"What are you going to do? Let go of my daughter. If anything happens, come at me!"
Seeing that her daughter was about to be taken away by the soldiers again, Sarah's mother didn't care about the weapon or not. She rushed out of the crowd like an angry lion and grabbed her daughter's arm tightly.
It was obvious that she was just an ordinary woman, but when her own flesh and blood were threatened, her explosive power even made it difficult for two soldiers.
But no matter what, the other party was just a weak woman after all. She was quickly defeated out of breath, but her hands were still holding on to her daughter's clothes, and her eyes were staring at the two soldiers with red eyes. He has a never-ending attitude.
The terrified PC put his hand in front of his chest and inserted it into the quick-draw holster. Then, the translator ran over.
"Sir, she thinks you are going to do this and that to her daughter!"
The translator explained the cause and effect very conscientiously, and then the two PCs told the translator dumbfounded.
"Let her daughter take a photo and record her voice. We will listen to her father. Also!"
A PC pointed at the disheveled Sara.
"We are not pedophiles! The boss knows about it, but he wants to sink it into the Caribbean!"
The translator immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had sacrificed his life for these Americans for five thousand dollars, he was still a little uneasy in his heart. He couldn't stop it, but he couldn't stand by and watch. He could only say that he was traitorous, but he didn't sell everything. He had a conscience. But not much.
"Also, if this is her mother's words, you can add one more to the photo!"
The translator nodded and bowed.
"I understand, I'll tell her right away!"
When he heard that the two of them were to be together, Sara's mother started crying again, and was a bit confused at translating. Why was this woman so perverted? He didn't bother to say anything more, and helped PC drag the mother and daughter aside. Then, the two were roughly put on chairs and handcuffed behind their backs.
"Look at the camera!"
Then, a PC with camera skills came to them carrying a camera and a tripod.
Then, before the two of them could react with sad faces, PC had already pressed the shutter.
"Next!"
The mother and daughter just watched in bewilderment as they were thrown back into the crowd, and then PC once again pulled another woman forward who was holding a child.
Sara was not a country bumpkin and knew that she was taking a photo just now. According to the translator, the photo seemed to be thrown to their father. At this time, Sara also reacted.
"Mom, it seems we didn't bring our brother with us!"
"ah!"
Only then did the old mother realize that there were only two of them in the photo. In other words, there were only two of them in the photo, and the little brother was not there. How could this be shown to the child's father?
So the old mother started to grab PC's trouser legs and shouted to bring her brother to take another photo. She was crying and howling, and the crowd was jumping up and down.
The translator who heard what they were talking about was even more confused, but in order to clear his ears, he still reported the situation to the PC.
"What, you have a younger brother? Okay, okay, let's take pictures together!"
The result was beyond the expectations of the translator. When the PCs learned that they had a younger brother, they were not only angry, but even happier. So, the second picture was born. Sarah’s family of three smiled awkwardly in front of the camera. The little brother There was also a lollipop in his hand.
With this family setting an example, other Tuareg people followed suit and began to cooperate with the cameraman as much as possible in front of the camera. There were even children posing in poses, not knowing that their fathers were watching from the front. to see how these photos would react.
The subsequent reaction of the fellow villagers was also beyond PC's imagination, because the photos were only taken for those families who participated in the guerrillas, and no one else had a share. However, the fellow villagers were not happy and clamored to take the photo. After thinking about it, Lambert thought about it. The final decision was to shoot them all. Film doesn’t cost much anyway, and it won’t be worth much when it’s developed.
As a result, the Tuareg people who were still worried about their lives now started laughing because of the photo problem.
There were even conflicts due to the queue, and the PCs had to maintain order. When taking pictures, these guys were very sullen, not only had funny expressions, but also made some strange poses.
So, what was originally planned to be solved in half a day was postponed to the next day.
After taking the photos, a helicopter came to pick up the film. It will be sent to N'Djamena and developed as quickly as possible. Among them, those taken for ordinary Tuareg people will take one photo each, while those for the guerrillas will For the family members of the team, each person will wash a hundred copies, except for one for their family, and the rest will be put into bombs on the Lightning team's plane and air-dropped on the heads of the guerrillas.
In addition to the photo method, there are even more unique methods.
"Dad, my mother, my brother, and I all miss you very much. Please come back and stop fighting. Bullets don't have eyes. I don't want to be without you!"
"Master, our child has learned to walk, please come back quickly!"
"My dear, my father wants to marry me to the lame man from the next village. Their family has eight camels and two sheep. If you don't come back, I will go and be the lame man's wife!"
Shadow Company specially sent a set of recording equipment, and then asked the family members of the guerrillas to record what they wanted to say. Later, these words would be installed on the helicopter equipment and began to be broadcast in the desert, Tuareg People pay more attention to family and kinship relationships, otherwise they would not continue to live in the desert as a family tribe. Therefore, these recordings are very useful for guerrillas who have left their hometowns.
In order to express more, the translator even taught himself the self-cultivation of actors (Libyan version), acted as a temporary director, and then specifically taught those people what tone to use and what to say.
"You want to have a crying voice. Do you understand the crying voice?"
"Husband, it's been almost half a year since you left, and I'm pregnant with our child again. He's already two months old!"
Seeing another young girl coming over and crying, the director was looking forward to her performance, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the translator was silenced.
"Come back quickly. My neighbor's sister-in-law and I miss you very much. The big brother next door said that he won't care about what happened that day!"
The director rubbed his face and said helplessly.
"Next!"
"Son, come back quickly. Your father's illness has come back again and he's starting to cough up blood!"
No matter what, the family members of the guerrillas still missed their relatives very much, so they expressed their true feelings and said various words to persuade them to go home.
And these words were also recorded into the machine.
