Captain Valery Serdyukov was very busy, and since God was not in Rwanda, he directly used a fairly clean church as his temporary headquarters.

This is not the one that has become hell, there were seven or eight hundred people hiding in it - no nearby hotels, the best hotel in Nyamata City is not very good, and it will be messed up by the Rwandan army mongrel.

Luckily for those who had been hiding in the church, the captured Rwandan army had already been put on the clearance list this morning.

Fortunately, the paratroopers came, otherwise the men, women and children hiding in this church would have died too!

The refugees were grateful to the foreign GIs, most of whom did not speak the language, and some tried to find out the whereabouts of their relatives from the paratroopers, who could not help them.

Wearing a blue beret on his head, the survivors of Nyamata City at first thought that these saviors had fallen from the sky and were sent by the United Nations. But it soon became clear that these saviors, warriors who generally fell from the sky, had nothing to do with the United Nations!

The GIs told the survivors, don't count on the United Nations, the United Nations on the legendary island of Manhattan, let alone send more peacekeepers, this will be a large-scale withdrawal of peacekeepers!

Counting on the UN?

The grass on the grave is green!

Oh, no, because there can be no grave grass: by the time the UN peacekeepers arrived three months later, almost all the bodies were either floating in the river or still sitting on the side of the road.

If there is no grave, there will naturally be no grass.

It was not the United Nations, nor was it any country alone that sent troops to stop the massacre and rescue refugees, but this army was actually sent from more than 1,000 or 2,000 kilometers away by an American-Chinese with a humanitarian spirit and paying out of his own pocket!

The unbelievable reality is that even if refugees have just experienced hardship, this will collapse part of their long-standing outlook on life.

Private rescue?

Incredible!

But this is the reality again, the reality from death to life, I have to believe it.

If this is a fantasy and fantasy society, then Zhang Nan, who is sleeping soundly at home on Long Island, will be surrounded by a large circle of sacred halos!

If it is a mythological society, it is not certain that when Zhang Nan wakes up at dawn, he suddenly finds that he has achieved the Arhat fruit rank, or when he opens his eyes, he finds out which level of immortal body he has become.

But this is a real society, and the normal situation is: when you open your eyes, well, you are still a little sleepy.

Captain Valery was busy, and together with several prominent survivors, he divided the city into blocks, and then organized local people to participate in the rescue, while also counting and removing the bodies.

It is necessary to bury a large number of corpses as soon as possible, otherwise if it drags on for a few more days, there may even be a plague outbreak here!

The two airborne reporters sent by the United Television Network will not only be busy, but they will also be robots: the mere footage of the corpses left behind in the massacre in the city will collapse them, it is too miserable, it is too miserable!

Gritting his teeth and insisting, he threw the idea of coming to Siberia to work in a semi-mechanical way, and called the headquarters by the way: "If you can, help us throw two more guys down, we're all going crazy!"

Qualifications?

Why do you want to think about that, after this trip is over, two young people in the world war correspondents' industry, don't rush to say, a bit of a status in the rivers and lakes, and it is certain to get two positions!

Captain Valery Serdyukov's men were also busy, and except for the few men who were guarding the prisoners, who were relatively idle, no one else was available.

The weapons left behind by the butcher army scattered in the farmland and fields in the north of the city need to be collected, otherwise these usable automatic firearms will also be a big problem after they are lost.

This would be a massacre of Tutsis and moderate Hutus, but the company doesn't want to be Tutsi survivors with automatic weapons to slaughter ordinary Hutu people in the future—if not controlled, this is a very likely thing to happen!

The counting and transfer of the corpses also required the paratroopers to send some people to direct the locals to do it, and they had to contact the headquarters to find a way to get some heavy machinery as soon as possible - unless the whole city did it, the graves would be dug up until the Year of the Monkey.

There is only one good news now: for the time being, there is no need to worry too much about the food of most of the survivors in the city, the food is still there, and no one will die of hunger.

There is more bad news, those things ahead are still easy to solve, and the fatal thing is the rescue of the wounded!

The entire suburbs of Nyamata and the suburbs have a population of nearly 60,000, but there was originally only one hospital with poor equipment and few medical staff. There was only one nurse left alive in that hospital, and the other doctors and nurses all died yesterday, especially the female nurses, who died very miserably.

There were a lot of wounded, and the Rwandan massacre, although the slaughter was more efficient than the mustache's death camp, was not the gas chambers of Auschwitz;

No matter how many people stand in the gas chamber, the storage is lying down and being dragged out, and slaughtered with guns and machetes, there will always be some lucky people who survive, but those injuries are really shocking!

The small hospital was now taken over by two military doctors from the airborne group and six medical guards, and a local veteran Tutsi with prestige summoned more than a dozen strong men and twenty women to help, so they were all busy!

There's no hurry!

Major Leonid Voilovsky, a medical major of the Airborne Forces, had been to Afghanistan as a lieutenant, but for the first time, he was confronted with the situation of the present day: he had never seen so many wounded civilians, and he had just finished quickly dealing with the severed hand of a poor woman before he had to undergo the next operation.

Only local anesthesia was used, which was simple because of the ugliness, and there was no time to consider the shape of the scar after the wound was sutured, so it was fast.

A person has to do the next operation, and his spirit has to be tense all the time.

The right hand of the woman in her thirties was cut off by her neighbor Qi elbow half a day after government troops entered the city, while her husband and three children were all killed at the same time.

Tear off the gloves and rinse them with disinfectant.

Before the wounded with the severed hand had left, the next wounded was helped in.

This is a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, who has been slashed from the side of her nose to the chin area, and there is a minor knife wound on her arm, and the paratroopers who found her have helped to disinfect and temporarily bandage her.

Leonid Wojlovsky opened the triangular scarf that bandaged the face of this almost painless girl, and the wound on the side of the nose was deep to the bone, and it should have been the reason for the slashing angle, and the chin was about to be cut in half vertically!