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Chapter 3956 Pilates Guerrilla

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    "So you also think this task is troublesome?" Lin Rui turned his head and looked at Tula.

    Tula nodded and said, "Most African countries are multi-ethnic countries. In order to compete for spheres of influence, these tribes have constant conflicts, and each conflict will involve other races. The relationship becomes very complicated.

    ? And Africa has a strong sense of racial identity, and the rights of chiefs of various ethnic groups are even more effective than government decrees.

    This is why all African countries are facing the problem of ethnic conflicts, and it is difficult for the government to intervene deeply and can only mediate.  This kind of thing is very difficult to deal with, but it happened to us this time.  "

    "There's nothing we can do about it." Lin Rui patted Tula on the shoulder, "Tell me, do you have any new clues about the Dogon attack?"

    Tula nodded, "I have some clues here, mainly provided by several Fulani informants."

    "Fulani people?" Lin Rui frowned.

    "They don't have any sense of confidentiality. Instead, they like to talk about it and use these things as bragging rights. It's not difficult to find out these things." Tula took out a piece of information from under the driver's seat and threw it to Lin  sharp.

    "What's on top of this?" Lin Rui asked.

    ¡°Some of the intelligence we collected all points to a Fulani militia group, which calls itself the Mopti guerrillas,¡± Tula explained.

    "What kind of militia group is this?" Lin Rui asked.

    "It was unknown before. It is said that it was originally a militia group composed of some Fulani people. Recently, for unknown reasons, it has absorbed several nearby militia groups and changed its name to Mopti Guerrillas.

    Mopti is a region in central Mali.  It should be their scope of activities.  Judging from yesterday's attack, it should be a retaliatory attack launched by the Dogon people against them.

    My informants are collecting relevant intelligence.  When I take you back, you should be able to see the relevant results.  "Tula replied.

    "There's news so soon? This matter was done well." Lin Rui nodded.

    ¡°It¡¯s already very difficult. I told you a long time ago that this place has a strong sense of ethnic identity. They are wary of outsiders. So it is very difficult to get information from them.

    ¡°If we hadn¡¯t relied on informants selling information, we might have been unable to do anything until now.  "Tula smiled bitterly.

    The truck moved forward, carrying billowing smoke and dust, and brought Lin Rui and others to the temporary foothold prepared for them by Tula near Bangkas City.

    This is a residential house on the outskirts of the city. There is a courtyard outside, and the people inside are all Vitak's men.  One of them came to Tula and whispered a few words to him.

    Tula nodded, turned around and gestured to Lin Rui, "The informant is here, he's inside. Follow me in."

    When we came to the inner room, several big men looked at a Fulani man.  Lin Rui walked in and took a look. This Fulani man looked like a black man, but if he looked carefully, he could see that his skin color was slightly lighter than that of ordinary black people.

    When the Fulani man saw Tula, he immediately walked up to him and whispered, "Sir, I've got the news."

    Tula reached out and took out a few bills and handed them to him.  The Fulani man hurriedly collected the banknotes and nodded, "I have already figured out that the one who attacked the Dogongong village was the Mopti guerrillas, led by their leader himself."

    "Who is the leader of the guerrillas? How to find him? How many people are there? Where did you get the American equipment?" Lin Rui asked.

    "The name of the leader of the Mopti guerrillas is unclear, but it is said that he had been staying in Libya and only came back last year. In just one year, he unified all the surrounding militias and built them.  Mopti guerrillas," the Fulani replied.

    "Do you think I'm easy to fool? I don't even know his name, so what do they call this person?" Tula lowered his face and said, "You took the money and you do this to me?"

    The Fulani man waved his hands quickly, "This is really not my attempt to deceive sir. His men and others call him Emir."

    An emir is a noble, chief or local governor, especially a chief or local governor in Arabia and Africa - a commonly used title.  So this title should be just an honorific, not a real name.

    Lin Rui nodded, "So where is this emir?"

    "They have a camp in Buriti Village. It is said to be newly built and they are recruiting troops recently."?, it is said that the reward was very generous.  "The Fulani man replied quickly.

    "There are many of them now?" Lin Rui asked.

    ¡°It is estimated that there are more than 200 people.¡± The Fulani replied.  "They are all recruited from various Fulani tribes. And as long as you join their guerrillas, you will get money."

    Tula sneered, "It seems that the offer is quite generous. Recruiting troops requires money and weapons. Do you know where their money and weapons come from?"

    "It seems unclear about this. It is said that a foreigner gave it to them." The Fulani replied, "It is not easy for me to inquire about this kind of thing. At first, it will easily arouse suspicion. Later, even if I asked, they  He may not be willing to say it either.¡±

    "Go and ask again. See what they have done recently. Yesterday, the Dogon attacked the Fulani village. The emir should react.

    You go and check for me whether they are preparing to retaliate?  "Tula thought for a while and said.

    "Wait a minute." Lin Rui stretched out his hand to stop him, then turned to the Fulani man and said, "I have an idea. Do you know that person from the Mopti guerrillas?"

    ¡°There are a few people I know. I learned most of the information from them.¡± The Fulani nodded.

    "Tell me the name of one of them, and I will go find that person myself." Lin Rui whispered.

    "This is not appropriate, I mean, if you look for him rashly now, it is very likely that you will attract their attention." The Fulani people were obviously nervous.

    "You are not afraid that I will attract their attention, but you are afraid that your identity will be exposed. Don't worry, I know how to deal with it. I will also ensure your absolute safety." Lin Rui replied.

    ¡°There is a way. I know the head of a Fulani village. He is the head of the village next to the Mopti guerrilla camp.

    ¡°Perhaps through him you will be able to contact the Mopti guerrillas.  But you must not show any hostility.

    People in the village regard the guerrillas as heroes.  If they knew you were looking for trouble, they wouldn't tell you a word.  replied the Fulani.

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