The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

In Basel Sansu, in eastern Gambia, an uprising is also looming.

The county government here is controlled by the Fula ethnic group. In addition to the Fula ethnic group, there are also Wolof ethnic groups living here with a population base similar to that of the Fula ethnic group.The two races often have all kinds of small frictions, and they even had vendettas against each other in the past. It can be said that they are two completely opposite races.

But with the passage of time, the civil strife in Gambia stopped for a while, and the two races also stopped the vendetta after the agreement, and lived together seemingly peacefully for the time being.

The Fula people control the politics and armaments of the entire Basel San Sioux County, while the Wolof control the economic system of the Basel San Sioux County, running textile factories, peanut oil farms, farms, etc.Since this place is not close to the coast, it can only be supported by this kind of crops and small factories.

In contrast, here is poorer.

Just last night, a group of heavily armed Fula soldiers suddenly rushed into a Wolof village, killed all the men in the village, and raped the women in the entire village, even the little girl.After doing this, the Fula soldiers set fire to the village and burned it to the ground.

Coincidentally, another group of Fula soldiers destroyed three Wolof factories, completely paralyzing the factories.

And all this stems from the fact that more than a dozen soldiers of the Wolof tribe died overnight, and the remaining sabers pointed the finger at the Wolof tribe.

The attacked Wolof people naturally refused to let it go. After discovering the tragedy of their village, they immediately retaliated and attacked a village of the Fula people, destroying the village in the same way.

They did it even worse. All the people who were killed had their heads chopped off and hung high on the trees. The men cut off their genitals, and the women cut off their breasts.

Ethnic conflicts that had been quelled for many years began in an instant, throwing Barcelona Sansou into chaos.

Pandora looked at everything that happened here indifferently, without any normal human emotion in her eyes.They had killed more than a dozen Fula soldiers, and the sabers were still there on purpose. It was too easy for a place like this to cause ethnic conflict.

"Deputy head, isn't our method a little too despicable and cruel?" The scytheman looked at the Wolof people in bloody human skin with some embarrassment.

He felt that this kind of scene was a bit too cruel, and cruelty was created by them alone, which was really against human nature.They fight and kill themselves, but they will definitely not be so barbaric, even if they kill him, they will not peel off other people's skin and put it on themselves.

"Do you know why I am willing to listen to the special forces?" Pandora asked the scytheman.

"Oh, the special soldier is the best among us, he is suitable to be the leader." Scytheman blurted out.

"Do you know why he is suitable to be the leader?" Pandora continued to ask the Scytheman.

"Because we can trust him!" Scytheman smiled, he trusted special forces, that's right.

Seeing the Scytheman smile, Pandora also smiled, a very bright smile.

"So you will never be a special soldier, because you don't have his long-term vision. If we are not cruel, someone will be so cruel to us. The special soldier said that once the success will be successful, the history books will always be written by the victor."

The Scytheman didn't understand this sentence, but he understood the Lurker's current situation and what he was going to do next.These dead men were their stepping stones, the victims of their lurkers' journey to unprecedented glory.

If they can't gain a foothold in the world's mercenary community, they will be killed one by one, leaving no bones left.

At the same time, there was an armed conflict in Brikama, where Zhao Ziyang was located, where mobs attacked the county government. Within an hour, Brikama was occupied by a group of armed mobs, who massacred government officials after the occupation.

As this group of mobs occupied the county government, other armed forces in Brikama also began to burn, kill and loot. There were racial vendettas and robberies. Brikama, which is adjacent to the capital, instantly became chaotic and completely out of control.

A fierce gun battle took place in Sarakunda in the central part. Two groups of militants of different races fought to seize government resources after shooting government soldiers, turning this place into their battlefield; Large-scale armed conflicts, a large number of villages were destroyed, young and strong men were massacred, women were wheeled...

During this day, riots and ethnic vendettas occurred in various degrees in all regions of Gambia except the capital Banjul.

As the incident escalated and the flames of war intensified, almost all ethnic groups were caught in this sudden civil strife, which shocked the Gambian government.

But they were powerless to stop this civil strife, because they didn't have enough troops, even the navy had only more than 1000 soldiers, and most of these more than 1000 soldiers were defending the capital Banjul, and only a few hundred soldiers were sent Go out and quell the chaos.

But hundreds of soldiers were like a drop of water thrown into the sea during the riot, and no sound was heard at all.

Gambian President Yahya Jammeh was fidgeting, making one call after another in his spacious and luxurious office and giving orders one after another.

His first order was to block the media, absolutely not to let the news of the civil strife in his country spread out.Because this point is directly related to his 06 general election, as well as investment promotion and other issues.

This civil strife must be quelled immediately, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

Yahya became the President of Gambia through a coup, and he knew deeply what such a disaster would bring him.Let alone the overseas observers who ran for the presidency, the loss of money was unbearable for him.

