Two ruts jut from Chad's unmarked border into Darfur and into the conflict in western Sudan.

This is basically the case in the Sahel, where it is not marked on the map and does not form a border on the ground.

The scenery of the vast expanse is the same, with only hard soil full of sand and dry grass as thin and fragile as blown glass, and the iron-gray horizon does not move.

However, the road ahead is full of borders, but most of the time.

Flying over here by plane, you will only be on the edge of the wasteland.

But this is only an illusion of an outsider.

The criss-crossing boundaries divide every exposed rock formation and every plain, carving out the territories of individual tribes and clans, expanding or retreating as the tide of war and the seasons change.

It is not advisable to stay around large and small ponds.

Some are called "Massal"

determines the route of migration of nomadic tribes.

Every place here is so orderly that simply crossing the wrong line or recklessly going deep into someone else's territory could lead to retaliation or even loss of life.

The word Sahel means "shore" in Arabic

, alluding to the edge of the continent - the grand beginning and the final end.

A semi-arid steppe belt that separates Arabs from black herders and farmers, and the green world from the desert.

Some 50 million of the world's poorest, most vulnerable and undercared for survived here.

Lin Rui and others also joined them.

Lin Rui and his entourage were riding in two Toyota trucks and were on the way to the village of Fulavie, when a group of unidentified armed guerrillas quietly emerged from the grass.

"Stay in the car and don't move. ”

Crazy Horse whispered.

But it was too late.

The gunmen were already swaying around.

The leader was a thin young man, with pigtails on his head and a blackened amulet hanging from his chest, like air-dried ears.

These blacks were thin and fierce, like hungry wolves in the wasteland.

Once here, no one cares what passport you have, whether you're young and loved, whether the color of your skin is supposed to protect you from bullying, or whether you're not here to fight at all - it doesn't matter.

All rhetoric is invalid.

When the black teenager with a Kalashnikov grinning and reaching for their car door, there was usually only one thing that could stop him – the gun.

Lin Rui put a gun on the head of this black teenager with a blank face, and told him with a cold muzzle and an equally cold look that there was a group of people in the car that he couldn't afford to mess with.

The black teenager succumbed, he was not a fool, what did he come from.

Well-armed, indifferent eyes and heavy combat uniforms on their bodies.

All indicate the identity of these people.

There's only one kind of person you shouldn't mess with in this place, and that's strong men with guns.

If it's a foreigner, you'd better turn around and leave, and get as far away from them as possible.

Because these people are basically mercenaries who kill people without blinking.

After the group of black teenagers with guns retreated, Lin Rui and the others had time to take care of the village they had arrived.

It is almost dilapidated like an abandoned shack, with earthy yellow floors and equally earthy yellow walls.

The air smells like spoiled butter.

Everyone's first reaction when they saw Lin Rui and the others was to avoid them.

Lin Rui found the elder of the village and threw two photos to him, "We are looking for someone." ”

The elder was a little frightened, and it was easy for an interpreter to say something to them.

From the information they provide to guns"

and "Rose"

These two men had been here before, but only a few days ago.

"The elders said that they were not in a good situation at the time, and the people in the village said that the mercenaries were being hunted down.

It's possible that they ran west.

”

Crazy Horse whispered.

"Do you think they can be trusted?

”

Lin Rui said in a low voice.

"They are local blacks, not in league with Arab nomads, and they shouldn't have to lie to us.

”

Crazy Horse whispered, "I guess those two mercenaries were also hired by the local black tribe, otherwise they wouldn't have clashed with Jane Garvede."

”

"Let's go, get out of here and look west.

”

Lin Rui said in a low voice, "Keep more thoughts, don't let these people be deceived."

”

Crazy Horse nodded, beckoned the others to get into the car, and continued to look west for "guns"

and "Rose"

。

In the middle of the desert, the temperature rises sharply at noon, and the sun is like fire.

The O2 crew headed west, crossing a rocky riverbank, with Sergei observing the surroundings from time to time behind the car.

At this time, the car in front stopped, and Crazy Horse faced Lin Rui and said, "Further on, you will reach the area where Jian Jiawei is under armed control."

We can't get over it?

”

"Let's go!

”

Lin Rui commanded in a deep voice.

Crazy Horse stopped talking, and the two cars crossed the line and continued on their way.

"Guys, we're in enemy territory now!

Be vigilant, these Jangaved militants are not scouts, they fight tough battles!

They're elite and they're here all year round!

It's going to be a tough fight, you know?

Complete!

”

Lin Rui whispered into the intercom.

"Understood!

”

The team members replied in a low voice.

The team moved on, but alertness increased significantly.

Toyota trucks are advancing rapidly, not finding the slightest danger lurking.

Until there was a slight flash of light in the surrounding wild grass.

"There is an ambush!

”

Yelena shouted in alarm, and the rest of the team began shooting in all directions with guns.

Outside the river beach, a group of armed men heard the gunshots, stopped, and stood on guard with guns.

Lin Rui searched for the target with a gun.

Sergei's eyes widened: "Is there really someone?"

Damn, they tried to ambush us, and they almost got their way!

”

"Get ready to fight!

”

Lin Rui calmly ordered, and the team members held guns to guard around.

Screams could be heard in the distance, mixed with the incessant sound of gunfire.

Lin Rui frowned and said, "The target is not us, but the people over there."

We just broke in by mistake.

”

He immediately ordered: "Probably what they are attacking is guns and roses, and they can't go around to the side."

Let's talk about the situation.

”

The team members quickly jumped out of the car and struck the rear at full speed.

On the desert-like mound, the smoke of gunpowder filled, and the other party seemed to be holding a gun and shouting: "Fire!"

Fire!

”

They were fighting against the fast-moving guerrillas, and they had suffered heavy losses, and several wounded were lying on the ground, all of them badly wounded, and the blood was dripping and staining the yellow sand on the ground.

"Is that them?

”

Lin Rui said in a low voice.

"Chu, how about it, should we do it?

”

Crazy Horse frowned, "They won't be able to hold it for long."

”

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