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Chapter 786: Chapter 684: One of us (please subscribe!)_1
Two of his subordinates died before his eyes.
Mulaiel watched the scene before him in terror, not bothering to wipe the blood off his face. The sensation of a bullet grazing his scalp just now still lingered in his mind and wouldn’t dissipate. Two seconds later, a faint burning sensation came from the scratch.
Mulaiel finally snapped out of his shock.
Dadadada...
Dadada...
Da.
Mulaiel observed his subordinates’ counterattacks weakening. No, it should not be called a counterattack, but rather a desperate and indiscriminate shooting because they couldn’t locate their targets, and could only guess their positions.
Watching one comrades fall one after another was horrifying.
One man, who was running, was preparing to turn around and open fire on Chai Ren and the others in a final act of defiance.
Unfortunately, the moment the African man turned around.
Shhh...
He was met by the sight of a yellow-orange bullet.
It went straight through his body.
Blood stained his heart area, and the enormous kinetic force threw him more than a meter away.
He was the last of Mulaiel’s men, other than Mulaiel himself.
Just now, when Tang Qing saw Mulaiel aiming his gun at a Chinese assistant of Chai Ren, he didn’t bother waiting for ground fighters to arrive, and directly issued a clearance command. As a result, the Unmanned Aerial Vehicle (UAV) attack began.
Machinery.
Often has higher efficiency than humans.
Particularly these combat drones specifically designed to handle emergencies. This battle in Africa was their first display, and the results were not bad. Under an average firing rate of eight per second, Mulaiel’s 105 subordinates only lasted fifteen seconds.
Every single one of them ended up as corpses.
As for Mulaiel.
There were still questions to be answered, so he wasn’t killed.
Among the people.
Chai Ren’s calves were trembling.
Although he had served in the military domestically, and had encountered robberies and wolf packs in America before, he had never seen anything like the scene before him. In just a few short seconds, over a hundred Africans had died. Even though they were all villains, they were still human lives.
The only thing he wondered was who had made the move.
Just as Chai Ren was wondering.
His bodyguards didn’t dare to hesitate. 𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙥𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝙤𝒎
This time it obviously wasn’t a general mob, but professionals, who seemed not intent on killing them.
They all moved over to Chai Ren to protect him. Their hands were all tied with rope, and they started to untie each other slowly. Soon, the ropes on more than a dozen Chinese were untied, and they warily watched their surroundings.
Chai Ren’s bodyguards did not dare to pick up the guns.
Because they were not clear if they were dealing with friend or foe.
If it was an enemy.
Having guns wouldn’t matter; if it was a friend, it seemed useless anyway.
At this moment, Chai Ren finally suppressed the trembling in his legs, took a deep breath, and loudly said, "Friend, thank you for your help, can you please come out and meet us?" The words, of course, were spoken in English.
However.
No one responded.
Chai Ren shouted twice more.
Still there was only silence.
The woods were eerily quiet.
Looking at the bodies scattered all over the ground, the silence was disturbing.
"Boss, should we go hide somewhere first, just in case they attack us?" one bodyguard suggested.
Chai Ren said with a bitter smile, "Do you think these hundred or so people had nowhere to hide?"
He was a professional and could deduce from the traces on the scene that whether they were behind potassium transport vehicles, in other cars, or behind buildings, or small dirt bunkers, none had escaped.
They all met the same fate.
Death.
It seems the area had been completely covered by someone else’s weapon fire.
The bodyguards stayed silent.
Suddenly.
"Boss, look! That leader hasn’t died." A bodyguard suddenly saw Mulaiel peeking out from behind the potassium transport vehicle. It was just a glimpse, but it could not escape the keen eyes of the tense bodyguards.
Upon the mention of Mulaiel.
Everyone’s faces changed simultaneously.
"Hurry up, find a car, we need to leave now, I..."
Before Chai Ren could finish.
The sound of cars roaring filled the air.
