Boss Guan gave the order domineeringly, and Romeo Dallaire wanted to stop talking, but in the end he didn't open his mouth because of the question - the controller of this was obviously the cold Mr. Guan, not the elderly Pavel.

Yes, it is the one who is in control, compared with the style of the United Forces, Dallaire feels that he and the troops under his command are like a bag of gas that is constrained everywhere, and a sense of powerlessness rises in his heart.

People are private armies, and they have a strong backer and a legal identity that conforms to international management, plus a backstage boss who is tough, unscrupulous, and powerful enough, this is refreshing!

Dallaire knew what happened in Angola two years ago: just because he killed a few people from other mining companies, the crazy boss behind the scenes directly sent thousands of private troops with explosive combat effectiveness to destroy the seemingly powerful UNITA in a very short time.

People's combat effectiveness, work style, and equipment consumption that almost don't care about money, not to mention the peacekeeping forces, even the US military is estimated to be envious!

What is even more enviable is that at least tens of thousands of people have been killed in Angola, but the international community has not made the slightest wave, which is simply impossible for the peacekeeping force that is restricted everywhere.

Idol!

The cold Mr. Guan in front of him is the spokesperson of the boss behind the scenes, and he knows what kind of person he is when he looks at the other party's eyes, and it is certain that he is ruthless to the enemy, not to mention that he is still a super ruthless person who will pay for himself to go to space!

As for this Pavel on the side, he is not a simple person, and the person who can be a general will be simple?

And Dallaire noticed that he was just talking about "leaving the army", not retiring, which was clearly deliberate.

He speaks perfect American English and looks and behaves like a Western European, but Dallaire thinks he should be from Eastern Europe, so he doesn't know which Eastern European country he is from.

I wanted someone to find out where this major general came from, but I didn't expect that at this time, a big man in body armor walked into the café and reported to the two of them in English with a strong Eastern European flavor.

Murderous, talking about the shopping mall next door to the north, Pavel and Guan Xingquan's suspects said a little stumbling, and the three of them talked directly in Russian.

Dallaire didn't know Russian, but he could hear it as Russian.

When the big man left, Dallaire asked, "What army did Mr. Pavel have in Russia before?"

"KGB. ”

Romeo Dallaire immediately dismissed the idea of asking someone to investigate this Pavel: to investigate a former KGB major general, even if the Soviet Union was gone, it would be unpleasant to find himself.

At this time, Guan Xingquan got up and said, "Go and see those women." ”

In the lobby, more than a dozen haggard-looking and terrified Tutsi women were sent here by their arms, causing panic among the Western residents here.

All ready, the rooms were vacant, and a group of women were sent to two rooms.

As for what they have suffered before, everyone here understands that they only hope that these people are not infected with HIV, otherwise it will be even more unfortunate.

No one stepped forward, and just now Mr. Brigadier General told these Europeans that he would send them out of Rwanda as soon as possible, all they needed was to wait.

Seeing this scene, Dallaire said to Pavel: "You take all the refugees?"

"Whenever you take refuge with us, no matter what country it is, whether it's Tutsis or moderate Hutus, the doors of the hotel are always open.

That adds up to the size of six or seven football fields, and a sturdy building, so it's not a big problem to protect one or two hundred thousand people. Enough food and some medical supplies were prepared beforehand, enough for 10,000 people to last for more than a month.

By the way, 30 kilometers west of the city, we also set up a safe zone at the farm of the driver's father-in-law, who drove us, where the space is big enough for food and drinking water to be a problem.

If necessary, you can tell your subordinates to send the evacuees there, and later give you the exact coordinates, and the farm should be able to protect at least 50,000 people. ”

"How many of you are there?"

"Less than 300. Pavel was still smiling kindly.

Dallaire shook his head slightly, and said, "Three hundred protects sixty thousand, with all due respect, your hearts are big enough." ”

In the eyes of Mr. Brigadier General, as long as he can protect the last month, the United Nations should send someone anyway. Time is sufficient, but the ratio of the protector to the protected

It's like the Rwandans out there are mountain gorillas, a local specialty!

