Djerba, Brothers' Club. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Brothers' Club is one of the largest clubs on Djerba, with about 1,300 registered members, and it is a complex membership of North Africans, Europeans, and Asians, which can be described as a hodgepodge.

All clubs on Djerba exist in the form of regiments, and the official organization of each club is usually called "regiment", and the head of the club basically refers to himself as "colonel".

The leaders of the Brotherhood Club are two brothers, named Lewis Ibrahim and Chamberlain Ibrahim.

Doesn't the name mean a bit of a combination of North Africa and Europe?

Actually, no, these two brothers are standard Chinese, and it is true that they are brothers, but one is called Yang Deshan and the other is Yang Dehai.

The word "Yang" is disassembled as "wood, Yi", if it is turned over, it happens to be Yimu, so Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai changed their surnames to Ibrahim.

In fact, there is still a big difference between the facial features of Chinese and North Africans, but if they both have a big beard, it is not easy to accurately distinguish the difference between races. However, Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai both have a bit of ethnic minority ancestry, which makes them look less different from North Africans.

At least for more than two years living on Djerba, Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai, who speak fluent Arabic, have never aroused any suspicion.

No one doubted that Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai were Algerians, and even Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai themselves did not doubt it.

In Djerba in March, the weather is still a little cold in the morning.

Because of the oil refinery, the air on Djerba Island always seems to be filled with the smell of gasoline, as if the air can burn with just a match.

Yang Deshan came out of the house and took two deep breaths of the air mixed with the smell of gasoline, which was really refreshing.

That's right, it's relaxed, Yang Deshan likes the smell of gasoline, especially the smell of gasoline discharged after being filtered by the engine, Yang Deshan prefers it.

"Good morning, Colonel." An emaciated figure came over to say hello, this is Yang Deshan's servant Shalimu.

Djerba Island is located in the Bay of Gabbes, because of the political system of Tunis, the slave system is not uncommon in Djerba, Sharim is a child picked up by Yang Deshan from the street, can be regarded as Yang Deshan's adopted son, can also be regarded as Yang Deshan's servant, Yang Deshan has the power of life and death over Sharim, if Sharim angers Yang Deshan, even if Yang Deshan beats Sharim to death, no one will say a word for Sharim.

"Good morning to you, my brother, did you go out for a workout today?" Yang Deshan treats Shalimu very well.

Shalimu looks thin, in fact, he is nineteen years old, this child was born malnourished, and his physical foundation is very poor, Yang Deshan made a fitness plan for Shalimu in order to make Shalimu strong as soon as possible, and he will urge Shalimu to implement it seriously every day.

"No, Mr. Jackson asked me to wait for you early in the morning, saying that I was going to pick up the goods today, and Mr. Lieutenant Colonel closed the club just now, and now no one is allowed to enter or leave." Shalimu replied while helping Yang Deshan prepare the toiletries.

Jackson was the number three figure of the Brotherhood, a staunch Templar supporter with a strong physique, superb combat skills, and tenacious fighting spirit, and was the spiritual leader of the Brotherhood.

The "lieutenant colonel" is Yang Dehai, as the second person in the brothers' club, since Yang Deshan is a colonel, then Yang Dehai is a lieutenant colonel.

Oh, and by the way, Jackson's title is Major.

In the brother club, only Yang Deshan, Yang Dehai and Jackson are "school-level officials".

"Well, if Jackson comes back, then let me know right away." Yang Deshan's hand, which was trimming his beard, shook slightly, and instantly regained stability.

North Africans, their faces are full of beards, and they can't be seen if they can't be washed or not, and if they want to wash, it's not as convenient as taking a bath directly, so the content of washing in the morning is more about trimming the beard and a beautiful shape is the ultimate meaning.

"Yes, sir." Sharim responded quickly, and then ran quickly towards the gate.

As Yang Deshan's personal servant, Shalimu also has a small status in the brothers' club, and it is enough to tell others to watch the door, of course, this leg still has to run by itself.

Yang Deshan, who was trimming his beard, looked as calm as water, but in fact, his heart was already turbulent.

Yang Deshan knew that the recent situation was a bit bad, and he was ready to leave Djerba Island at any time and prepare to go out to fight guerrillas, but when this day really came, Yang Deshan was still a little confused.

Of course, it's more about the excitement, the excitement of challenging the unknown.

Just after breakfast, four trucks pulled into the brotherhood.

