The conflicts that had accumulated over time in Rwanda suddenly erupted.

Over a period of 17 days, the Tutsis targeted and killed 24 Hutus, which means that at least 1 people were targeted and killed per day.

The hatred accumulated over the past few decades can finally be settled.

The Tutsi community had been preparing for this day since they came to power three months earlier. They purchased large quantities of guns and ammunition through smuggling and then distributed them to the ethnic army and militia.

Ordinary people use kitchen knives or sharpened wooden sticks.

Although the Hutus heard about this from their friends before the incident, just like what happened decades ago, they did not realize that this incident would expand to target ordinary people.

On the first night, a large number of Tutsis came out, armed with guns, machetes, farm tools, and sharpened sticks, and started with their neighbors.

The elderly, children, babies, and pregnant women, no one was spared.

When a certain part of the human body is cut, it is accompanied by severe pain. The victim will scream in pain and instinctively run away.

At this time, the murderer will start to chase and hack more frantically; if there are several murderers, the victim often cannot run far before falling down.

Muscles begin to spasm, the brain becomes numb due to excessive pain, the victim feels cold due to the massive loss of blood, and then breathing begins to fail, and multiple organs begin to fail due to lack of oxygen.

He watched the machete fall on him, listened to the sound of muscles and bones being chopped, and slowly lost consciousness with painful groans, turning into a corpse.

In just two and a half weeks, gunshots, shouts, screams and wails, accompanied by the sounds of bones and muscles being chopped, spread throughout Rwanda. Former friends and colleagues were now turned into butchers and lambs, with no mercy or humanity.

Some Hutus knelt in front of the Tutsis, holding up all their valuables in their hands, not begging for mercy, but asking them to shoot them, because being hacked to death was too painful and too terrible.

But it was of no avail, as the Tutsis remembered that their compatriots had done the same thing decades ago, so they took out their valuables in the hope that the other party would give them a free ride.

This is an endless mess, an inseparable vortex. You kill me, I kill you, the hatred grows more and more, and it will not end until the other party is completely eliminated.

Originally, there was no strict distinction between Hutus and Tutsis. They intermarried and converted to each other. Rich Hutus would enter the management ranks of chiefs and eventually be absorbed and become Tutsis; and the poor and destitute Tutsis would go back to farming and become Hutus.

However, after the colonists took over in the last century, they did one thing that ended this flow and transformation.

The colonists at that time conducted a census and issued identity cards to Rwandans, which indicated whether they were Tutsi or Hutu.

The method of defining ethnicity at that time was very simple: families with more than 10 cows were considered Tutsi, and those with less than 10 cows were considered based on skin color, height, and width of the nose bridge. Those with light skin, tall stature, and wide nose bridge were considered Tutsi, and the rest were all considered Hutu.

After the ethnic divisions were made, during the half-century-long rule, the Tutsis helped the Belgian colonists manage their own country. As second-class citizens, they also enjoyed better education, medical care and social status.

The Hutus gradually felt unbalanced. Compared with the high-ranking rulers, people always hate the petty officials around them more. The Hutus began to hate the Tutsis day by day.

It erupted once 42 years ago, then subsided for decades, but now it has erupted again.

However, this time is different from last time.

On August 8, the EU announced a no-fly zone over Rwanda and would unilaterally send peacekeeping forces to Africa.

On the afternoon of the 29th, the French Foreign Legion took the lead in landing in Cameroon.

At 31:9 a.m. on the 17st, the Franco-German coalition forces appeared on the outskirts of Cameroon.

The Foreign Legion arrived at the Congo River defense line as an advance force and engaged the Rwandan Tutsi army.

The impact capability of the Foreign Legion far exceeded the endurance of the troops on the Congo River defense line. Only seven hours after the outbreak of the battle, the Foreign Legion had torn open a gap.

If it weren't for the speed of the Franco-German coalition's advance, this line of defense would have been scrapped long ago.

When the EU decided to send troops, the world's attention immediately shifted from the massacre to the Franco-German coalition.

This is a combination that only existed in fantasy in the past. People all over the world just want to know whether military integration has been successful and whether it has combat effectiveness.

If even the fellow villagers from the poor mountain villages can’t beat them, then this dream group can be declared disbanded.

At the same time, people can receive new milk materials and jokes.

Perhaps because the Foreign Legion's performance was so outstanding, many people overlooked the slow movements of the Franco-German coalition forces.

Obviously, there are many problems here. The language alone is a headache for both sides.