Pavel's face straightened slightly, and he said: "It's okay, my company is enough to penetrate this Kigali, if it's just a protective mission, unless those crazy people use heavy artillery, no matter how many people can't get in."

And, Mr. Dallaire, if the other side uses large-caliber artillery, our boss is not that Gali, think of Angola.

By the way, Mr. Secretary-General, you're still visiting Europe, right?

As a friend who is facing the same big trouble for the time being, Mr. Dallaire, we kindly remind you that now that Belgium, France, and the United States are all preparing to withdraw their troops, you will soon not be considered a bare-bones commander, and there will be few men left under your command.

And don't count on your secretary-general, who is ready to be an ostrich and not return to the United Nations Headquarters for more than one trip to Europe.

Friends, you won't have reinforcements from the UN for at least a month or two, and you will have fewer and fewer forces on hand, and don't forget that the current Rwandan government is also a member of the UN.

For your own safety, you can send all the foreign guests here to your barracks, where they can evacuate the hell in relative safety, and we will take care of the safety of the Rwandan refugees in the safe zone, and you can also notify the refugees in the city who want to take refuge to come to us

In addition, we will give you a set of our communication devices, which you can contact at any time if you have a situation. ”

Dallaire was helpless and said, "I hope the generals of the Hutu army are not crazy, and your boss is not crazy." ”

Pavel glanced at his watch, "He's not crazy, he just guesses he's going to get a little angry at this time." The subordinate reporter of our parent company went to the airport and accidentally took some shots on the way back, which should have been broadcast on several major news channels of the United Television Network at the same time, and our boss must have watched it.

By the way, Mr. Dallaire, we don't want your people to take the initiative to publicize our company's background.

Huaxia has an embassy here, and our boss definitely doesn't want anyone to attack it until all the embassy personnel are safely evacuated.

So, Mr. Dallaire, you can send all the U.S. peacekeepers protecting this hotel to the nearest barracks to the Huaxia Embassy, we know you have a barracks there, no problem, right?"

Dallaire was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted: the general boss of this gang of crazy people is not only a Wall Street supergiant, the boss of the largest mercenary group, and the largest private warmonger, he is also a Chinese!

Even if he is an American, he is still Chinese!

The brigadier general thought that he didn't like the feeling of being instructed, but this suggestion did not violate his bottom line.

However, he soon became uncontrollable, because the two dozen or so US peacekeepers outside had already begun to assemble under the command of one of the leading captains.

Upon asking, these American troops were ready to leave the hotel.

They are peacekeepers, but they are also US troops, and the people outside have already told them the proposal of the joint forces, and they are eager to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, and take the Western residents who choose to leave with them.

Let's go, along with nearly 20 heavily armed military contractors, who will go to the Chinese embassy.

All Chinese nationalities can enter the Huaxia Embassy and be led by Jiang Hongrong - this team will take the initiative to ask to be responsible for the security over there, whether the other party wants it or not!

This is the instruction given by Zhang Nan, he pretends to be a grandson and a good person in China, but in Africa, he can stand on the top of Mount Kilimanjaro and shout: "I am the king of Africa!"

Arrogant?

No, it's not arrogance, it's strength!

Ordinary Western residents had already packed their luggage and quickly registered to prepare for evacuation, but many reporters chose to stay for the time being to see how all parties reacted.

What is really going on outside, except for the people of the United Television Network, the other reporters only stay at the level of "civil war has broken out again".

If you knew that genocide was going on outside, you don't know what these journalists would have decided.

Just as he was about to leave, there was a situation at the door, and there were a few shouts in French and English.

"Two small vehicles of government forces and vehicles belonging to the hotel appeared together and were confronting our people outside the gate, and the snipers had already fired warning shots.

Paul, the manager of the hotel, was driving the car, and the government guys said that if we shot again, we would kill all the cockroaches in the car.

Just 9 miscellaneous pieces, can they be killed?

We can guarantee that no hostages will be injured by mistake!"

