The bird's call sounded again, and the crosshair knew that his teammates had arrived, so he slid down the tree lightly, and sure enough, he saw the old fish and them already squatting in the bushes next to them.
"Boss, I think you'd be interested in checking this out."
The crosshair looked grim and handed the observation mirror in his hand to the old fish.
Rebels entering villages to kill people is nothing new in Sierra Leone, but the sight in the mirror still surprises Lao Yu.
A severed villager was tied to a pillar in the center of the village, and he had lost so much blood that he had not moved; Several rebel soldiers by the pillar pointed their guns at them, forcing a few villagers to sing and dance, occasionally firing a few shots on the ground, and the village name was as startled as a rabbit with broken guts.
"Jump happily and whoever dares to stop, I'll send him to God" Several rebels looked at the villagers who were almost forced to collapse, and leaned back with laughter, looking very happy, and the extremely cold-blooded and perverted laughter came, and the old fish frowned, and a look of disgust appeared on his face.
There were already more than a dozen corpses piled up in the center of the village, dark red blood slowly seeping from under the corpses, washed by the rain, and crawling all over the ground like a stream.
In the surrounding houses, the bodies of villagers are constantly being dragged out and discarded in the square like cattle from a slaughterhouse.
Apparently the rebels had no intention of staying alive at all, and behaved in a completely different way than usual.
In a war-torn country like Sierra Leone, there are two things that are most precious: sparkling diamonds, and strong workers and children.
Years of war led to a sharp decline in the population, and strong labor became a valuable resource, without which it was impossible to mine or even maintain the numerical superiority of the army.
Therefore, the general rebels will only kill the old, weak, sick and disabled when they enter the village, the adult healthy men are generally caught in the mining area as coolies, and the young ones will be forcibly conscripted into the rebel team and quickly trained into the famous child soldiers on the African Big 6.
Brainwashed by drugs and extreme racism, these teenage children are quickly assimilated into violent and cruel rebel soldiers, become unrecognizable, and can even shoot their own father in the head without frowning.
The man's wife is a woman after all, and she has experienced the tragedy of being slaughtered in the village, and when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but turn her head, draw a cross in front of her chest, bow her head and pray softly.
"Lord, thou art a righteous God, thou hast judged the world with righteousness, thou hast judged nations according to righteousness, and thou hast reaped whatever is sown by man, and thou hast reaped eternal life from him who is obedient to the seed of the Spirit."
The duke interrupted her with some annoyance: "Enough, man, don't pray, you think that God will hear you by reading a few words of the gospel here, God has been out of Africa for many years, and all there is here is greed for diamonds, gold and oil, and killing." ” The polar bear took a hard puff of his cigar and said with a blank face: "Brothers, this is Africa, the forgotten corner of the gods. ” The old fish silently put down the observation glass, twisted his head and asked Long Yun: "What should I do?"
"You are the leader, don't keep asking me what to do and tell me, cold salad" The brutal killing in front of him made Long Yun very irritable, he didn't want to see the villagers killed, but he didn't want to meddle in things.
In the turbulent land of Sierra Leone, there are tragedies every day, and as a mercenary, you can't be a savior.
In real Africa, it's not like watching an American blockbuster, no matter how tough the mercenaries are, they are just flesh and blood, not the unbeatable Rambo.
Lao Yu stretched out his hand and patted Long Yun's shoulder, and said with an expression of I admired you: "You are a well-known ghost in the African mercenary circle, oh, our ghost group is named after your nickname."
Look, what a glorious thing it is, and you're embarrassed not to give your opinion."
"I said, old fish, can you be more disgusting, I am a target you erected, in the past few years, how many local warlords have offered bounties for my head, and I don't agree to name the group with my nickname when I am killed."
As soon as he mentioned this matter, Long Yun immediately complained and complained: "If I hadn't been coaxed and intimidated by you, I said that it was easy to make money by being a mercenary, and that it was the most fashionable to come out as a contractor by myself, and that I had provoked the rebels in Somalia, and if I didn't follow you, I wouldn't be able to get out of Africa, and the ghost would get on your thief ship Now, I've killed so many rebels in the past two years, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to get out of Africa."
