With the idea of controlling the construction base in the central region of Somalia, Li Yin suddenly came to the small town of Gadaro to inspect his land. However, this small town has no water supply, no medical care, and even a supermarket. The town has let him down. The only assets he has now are these refugees, which is obviously negative equity.
And with more and more refugees, the security situation here is getting more and more serious. Young and middle-aged people who are full and have nothing to do have become an unstable factor. When Li Yin arrived at the black market, he saw that there was already a black market selling guns here. These gun dealers are naturally inseparable from the several gun battles that Gadaro has seen these days, which made Li Yin feel gloomy.
Li Yan's eyes swept over the gun dealers, and they immediately lowered their heads in fear. At least these people understand the Somali survival philosophy, whoever has a big fist has to listen to him.
"Chief, there is an organization that claims to be the International Red Cross Society and wants to see you." Li Yin was asking the gun dealer where he bought the one-dollar bullets from, and Kumasi suddenly said to Li Yin, He just received a message from the office area.
Li Yin nodded to show that he understood. He continued to talk to the gun dealers. Somalia is a country full of guns. It can be said that it is a paradise for arms dealers. However, there are not many big arms dealers like Trov, but there are many small arms dealers. Like ants, Li Yin does not want the shadow of other arms dealers to appear in his sphere of influence, which is very detrimental to his rule, because in Somalia, as long as he has guns and money, he can organize an army at any time. He does not want these refugees There was a sudden riot.
"We picked up these guns." The gun dealer dared not look Li Yin in the eyes, and said in a low voice.
"You'd better not lie to me!" Li Yin said with a fierce look, "These guns and bullets are brand new, do you take me for a fool?"
The atmosphere became more and more tense. Behind Li Yin, the indigenous soldiers in neat military uniforms pointed their guns at the five gun dealers, waiting for a word from Li Yin to shoot. Killing people in Somalia is as normal as killing chickens.
The surrounding Somalis looked at the five gun dealers sympathetically. But no one dared to step forward and say something more. Those soldiers with live ammunition were not joking. After hesitating for a while, a gun dealer said, "We really picked this up. There is a wooden box next to the road. Let's open a box." Look at the guns and bullets." The other four also kept nodding.
Li Yan stared into their eyes, feeling that they were not lying, turned his head and said to Kumasi. "Confiscate all the guns and bullets, give them a little compensation, and tell them that no one should sell guns privately."
"Yes, Chief." Kumasi asked several soldiers to collect their firearms, took out a few hundred dollars and gave them several gun dealers and told them not to make an exception.
At this time, Li Yin has already left for the office area. He is still an illegal armed force and has not been recognized by any organization so far, which makes him a little passive. Because in this case, he will not get the support of any international organization, so I will never talk about the construction of Gadaro, even if he goes to the Z country engineering company in Mogadishu. They are also unwilling to come here to help him build this place. After all, the transitional government is an internationally recognized organization. It seems that he has to discuss this issue with the Somali national government to get an official identity. And if the gun dealer's words are true, then he has to worry about one problem, that is, there must be forces targeting him. The purpose is simple, to make these refugees riot, and this is enough to destroy his hard-earned foundation.
When he arrived at the door of the office, eight soldiers were watching five men and one woman vigilantly with guns, including one black man, four white men, and a yellow man. They seemed to be very interested in Li Yin's soldiers and kept looking at them Guns and military uniforms on their bodies, but it's no wonder that the soldiers in Somalia are basically too poor to wear regular military uniforms.
"Chief, they said they are from the International Red Cross Society and want to see you." An indigenous soldier asked, and tasks such as standing guard are now done by indigenous soldiers, and the terminators are only responsible for training them and performing advanced tasks.
Seeing Li Yin's enthusiasm, the five people showed embarrassing expressions, and the only white woman among them said, "I'm sorry, Chief Hatton, we are not here for international support. We were attacked and escaped here. I hope Hatton The sheikh can help us get back to Mogadishu, we have read about you in the newspapers, it is said that you are a peace advocate, of course, we are willing to provide three thousand dollars a day for security, because we really don't have any Extra money."