Everyone looked in direction of the sound and saw five black SUVs driving over and stopping beside them. With a dry throat, Chai Ren knew that anyone who could boldly drive over must be the ones who had taken action earlier.
Seeing the fifteen Africans coming out of the cars, each armed with weapons, Chai Ren gave a wry smile.
The events of the day had been puzzling, and it felt very likely that he had just escaped from the tiger’s mouth only to enter a wolf’s den.
These people said nothing but headed straight behind the potassium transport vehicle. Chai Ren began to warn that someone was behind it and might still have weapons. But they moved too quickly, and Mulaiel had already been lifted out.
"That..." Chai Ren dropped his hand.
Someone who could fire all the way to the other side would certainly know the danger, and there was no point in his warning.
At that moment.
One African man walked over.
"Mr. Chai Ren, please get in the car. We will take you to a safe place."
"You know me? Who are you?" Chai Ren asked, puzzled.
The African man did not answer, but slowly said, "The cost of this reactive rescue service is two hundred thousand American dollars. Please make the payment to Tongtian’s settlement account within three days. Thank you for your patronage. Please."
Chai Ren was taken aback.
It seemed like he remembered something in his heart.
Previously, when he was collaborating with Tang Qing’s friend, he had said if he encountered danger, he would proactively rescue him, and the fee would be calculated at ten thousand dollars per person per day. Could the other party be...?
Chai Ren was overjoyed.
They were his own people.
"Nice to meet you. Thank you for coming to rescue me. Thank you very much. Not to mention two hundred thousand, I would also give two million dollars. Thank you..." Chai Ren kept expressing gratitude, and the people around him were in a fog, not knowing why.
The fighter said, "Mr. Chai Ren, tell your men to get in the car. We will take you to Kinshasa."
"Alright, alright."
After he finished.
Chai Ren turned to his subordinates and said, "Get in the car quickly. It’s our own people. Get in our own cars. Oh, and fill up the petrol tanks. There may not be any gas stations along the way." Even though he wanted to leave quickly, Chai Ren did not lose his rationality.
When they heard they were with friendly forces.
The others were too lazy to think about why they had such powerful allies. They all rushed to their cars to refuel, taking fuel from other vehicles if they didn’t have enough. It took more than ten minutes before all the vehicles were fully refueled.
Chai Ren looked towards Mulaiel in the distance.
"So, what happens to him?" Chai Ren asked curiously.
The soldier slowly replied, "Anyone who dares to attack the potassium transport vehicles of our boss’s friend’s company, dies."
That’s death.
Chai Ren felt quite numb to the idea now.
There were still more than a hundred people lying around. One more death didn’t seem like a big deal at that point, and Chai Ren’s adaptation was evident. He was becoming numb.
He ignored Mulaiel.
The convoy quickly departed.
However, one of the soldiers’ vehicles was left behind.
Mulaiel’s face was ashen.
He knew.
He was finished this time.
Was this the power that Martin Bahati feared?
It was terrifying.
...
On the way.
Chai Ren thought about calling home to reassure them.
Beijing.
Chai Guoqiang was resting quietly in his chair.
He was worried about his son who was far away in Africa. If Tang Qing’s friend couldn’t handle the situation, he would have to report the situation to his family and even the country, asking for help. If anything happened to Chai Ren, it would be... Chai Guoqiang didn’t dare to imagine it.
Ding ding ding...
The phone suddenly rang.
Chai Guoqiang was startled.
He picked up the phone and saw it was Chai Ren’s number.
"Hello?" Chai Guoqiang asked cautiously, fearing to hear bad news on the other end.
"Dad, it’s me, I’m fine now." came Chai Ren’s happy voice.
Chai Guoqiang urgently asked, "You’re safe? What happened, did they really rescue you?" Tang Qing had said he would be there in half an hour, but that didn’t mean he would be rescued in half an hour. They would have to make arrangements and do some scouting, right? Even if it took two hours, he would find it normal.
