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As the ZAFT army's first probing attack ended in almost annihilation of the entire army, the situation in North Africa suddenly fell into a state of intense instability.

Because various resistance organizations, including Blue Cosmos, all knew that the famous Desert Tiger suffered a big loss when hunting the Archangel.

Not only did he lose a lot of his subordinates, but he almost became a prisoner himself.

Therefore, in the next few days, various attacks and assassinations occurred one after another.

Suddenly, deafening explosions and continuous gunshots were often heard on the streets of several major cities.

Although the Adjuster soldiers have strong physical fitness and reflexes, they cannot withstand such frequent and indiscriminate attacks.

In just two or three days, dozens of people were killed and hundreds were injured.

Don’t think this number is small!

You must know that the total number of adjuster residents is only over 20 million, and the number of people joining the ZAFT army may be less than 500,000.

Especially those experienced MS drivers, each one is very precious.

Two or three deaths are enough to make the commander feel painful.

In order to suppress this wave of attacks, Andrew Butterfield tore off his usual gentle disguise and fully demonstrated the nature of the military as a violent institution.

blockade!

search!

arrest!

Anyone who dares to resist will be killed on the spot!

In just ten hours, tens of thousands of people were imprisoned.

Among them are many innocent civilians who have been implicated.

If this kind of behavior were carried out in peaceful times, it would definitely be mentioned in the media and subject to repeated and violent bombardment. No matter what the identity, he would definitely be dismissed from his post and investigated, and if possible, he would be brought to a military court.

But now it's a state of war!

The biggest difference between a state of war and peacetime is that the people's tolerance for atrocities is much higher.

Plus most people's attention is drawn to the war...

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Attracting both sides, they are more concerned about whether their own camp wins, and they don't care about the life and death of people in other small countries.

So when the prisons were densely packed with prisoners, the originally restless North Africa calmed down again.

Looking at the crowds of people rushing around the street, as well as the ZAFT soldiers and MS standing on patrol at the intersection, Natal Bakirulu, who was wearing casual clothes, finally couldn't help but sigh slightly: It's really ZAFT. The famous general of the Ford Army. He was able to suppress all the resistance forces in such a short period of time.

Hmph! That tiger won't be rampant for long! One day, he will have to pay for the crimes he committed on this land. Cagalli said through gritted teeth.

Calm down! My dear Princess, this is a city controlled by the ZAFT Army. If you don't want to put all of us in danger, it's best not to show even a little bit of hatred towards the ZAFT Army. Allen reminded meaningfully while sitting in the car.

Damn it! How many times have I told you! Don't call me princess! I'm not a princess either! Cagalli turned around suddenly, her eyes filled with anger.

But Allen shrugged his shoulders indifferently: It's not a good habit to deceive yourself. After all, if you really don't care about your origin, you shouldn't be obsessed with just a title.

Shut up! I'm not here to listen to your preaching! If it hadn't been for Sister Artoria's instructions, I would have made a few holes in your body with a gun. After saying that, Cagalli slapped her threateningly. Shoot the pistol hanging on your waist.

It's a pity that her fierce look may be enough to scare others, but it has no deterrent effect on a person with the power of the devil.

On the contrary, Allen even felt that the girl acted like a cat waving its claws, giving people a cute and fierce feeling.

Fortunately, the car finally arrived at a bomb shelter-like building deep underground before the two actually started fighting.

A guerrilla member said nothing...

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He said, immediately jumped out of the car and had a brief exchange with one of the people.

About ten minutes later, a bald man with a big beard walked out of the darkness.

He first roughly looked at the people in the car, then opened his arms and said with a smile: Oh, aren't these the people on the Archangel, a subsidiary of the Earth Alliance? I can't believe you are actually fighting that tiger. Finally, he dared to enter this city.

How do you know our identities? Natal Baji Lulu frowned warily.

In order to conceal her identity, she took off her military uniform and put on a purple low-collared shirt and a pair of tight pants that highlighted her figure. From a distance, she looked like a European tourist across the sea.

Haha, in our line of work, we all have our own intelligence network. Especially for a military rose with a highly recognizable appearance and figure like you, you can easily identify them. Okay, stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point. Tell me what you are going to buy? Trust me! In the entire North Africa region, as long as you can spend enough money, whether it is food, water, energy, weapons, or anything else, I can help you buy it. arrive.

When saying these words, this black marketeer in his fifties showed strong confidence.

Obviously, perhaps for civilians, war is an absolute disaster.

But for unscrupulous businessmen like him who walk in gray or even black areas, not only is it not a disaster, but it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

“Here’s our shopping list!”

It was obviously not the first time for Cagalli to come to this black market, so she handed over a piece of paper she had prepared in advance without saying a word.

The businessman took it and glanced at it twice, and immediately showed a look of shock and greed. He raised his head and asked in an uncertain tone: Miss! You should know the value of this batch of goods, right? I doubt whether you have paid. Ability.

We have many ZAFT army prisoners! At the previous price...

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Price, they should be worth one-fifth of the price. Cagalli quickly showed her first trump card.

Prisoner? The businessman pursed his lips slightly and showed a playful smile. Ah! Of course! Those Adjuster soldiers are valuable. I was wondering a few days ago when you would bring them here.

As a local black marketeer, he must be recognized, or at least tacitly approved, by Andrew Butterfield, the actual occupier of North Africa.

Otherwise, this business will not survive at all.

The reason why he is able to stand firm lies in the fact that he has both sides.