Li Yin was slightly disappointed. He thought that the international community began to recognize him, but Li Yin has always been full of respect for those who have the courage to go deep into dangerous places to seek death and heal the wounded. This small favor may still be helpful, so he said: "As The newspaper said, I am a peaceful person, I will help you, but I am afraid not today, it is getting late, it is too dangerous to go to Mogadishu at this time, and the security fee of three thousand dollars is unnecessary.”
Because Somalia is known as the most dangerous place in the world, because the first thing foreigners who come to Somalia get off the plane is to hire security personnel, which also leads to the prosperity of the Somali security industry. Normally, the security fee for a day is Two thousand dollars, three thousand dollars can be said to be a lot.
The six of them had also spent a lot of time in Somalia, so they naturally understood what Li Yin meant. They were just holding on to a glimmer of hope, and they had nowhere to go to ask for help rashly, because both left and right were dead.
"God, thank you Chief Hatton, God will definitely bless you." The white woman said, she was about twenty-six years old, and tears of excitement came out at this time.
Li Yin smiled gently, took them into the office and asked about their situation. It turned out that they were suddenly attacked by unknown armed forces on the way from Garowe, the capital of Puntland, to Mogadishu. The car in which the security guards were riding was hit by rockets and all of them were killed. Gadaro was a junction of nearby roads. They suspected that the attackers who attacked them were Al-Shabaab. So they broke into Li Yin's control area without hesitation.
"You are really lucky." Li Yan lit a cigar and said, "If this was an area controlled by other warlords, you would have been kidnapped or beheaded by now."
The six people showed scared expressions when they heard the words, but they didn't believe Li Yin now. Li Yin could see the guard in his eyes clearly. He had now figured out the identities of the six people. The only black man was an official of the Somali Transitional Government. Responsible for receiving international rescue agencies. Among the four white men, the woman named Elizabeth is from country Y and a reporter from the "International Herald". The other three men are from different Western countries, and this yellow man surprised Li Yin the most. The Chinese are also doctors, but Li Yin now looks like a Somali native, so he can't see his fellow villagers, and his eyes are full of tears.
After chatting with the six people for a while, the sky was getting dark at this time. Li Yin asked Kumasi to prepare a simple dinner for them to eat. He was very interested in this Elizabeth, not because she was beautiful, but because she was beautiful. Li Yin wants to win a little support internationally for herself through her as a media person.
"Chief Hatton, the international community has always been very curious about you, because you quickly occupied Gadaro, a town where the Al-Shabaab has been entrenched for several years, and this cannot be achieved even by the transitional government. Are there other countries behind you? Support, just like those warlords who suddenly walked out of the cottage."
After a simple meal, Elizabeth suddenly asked Li Yin a question, which made the other five people turn pale with fright. The most taboo thing in Somalia is to ask them about their backgrounds. There was once a reporter who asked a Somali how many people They were shot at the first question about pirates. They knew that Elizabeth was very courageous, but they didn't expect it to be so big.
Li Yin, the person involved, didn't have so many thoughts. He said: "We are indeed from an ancient tribe. The king of Somalia four hundred years ago came from our tribe, because he didn't want to see Somalia always in turmoil. We just walked out of our land during the middle of the war, and we don’t have any national support behind us, and we bought these arms from arms dealers with the treasures handed down from the tribe.”
Elizabeth was taking notes while listening, and the others were relieved to see that Li Yin was not angry.
Li Yin continued: "But we still overestimated our own capabilities. These huge numbers of refugees have now become our burden. Our livestock and food will soon be unsustainable. We hope that the international community will see this and do more. Darrow is forming the largest refugee camp in Somalia, although we can provide them with safe housing, we cannot continue to guarantee their food and medical care, and people here are dying of hunger and disease every day."
Elizabeth wrote the last word and closed the notebook and said, "You are a kind chief, we have also seen the situation here, please rest assured, I will definitely reflect the situation here to the international community, and strive to make international rescue work possible. Arrived here, but I hope you will not rob the refugees of supplies like other warlords.” (To be continued..)