Guan Xingquan heard Dwight Breed's report in his headphones, Guan Boss's face remained unchanged, and said: "The body and the vehicle will be dragged back later, and besides, don't ask for instructions about this kind of thing in the future, it's over." ”

Dallaire, who was nearby, didn't know what to say, and after a few seconds, a very short burst of gunfire rang out, coupled with the simultaneous shouts of "Fast into the hotel, drive into the hotel" in French and English, and soon a 13-seater van with a hotel icon and a small car quickly drove into the hotel gate.

Twenty-seven or eighteen dark-skinned adults and children got out of the two cars, all of them in horror, and many people recognized one of them as the hotel's housekeeping manager, Paul Luce Shabajina.

As soon as the men got out of the car, a pickup truck drove into the hotel with a jeep painted by government troops, but instead of stopping, they turned straight to the parking lot.

The sharp-eyed man saw that the back seats of those two cars were full of corpses, and blood was dripping from them!

This is Guan Xingquan who said to the brigadier general: "There is chaos outside, and it doesn't matter if a few soldiers are missing." For the time being, we don't see a ghost on this part of the road, and no one can see it. ”

After speaking, he beckoned: "Paul, come here, what's the matter with you?"

Paul Luz Shabagina didn't know what was going on in the hotel, but he remembered the Asian, he knew Brigadier General Dallaire, and he knew he was safe for the time being.

Suppressing the horror in his heart, he quickly said what happened to him.

It's a simple process, he got off work after the drinking party yesterday, and on the way home, he found that someone was smashing and robbing, and even killing people.

Of course, as a Hutu with a decent job and a barely familiar relationship with many government and military leaders, Mr. Manager was only asked to check his ID card and did not receive any embarrassment.

I don't know why this happened, but I came home in a panic, only to find that many of my nearby Tutsi neighbors were hiding in his house, because many of their houses had been burned down, and even their entire families had been killed!

Paul Luz Shabagina's wife was a Tutsi, and it was then that he learned that the presidential plane had been shot down and that the Hutu purge of the Tutsi had begun.

He was the only person the Tutsi neighbors could trust, and had to take refuge in his house.

What to do?

Thinking about it, the only way is to take everyone back to the hotel after dawn, where there are soldiers of the peacekeeping forces, as well as Western journalists, and it should be safe for the time being.

But it's also not insured, because there are inspections on the road

Before Mr. Manager could think of a plan, the next day a government army raided his house and found that there were too many people hiding in his house, and it was clear that these people could not be Hutu.

Paul was unable to report that he was familiar with the Chief of Staff of the Army, General Bizimongo, and was willing to pay for the lives of these men.

The family doesn't have enough money, but there is one in the hotel, and that's it, Paul is already planning to embezzle the hotel's public funds to buy people's lives!

I didn't expect the hotel door to change greatly, and in the blink of an eye without saying a word, in the blink of an eye, in the real blink of an eye, all 9 fierce government troops died.

That's about it.

Guan Xingquan patted him on the shoulder and said to him: "Paul, this hotel has been bought by our company from the Belgians, and you will be the general manager of this place from now on."

To fulfill the duties of your general manager, that is, the one who allocates the room or something, the ordinary guests will leave, and more and more people will come here to take refuge, and you will be very busy. ”

He pointed to Pavel: "The trucks we managed to drive in two days ago were loaded with supplies, and now they are under your control."

Get this hotel up and running, I think it's going to be the best refuge in the world, watch out for you!"

The black buddy was a little stunned - why did he get promoted?

Adhering to Zhang Nan's consistent style of "let professionals handle professional matters", Guan Xingquan kicked the hotel management problem to Paul Luce Shabakina, regardless of whether people want to or not.

Only then did he have time to say to Dallaire: "You see, it is not a problem to kill a few people. Those who came to collect the money ran for a few kilometers, and God didn't know where they went.

But if you want to go, hurry up and keep in touch. ”

On both sides, there is a long line of United Nations vehicles, and in the middle are vehicles carrying ordinary Western residents.

At this time, I learned from the reporters on assignment that some evacuees had poured into the two nearby foreign-related hotels, because there were also peacekeepers there.

"Sooner or later, the people from the United Nations will leave, and when the time comes, bring them all over, or we will go over. Wait, when things get bigger, the company can give us support. ”

Kwan Xingquan said to Pavel a little helplessly.