Although the original plan said that "in case of provocation and resistance, you can kill them", but a clause was added at the end: "If there are no special circumstances, do not kill too many people, so as not to fall into the truth".

This time, the Rwandan government forces opened fire first, but they were immediately beaten into a sieve, and the rest of the armed men ran faster than rabbits, and their own side was not scathed at all.

According to the original plan, in this case, the first operational requirement is to drive the opponent out of the city, and there is no requirement to fight a war of annihilation, why would the ground commander suddenly ask the air cover force to kill?

Or try not to let one go?

The city was littered with corpses, many of which had died horribly, and these scenes constantly irritated the nerves of the paratroopers, and in a Celestial Episcopal Church in the south of the city, near the edge of the city, some paratroopers saw a scene that they would never forget!

Valery Serdyukov's company entered the city of Nyamata from the southwest, and there were many corpses of Tutsis who had been slaughtered on the side of the road.

As soon as he rounded a street corner, Valery saw Sergeant Ivan, the squad leader of the Sharp Knife Squad, come over with an ugly face and report: "Captain, I'll take a look at the situation, you'd better go and see the church in front." ”

Valery frowned - Ivan was one of the most capable squad leaders under him, an old brother who had come out of the 76th Airborne Division and had been to Afghanistan together, and had seen a big scene.

This will make him say half in front of him, which is definitely not a good thing!

Don't ask, just go and see for yourself, if Ivan said it earlier, there must be a reason for him.

In front of it is the church that Ivan said, the shape is tall, but in fact, the architectural style is very simple, not only does not even have a complete wall, the wall tiles of the main building of the church are not painted, and the bricks are exposed.

Faith needs sustenance, and if you don't have money, you won't paint it, a very common African-style church.

When I walked in, the church was clean, there were no weeds, and there were some flowers planted in the flower beds, which were obviously taken care of by someone on a regular basis.

There was not a single corpse in the area, but there was a sickening, strong smell in the air: even though it was only early in the morning, there were many flies flying in the air.

I feel that the temperature will be in the 20s, and it will be cooler at most one or two degrees at night, and according to the previous notice, even if the sun is big in this area during the day, it will be in the 30s.

This temperature combined with this unpleasant smell gave Valery Serdyukov a very bad premonition in his heart!

He had seen a lot of corpses, not only today, but also in Angola, and seven or eight years ago in Afghanistan, and knew that the smell was the smell of corpses that had been killed for a day or two at most in this temperature.

It's not just rancid, the smell will take another two days to explode, it's a hodgepodge of blood, offal, broken human body mixed and spoiled, it's hard to describe!

If a person dies of natural causes, then this kind of temperature conditions, in such a short period of time, as long as they are not exposed to the sun, there will not even be an unpleasant smell.

But the one who was killed was different, the smell of blood was the same as the exposure and shattering of human internal organs, and it would smell after half a day's effort.

I've smelled dead people like this before, but it's definitely not as heavy and disgusting as here!

It feels very bad!

Now that everything was clean, Valery looked at the open church door on the steps ahead—there were scattered assault rifle shells on the steps, and flies on the steps, where there were a few solidified black-brown marks.

It was bloodstains, traces left by a large amount of blood flowing down!

Outside the doorway stood two very ugly subordinates, with expressions on their faces like those of a retching pregnant woman, with a hint of seriousness and anger.

Stepping up the steps, Valery saw a scene he would never forget: the entire church was filled with densely packed corpses intertwined!

layer by layer, all of a sudden, I can't see how many people there are!

The floor of the church entrance was covered with coagulated, spoiled blood, and Valery forced himself to take off his beret to cover his mouth and nose and enter the church door.

After his eyes adjusted to the dim light in the church, he could see the whole picture.

Layers upon layers of corpses, men, women, and children, the more you go inside!

Looking at the wounds and skin color of the corpses, Valery judged that the time of the slaughter of these people was definitely less than 24 hours, most likely yesterday afternoon.

The purgatory on earth was just around the corner, and the captain unconsciously formed a scene in his mind of the slaughter of these people in their lives.

The entire city was searching and slaughtering Tutsis, and at least 2,000 Tutsi refugees, almost all of them Christians, had taken refuge in the church, hoping that the house of God would give them refuge.

There were so many people, most of them didn't even have a place to sit, and the crowd stood in dense numbers, praying to God...

But the Hutu army and the thugs came anyway, and after smashing open the church door, the brutes opened fire directly with automatic weapons!

The people in the church could only squeeze their heads back, and despair enveloped the house!

There were so many people seeking refuge in the church that the brutes threw grenades directly into it—bullet holes and shrapnel from grenade explosions on the crosses and walls around the church, as well as human debris hanging on the walls!

No one came to save them, God forgot about Rwanda, the blood of the slaughtered spilled from the doorway, spilled down the steps;

Or is it because there are too many people, and the executioners who carried out the massacre are because there are too many corpses near the door, and it is estimated that they have no intention of entering the church, which is to kill!

Two or three thousand people, none of them escaped, and there was also a Hutu butcher shooting at the small door on the side, and the brutes killed everyone in the church.

Captain Valery exited the church, walked to the steps and took the hat that covered his mouth, and couldn't help retching.

He's a warrior, not a robot, he's a human!

Not only did the breath make him uncomfortable, but the scene of thousands of slaughtered bodies layered on top of each other made his stomach cramp!

After breathing a sigh of relief, he immediately used the intercom to report the discovery here to his superiors, and then ordered: "Chase, kill those butcher beasts!"

The gunboat planes received the order to open fire, and even the fighters preparing to return came down with a salvo!

Half an hour later, two war correspondents, who had come down with the second batch of support drops, arrived at the church with their equipment.

Two young people from the United Television Network, who had skydived before, came to fight for their qualifications, but they vomited in body armor and helmets at the door of the church, and almost vomited all the yellow bile.

After vomiting and working, more than ten minutes later, several people who received satellite video signals in New York felt that they were chilling!

。 Writing Chinese Network M.