban garrison left, the MPLA, which had lost most of its support, retreated one after another and allowed the pro-American UNITA to take power. Angola has been peaceful for some time. Although there were fights, they were only peaceful. It can be regarded as a local battle.

And now the Wanbo City where Liu Xuehong and the others are located has been in the hands of UNITA since the 1950s, when UNITA was first established. It is one of the important cities of UNITA and is relatively peaceful.

Otherwise, we wouldn’t be thinking about building a telecommunications network or the Internet.

But who would have known that there were actually guerrillas from the People's Liberation Army rushing in.

After listening to the ambassador's introduction, Fang Chen himself was speechless.

"I can only say that Liu Xuehong and the others were not lucky. They didn't read the almanac carefully when they went out. Otherwise, how could they have encountered such bad luck?"

Wu Maocai shook his head and said firmly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? To put it bluntly, this is caused by our own low vigilance and lack of a correct understanding of the dangers in the outside world." Fang Chen glared at Wu Maocai angrily.

Although on the surface, it is true that it is just Liu Xuehong and his friends who are unlucky, but in reality, if you think about it on a deeper level, there are many countries in Africa that are still in war, and many of them are even more chaotic than Angola.

As the saying goes, if you always stand by the river, your shoes won't get wet. If you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts.

Since Qingtian Communications sends people to Africa to bid for bids and operate the African market, as far as the situation in Africa is concerned, what Liu Xuehong and the others are encountering now, even if they don't encounter it this time, there will always be other Qingtian Communications The bidding team came across.

And since Shen Wei has been going to Africa so frequently recently, maybe Shen Wei will be the one who encounters trouble next time.

When he thought that Shen Wei, the president and backbone of Qingtian Communications, was in such a situation, Fang Chen felt very big.

"Master Jiu, what should we do now?"

Wu Maocai asked after laughing twice.

"What else can we do? The ambassador just said it clearly that China only has one embassy in Angola, not even 20 people, and there is no investment in Angola, so it will have an impact on Angola, especially the non-ruling MPLA. We don’t have much power, and we can’t guarantee the safety of Liu Xuehong and the others, so now we have to rely more on ourselves.”

Fang Chen said helplessly.

If the Soviet Union had not disintegrated, nor had it completely left Angola and given up its support for the MPLA, then it would be easier to say something.

But now, it has been five years since the Soviet Union disintegrated. If we count it in terms of giving up support for the People's Liberation Army, it may have been even longer, and there has long been no love between them.

Even if there is, at this moment, trying to get him to find a suitable person to help is basically like a fantasy.

"I'm going to call Metso and ask him to think of a way to get the U.S. ambassador to use his personal relationships to put pressure on UNITA. No matter what, they are not allowed to harm the UNITA movement. The guerrillas cannot harm Liu Xuehong and the others."

Although Liu Xuehong did not realize the key point, if he guessed correctly, these people working for the People's Liberation Army must use the identities of these Western white people to make a fuss, or even use them as a shield to threaten UNITA.

These guerrillas of the People's Liberation Army are anxious to find these Western white people. They must be useful to them and can save their lives.

It seems that the friendship over the years has not been in vain. Fang Chen called and Metsu immediately agreed.

It is not difficult for him to save face by asking the ambassador to Angola to protect a few Chinese people.

Among the minions who are trying to protect people's fate, there are no important figures that UNITA wants to kill.

"Also, call Berezovsky and ask him to bring some people and money to meet me in Angola."

After thinking for a while, Fang Chen said again.

The Chinese Embassy is really powerless and does not have that much energy, and he cannot completely place his bets on Metsu and the American Embassy. He must find a way on his own.

"Let Berezovsky go? You don't plan to? Besides, you have to go anyway, no, absolutely not! Even if you beat me to death today! I can't let you go!"

Hearing that Fang Chen wanted Berezovsky to take someone over, Wu Maocai subconsciously took a breath. He knew exactly who Berezovsky was. Over the years, he definitely had his hands full. The bloody executioner, Master Jiu sent him there and brought people with him by name. This was obviously his intention to take action.

Especially the last time he and Berezovsky went to Sweden to work on Nokia, he still has lingering fears when he thinks about it.
Chapter completed!