If you want to live longer, stay away from diamonds.
This is a proverb that is widely circulated in Africa. It was summed up by Africans after witnessing countless tragedies. Diamonds have never brought wealth to Africa, but killings.
Owen looked at the rather large pink diamond again, and then put it into his pocket. He didn't know much about diamonds, but he also knew that such a large pink diamond would probably be worth a lot of money.
The rhinoceros had not yet completely lifted it up, and was staring helplessly at the sky with its small eyes. When Owen walked up to it, it was about to die.
Although he had attacked Owen, he could still be regarded as a comrade who had fought together. Without it, Owen would not have been able to kill these five mercenaries so easily.
After pulling the trigger of hk416, Owen decided to give it a ride and end its suffering early.
Da da da~~
A few shots ended the rhino's pain, and Owen collected the weapons and equipment one by one. This time it was a shotgun exchange, and he finally replaced it with the American equipment he was used to, and it was also the hk416 with complete tactical accessories.
After checking the condition of the gun, replacing it with a full magazine, and replenishing the magazine pouch on his chest, Owen walked to the only intact vehicle.
After checking the condition of the car, Irving quickly found the GPS positioning device in the car, removed the GPS and threw it away. Irving started the car and drove away.
These mercenaries must have accomplices, and driving their cars is not a good choice, but Owen can't help it. This is the only car at the scene, and the rest are either broken or blown up.
The chaos in Africa far exceeded his imagination. Not only were there feuds between tribes, but PMCs and armed groups from various countries also had interests here. In addition, there were diamond trade, human trafficking, and wildlife poaching. The level of chaos was outrageous.
Owen is now really starting to worry about the female doctoral student named Rachel. Although the general forces will not specifically target the medical team, there is no guarantee that someone will not go crazy. Rachel's situation is not ideal.
Owen drove the car all the way, and this time he did not take a fixed route, but chose to gallop on the grassland. At least this way the chance of encountering those mercenary accomplices would be infinitely reduced.
Soon he came to Byomba, which is the capital of the Northern Province. Although the streets were still dirty and messy, it already looked like a city, with a large population and many shops on both sides of the road.
Irving lowered his speed, but in fact he couldn't drive fast. The roads here did not separate people and vehicles, and motor vehicles were mixed in the flow of people, so he couldn't go fast even if he wanted to.
It can be seen from the traces on the roadside that Biwemba has not been peaceful these two days. Many shops on the roadside have signs of burning, and some have bullet holes in their glass.
On some roads, you can still see dried black and red blood stains.
You don’t need to guess that the shops that were attacked must be owned by Tutsis. Government soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms can be seen on the streets from time to time, but you must not think that you can ask them for help when you are in danger.
The government troops are basically Hutu. This time the Hutu massacre against the Tutsi was supported by the Rwandan government, army, officials and a large number of local media. According to Owen, in the previous massacres, these governments
Army soldiers were the main force. In addition, there was another militia organization. At the same time, a large number of Hutu civilians also participated in the massacre.
Allen Angel Hospital is easy to find. After a little inquiry, I found out that it is a two-story building not far from the city center of Biwemba.
Owen parked the car at the door and entered the hospital fully armed. Although he was fully clothed, he did not attract anyone's attention. In Rwanda today, carrying weapons is nothing. Except for women and children, almost everyone on the street carries a gun.
Owen walked into the hospital. The hospital was very busy. Doctors and nurses were busy treating the wounds of the patients. Many of them had been injured in the past two days.
Owen grabbed a passing nurse, pointed at the photo in his hand and asked in French: "Have you seen her?"
Owen took a photo of the female doctoral student named Rachel.
The other party was very anxious, but when she saw Owen's gun, she still managed to endure it. She recalled it, turned around and asked, "Is he from the medical team?"
"Yes, that's right, she is a member of the Swiss medical team to aid Africa..."
Owen looked at the other party with hope, but the other party shook his head: "They have left..."
"Gone? Where did you go? When did you leave..."
The man still shook his head apologetically: "I don't know, they have been gone for several days..."
A few minutes later, Irving walked out of the hospital filled with disappointment. After repeated confirmations, the medical team had indeed left, but no one knew where they had gone.
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In a manor on the outskirts of Rwanda, Yuri Orlov had just gotten out of the car when a sudden sound of brakes suddenly sounded around him, and then the sound of a firefight began.
"Enemy attack, protect the boss..."
The guard leader shouted while leading his men to fire back, and the guards near Yuri surrounded him.
Ta da da...ta da da...
The guards used their bodies to block Yuri. Just as one of the guards was about to press Yuri's head and push him back into the car, the wheels of the car were violently blown out.
Seeing that the transportation vehicle was destroyed, the guard leader immediately issued a new order, and the group of people protected Yuri and evacuated towards the house.
Da da da……
The opponent's firepower was fierce, and one of Yuri's guards was shot in the head and fell to the ground.
Seeing that Yuri was about to run into the house, those who attacked him increased their output, and there was a vacuum between the car and the house. Yuri was forced to retreat, was roughly pushed down by the bodyguard, and hid behind the wheel.
Bang bang...
One of the guards who came forward to attack tilted his body and died in front of him. Immediately, his guard leader was also shot in the shoulder. He fell back to the ground, switched the weapon to his other hand and gasped for air.
"Boss, we can't stand it any longer. The opponent is very strong. If you have other means, use them quickly..."
The leader of the guard shouted and attacked again, but was immediately targeted by several guns from the opposite side. Yuri also saw that the attackers were indeed very strong. In a short period of time, half of his men were either dead or injured.
These bodyguards of his are not rookies, they are all veterans whom he has spent a lot of money to recruit. However, they were beaten to death by the other side almost immediately after they met. Although there was a bonus of the other side being intentional and unintentional, it also showed the strength of the opponent.
The situation was urgent, but Yuri was extremely calm. His brain was thinking rapidly. He was an arms dealer, and he had been ambushed not once or twice. He seemed to be unable to withstand it, and Yuri had to arrange a backup plan.
Yuri's brain was spinning rapidly. He didn't think about who attacked him. He thought about who could help him at this time.
He is an arms dealer, and he knows that nothing can be relied on in this situation, only money.
Soon, Yuri thought of two people, took out his phone and dialed.