The colonel looked in his forties. He was thin and lean, and his eyes were sharper. In the hands of the colonel, the "super" foreign language translator that he bought in his pocket was fooled two years ago.

"Do you have a relationship with the Islamic movement in Somalia al-sha[]

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Is it related to Al Shabaab?"

"When did you receive military training, and do you want to provide military training for the rebels in Somalia?"

These two questions are already common. After Shi Shaoying answered tirelessly, the colonel's eyes turned and suddenly asked, "Where did you get your boots?"

Shi Shaoying replied casually: "I bought it online on Taobao!"

Shi Shaoying wore a pair of high-waisted military and police riot boots made by the 3515 military factory. This boot is not very delicate, but the materials are never vague. It will not distort after wearing it for two or three years. Steel plates are also installed in the midsole of the shoe. Even if you accidentally step on sharp specialties such as steel nails, or if you encounter broken glass all over the floor, it will not cause harm to your feet.

For men's leather shoes that cost thousands or even thousands of yuan, this kind of military and police riot boots that can be bought for 200 yuan on Taobao, with a pair of socks and a pair of insoles, are obviously of better quality and more durable. For men like Shi Shaoying, who have been inseparable from the military camp all their lives, they are more accustomed to wearing them.

The colonel obviously did not understand where "Taobao.com" was. He took out a photo. The protagonist in the photo was holding an automatic rifle in his hand. At the moment the camera shutter flashed, he was running on the city streets while raising the automatic rifle in his hand to shoot.

The colonel reached out and tapped on the photo, "The boots these terrorists wear exactly the same ones you wear."

I'll make it!

Shi Shaoying widened his eyes, he was really about to laugh and cry.

China has been desperately developing foreign trade in the past twenty years. I don’t know how many products have entered the international market at low prices, especially light weapons, which are cheap and of excellent quality, and are popular in third world countries. In some areas, even the Type 56 semi-automatic rifles that Chinese militia no longer use are still very popular.

Those terrorists wore a pair of leather boots made by the Chinese factory, and Shi Shaoying also happened to wear a pair. What does this mean?

"I have read the report about violent conflicts with other prisoners in prison. The warden repeatedly asked us to take you away. He believes that letting you stay will not only be life-threatening at any time, but if it is not handled properly, it may even trigger a large-scale armed riot by the prisoners. We do not want to see this."

The colonel examined Shi Shaoying's eyes with professional vigilance. Shi Shaoying's answer obviously did not allow him to explain his doubts. Shi Shaoying's conflict broke out with Islamic radicals in prison, and even caused deaths. In the eyes of professional agents, it can also be explained as having ulterior motives!

But the colonel still opened his desk and took out a ticket and a document from it. "This is a guarantee letter. As long as you sign it, you can get everything you have to do. Take this ticket to the capital of Kenya at 3 o'clock this afternoon. When you get there, you can enjoy the afterglow of the sunset while eating the most delicious food. As long as you are willing to pay, you can also find a beautiful girl to relax with you, and then completely forget that your trip in Somalia is not a pleasant one."

Shi Shaoying stared at the guarantee letter in front of him. Even if he couldn't understand the words on it that were still like the heavenly book, he also understood that this was a guarantee letter that promised that he would never return to Somalia under any circumstances. As long as he signed his name in the lower right corner of the document, he would be escorted out of the country by the Somali authorities and would never be able to set foot on the land of this country again.

But what can this happen? You must know that as long as he signs this document, he will regain his most precious freedom! After eating prison rice for a week in a row, his body was so dirty that he was so hungry that his eyes began to turn green, he took a shower and enjoyed delicious food. This series of temptations became infinitely stronger.

Under the colonel's gaze, Shi Shaoying grabbed the pen and paused his movements slightly before signing the signature, "Where is the friend who came to Somalia with me? Her name is Sikong Bowen, and she is a reporter. By the way, there is also Ximal who was taken here with me for interrogation last time. Do you know if you know the two of them..."

"My patience is limited. If you don't want to sign, I can send you back to prison immediately!"

The colonel stood up suddenly, and he leaned forward on the desk with his hands on his desk. His sharp eyes were staring at Shi Shaoying, "I don't like you foreigners, and I don't like war correspondents! Our country is in war, and people will bleed from war every day, but this is our own dispute, and we can resolve it ourselves. What does it have to do with you?"

"You people who live in peaceful environments and are called the "uncrowned kings", come over with cameras and print what is happening around us on the newspapers, so that some people who do nothing can relax and drink afternoon tea while flipping through the newspapers in a casual manner, and then sigh a few times to express their sympathy for us. Do you like to use such contrasts to show your nobleness and civilization? Do you have to use other people's misfortunes to prove your happiness?!"

Maybe the colonel was not deliberately targeting it, but his words left Shi Shaoying speechless. He didn't say anything anymore, but just picked up the guarantee letter and signed his name in the lower right corner of it.

There was no way to contact Sikong Bowen and Jimaer, and they didn't even know their current situation. After signing the guarantee letter, Shi Shaoying was armed by four live-fire soldiers to Mogadishu International Airport. Under their surveillance, he boarded a passenger plane that was about to fly to the capital of Kenya half an hour later.

Sitting in the seat where his body swayed slightly, Shi Shaoying, who watched several soldiers get off the plane and finally regained his freedom, the first thing he did was to quickly open his backpack. Fortunately, although the Somalia National Security Bureau repeatedly checked his carry-on bag and did not even let the mezzanine inside the backpack belt go, they were still disdainful to embezzle Shi Shaoying's items. Before leaving Beijing, Shi Shaoying and Sikong Bowen bought instant noodles, pickled vegetables, ham sausages and other foods from a small supermarket.

The instant noodles made with high-quality flour mixed with egg whites and fryed, were sent into the mouth and bitten hard, making a series of "creaking" and "creaking" sounds. I fumbled in the backpack and found a ham sausage. I didn't even peel the red plastic skin outside, so I bit it directly on one bite. I used this absolutely brutal method to bite the ham sausage into two pieces, and then squeezed the ham sausage into his mouth like squeezing toothpaste. The rich gravy spun on the tip of my tongue. Shi Shaoying chewed it while exhaling a satisfying sigh in his mouth.

"Your appetite is really good."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears. Shi Shaoying, who was burying his head and fighting hard with food, looked up suddenly, stood in front of him, and was looking at him with a strange look. It was Ximal who broke up from prison seven days ago and had no contact again!

Seven days were not long, but Ximal looked much haggard. His whole body was filled with a strong fatigue caused by a long lack of rest. Even passengers who had walked four or five meters away reached out to cover their noses, because the smell of sweat and sourness on Ximal was too strong.

On Shimal, he was wearing the jeans he had left the prison seven days ago and changed into the white shirt. However, now the white shirt is covered with dust and sweat stains, and has turned gray and black.

Ximal ignored the strange gazes of other passengers and their movements of reaching out to cover their noses. He just stared at the food in Shi Shaoying's hand and suddenly asked: "Is it delicious?"
Chapter completed!