Five kilometers south of the town of Begi.Ikoan, an armed officer of the People's Liberation Opposition, leaned over the hood of an old jeep and watched his men busy in the middle of the road.Tonight is destined to be a restless night.Anthony Martial, commander of the largest armed opposition wing in Upper Nile State, was shot dead outside the hospital in Doro, and entire rebel forces were mobilized.Angry at the wake of the third watch from his bed in the middle of the night, Ikoan climbed down from the round and full ass of his female companion who was convex and backward, put on his stinking military uniform, and set off with his men in the direction of Doro.According to intelligence, there were two enemy squads in Nile State on the infiltration track, one of which killed Martial at the Doro hospital, and another that infiltrated the town of Wagga, east of Doro, and blew up Martial's largest arms and ammunition depot.This is a typical mode of infiltration operations of special detachments, assassination, sabotage.So much so that the entire opposition armed forces panicked overnight, and many high-ranking leaders saw this as a harbinger of a general offensive by government forces on their own territory.Ikoan was unimpressed.He wasn't a professional soldier yet, just a tribal militia a few years ago, responsible for keeping his tribe safe.War has become a daily occurrence in South Sudan.Ikoan is tired and numb to this kind of life, either you kill someone else, or someone else kills you, and people in chaos live like ants.But the numb ghost is numb, at least he has to listen to the command.Ikoan's luck was bad, the convoy he led actually broke down in the middle of the road, and when he got out of the car, he saw that the left front wheel, which was already smoother than a bald man's head, had been reimbursed."
Can you pigs hurry up!"
Ikoan looked at the gold watch on his wrist, which he had taken off from the hands of a government officer who had died on the battlefield, and he didn't know what the brand was.It was getting late, and according to the previous order, he had to rush to the Doro area by three o'clock in the morning, join up with the troops there, and then start a search.It's half past two, and time is of the essence.If he was late, his black, fat superior would probably poke his finger at his nose and call him a stupid pig or something."
It's so slow to change a tyre!
Why do you all eat rice!?
”Several of his recruits have just been recruited, and for a veteran like Ikoan, these recruits are simply targets and cannon fodder, and often don't live for more than a month.In that battle with government forces a few days earlier, three of Ikoan's men were killed.Although he repeatedly reminded the recruits not to rush forward without a head, to pay attention to finding concealment, and to pay attention to fire cover, there were still fools who held AK47 as if they were a god hitting their bodies, charging and sweeping around.As a result, a third of these new recruits were lost in a single battle.Just as Ikoan was throwing a tantrum at his men's slow pace of repairs, a bright light came from the far side of the road.This frightened the recruits who were standing in the middle of the road to change forums and hid behind the pickup truck."
What are you afraid of!
You're all!?
It's your own people!
”Ikoan was convinced, and received information that the team infiltrating the Doro area consisted of only two people, all mercenaries like snipers, and had fled into the jungle.Avenue?
They are stupid to choose to take the road.Pickup?
There's no way they're going to kill Martial in a pickup.Ikoan was proud of his military experience, and even had a spontaneous sense of superiority.With a cigarette in his mouth, he stood on the side of the road, calmly watching the pickup truck that was coming towards him."
Hey!
Brothers, which tribe?
”He greeted warmly, waving to the two "rebels" in the pickup truck that had slowed down and was passing by him, "Are you going north?"
Border?
”There were two "black men" sitting in the car, one of whom was in the passenger seat with his head down, and one of the people in the driver's seat raised his hand at him and shook it, as if in response.The man had an army-green scarf around half of his face, a strip of red cloth tied around his head, a wide camouflage robe covered over his body, and epaulettes on the shoulders of the camouflage uniform, and he looked like a lieutenant with a rank greater than himself.In fact, this kind of dress is not strange, after all, the camouflage uniform knows that it is his own person at a glance, and this kind of broken road driving is full of yellow dust, many drivers will choose to cover their mouth and nose with a towel or strip of cloth, but this guy's scarf looks more beautiful.Ikoan's cars blocked the dirt road, which was not wide, and the vehicles that followed could only slowly get around.This made Ikoan a little embarrassed, waving his hands and yelling at his men: "Why don't you dodge, clumsy like a piece of wood, are you a dead man?"
Don't know how to move to the side?
”Several rebel recruits hurriedly dodged to the side of the road, and the car drove slowly, and the lieutenant driver reached out again and waved at Ikoan, and it was clear from the look in his eyes that the lieutenant was smiling at himself.When the car disappeared at the end of the road, Ikoan continued to urge his men to change their tires.Back in the jeep, he lit another cigarette.Squirted twice.Suddenly, a flash of lightning crossed his mind.He seemed to sense that something was wrong."
Hmm......" he stretched out his finger and scratched his chin a few times, thinking and thinking.What's wrong?!
It seems like......
Something was wrong with the people in the car just now......
However, Ikoan couldn't think of anything wrong for a moment.Clothes?
Look?
Expression?
Action?
Still is......
Military rank!
That's right!
It's a military rank!
The driver had the rank of lieutenant, but the co-pilot next to him had the rank of soldier!
Fack!
That's right!
How can there be a reason for a lieutenant to drive a car and a soldier to sit in a car!?
At least this is the first time Ikoan has seen this happen to the opposition forces in South Sudan.In this country, the concept of hierarchy is extremely clear, especially in the military.There will definitely be no situation like the one just now, just as I wouldn't go up and change the tires myself and let the recruits smoke and watch the show on the side of the road.Definitely there is a problem!
Suspicion is like ink dripping on rice paper, and it is blurred all at once!
Ikoan turned back to the door of the jeep, picked up the walkie-talkie on the dashboard, and began to call his superiors."
Upper Nile State Armed Forces Second Lieutenant Ikoan called the headquarters and a pickup truck appeared on the road from Doro to Begi, suspecting that the two people in the car were intruders."
There were a few rustling noises over the intercom."
Ikoan, are you sure you see it?""
Sure!
I suspect they are mercenary invaders. ”"In what direction did they go?""
Beggy.""
You immediately chase after you to make sure, if it is an intruder, we will send people to support you."