As soon as I entered the door, the car was not yet stable, and a middle-aged man wearing a gray hunting suit and fur boots jumped out of the cab of the front car. It is said that he is middle-aged, but this person's figure does not have the slightest bloated middle-aged man, his figure is abnormal, his expression is resolute, his eyes are sharp, and his face is angular.

This man was Major Jackson, the number three man in the Brothers Club.

"Good work, Major. What good things have you gotten together? A young man in a robe and a turban next to the car greeted him.

This young man also looks strong, although it is covered by a long shirt, but the muscular lines under the clothes are obvious, and at first glance he looks like a tough guy with strong explosive power.

This is the number two person of the Brothers Club, "Lieutenant Colonel" Yang Dehai.

Well, there is really nothing to describe the facial characteristics of Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai, if you have to describe it, then it is a series of stubble, well, full of stubble.

"It's a lot, you have everything you want, and you don't expect it." There was a graciousness in Jackson's eyes.

Among the three "school officials", Jackson is the oldest and has the best personal skills, but because the founders of the club are Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai, Jackson does not mean to usurp power, but loves "Lewis" and "Chamberlain" like his younger brother, which is really an anomaly.

"Hurry up, I can't wait." Yang Dehai was excited, and he wanted to climb up the body.

"Don't worry, let the colonel distribute these things." Jackson kindly reminded.

"Yes, that's right!" Yang Dehai immediately came to his senses.

In this car, all the weapons are pulled, real knives, real guns, real guys, who will distribute these weapons, this is a very symbolic ceremony, it is impossible to distribute it casually.

At this time, the members of the club had already gathered in the school field, and they were consciously lined up, waiting for Yang Deshan's lecture.

The Brotherhood Club was originally a semi-military organization, and its organizational structure was still very tight in peacetime, and most of the members of the club lived in the club, so it was forbidden by order, and the actions were still quite orderly, and if you carefully compared, it was much more well-groomed than the ordinary troops of Algeria and Tunisia.

This is also the origin of Qin Zhiyuan's confidence.

After a while, Yang Deshan came over with Shalimu.

This is Yang Deshan has changed his clothes, and the robes he usually wears have been replaced by neater hunting jackets and cargo pants, plus suede boots on his feet, if there is another equipment belt outside, this is almost the same as the equipment of the regular army.

There are still national characteristics, North Africans, Sharim holds a small blanket for prayer in his hand.

When he arrived at the school, Yang Deshan took the blanket from Shalimu's hand and spread it on the ground, first praying.

As a fetishist, prayer is of course a must.

But at the same time, as a "false believer", it is certain that there are private goods when conducting religious ceremonies.

At present, the main body of the brotherhood is still Algerians and Tunisians, and these people are actually "fetishist" believers, and since they are believers, then they must perform religious ceremonies.

However, unlike other believers' five prayers a day, the Brotherhood only prays once a day at sunrise, which greatly simplifies the number of prayers, saves time, and increases efficiency.

The most important thing is that praying only once a day, although the level of piety remains the same, has already broken the canon of "fetishism", which is a real revolution.

No matter how devout believers are, as long as there is one violation in the course of religious life, then it may develop into a violation everywhere in the future.

This kind of destructiveness is implicit and imperceptible, but the destructive power is even greater, and the destruction of the religious order is devastating.

As Yang began to pray, everyone present, from the original believers to the Europeans and Asians who joined later, began to pray.

Well, whether it's true or not, at least on the surface, the Brothers Club is a North African club in the truest sense of the word.

Since there was only one time a day, Yang Deshan no longer discounted it, and after half an hour, Yang Deshan completed the entire prayer ceremony.

After getting up, Yang Deshan looked at the refreshed club members in front of him and began the most meaningful speech in the history of the brother club: "...... We have had a glorious history, our prophets have guided us to be invincible, we have built empires across Asia, Africa and Europe, and we have been the overlords of this planet...... Why are we sinking now? Why is there no light before our eyes? Why is there no hope in our lives? It's all because of the damn diehards, they prevent us from accepting new things, they refuse to change ourselves to adapt to society, they prevent us from coming into contact with secular society, they dream of making us slaves to them forever...... We must fight, we will not compromise, and whoever stands in front of us, we will want them to be reduced to ashes......"

"Kill them!"

"Let them be reduced to ashes!"

Immediately there were countless voices pandering.

Reduced to ashes!

It's fanatical.

(To be continued.) )