Lin Rui waved his hand and asked Jiang An to let the few living prisoners go. About half an hour passed after the prisoners escaped into the militants' lair. Finally, a gun was stuck out of the window. Without firing, but holding a white towel at the muzzle, the militants in the town surrendered.
During the battle, the black guide Bamujim, who had been hiding behind the car, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Rui patted him and said with a smile, "Bamu Jim, relax. Do you want to hear a story about surrender?"
Bamu Jim nodded uneasily.
"This story was told to me by Crazy Horse. Yes, it was the American over there." Lin Rui shrugged. "It is said that during the war in Afghanistan. A farmer was forcibly captured by the extremist organization and became a soldier. He worked with the United States He went to fight. But this guy is just a farmer. He doesn¡¯t know how to fight, and those damn Americans are well equipped. So after thinking about it, he thought that the only way to save his life was to surrender as soon as the war started."
Bamujim nodded, "Then did he surrender?"
"There must be conditions for surrender. He doesn't speak English. What if he raises his gun to surrender and people don't understand and shoot anyway?" Lin Rui continued, "So, experienced militants taught him a way. When there is a battle, wave a white flag, or a white towel, or even any white clothes, and the other side will know that you have surrendered."
"Good idea." Bamu Jim nodded repeatedly.
"But, the extremists also know this internationally accepted method of surrender. So as soon as they were recruited to serve as soldiers, the extremists confiscated all their white clothes and the like." Lin Rui shrugged. .
"What can we do?" Bamujim frowned.
"Fortunately, the farmer also hid a pair of white underwear. He was afraid that the extremist superiors would discover it and have it confiscated. He could only wear it close to his body every day and never dared to take it off, just to save his life during the war. "Lin Rui smiled and said, "Once they were fighting the Yankees in the mountains, and finally got an opportunity. The farmer found that there was no one around him, so he took off his underwear and held it with a gun, and ran towards the enemy, planning to surrender. "
"Then he surrendered and saved his life?" Bamu Jim nodded.
"No, he was shot to death by the enemy as soon as he rushed out." Lin Rui sighed.
"But, isn't he holding white underwear?" Bamujim asked confused.
"Because he had been rolling around in the ravine for several months, the white underwear had never left his body, let alone been washed, and had long since turned black. When he surrendered, he wrapped his underwear around the muzzle of the gun and rushed out. It was basically It was so dusty that the American troops on the opposite side thought he was holding a grenade. So the unlucky guy was shot down." Lin Rui looked at Jim Bamu and smiled and said, "Bamu Jim, you What can we learn from this story?"
¡°You mean, the more scared you are and the more you want to surrender, the faster you may die?¡± Bamu Jim nodded thoughtfully.
"Wrong, I mean, personal hygiene is very important. You should take a shower and wear your clothes. The smell on your clothes is comparable to biological and chemical weapons. It can smoke out the camels of the Tuareg people." Fainted." Lin Rui patted Bamu Jim on the shoulder and sighed. The mercenaries around burst into laughter.
By this time all the militants in the town had come out and surrendered, and the Tuareg confiscated their weapons and took over the town. In a desert town like this where government forces cannot reach, almost anyone with armed militants can rule the roost. Sometimes it only takes one night to stage a changing king's flag on the city wall.
Wiesel was very satisfied with the ending. He came over and gave Lin Rui a hug. "Thank you my friend."
"Visel, I want to know how to deal with our affairs?" Lin Rui nodded.
Wiesel nodded and said, "This town already belongs to us. You and your people can rest in this town for a few days. I will ask my people to notify all the surrounding Tuareg tribes and ask them to assist. Look for those Russians who were captured. As soon as there is any news, I will notify you as soon as possible."
"I need an exact time. Our time is very tight now. Those extremists are very cruel, and those Russian soldiers are in danger at any time." Lin Rui nodded.
"In two to three days, our people will do their best to cooperate with your search. As long as they are still in this area and have not left, our people will definitely be able to find them." Visser nodded firmly.
Lin Rui smiled and said, "You are quite convinced."
"Of course, my friend. This is the Sahara Desert, and we have been living in this desert since ancient times.??Survive, pursue every oasis and every water source, and graze on these only resources. You have to understand that there are not many places in this vast desert where people can survive. Although the Maghreb organization is quite powerful, if they want to survive in this desert, they must follow the rules of this desert.
Their camp must be in one of the oases, or somewhere near an underground water source. And we are familiar with any oases and any underground veins in this desert. Wiesel said proudly.
"What he said is true." Jiang An nodded, "The living conditions in this desert are extremely difficult. The Tuareg people have lived here since ancient times and know many oases and water sources unknown to outsiders. They even fish in the desert. .¡±
Lin Rui frowned and said, "Fishing in the desert?"
Jiang An nodded and said, "Their fishing method is very simple: just use a shovel to dig out the sand, usually to a depth of 1 to 3 meters. If there is water seeping out, it means you have found an underground river under the sand. Just hang insects on the hooks Or strips of mutton, poke them into the mouth of a seepage underground river, and fish will take the bait."
Wiesel smiled and said, "Because in some places in the desert, there are underground rivers deep underground, and there is a kind of blind fish without eyes growing in the underground rivers. Although outsiders find this incredible, it also proves that our pictures The people of Areg understand the desert. Working with us was a wise choice.¡±
"Okay, we'll wait for news in this town." Lin Rui nodded. "Tell your people, if you find the target, don't alert them, just tell us the location, and we will handle the rest ourselves."
Wiesel nodded and said, "Understood, just wait for our news. Using this, in a short time, our people will notify other Tuareg tribes. Let them search with all their strength." He lifted the lid Drove a pickup truck with a canvas covering the back seat. Inside is a set of military shortwave radios.
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