1993 year.

Unconsciously, it has been almost a year since the remaining reinforcements came to Mogadishu, and now Mogadishu is basically the base camp of the remaining reinforcements, and he runs it like an iron bucket.

However, although Mogadishu seems to be very stable now, the dark tide is turbulent, and the Americans have not given up tracking down Farah, and have bought more and more informants, ready to kill Fahah and kill this black man who dares to provoke him.

Farah is in the camp of the remaining reinforcements at this time, is slowly drinking tea, more than a year of cooperation, so that Farah and the remaining reinforcements can be called friends, Farah has at least 500 elite subordinates are trained by the remaining reinforcements, and a large number of weapons and equipment are purchased from the remaining reinforcements, it can be said that now Farah is the financial owner of the remaining reinforcements, and the remaining reinforcements are one of Farah's main allies.

"Commander Yu, the Americans are becoming more and more arrogant now, and yesterday a few more tanks drove into the city to capture my men, what do you think we should do?" Farah also learned to drink Chinese tea, and after drinking a cup, he looked at Yu Yuanjun with a smile on his face, only here, he didn't have to worry about being captured by the Americans.

Yu Yuanjun put down the teacup and had a little understanding of what the Americans are doing now, if Farah killed the Pakistani officer before he didn't give the Americans face and slapped the Americans, the current Farah really touched the Americans' cheese.

Farah needs to train soldiers and buy weapons, these weapons and equipment, the remaining reinforcements cannot be provided to Farah for free, so they can only be purchased with dollars and gold, and the diamond reinforcements can't look down on it, that thing is fried, and a diamond without a certificate is a diamond, which can only cut glass.

For the sake of money, Farah began to collect taxes aggressively, after all, he called himself the president, so it was normal to collect taxes, but the blacks were so poor, there was no oil and water at all, and they squeezed that group of people clean, at most two taels of oil, so the target turned to those foreigners who had factories in Somalia.

Those who are protected by the war mercenary group have raised some taxes, and those who are not protected are even more desperately squeezed, and if they are not satisfied, they will be robbed immediately, so they can gather such a large amount of finances in such a short period of time.

At the same time, Farah is also fighting other warlords, destroying most of the small forces in Somalia, and reunifying Somalia as soon as possible, so that he can compete with the Americans, because Farah also smells danger, at least, he does not dare to go out easily.

After thinking for a while, Yu Yuanjun smiled: "Mr. Farah, the Americans are just performing official duties, after all, they are peacekeeping troops to maintain the stability of Somalia, I think, you can let your subordinates hide a little deeper!" ”

Farah shook his head: "No, there are so many people under me, I can't restrain my subordinates, and we need contradictions, transfer the spearhead to the Americans, so that I can maintain my rule, otherwise maybe one day I will be overthrown!" ”

There is nothing wrong with this, Farah is very smart, he knows what he wants, he now rules Somalia, implements high-pressure rule, this high-pressure rule needs a target, and now the best target is the Americans, everything is the fault of the Americans, we are poor because of the Americans, we are backward is also their reason, as long as someone takes the blame, the black people will hate the Americans, not Farah.

"Do you have to clash head-on with the Americans?" Yu Yuanjun really didn't want to clash with the Americans, and he had already begun to think about whether he should sell Farah, but only if the Americans offered a sufficient price.

Farah shook his head: "No way, I need a goal so that I can gain the support of all the Somalis!" ”

"Isn't Ethiopia going to work?"

"No, now everyone will support me only if they drive all the peacekeepers out of Somalia!"

Yu Yuanjun nodded and looked at Farah: "What can I get?" ”

Farah touched his chin: "As long as I can become the real president of Somalia, you can have your own army, an airport, and conscription from me at the same time!" ”

This is a very tempting condition, any mercenary group wants to develop and grow, there is national support behind it, but for example, behind Blackwater was the US government, and Canada behind the armored armament, because this can ensure that the weapons and soldiers are still available.

Although Somalia is very backward and poor, there is enough cannon fodder, and the remaining reinforcements now have 800 men, which is also the limit, no matter how many people there are, the task is not enough, they can't feed this group of people, and these people, for every person who dies, there is a lot of compensation, after all, the lives of whites are worth more than blacks.

With Somalia behind them, there is a steady stream of cheap soldiers, who may not be of much use in the Middle East, but are a good money-making tool in Africa.

"What are you going to do!"

After thinking for a while, Farah took a puff on his cigar: "I want to drive the peacekeepers out of Somalia!" ”

"How to rush? By force? I don't think you and I together have the strength to drive out the Americans, the Europeans, and the Pakistanis, you know, the combined number of peacekeepers is more than 40,000! ”

Among the peacekeeping forces in Somalia, Pakistan has a mountain division, the United States has an infantry division, and Europe has a division, and the rest of the scattered troops add up, including 40,000 logistics troops, which is only a little more.

Now there are more than 100,000 people under Farah, but these 100,000 people can't even get together weapons, and there is only one battalion of tanks, all of which are backward goods sold to them by the remaining reinforcements, and it is basically impossible to drive out the peacekeepers by relying on these weapons and equipment.

Moreover, after the outbreak of the conflict, Americans and Europeans can quickly support the Somali peacekeeping forces, and Farah will die sooner.

Farah smiled: "Of course it's impossible to get out by force, I'm not so stupid, I know the combat effectiveness of the Americans, but I can use other methods, such as demonstrations?" Protesting against the armed intervention of the Americans in Somalia, don't Europeans and Americans like to talk about human rights? We can talk to them about human rights! ”

"Tell me about it!" When Yu Yuanjun heard this sentence at first, he felt that Farah was crazy, and Africans were holding demonstrations? Has this ever happened in Africa? But if you think about it carefully, this seems to be a good way not to drive away the Americans, but also to make the Americans look bad.