The first update

Since 1991, the East African country of Somalia has been mired in political turmoil and warlord warfare, and the United Nations has tried to ensure the security of the East African country. In December last year, the United Nations decided to organize a peacekeeping operation called Operation Restore Hope. Somali warlords have expressed dissatisfaction with the UN's intervention, and the leader of the most powerful Somali United Congress, Farah ? Aideed saw the United Nations as a stumbling block to his seizure of national power.

Victor, who has caused chaos and war around the world, is reading this document on Somalia to learn more about the dynamics there. As a good arms dealer, he has been involved in political turmoil in various African countries. According to Victor, without the arms sales of the Soviet Union and China, the African people would have to fight with stones and machetes.

And now, Victor, who was sitting in the BMP infantry chariot, could only bend his body in pain, the tall figure of the Yugoslav in the narrow infantry chariot was the torture of hell, the stuffy and narrow internal space was mixed with the smell of human sweat, and he had to pinch his nose to relieve the desire to vomit.

This is Mogadishu, just outside the Somali capital, and although Aideed's militia has taken control of the city, fighting continues to spread around the capital, forcing Victor to enter the city under the help of paramilitary operatives from Russian military companies.

In the black soil of Africa, the most common and special armed men are not only those child soldiers who are less than ten years old, but also those who are strong and able-bodied. Russian military companies that are profiteering in these gray areas are spreading like cancer cells on African soil, and they appear in the civil war of any country.

Of course, the professionalism of the Soviet army was not comparable to that of the African militias, who only knew how to pull the trigger, and they were able to defeat militias several times larger than themselves with the support of air and ground fire. So much so that those Africans shouted demons at the sight of Slavic soldiers in sea soul shirts and speaking Russian. And then hide far away.

As a result, the business contracting of Russian military companies is becoming more and more extensive. They have been present in the internal armed conflicts of various countries. From Mozambique to Nigeria, from Ethiopia to Namibia, the Soviet Union's power was like a frenzied vine, and it began to control the situation on the ground. At that time, the Soviet Union spent a lot of money, material resources and manpower, but it did not achieve the effect of controlling Africa, but it is slowly being controlled by arms sales and drug trade.

Except for the occasional startling explosion, at least the armored vehicles are safe now. In Somalia, no unsightly warlord would provoke members of the bear's claw-marked military organization, and several militias are rumored to have succeeded in sneak attacks. Killed a Russian military operative. The next day their entire village was turned into a sea of burning fire, and the dead were dumped in paddy fields, and no one dared to collect their bodies.

The national awakening and independence movements of African countries drove out the Western colonizers who ruled their countries, but they did not expect that the civil war would attract even more murderous Soviets. They are not like those gentlemen who are gentle on the surface but insidious on the inside, but they use brutal means to tell those black Africans that this is the end of opposing us.

As armoured vehicles drove into the city, Somalia's once-thriving metropolis was reduced to dilapidated ruins, and it was hard to imagine that Somalia was once Africa's most luxurious resort when it was a British colony.

There were armed pickups around the armored vehicles to protect the big men inside, after entering these bumpy roads. Even if he has completely entered the sphere of influence of the warlord Aideed, at least now Victor doesn't have to worry about being blown up.

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Twisted the tie at the cuff to try to make herself feel comfortable. Sitting across from him was Colonel Kozye, with a Kalashnikov rifle squared on his knees, his fingers resting on the safety of the gun, and his other hand resting on the bow in a vigilant motion.

"I heard that Colonel Kozye had a beautiful solution to the opposition for the Mozambican government army a year ago. So now the head of operations in the East African region? Victor set his briefcase aside and began to talk to him. Anyway, there was still some time to go on the long road, and Victor didn't like to be watched over like a prisoner by a silent man.

"Yes, Comrade Victor." Colonel Kozye pushed his sunglasses and used the word comrade very stiffly. He pointed to Victor's briefcase and said, "I heard that you loaded enough contracts in it to arm a small African country?" No wonder they will turn you into a ghost wandering the land of Africa. With every transaction you make, you kill more people than we do. ”

Victor smiled and shook his head, and he said to Colonel Kozye, "I'm just a dealer in weapons, and I don't have the right to ask what the people who buy my goods want to do, it's the privacy of my customers." Besides, the car seller will tell you that the car is in danger? Will the cigarette seller tell you that smoking will die? Every year, their products kill more people than mine, and at least my products have safety bolts. ”

"Nine out of ten war victims today died from offensive rifles and small arms, as your commodity. The nuclear bombs of our country are all in the canister, and the Kalashnikov rifle you sell is a weapon of mass destruction. Colonel Kozye deliberately patted the rifle in his hand and gave Victor a thumbs up, "But I have to say that they are really very simple and reliable, and I never thought that fighting a war would be such an easy thing." ”

"That's because those blacks are rubbish." Victor leaned back against the seat of the armored car and said disdainfully, "They just use them as burning sticks." Who is the largest arms dealer in the world? It's the president of the United States, and the leader of the permanent members, who sells more guns in one day than I sell in a year. And the leaders of these great powers all have a deep-seated view of weapons. ”

Originally, Viktor wanted to say that he was the general secretary of the Soviet Union, but he thought that he was engaged in a job of being cautious in his words and deeds. What's more, Victor himself doesn't know if there are KGB agents behind him to supervise his figure.

"What's the point of view?" Colonel Kozye approached and asked him curiously.

"Trading guns for a government is far more reliable than using votes. Moreover, without the support of the arms dealers, the people of this land would not have been able to fight a decent war. I offer everything that ambitious politicians and warlords who want to control the people. ”

Victor explained the secret of why those governments like to sell weapons to the Third World, and although the United Nations has always emphasized that it opposes the arms trade in war zones, it is the world powers that do not comply with the regulations.

Victor took out a bullet from his arms, which was a 7.62mm rifle cartridge he was carrying, he picked up the bullet and shook it in front of Colonel Kozye, and said calmly, "We can use a bullet to turn the situation in the direction that the country wants, and we can also use military means to overthrow the enemy we do not want to support." The reasons why you are fighting here are the same as the reasons why I am here. ”

"We are here to bring the situation under control in Africa, to cultivate and develop Soviet power here. It's a way to kill two birds with one stone. Colonel Kozye replied.

"I also want to control the situation in Africa and at the same time make huge profits here. Colonel Kozye, we all represent the darkest interests of the state, in other words, we are all people living in hell. ”

The armored car was parked in front of the Olympic Hotel, and Somalia's largest warlord, Aideed, was waiting for Victor upstairs, the door of the armored car was opened, and the blazing East African sunlight poured into the otherwise dimly lit BMP infantry space room.

"We'll see you later, Colonel Kozye." Victor put on his sunglasses and picked up his briefcase, which symbolized himself, and got out of the BMP infantry chariot. He didn't show the slightest timidity in front of a group of heavily armed blackmen, but showed obvious fear when they saw the group of Russians around him.

"Young people, you can't live on the battlefield if you are afraid of death, my goods are for those who are not afraid of death." Victor smiled contemptuously as he walked intently past the African militia toward Aideed's office. (To be continued.) )