More than 100 people who got off the plane, at first thought that the village had been deserted and abandoned, there was no one at all, there were green shrubs and grass nearby, indicating that at least there were wells dug by the villagers in the village, and if you were lucky, you could also encounter a smaller artesian well, and the feeling of staying in the village was much better than that of being on the plane, who knew that there were not only people in the village, but also desert natives with sharp eyes in their hands!

Such a strong contrast makes many people's nerves feel like they are going to explode, they feel that they are going to suffer, no one is stupid to run back, just stop and stand on the sand and salt crust without moving, the bullet is not long-eyed, and some of the timid have begun to pray in a low voice, praying that the gods and Buddhas will bless the best not to have an accident.

The plane made such a loud landing in the abandoned salt pan that these desert natives did not move, and waited for more than 100 people to leave the plane and approach the village before they appeared, as long as the people who were not particularly stupid understood that it was impossible to run back, the distance between the two sides was too close, and the farthest was only one or two hundred meters away, and it had already hit the muzzle of the people's guns.

"Take them all back to the village, let's go around the sand dunes and have a look, those two people are suspicious!"

A man with several machine gun chains hanging from his robe, a general-purpose machine gun in one hand, and a scarf with the other hand to remove the veil covering his face, is a bearded and scumbag face, short black hair, gray eyes, a man in his forties, a resolute expression, a man with a wave of his arm, and a low voice in Tuagray.

Before the words fell, dozens of men with scarves and robes and guns jumped out from all over the village, and quickly surrounded more than 100 people who got off the plane, and quickly shouted in French, Arabic, and Tuareg, asking everyone to cooperate, and anyone who wanted to run would be killed!

The men and women, who had just recovered from the shadow of the plane's forced landing, were almost crying, and a few female passengers and a flight attendant wept quietly, but they could only follow the crowd and were forced to walk into the village by the fierce desert natives at gunpoint.

Although there are a small number of retired soldiers from the armies of different countries, such as the Arab Ihassan, the black Andrei, these people did not dare to move, how is the unarmed opponent of the desert natives with weapons, or take one step at a time, they are all glad that they have not met those extreme ** armed forces, the desert natives can also talk about the conditions, and it is very difficult to get out of the desert alive when they meet extreme ** armed terrorists.

Only David, who had fainted and was covered in blood, knew nothing, and he was carried by Ihassan, Andre, and two flight attendants to the village in a thin velvet blanket on the plane.

The middle-aged man with a general-purpose machine gun ignored the more than 100 male and female passengers from different countries, and walked quickly to the sand dunes a few hundred meters away, followed by several aborigines holding weapons and scarves to cover their faces.

Next to the sand dunes, Sima Yuru watched the dramatic scene play out near the village, saw that Song Xiaoshuang was still collecting dead shrubs, and reminded softly: "Song Xiaoshuang, a few desert natives with weapons in their hands are here!" ”

"It's okay, they're tribal warriors of the Tuareg tribe, do you speak this language?"

Song Xiaoshuang didn't look back at the few tribal warriors who were walking quickly, still picking up dead branches of bushes in the nearby sand, wanting to cremate a corpse, just using dead branches of bushes to get the boss in a pile.

"There are Tuaregs in Mauritania, I speak Tuareg but not proficient, how can you be sure that they must be from the Tuareg tribe?"

Sima Yuru looked at Song Xiaoshuang sideways, and said with some confusion on her face.

Picking up shrubs and dead branches all over the dunes, a pair of casual shoes had already been filled with sand grains, and it felt very uncomfortable, but she couldn't let go of the woman's reserve for the time being, so Song Xiaoshuang took off her shoes and stepped on the sand with a pair of bare feet.

"Because the man with a few rings of bullet chains on his body is the tribal leader, my feeling is right, he reminds me of a person, well, Sima Yuru, the file information given to you by Major Zhao Pu does not seem to be detailed, and you don't know a lot of things!"

Song Xiaoshuang showed a strange look on his face, holding a bunch of shrubs and dead branches in his arms, and there were many wood thorns on some branches, just standing on the sand pile and watching Sima Yuru talk, the meaning that I already knew what you were doing was fully revealed.

"Who the hell are you?"

Sima Yuru didn't expect Song Xiaoshuang to mention this at this juncture, and the action of picking up the bushes in his hand was still the same, and his expression moved slightly and whispered.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, they came over and communicated!"

Song Xiaoshuang's voice became lower and said quickly. Throwing away the dead branches of the bushes in his embrace, he stood on the sand and watched the few tribal warriors hurrying towards him.

The middle-aged man with a bullet chain and a general-purpose machine gun on his body, after walking more than ten meters away from Song Xiaoshuang and Sima Yuru, he stopped, his eyes swept over the two coffee-colored suitcases that were still on the sand, and looked at the sand next to the suitcase, lying on the captain who was wearing a flight shirt and had braided it, and the middle-aged man's expression changed.