If I hadn't been in a hurry to make money for the old dean, I wouldn't have peed on you, an old liar."
When he is in a hurry, the Chinese gushes endlessly, and the others get along for a long time, although they can understand some Chinese, but he speaks quickly, and the others are confused.
Lao Yu pointed in the direction of Towama Village and reminded: "If you continue to be long-winded, all the villagers will be killed." ” Gunfire rang out again in the village, and from a distance, several wounded villagers were dragged to the middle of the village, and a rebel got a bucket of gasoline and poured it on them, apparently trying to burn them alive.
"Okay, okay, you old fish know how to use my sympathy" Long Yun really couldn't see these unarmed people being killed, and said: "But we are mercenaries, and we can't take care of so many things." ” Lao Yu said seriously: "Actually, it's really not nosy.
If you think about it, this area is a poor mining area, and the elite of the rebels suddenly drove here, and it was not to rob people and diamonds, don't you think it's strange that they are coming for Kebby.
Could it be that they swaggered over and asked who would take the reward for killing Kebby's pig?"
Kebby is the current employer of the Ghost Group, a descendant of a Sierra Leonean sheikh, a greedy diamond mine owner who, in the poet's words, has a greed for money stuffed with every inch of fat under his fat body.
Two months ago, Fat Kebbi approached Magnum's liaison officer in Sierra Leone and offered a large price that was hard to refuse, specifying that he would hire a ghost team to protect his mine.
Protecting the diamond mining areas is the most common mercenary business in Sierra Leone.
Sierra Leone produces about 350,000 carats of diamonds a year, and most of them are high-quality ornamental diamonds, accounting for about 5% of the world's total ornamental diamonds.
According to the rules of mercenary circles, Magnum gets 5o of the profits from mining to protect the mines, and the Ghost Group, as an independent contractor, gets a whopping $2oo paid by Kebby.
In public and private, this is a fat business.
Most of Sierra Leone's rich mining areas are located in the Kono district of the capital, but what is surprising is that Kebbi actually led a large group of men and horses to the town of Bo, 300 kilometers away, and opened a mine in this poor mining area where birds don't, and took hundreds of coolies to dig up the mine with great interest.
As Lao Yu said, the rebels suddenly killed Bocheng Town definitely not to grab diamonds, they killed when they entered the village, and obviously they didn't capture the strong men to expand the team, and their purpose was really an unpredictable mystery, maybe it was really like what Lao Yu said, this group of people came to the fat man of Kebby.
But the Revolutionary Alliance Front, the largest rebel group in the country, how could it be interested in a small chieftain?
There is only one way to figure out the ins and outs, lead the team down to catch a live trick to get information, and things will be clarified soon.
Thinking of this, Long Yun had no choice but to nod.
"Check the ammo and put the silencers on."
Seeing that Long Yun agreed, Lao Yu immediately began to assign tasks: "Crosshair, you are responsible for providing peripheral support, and when we get closer, immediately snipe the machine gunner on the high platform and a few sentries in charge of controlling the wind; Men and dukes, you are in a group with me, and you break in from the left side of the village, and enter the village to be responsible for the search and removal of the houses on the left; King, poet, follow the ghost as a second group, break in from the right, enter the village and take charge of clearing the house on the right."
Polar bear Sasa was obviously a little impatient, and hurriedly asked: "Boss, why can't I have no work for me if I don't have my share?"
The old fish pointed to the distance and said: "You go around to the back of the village and lurk, as long as our raid goes well, it will be like catching fish, the only way out for the rebels is the exit behind the village, you have to set up an interception point in the woods behind the village, wait for these bastards to come out and surprise them."
The igun machine gun slammed into his shoulder, and he was so excited that he seemed to have won the jackpot, and the burly figure disappeared into the jungle in a blink of an eye.
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