Chapter 91: The Mogadishu Riots (3)

Ten minutes ago, when Zoe and Colvin were still on their way to the storage and transportation center. A small group of heavily armed United Nations peacekeepers arrived at the main entrance of the security zone, which was on the verge of losing control. However, they are not real officers and soldiers of the United Nations peacekeeping force, but are pretended by Rubik and others.

Rubik and others had their equipment flown in from Italy, their vehicles painted with the UN logo, and their uniforms indicating that they were from Italy, Somalia's former suzerainty. Rubik sat in an open jeep with a machine gun mounted on the roof of the jeep, while he sat leisurely in the passenger seat smoking a cigarette.

"Stop!" As soon as the convoy of Rubik and others arrived near the main entrance, they were stopped by the peacekeepers who were present. Because they are too ostentatious to look fully armed, this is not the style of the peacekeeping forces, you know, Somalia is not a war zone, the security situation here is still passable, and the only purpose of the peacekeepers here is to prevent the local warlords from grabbing food. But Rubik doesn't seem to know anything about keeping a low profile.

"Whoever sent you, you guys rushing over like this will only make things worse!" The commander of the main gate said angrily to the leader Rubik.

"Don't get excited, man! We've been sent from above to protect these grain trucks! Smoke a cigarette first, and rest assured, we're not here to make trouble! As he spoke, Rubik got up from the car, took a stick of Cuban goods from his pocket, and handed it to the other party.

The other party originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw that it was such a high-end cigarette, he didn't refuse. In a place like Somalia, where birds don't poop, it's not easy to find such good cigarettes. Although it is sold in the shops in the safe zone, the price is really gnashing!

"Where did you get such a good thing?" The commander smoked Rubic's cigar, which cost nearly twenty dollars a cigarette, and spoke in a much more friendly manner. He saw that Rubic and the others were relatively obedient. I wasn't so nervous. The two began to talk with each other.

"These cigarettes were brought in by the sailors on the dock to sell, and it was much cheaper to buy them from them! You know that this kind of cigarette can only be enjoyed in Cuba...... "Rubic saw that the other party liked it, so he took out a few more from his pocket and gave them to the other party, the other party is also an old smoking gun, and he is naturally very happy to see so many high-end cigars, he didn't notice that the people brought by Rubic have slowly stood at the forefront of the cordon.

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"Look ahead, there are a lot of soldiers, it seems that they don't want to give us food!" Some of the people in the crowd from Turkey pointed to the people who came to defend Rubik for fear of not messing around. Although these Turks do not look black, Arab traders are often seen in Mogadishu. These Turks speak fluent Arabic. So the Somalis do not doubt their identity, but rather trust them because of their Arab identity.

"Grab it! The people in the UN are soft eggs, they don't dare to shoot! More soldiers will come in a few moments...... "The Turks should continue to agitate among the crowd

This may have spoken to the hearts of Somalis. Somalis approaching the truck began to move on the grain on the truck. Their movements grew louder and louder, and some climbed into the car only to be dragged down by the peacekeepers around the truck, but the number of soldiers was so small that they were too busy to be busy. Some people flexibly climbed onto the roof of the car and began to throw bags of grain down, while the people below tore each other in order to compete for food, and the food was soon scattered all over the ground. This scene further irritated the Somalis who were watching. What is the price of grain in Somalia now, as long as there is a bag of grain, my wife and house will have everything.

"The situation is a little overwhelming!" The officer at the scene said to Rubik.

"Let's all come back, I think something is wrong, ask the headquarters if you can send some more people!" Rubik asked, feigning concern.

"You help me look at the dots first, I'll make a call and ask about the situation!" After the officer finished speaking, he went into the room to contact his superiors.

At this time, the Turkish spies hiding in the crowd began to retreat, they quietly squeezed out of the crowd, and some of them really couldn't get out, so they hid behind the obstacles, because they knew what was about to happen, and they didn't want to be unjustly killed.

"Everybody check the weapons!" Rupee said at the scene.

The soldiers present began to subconsciously check their guns, and they would open the safety and open the chamber of the gun at this time......

"Phew!"

"What's going on, who shot, don't know what's going on now?" The officer, who was on the phone when he heard the gunshot, rushed out and questioned.

"My gun went off!" The soldier brought by Rubik explained.

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"Our guys got shot, the UN guys shot, they shot at us!"

"They don't care about our lives at all, we fight with them!"

"Compatriots, rush in, the food is inside!"

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The ripple effect of the gunfire was enormous, as Somalis who had been coming for food were enraged by the gunfire and targeted United Nations peacekeepers. Immediately, bold Somalis began to storm the iron gates of the security zone.

"Everybody's guns down, don't shoot! Contact the Pakistan Mountain Regiment and ask for their support! The officer of the peacekeeping force was now in a cold sweat, and he and his men were horrified when they saw the Somalis who had lost their minds.

The Somalis have launched round after round of attacks on the iron gate, and the iron gate is about to crumble. Both the soldiers of the United Nations and Rubik felt the smell of danger.

"Sir, take your people and withdraw first!" Rubik said to the officers present.

"So what are you going to do?" The officer asked.

"There is a second line of defense in the security zone, you go to arm first, we are responsible for breaking the rear!" Rubik replied.

"Don't shoot again?" The officer instructed uneasily.

"Don't worry, I know the sir!" Rubik replied.

"All on board, let's retreat to the inner door to arm!" After the officer finished speaking, he panicked and retreated to the inner city with his men, Rubik saw their backs in the distance, and also let his own people get into the jeep, Rubik did not sit in the co-pilot seat this time, he stood in the back of the jeep, pointed the muzzle of the MD5 at the Somalis crowded at the iron gate, and pulled the trigger on these poor unarmed people.

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