The man felt that the captain's death was ugly, it was clear that he died of acute failure caused by internal bleeding, his eyesight was very good, and he gestured to stop a few people around him to check how the captain died, and whispered to go to the vicinity to collect dead branches, and looked at Sima Yuru and quickly said in Tuareg language: "What's going on, why did you come here, how did the captain die?" ”

Then Sima Yuru talked to the middle-aged man in Tuareg language, and Song Xiaoshuang didn't understand what he said, Sima Yuru talked with the man for several minutes, and then turned his head and told Song Xiaoshuang that the man was indeed the leader of a tribe of the Tuareg tribe, his name was Zahid, and the men who covered their faces with scarves were all tribal warriors.

After saying a few words to Song Xiaoshuang, Sima Yuru continued to talk to Zahid, and gradually figured out the specific situation, Sima Yuru was originally an agent, and she wanted to get more detailed, specific and useful information.

Song Xiaoshuang's estimate is only partly right, the tribal fighters led by Zahid are part of a Tuareg ** armed force, opposing both the Malian government and the extremist rebel armed terrorist forces.

More than a year ago, all forces in Mali repeatedly exchanged fire, and the tribal elites of the Tuareg tribe with an independent statehood program came out and raised the banner of the first armed force, but it almost succeeded, and now southern Mali has been firmly established by the government army that has made a comeback, and the tribal armed forces without the support of external forces have fallen apart, some have defected to the government army, and some have mixed with the extremist rebel armed terrorists.

Many of the remaining tribal forces have returned to their original villages in the depths of the northern desert to form a land defense alliance, and once again become a tribal warrior with the responsibility of defending the territory.

The tribal fighters led by Zahid had only recently exchanged fire with terrorists armed by the extremist rebels and a reconnaissance team of the government army, and in the nearby desert, there were often complicated situations in which two or three sides of men and horses fired at each other.

Zahid clearly told Sima Yuru that the "escort" of more than 100 passengers who got off the plane into the village was actually to protect everyone, and the place where the plane made a forced landing was in a chaotic combat zone, and he didn't know how he died if he wanted to cross the nearby desert without weapons.

As for why several forces are staring at parts of the desert, Zahid's reason is simple.

There are not only high-quality salt pans nearby, but it is also said that there may be abundant oil under the desert, and there are uranium mines and diamond mines in the gentle mountains near the desert, which are all treasures belonging to the desert tribes and tribes, and cannot be taken away by the government without pulling out a dime, let alone by terrorists armed by extreme rebels.

Now the focus of the tribal ** armed forces has shifted to the extremist rebel forces, and they have cooperated with the government army to a limited extent, intending to first eradicate the extremist rebel forces entrenched in the nearby desert area.

More and more tribal warriors are clearly seeing that if the extremist armed terrorist forces occupy these areas, they will greatly expand their power by mining resources, which is an extremely serious consequence, and the Sahara Desert will never be peaceful!

After figuring out that he was in the war zone, Song Xiaoshuang signaled that he could ignite the dead branches and cremate the captain.

In the continuous conversation between Sima Yuru and Zahid, Song Xiaoshuang was not idle, digging out a sand pit in the sand with both hands that was nearly two meters wide and three meters long and one meter deep, first put a lot of dead branches into the sand pit, and put the body of the dead captain into the sand pit.

Sima Yuru did not reveal the cause of the captain's death to Zahid, which would only create panic in the village, after all, she only guessed that the captain died of the Ebola virus, and she could not do anything without verification.

Sima Yuru just said that the plane broke down, and the captain was unprepared, resulting in an accidental death.

Although Zahid didn't believe it, after seeing Song Xiaoshuang take the lighter he took out of the pocket of his robe, ignite the dead branch covering the corpse in the sand pit, and the flames rose, Zahid buried this question in his heart and did not say it.

Zahid was a little curious, Song Xiaoshuang was reciting strange incantations while lighting the fire at the four corners of the sand pit, and turned his head to look at Sima Yuru and said in Arabic with some confusion: "He is a sorcerer of a Chinese tribe?" ”

What kind of wizard, is to pretend to be a ghost to hide the real action to complete the task, Song Xiaoshuang also pretended to be too similar to how to understand the words, it seems that it is not Chinese pronunciation?

Sima Yuru was also puzzled in her heart, and she didn't understand what Song Xiaoshuang's real intentions were in doing this. Noticing that Zahid was still waiting for her answer, and seemed to value Song Xiaoshuang's recitation of strange spells, Sima Yuru nodded slightly, admitting Zahid's guess.

"Sure enough, he's a wizard! The mantra recited in his mouth is similar to that of a Berber tribal shaman, used to pray for the souls of the dead, and help me ask if I know Uncle Issam, well, the name of the tribal shaman! ”

Zahid looked excited and spoke Arabic, Sima Yuru next to him felt a little entangled, Song Xiaoshuang pretended to be a ghost and really got into a relationship, in the file bag given by Major Zhao Pu, it was mentioned many times that the tribal wizard around Song Xiaoshuang was Issam, a Berber!