Mercenaries, this kind of thing can only seek the help of mercenaries.

At this moment, Yahya's assistant to the president walked in.This is a black beauty with a proud figure and sexy lips. She has always been Yahya's favorite assistant.

"Mr. President, there is a group of mercenaries who claim to be lurkers asking to see you outside." The black beauty said to Yahya in a tired voice, pouted her sexy butt, and never forgot to show off her coquettishness.

"No!" The upset Yahya refused straight away, picked up the phone and dialed a number, and said anxiously to the other party: "Mr. Morgan, I am President Yahya, I need your help, I need mercenaries! "

I don't know what I said to him on the phone, which made Yahya's dark and anxious cheeks stretch out, and her fat body relaxed.

The person he called for help was the South African private armed forces, referred to as EO, which is a fairly powerful mercenary company, and there must be no problem with them.

"Hahaha..." Ye Haiya laughed loudly, the fat on his body trembling slightly under the white robe, he took the hand of the assistant, put her in his arms and sat on his lap, sticking out his tongue greedily He licked hard on the partner's cleavage.

"Baby, there's no problem."

"Oh..." The assistant's body trembled, and he put his arms around Yahya's head and said, "I know you are the best, oh... the best..."

It's the best, that's right, at least at this time, Yahya is the best. He is excited about his assistant, using the most primitive collision to relieve the pressure brought by the civil strife.

As long as the soldiers protect Banjul, the civil strife will naturally be suppressed by mercenaries, and he only needs to pay for it.Wait until he settles down and then come forward to make adjustments. Naturally, the president is still his.

As for the lurker mercenaries who came to visit, he didn't even bother to pay attention to it. It was enough for him to have EO mercenaries.

The lurker did come to visit Yahya, it was Daofeng who came, and the boy slapped his ass and left after turning around casually.Find a place in Africa and each country only recognizes South African private armed forces. South African private armed forces have monopolized the mercenary business needed by African governments, making it impossible for other mercenary groups to intervene. They can only hire rebels and armed factions in Africa.

This visit was actually just to say hello to Ye Haiya, Zhao Ziyang did not intend to cut off EO's job in Gambia like this.He had to wait until Yahya begged himself, otherwise it would be of little weight.

The lurkers who had caused civil strife in Gambia gathered together, staying comfortably on the beach, basking in the sun and eating seafood, as if the war in Gambia had nothing to do with them.

The fact is that the situation is also the same. The place where Banjul is located is peaceful, and this is Yahya's territory.

Yahya understands a truth: brake with stillness.

But he is completely irresponsible, but this kind of irresponsibility is also a good way. When all the tribes are tired, he, who has the largest armed force in Gambia, will naturally be able to relax. Pick up the pieces.

He is in a hurry to quell the civil strife, which is related to the question of how much money he can make.If businessmen from other countries run away, then other countries will not invest again, and it is he who loses.

"Hey, boss, I called the leader yesterday, guess what?" Dao Feng, who was lying comfortably on the recliner wearing sunglasses, said to Zhao Ziyang: "The leader told you I'm sorry, hey, it seems that the leader knows wrong."

"I'm sorry?" Omo touched a black girl's buttocks, and said with disbelief: "Blade, I dare to bet you, if the leader says sorry, I'd rather pay you 1000 million!"

Angel will say sorry?It's nonsense, it's the words of the kid Dao Feng comforting Zhao Ziyang.

But the facts did tell Angel that after the war, there was a large-scale robbery and killing in that village, and the targets were old women and children who got nothing for nothing.Then they went to war, and few survived in the end.

"The gambling king never bets with someone whose balls are broken." Blade joked Omo.

"Who do you think has broken balls?" Omo rose up, sat up from the recliner, and stared fiercely at the blade.

"Please speak with the facts." Dao Feng still refused to budge.

Aomo's face was flushed, and he glanced at Zhao Ziyang, who was snickering there, and carried the black girl on his shoulders and walked towards the seaside holiday wooden house next to him.

Not long after, the girl's overwhelmed groans sounded in the wooden house.Although women are not afraid of being plowed, facing Omo's physique, even a woman can't bear it.

"Damn." Pandora cursed, stretched out a finger and said to herself: "From now on, don't allow Omo to approach me three meters away, AIDS is terrible."

Swart and Scytheman were lucky. They hooked up with a blonde who was on vacation, and after chatting for a while, they walked towards the holiday house with their arms around each other. They looked like they were veteran girls.

Dao Feng couldn't hold back anymore, and watched a blonde girl also run over to strike up a conversation, leaving Zhao Ziyang and Pandora to continue basking in the sun.

"Pandora, you are sunny today."

"Special soldiers, you are the same, you need to get more sun."

The two continued to bask in the sun in silence, each thinking about their own concerns.