After doing all this, the PCs chose to retreat. Of course, retreating does not mean they gave up here. The daily patrols of drones and helicopters will still pass by here, and the PCs are not going back to their base to rest. Instead, they have to go to the next village to continue the above work.
In less than a few days, half of the Tuareg tribes and villages in the desert were swept away by the Shadow Company. Although there were various bloody incidents during this period, in general, they were still under control. There were PC casualties, but there was no scene of PCs killing each other. On the contrary, the Shadow Company's medical team also conducted a wave of free clinics and distributed a lot of medicine.
After receiving the report, Hannibal didn't know whether he was sending people to cause trouble or to send charity!
However, the work was done very well, and I collected a lot of photos and recordings, which are just right for use.
You must know that in the past few days of Operation PC, those Tuareg guerrillas were making trouble in the desert again. Although a large number of Chadian soldiers participated in the encirclement and suppression, they were unfamiliar with the place. Although they had sufficient logistics and transportation vehicles, It is still inevitable to be attacked by guerrillas.
The Tuareg guerrillas like to attack the Chadians very much at night, because they will huddle up and camp at night to ensure that there are no problems. The pickup trucks will form a circle, and the soldiers in the vehicles will be on guard at machine gun positions. To ensure that no one is attacked at night, a bonfire will be lit with empty oil drums nearby.
The guerrillas like the guerrillas huddled together like this. They will use mortars to fire from a long distance. When the explosion makes the Chadian soldiers jump, they will ride camels and use AK at close range.
and rocket launchers, but because they were worried about the heavy firepower from the pickup trucks, the guerrillas only opened fire hastily. Therefore, except for the losses caused by mortars, the Chadian soldiers suffered few casualties.
However, it is precisely because of the contribution of the Chadian soldiers that the Shadow Company's convoy is much safer, because all the damage was absorbed by them.
Moreover, no matter how many insurance measures are provided to the convoy, it will be difficult for the guerrillas to gain the upper hand in attacking the transport convoy, because the latter is equipped with a large number of machine guns, and the guerrillas cannot get close at all.
As for bombing with mortars, although the hands are longer and machine guns cannot do anything, the guerrillas' mortar ammunition is limited and cannot be wasted casually. Therefore, the convoy can now safely and boldly deliver Libyan oil to Chad.
There, the oil will be processed in various processing plants and finally sold to various sellers.
The majority of them are French companies that are not picky about anyone who comes, and then there are local and West African oil companies. Ironically, although Africa has a lot of oil resources, their oil prices are not low, especially in places like Chad, where gasoline But Idris is an important tool for making money. Farmers here sometimes need to take out loans not only to buy seeds and fertilizers, but also to buy gasoline for agricultural machinery.
Therefore, there is no lack of market for the crude oil shipped out.
Seeing the Shadow Company prospering here, the guerrillas in the desert are also anxious. Those Chadian soldiers also have more experience in desert combat, so they can often accurately find some of the guerrillas' hidden water points in the desert. .
Then after finding the water point, these guys would not drink the water, but would give them some big drinks from those wells, such as hot and flavorful Uncle Black beer and lumps of Ollie.
This is very bad, because the water in the desert is very precious. If you can destroy it today, others will dare to destroy yours tomorrow, and no one will be able to drink the water.
But for these Chadian soldiers, the idea of revenge against the Libyans dominates, and they don't think about anything else.
With such destruction, the area of activity of the guerrillas will be compressed, because it is not only them who need to drink water, but also the camels, and their activities must also take into account the limits of the camels.
After this, many guerrillas also began to think about quitting, because the camel they were riding was their own property. If they died of thirst and exhaustion, they would lose their own things!
At the same time, the Shadow Company's Lightning Squadron also began daily inspections and searches of the desert. They would place photos in the guerrilla activity areas with text written in the local language, roughly saying "Put down your weapons and go home." , the family is waiting for you.
So, guerrilla soldiers will pick it up immediately.
"This is Sarah, Anna?"
Looking at his wife and daughter in the photo, Sarah's old father, a brave camel cavalry man, was panicking at this moment.
As for the son, as long as the little thing lives, the daughter is the most precious thing to the old father. The son is just an accident, a beautiful accident.
So, as Hannibal expected, Sara's old father immediately hoped to leave the team and go back to the tribe. In his words, although it said that the French did nothing, they even left them behind. For example, things like radios, flour candles, etc., but he was still worried and wanted to go back to confirm.
If a family member really encounters misfortune, he can help him collect the body.
Also crying loudly was the leader's son. He knew in his heart that his old father was dead and not even a scum was left. His son was also captured by the French and severely humiliated (for firing on the helicopter) For punishment, PC took off this guy’s clothes and spanked him hard in front of the old woman and his wife) Her wife couldn’t stand it either.
This man in his forties burst into tears on the spot when he learned that his family had suffered such a change.
As a result, the morale of the guerrillas immediately began to fluctuate. At this time, the chief of the Tuagre people stepped forward and gave Shadow Company a big assist.
He forcefully demanded that those photos be destroyed, saying that this was a French conspiracy, that they were all lies and could not be believed.
He even took it out
The patriarchal laws are passed down from ancestors to suppress the clan members, which makes many people question the other party's decision-making.
Subsequently, the night patrols of long-range Bird helicopters carrying broadcasting equipment only aggravated the dissatisfaction of the tribesmen.
Because Sarah's old father heard his daughter's affectionate call in the night sky just when he was about to fall asleep.
"Dad, dad..."
Although this kind of shouting coming from high in the sky is very scary, we are not primitive tribes. We know that this must be some kind of technological weapon used by the French. Therefore, the person shouting this is definitely not Sara, but the voice must be Sara.
The old father had no choice but to listen to his daughter's voice in the night until the chief gave the order.
"This sound affects everyone's sleep, we must move to another place!"