Compared with the team formation in the English-speaking area, there is a transfer procedure in the communication between Germany and France, which directly affects their operational efficiency.

At least until the communication problem is resolved, the Franco-German coalition can only accept the status quo.

Raphael listened with great interest to Fei Niao's brief description of the world's hot spots, and asked with the intention of watching for fun:

"What's going to happen next? I'm looking forward to it."

Asuka said word by word: "Military conflicts in local areas will become more frequent."

Chapter 89: Allied Intervention in North Africa

Who would have thought that twenty years ago, Libya was a model wealthy country renowned worldwide for its per capita GDP of over $1 and daily oil production of 330 million barrels.

Before looking at the situation in Libya, we must first understand one thing:

Not only the sense of community of the nation, but also the sense of community of the sovereign state is largely constructed by a certain ruling class according to its own needs, and it has not always existed.

In many parts of the world, although people live in a large country, they identify first with their city, tribe, or religious group, and regard them as their own community.

Some people even completely disregarded the state as a community and believed that it was only the business of the rulers. This was common before modern times.

Or it would be better to say that the concept of nation as a community is a phenomenon that has only become popular since the 19th century; and the widespread concept of sovereign states as a community is even more unique to the 20th century.

This country located in North Africa was split during the Ottoman Empire and is divided into three provinces: Cyrenaica (the eastern part centered on Benghazi), Tripolitania (the western part centered on Tripoli), and Fezzan (the southern desert area).

During this period, there was no concept of the country of Libya, and there was no national identity among the people of the three provinces.

In the late 19th century, colonists took advantage of the Ottoman Empire's weakness to invade Libya.

The local people suffered from the double oppression of the Ottoman rulers and Italian colonists, and ideas similar to the Taiping Rebellion and the Boxer Rebellion began to appear in Libya.

This idea, which was born out of the situation, was used by the upper religious elites of Cyrenaica to serve their goal of establishing an independent country, thus giving rise to the Senussi movement.

The leader of the Senussi Order claims to be a descendant of the Idrisid dynasty of Morocco and from the lineage of Hassan, the second-generation Imam of the Shiites, who is a distant relative of the current Hashemite dynasty of Jordan and has a very "noble" bloodline.

However, the order itself is not Shia, but rather adheres to Sufism.

Through this sect, the religious elites of Cyrenaica organized the local people around themselves and formed a huge monastic group called "Zawiya" that integrated politics, economy, religion, and military.

This sect gradually expanded to Cyrenaica, Tripolitania and Fezzan, becoming the foundation of the future Libyan state.

After the Ottoman Empire's defeat in the war against Italy in 1911, the entire Libya became a colony.

The Senussi Order led a rebellion against Italy during this period, but it was certainly impossible for the local diehards to achieve ultimate victory in such a war.

Although the Senussi Order once succeeded in establishing a state, the Senussi Order led by Idris I was ultimately defeated.

Idris was forced to flee to Egypt and seek refuge under the protection of the British.

The turning point came in 1947. With Italy's defeat in World War II, Idris returned home in glory with the support of Britain and rebuilt his own regime.

However, during this period, the barriers between the three provinces remained strong.

In particular, since urban residents were not part of the Senussi order, many of them advocated the establishment of a federal state rather than the Idrisid dynasty.

However, with the support of local feudal forces and traditional powers such as Britain and the United States, Idris established the kingdom in 1950.

Of course, he had to compromise with the opposition, making Tripoli the capital instead of his old nest Benghazi, and changing the kingdom into the United Kingdom of Three Provinces.

It can be seen from the history of the founding of the country that the Libyans have not formed a sense of community for the country and the nation, and the founding of the country was largely based on the power of the Senussi Order to integrate the three provinces.

However, the Senussi Order itself was not believed by the overwhelming majority of the residents of the three provinces, so this bond was not strong and it soon broke.

With the advancement of urbanization and the rapid development of the oil industry, Libya at this stage still failed to successfully integrate, let alone national consciousness.

Most people see themselves as Arabs first, then as belonging to a province, a city, a tribal group, or as followers of a religious group.

The rapid rise of urbanization and industry has created another group of new and completely different business people. These people are very Westernized and are unlikely to believe in the Senussi Order.

At the same time, this group was influenced by the pan-Arab nationalism that was prevalent in the Middle East at the time and was therefore keen to unify the Arab world.

As a result, the bonds that maintain national stability quickly loosened, laying the seeds for disaster.

Since the death of Idris I, the traditional art of the African region, the "coup", has arrived at the scene in the fastest way.

