After the bombing, it took the guerrillas a long time to settle down again, followed by a detailed inventory of the losses.

Soon, they counted the losses and reported them.

"More than forty brothers died?"

"Yes, Chief!"

One of the overseers immediately explained.

"When the bombs fell, many brothers ran away in a hurry, trampled on each other, and some fell to death on camels, and were kicked to death, which was quite chaotic!"

"I see!"

However, the chieftain, who was just over forty years old, nodded, this is also normal, in that kind of chaotic situation, it is already very good for his own people to be injured by mistake without firing!

"There's still a problem, though!"

The Overseer scratched his head, then said.

"Forty-seven of our brothers were killed and twenty-one wounded, and it stands to reason that there should be two hundred and thirty-four left, but we counted the number three times, and there were only two hundred and twenty!"

"And!"

The overseer paused, then added.

"We had four hundred and fifty camels, but we lost twenty-seven in the air raids, thirty escaped, and those who escaped returned, but in the end, there were fourteen missing!"

"Well, maybe the bomb blew up the corpse in the desert and couldn't find it!"

The chief didn't think about the deserters, not because he was confident, but because he didn't think that the people below would have the courage to escape, because doing so would make them traitors to the tribe, be expelled from the tribe, lose the opportunity to honor their ancestors, and lose the protection of their family.

But in reality, those people not only did it, but more than one!

The chief waved his hand and motioned for the overseers to continue their search for the neighborhood, as it was impossible for those people to disappear from the world.

And he was ready to transfer, and the chief knew that the air raid was dangerous, but the French air raid would definitely only focus on the large force bombing, so he had to camp a little farther away, which would greatly reduce the risk.

Then, the guerrillas, who had been busy all night, fell asleep, and if the Shadow Company dropped bombs again at this time, the gains would definitely be greater, but the helicopters and attack planes had already returned to rest, so they also escaped.

But what the chief didn't expect was that that that night, more than a dozen of his men ran away.

These guys were much more daring than they were to run in the chaos, they first connected in tandem, and when the prison army was asleep, they opened each other's eyes with a knife, and directly cut each other's necks neatly, so that the latter kicked his legs to meet Allah before he had time to call for help.

Then, these guys were even more bold to take away a batch of guns and ammunition, as well as supplies.

In the end, they did not forget to take a large number of camels.

The sentry who was supposed to be on guard was also wiped on his neck, and his body was buried in the sand pit.

It wasn't until they got up the next morning that someone found the sentry sticking out half of his foot in the sand, and they realized the terrible condition of the previous night.

This made the chief furious, where was his dignity, where was his majesty, what was the decree of the tribe?

Especially when his men were killed, is this killing of people, is it his legal reason as a chief, it is his foundation, if no one treats him as a chief, then this tribe is finished!

"What about their leader?"

"It's all here!"

"Bring it to me!"

The chief looked angrily at the leaders of several subordinate tribes who had been brought over by his men, these people were not a few years older than him, and they were also quite good companions in the past, they had killed wild wolves in the desert in the desert when they were young, robbed caravans in the desert together, and even went to the red light district of Benghazi to set off firecrackers.

There are even his sons and daughters, but now, look at these people, which one is not the pillar of the tribe, and they are like this? He allowed his men to escape, killed the prison guards he had sent, and even took his camel with him.

That's his camel! The Tuareg people have no land, do not engage in farming, only nomadic herding, breeding

Camels and cattle and horses, therefore, the chief is also the one who has the most camels in the tribe, sixty percent of the camels of the entire tribe belong to him, but now, these guys have robbed his camels and run away!

"How dare you?"

Several leaders were silent, this matter was indeed their fault, and they did not manage their subordinates well, so they were scolded, but a few words of scolding could not solve the chief's distressed hatred.

"Ten lashes each!"

To everyone's surprise, the chieftain's next punishment.

You must know that in the tribe, only people who have committed serious crimes will eat whips, and a few leaders are just not strictly guarded, and it is normal to reprimand a few words, and then make up for the loss of camels by the chief, and eat whips, which is a bit excessive!

And the most unacceptable thing for the leaders is that they have to eat the whip in public.

"Execute it now!"

Before a few people could object, the chief's henchmen who rushed up blocked the mouths of several of the leaders and dragged them to the open space outside, where a wooden frame had been erected.

Then, under the watchful eye of the Tuaregs outside, their leaders were brought here one by one.

Then, the first man was stripped of his clothes and tied to a shelf, and then a strong man of five big and three thick came to a position a few meters away from the former with a long whip that crackled.

"Smack!"

It was only the first blow that the long whip drew a clear blood mark visible to the naked eye on the opponent's back, then the second and third strokes.

By the time the fifth stroke was over, the head man was already trembling and sweating profusely, and he couldn't even speak.

The second person was even worse, fainting directly after five lashes, and his men had to carry him into the tent and wait for the witch doctor to deal with it.

In the same way, the reason why the chieftain whipped the head man also passed on to these ordinary Tuaregs.

"Why should we bear the burden of their mistakes?"

"That is, before the brothers who died in the war were compensated, their camels were taken away by the other party!"

The lack of suppression of the original discontent with the fall of the head man immediately spread, and the prison guards were still eager to take the camel from the head man, which led to discontent from all sides.

So, on the very second night, there was an even greater desertion, and more than 30 guerrilla soldiers took advantage of the darkness of the night to flee with the sentries, and they even took with them a mortar that there were not many in the first place, and several bazookas.

And the leader who was supposed to stop them fell asleep as if he hadn't heard anything.

The next morning, the chief's anger was even greater.

"Why are more people running away at night?"