Chapter 446: Someone is always in charge
As the conflict intensifies in Libyya, with NATO bombing, rebels and government forces in a stalemate, Kazafi is as tough as ever. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
On June 11, France took the lead in making a strategic deployment that violated United Nations resolutions.
After the arrival of the French aircraft carrier battle group on the coast of Libyya, a new round of military strikes against government forces will be carried out, and even French troops will land on Libyan soil and fight side by side with the opposition until Gaddafi comes to power without conditions.
This is already in violation of the UN's war decision to prohibit the invasion of Libya territory by any ground forces.
But France was already red-eyed, and besides, as a big five, he naturally had many means to find a reasonable excuse for his invasion.
On June 14, the capital of Libyya was hit by a fourth air strike by Western fighter jets, resulting in the injury of many local civilians. At the same time, the multinational forces began a ground invasion.
The next few days were lively, and the rebels first swept through the firepower of Western countries. When countries look at it, this should be about the same, right? So they suspended the attack.
The rebels also felt that they were in control of the battle, and happily approached Kazafi's birthplace, Sirte.
And then... The war is back up. The rebels were directly defeated by the government forces and retreated eastward, like lost dogs.
NATO was depressed at the time, and to be honest, it had a rather bad impact both domestically and internationally. But it can't be helped, just keep fighting.
The crowd that had been watching for a long time finally couldn't help it, and for the first time, Hua Guo publicly criticized the military action.
South African President Zuma even directly scolded NATO, saying that NATO is the most shameless organization.
At the same time, different voices began to emerge within NATO. Italy has always been hypocritical, calling for a ceasefire as soon as possible in order to deliver humanitarian aid to the country.
Naturally, it is impossible for Britain and France to agree, how can this moment be stopped? As for humanitarianism, let's talk about it after we finish fighting!
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Libyya borders with Chad,
On the barren and desolate desert, about 100 women and children are struggling to move forward.
There were no adult men, all Arab women, and young children crouching on their mother's back in a panic.
"Tia, is there really a place of refuge ahead?" The elder wrapped in a gray-black robe asked again in a hoarse voice.
"Yes." The girl named Tia replied with great confidence.
Tia, a 17-year-old Arab girl, is one of the members of the bodyguard reserve team secretly trained by the former Kazafi government.
If war hadn't broken out, she would have competed for the position of Kazafi's female bodyguard after the age of 18.
If she succeeds, she will be treated with good treatment and a life without dignity.
Fail, and she will have nothing.
Tia had worshipped Kazafi like countless Libyya youths, and she had wavered like countless comrades who yearned for freedom.
But when war came, all she could do was flee the disaster.
Tia was lucky that only three of the dozens of people who fled with her managed to escape.
Others... What awaits them will be inhumane torture.
Tia is an orphan whose relatives are only of her own family from her hometown. So she cautiously returned to her hometown for refuge.
However, the flames of civil strife spread rapidly from the towns and cities to the whole country. Private armed forces under the banner of the opposition have appeared one after another throughout the country.
The goal of this group was not to fight the regular army, but to ransack remote towns in a frenzy.
Panic swept across the country, even in the desert barren villages.
A large number of refugees fled in all directions, Egypt, Algeria, Nirzh...
The same is true for Tia's village. The men stayed behind to make a last stand, and the women and children followed Tia in search of refuge.
The villagers don't understand why they want to go to the more barren and dangerous city of Chad, but they believe in Tia and follow her on the road away from home with the hope of survival.
Tia didn't explain why, because no one except her knew what the Blue Star Kingdom was at all.
Kazafi does not allow citizens to learn foreign languages, and citizens are not allowed to access the Internet and television.
But Tia knows that she has learned a lot of skills during her training. Although she didn't know much, she knew that the Blue Star Kingdom was very powerful.
Tia believed that as long as they were protected by the Blue Star Kingdom, neither Western countries nor the rebels would be able to harm them.
The brown-eyed girl made the right choice, but the pursuing armed forces would not give up any opportunity to vent their looting.
"Da Da Da .."
Furious gunfire and unbridled noise were faintly heard.
The women wrapped in robes trembled slightly, their faces showing despair. The children's crumpled faces were full of confusion.
"Quick! Hurry up! Tia shouted desperately, "We're almost there!" As long as we cross the sand dunes in front of us, we are safe!! ”
Safe?
This word brought the panicked and desperate women back to their senses, and their eyes involuntarily looked at the sand dunes a hundred meters away...
Getting there... Will we survive?!
"Tear pull.."
The women tore off the veil that kept them from seeing the world clearly, and ripped off the robes that stood in their way.
They carried the frightened child on their backs, and supported the dying old man with all his might, their dry eye sockets soaked with the only remaining tears, their teeth biting their chapped lips, and the faint blood that made their overloaded bodies burst out with the strength to survive again.
They shook off their torn shoes, stepped on the hot yellow sand, and rushed to the place of hope without saying a word.
"Da Da Da .."
"Hahahaha, look where you run!"
Eight SUVs approached them quickly, and the men in the cars laughed loudly and playfully. Some even fired directly at the point, as if it was not their comrades in front of them, but their prey.
Gradually, the crowd suffered casualties, and wisps of bright red blood seeped into the hot golden yellow.
The screams of the women, the cries of the children, the ridicule of the men...
This is what war brings to civilians.
"It's coming! It's coming soon! Tia screamed loudly with tears in her eyes.
The dunes are getting closer, and the casualties are increasing. Blood infected the 100-meter yellow sand, and 17 unwilling women and children remained on this land forever.
Tia held the ignorant child in her left hand, and supported the eldest man in the village with her right hand, and leaped over the scorching sand dunes beneath her feet like a madman.
"It's here!!" She lay on her back on the yellow sand and wept bitterly.
All the women who crossed the dunes could no longer bear the mental and physical exhaustion, and sat in chaos in Chad, retching and wailing.
"Haha, why don't you run away? Keep running! ”
The people in the scarves on the off-road vehicles laughed uncontrollably, and their eyes were only greedy.
Tia was silently in tears, everything she could have done had already been done.
"Bang bang.."
The men in several cars walked down with foul language, and even put their hands on the belts of their trousers.
However, when the women numbly accepted Allah's arrangement,
"Boom!!"
The flames rose into the sky, and most of the thirty or so militants were instantly engulfed in flames.
The remaining dozen or so people gathered in horror and hurled insults, the desire in their eyes faded, and what was hidden under greed was cowardice.
"Look. There! With the last of her strength, Tia raised her arm and pointed to the sky.
Under the scorching sun of the desert, five soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Blue Star Kingdom flew rapidly with exoskeletons with expressionless faces. (To be continued.) )