"Did you speak to Tang Qing?" Chai Ren asked.
"Yes, he said he was aware of the situation and that his friend would be there in half an hour. Did he arrive? But even if he arrived, it wouldn’t happen this fast, would it? What about the people who kidnapped you?" Chai Guoqiang questioned.
"They’re dead." Chai Ren finally put his heart at ease. Indeed, they were allies.
"Dead?" Chai Guoqiang was taken aback.
"Yes, all the hundred-plus people who kidnapped me... they were all... killed." Chai Ren admitted honestly.
A hundred-plus people?
All killed?
Even though it was in Africa, even though they were bad people, they were still lives.
Sss...
Chai Guoqiang took a deep breath.
Harsh.
Truly harsh.
Although many mines under the Africa United Mining Group were tainted with unclear conflicts, only a few people usually died. Compared with that, this action was extremely harsh.
"Where are you now?" Chai Guoqiang asked.
Chai Ren said, "On the road to Kinshasa, escorted by their people. I plan to check on my classmate first and then return to the country immediately."
After pondering for a moment, Chai Guoqiang didn’t urge Chai Ren to return immediately.
"How long will they protect you?"
"Only until I reach Kinshasa. But they can continue to provide security, although the number won’t be large, only four, at ten thousand dollars per person per day." Chai Ren’s mind was clear; he remembered the original conditions, which provided up to four bodyguards.
"Alright, then hire four. We’ll talk about the rest when you come back. I won’t tell anyone else in the family about this, only your grandfather, to prevent them from worrying. You must be careful yourself," Chai Guoqiang said.
"I know," Chai Ren nodded.
"Also, make a call to Tang Qing, and to Wen Zhuo as well, to express your thanks." Chai Guoqiang knew about Wen Zhuo who was collaborating with his son.
"Okay."
After hanging up the phone.
Chai Ren dialed the number of another shareholder representative from the Africa United Mining Group -- Wen Zhuo.
"Mr. Wen Zhuo, thank you for the rescue."
The soldier replied blandly, "Hmm, just be more careful next time. In such dangerous places, bring more bodyguards."
Chai Ren agreed, "You’re right. By the way, I want to hire four bodyguards. Do I need to place an order on the Tongtian website?"
"No need, just tell their team leader. You’re a member, the payment method is settlement at the end of the period, but remember, it’s only for overseas. We don’t provide security services in Huaxia," the soldier reminded.
"I see, thank you."
"Hmm, goodbye."
Listening to the beep on the other end of the line.
It was obvious that he had been hung up on.
But Chai Ren wasn’t upset at all. Because every time Wen Zhuo was like this, laughing lightly, Chai Ren felt reassured. These people all had the same attitude - they didn’t get close, they didn’t chat needlessly, they only spoke with ’honesty’.
Chai Ren liked such partners.
Comfortable.
All this.
Seemed to be brought by Tang Qing.
Thinking of that sunny young man, Chai Ren felt lucky.
Ever since he met Tang Qing, he had been quite lucky, making a lot of money. Tang Qing had never treated him as a rich young man - teasing him when appropriate, talking when he needed to. If he had such a wealthy and influential friend that even made him tremble, he thought he could be just as cool.
The third call.
Naturally, it was to Tang Qing.
"Little Tang, what are you up to?"
"Chai Da Shao, I’m glad you’re safe. I’m at school, what else could I be doing. Finish your business and hurry back, come back to Beijing and have a nice meal to shake off your shock." Tang Qing had already left the command room and entered the campus.
"After such a big event, aren’t you going to treat me to a meal?" Chai Ren pretended to be discontented.
"Tsk, dream on, no invitation." Tang Qing scoffed. He had saved him, yet he wanted to eat his food too. What a loss...
"Stingy."
"I am stingy."
"..."
After a few nonsensical exchanges, Chai Ren’s mood gradually relaxed.