Since then, the area has undergone multiple name changes, coups, and civil wars, which has prevented the area from establishing an international or national identity and still maintains their tribal ethnic system.

If the status quo could be maintained, it would be good. But after encountering the "Northern Lights", the traditional European region became more conservative.

In order to expand their living space, Germany and France have done their utmost to develop the safe and pollution-free area south of the Mediterranean.

This coincided with the outbreak of a new round of coup d'état. The militia launched a massacre against their parliament and at the same time marched eastward to attack the area controlled by the new parliament's army.

The German-French coalition decided to seize this opportunity and marched south under the banner of "peacekeeping", attacking the ports of Tripoli and Bayda at the same time.

"You guessed wrong, it's not Belgium, it's Libya."

Raphael put down his phone. "Although the conflict between the north and south of Belgium is acute, it has not yet degenerated to the point of civil unrest."

"Don't forget that refugees from the Netherlands are entering the Dutch-speaking areas of Belgium. The balance has been disrupted and riots will happen sooner or later."

"It's Libya that's the first to explode." Raphael stood up from his chair and said, "Have you chosen your container?"

"Just choose a normal trombone carrying bag."

"That's fine. Anyway, there is no security check system in the subway and bus. For flights, you can use special security check-free channels or directly take a military aircraft."

Asuka browsed through the various trombone bags in the store and said to Raphael:

"Besides, this security system is not designed to protect against real killers, but ordinary people who are emotionally unstable or in a state of collapse. And who would suspect a girl with a musical instrument?"

“But there will be a fine.”

Now it was Rafael's turn to quibble. There was indeed no security check, but there were a surprising number of transportation inspectors patrolling the bus.

If you are not careful, or if you talk too much, the other party will take out a baton and a POS machine to fine you. Just touch your credit card on the POS machine and your wallet will be half lighter.

This only applies to ordinary people.

In addition, DARPA took this into consideration when manufacturing the body.

Although the adult male body shape is very convenient in many cases, it is also considered that they will be deployed in cities as a special operations force in the future.

When combat causes riots, the fact that they are women and relatively young in appearance can make people subconsciously ignore the fact that they are the instigators.

When they ruled out all possibilities and finally came to their senses, the bionic tactical humanoid team had already taken advantage of the chaos to escape.

This was already a vivid example when they were active in Tokyo.

The CIA once reported that they had intercepted Russian intelligence saying that the Foreign Military Intelligence Service was very dissatisfied with the intelligence sent back by its agents operating in Kyoto.

Because the message sent back was photos of Japanese female high school students, and they took a lot of them.

If you want to conceal your rifle and blend in with the crowd, the only options left are large instrument carrying bags.

Only what was stored inside was not musical instruments, but weapons for killing people and the ammunition to make them work.

"What do you choose?" Asuka asked.

Raphael thought for a moment and said in a quiet voice, "I do have a flute... I can't carry both a guitar bag and a flute bag."

"Who really brings a musical instrument when they go out to do wet work, hey!"

Raphael turned to look at Lingyin and Luhui, who were squatting in front of their guitar bags, repeatedly comparing the sizes. Luhui was fine, as she was used to using regular-sized rifles; Lingyin's usual weapon was the XM250, and she could occasionally act as a sniper.

From this perspective, the requirements for the receiver are relatively high.

Chapter 90 Self-Pressure

Summer nights are cooler and more comfortable than daytime. After washing off the dust accumulated from running around outside all day, on the way back to the room, Raphael saw a figure sitting on the observation deck facing the outdoors.

She was wearing a cool-looking coat, and her long hair was rarely tied up, but hung down on her shoulders.

It's the ring tone.

Humanoids do get tired after all...

His eyes seemed vague and absent-minded, and he looked listless.

Although she still insisted on taking turns to watch the night, she and Asuka had been going out frequently at night for work recently. She was supposed to be very lively, but now she rarely spoke and sighed more often.

Seeing the tired expression on Lingyin's face, Raphael always felt that it was not a good idea to let her and Fei Niao go out again, and she and Luhui should take over.

Asking her to cheer up when someone was clearly tired was something she couldn't do.

Raphael turned and walked into the kitchen, took a stack of sliced ​​pork elbows, pickles and two bottles of craft white beer, and slowly approached Lingyin who was looking at the gibbous moon in the distance.

"Would you like some food to cool off?"

"Huh? No rest."

Raphael put down the tray he had brought and sat down next to Lingyin.

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