Not only does he receive funding from the Earth Alliance, he secretly provides supplies and weapons to local resistance organizations, he also cooperates with the ZAFT Army, occasionally selling some intelligence to the Desert Tigers, and using his identity to redeem prisoners kidnapped by the guerrillas. adjuster soldier.

In fact, after Andrew Butterfield returned to the city, he sent someone to give orders to the black marketeers, requiring everyone to do their best to ransom the soldiers who were captured by the guerrillas in ambush.

For this reason, a rather high bounty was offered.

Compared to the earth, which has billions of human resources, the number of people is too small, and there is also a dbuff that makes it difficult to have children, so they can't afford to die.

Every soldier's life is very precious.

The businessman can already imagine how many times the price difference he can earn if he can redeem all these soldiers.

Suppressing the disgust in her heart, Cagalli took a deep breath and asked: So, do you admit that these prisoners can offset one-fifth of the payment?

Of course! The businessman nodded without thinking. But what about the next four-fifths of the payment? That's not a small sum! The most important thing is that there are a lot of important things on this list, and I must confirm your ability to pay. Otherwise, Once you don’t come up with enough money, it will be difficult for me to find a second buyer in a short period of time.”

I think this should do...

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Give you a little confidence. Alan smiled and took out the first pot of gold he earned in this world.

With a slight swipe on the designated trading machine, a series of dazzling numbers immediately popped up.

moment!

The black marketeer and the guards around him stared with disbelief on their faces.

You must know that the currency held by Allen is not the currency of small countries that continue to depreciate during the war, but the currency of the Atlantic Federation, the most powerful military organization on earth.

The firmness of its purchasing power can be said to be unique on earth.

If they can earn this money, they can leave war-torn North Africa and immigrate directly to relatively safe Europe or North America.

nervous!

Excited!

Feeling that his heart was beating violently, the businessman forced himself to look away from the long series of numbers, raised his head and carefully probed: Who are you? How come you have so many Atlantic Federation currencies?

“It doesn’t matter who I am, what’s important is that I have proven my ability to pay, right? Remember, don’t try to get by with some second-hand goods, or fake products. I am a very picky customer! If your goods don’t satisfy me, then you have to think carefully about the consequences.”

After that, Allen ignored the reaction of the black marketeer and turned back to the car, signaling everyone to get in the car and return the way they came.

Because this time, the types and quantities of the supplies he wanted to purchase were so staggering that they couldn't be handled in just a secret warehouse.

So I don’t expect to get the spot immediately.

With the ability of this black marketeer, it would take him at least one or two days, or at most three to five days, to get everything on the list together.

Watching the car following Allen and his party gradually disappearing into the distance, another man in his thirties next to him finally couldn't help but ask: Boss, do you want us to send a few people to follow and kill them directly? As long as we have With that money, we can definitely leave this hellish place....

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Are you tired of living? Do you know what it means for a guy to have so much Atlantic Federation currency at this time? Don't get involved with me if you want to die! the black marketeer cursed angrily.

In his view, the person who could produce so much Atlantic Federation currency at once was either a senior executive of the Earth Alliance, a member of the huge military-industrial complex, or an agent engaged in intelligence work.

No matter which one it is, it is not something that a shady black marketeer like me can afford to offend.

What's more, the Archangel is currently the focus of contention between the two warring parties.

If you accidentally get involved, ten lives will not be enough to kill you.

If nothing else, look at the Eighth Fleet that was completely wiped out not long ago. That is the best example.

After leaving the black market, the group of people parked their cars on the side of the road and found a restaurant to sit down on the slightly deserted street.

Cajiali, who was familiar with the local situation, casually ordered some barbecue, wraps and the like, and some sweet and sour drinks.

Unfortunately, the preoccupied Natal Baqilulu was not in the mood to enjoy exotic food. She just took a sip of the iced drink and then asked impatiently: Alan, do you think that black marketeer is reliable? He Can you really get everything on that list?”

I don't know! Maybe he can, maybe he can't, maybe he will betray us for greater interests. But it doesn't matter!

As Allen said this, he picked up the chili sauce and prepared to spread it on his portion of food.

Compared to yogurt, which has a weird texture and taste, he still prefers spicy chili sauce.

Cagalli undoubtedly noticed this and immediately raised her eyebrows in surprise: Huh? I don't see that you have a pretty good taste in food!

The words just fell!

She directly squeezed half a bottle of chili sauce onto the barbecue, then rolled up the pancake underneath, opened her mouth and took a big bite with a very satisfied expression on her face.

Hmm - it's really delicious. ...

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Türkiye barbecue is indeed best with chili sauce.

It must be said that Cagalli's straightforward and informal character is fully reflected at this moment.

Especially in the way she eats, she doesn't have any young lady temperament at all. She is simply a complete tomboy.

Even the corners of Natal Baqilulu's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Although she usually shows a strong and serious look, she still retains the unique gentleness of women in her heart. She will not stuff things into her mouth rudely like Cagalli, and even chew loudly on purpose. .

The accompanying guerrilla members were already accustomed to this, and they all ate quite happily.

After all, they don't get such good food on weekdays. If they go to the city once in a while, of course they have to treat their mouths and appetites.

Watching Cagalli's almost rude eating movements, Allen couldn't help but smile and shook his head, explaining in a polar voice: What do you think the black marketeers in North Africa do? They are a group of coalition forces and Zakus wandering around the earth. They are the weaklings among the Ford army. Whoever gives more benefits will serve them. So there is no need to worry too much. Even if the other party betrays us, it will only be after completing the deal...