Chapter 3952: Pilates guerrilla

"So you also think this task is troublesome?" Lin Rui turned his head and looked at Tula.
Tula nodded and said, "African countries are mostly multi-ethnic countries. These tribes compete for sphere of influence, conflicts continue, and each conflict will lead to other races. The relationship becomes very complicated.
The African racial identity is strong, and the rights of chiefs of various ethnic groups are even more effective than government orders.
This is why African countries are facing ethnic conflicts, and it is difficult for governments to intervene in depth and can only mediate. This kind of thing is very difficult to deal with, but let us share it this time. "
"There's no way." Lin Rui patted Tula on the shoulder. "Tell me, do you have any new clues about the Dogon attack?"
Tula nodded, "I have some clues here, mainly provided by several Fulani informants."
"A Fulani?" Lin Rui frowned.
"They don't have any sense of secrecy. Instead, they like to brag about these things and use these things as bragging rights. It's actually not difficult to inquire about this." Tula took out a document from under the driver's seat and threw it to Lin sharp.
"What's on this?" Lin Rui asked.
"Some of the information we have collected points to a Fulani militia group, which claims to be the Mopti guerrilla." Tula explained.
"What kind of militia group is this?" Lin Rui asked.
"Before the name is unknown, it is said that it was originally a militia group composed of some Fulani people. Recently, I don’t know what happened, it has absorbed several militia groups nearby and changed its name to the Mopti guerrillas.
Mopti is a region in central Mali. It should be the scope of their activities. Judging from the attack yesterday, it should be a retaliatory attack launched by the Dogon tribe against them.
My informant is collecting relevant information. When I take you back, you should be able to see the relevant results. "Tula replied.
"I've got news so soon? This thing is going well." Lin Rui nodded.
"It's not easy. I told you a long time ago that this place has a strong sense of racial identity. They are wary of outsiders. So it is very difficult to get information from them.
If it weren't for the informants who sold intelligence, we would probably be at a loss until now. "Tura gave a wry smile.
The truck went all the way, engulfed in billowing smoke and dust, and brought Lin Rui and others to the temporary foothold Tula prepared for them near Bangkas City.
This is a residential house on the outskirts of the city. There is a courtyard outside and the people inside are all of Vitalk's men. One of them came to Tula's side and whispered a few words to him.
Tula nodded, turned around and made a gesture to Lin Rui, "The informant is here, right inside. Come in with me."
When they came to the room inside, a few big men looked at a Fulani. Lin Rui walked in and took a look. This Fulani looks like a black man, but if you look closely, you can see that he has a slightly lighter skin color than ordinary blacks.
When the Fulani saw Tula, he immediately walked up and whispered, "Sir, I have got the news."
Tu stretched out his hand and took out a few banknotes and handed it to him. The Fulani hurriedly collected the banknotes and nodded, "I have already figured out that it was the Mopti guerrillas that attacked the Dogong village. The leader himself led the team."
"Who is the leader of the guerrillas? How do you find him? How many of them are there? Where did you get the American equipment?" Lin Rui asked.
"The name of the leader of the Mopti guerrillas is not clear, but it is said that he had been in Libya and only came back last year. It took only one year to unify the surrounding militia and complete the construction. Mopti guerrillas," the Fulani replied.
"Do you think I'm so foolish? You don't even know the name, so how do they call this person?" Tula said with a sullen face, "You take the money, just do it for me?"
The Fulani tribe quickly waved his hand, "This is really not my attempt to deceive Mr., his men and others call him an Emir."
Emir is a nobleman, chief or local governor, especially chief or local governor in Arabia and Africa-a commonly used title. So this title should only be a respectful title, not a real name.
Lin Rui nodded, "Then where is this Emil?"
"They have a camp in Buriti Village, which is said to have been newly built, and they have recently recruited soldiers and horses. It is said that they have been paid very well." The Fulani quickly replied.
"They have many people now?" Lin Rui asked.
"It is estimated that there are more than 200 people." Fulani replied. "They were recruited from various Fulani tribes. And as long as they joined their guerrillas, they would have money to get them."
Tula sneered, "It seems that the shot is quite generous. It takes money and weapons to recruit soldiers and buy horses. Know where their money and weapons come from?"
"It doesn't seem to be clear. It is said that which foreigner gave them to them." The Fulani people replied. It may not be willing to say."
"Let’s inquire again. Look at what they have been doing recently. Yesterday the Dogon attacked the Fulani village. This emir should respond.
Go and check for me if they are going to retaliate? "Tula thought for a while.
"Hold on." Lin Rui stretched out his hand to stop him, and said the Fulani in the team who turned his head, "I have an idea. Do you know that Mopti guerrilla person?"
"I know a few. Most of my information is from them." The Fulani nodded.
"Tell me the name of one of them, and I will find that person myself." Lin Rui whispered.
"It's not quite right, I mean, if you look for him like this now, it is likely to attract their attention." The Fulani people are obviously a little nervous.
"You are not afraid that I will attract their attention, you are afraid of revealing your identity. Don't worry, I know how to deal with it. Your absolute safety will also be guaranteed." Lin Rui replied.
"There is a way. I know the head of a Fulani village. He is the head of the village next to the Mopti guerrilla camp.
Maybe through him, you can get in touch with the Mopti guerrillas. But you can't show any hostility.
The people in the village regarded the guerrillas as heroes. If they know you are looking for trouble, they will definitely not tell you a word. "The Fulani answered.