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"So you also think this task is very 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 spheres of influence, and there are constant conflicts, and each conflict will lead to other races. The relationship becomes very complicated.

And Africans have a strong sense of ethnic identity, and the rights of the chiefs of all ethnic groups are even more effective than government decrees.

This is why African countries are faced with ethnic conflicts, and it is difficult for governments to intervene deeply and only mediate. This kind of thing is very difficult to deal with, but this time we let us spread it. "

"There's nothing I can do." Lin Rui patted Tula on the shoulder, "Tell me, do you have any new clues about the attack on the Dogon tribe?"

Tula nodded, "I have some clues here, mainly provided by a few Fulani informants."

"Fulani people?" Lin Rui frowned.

"They don't have any sense of secrecy. Instead, they like to brag about these things and use them as bragging rights. It's not difficult to find out about these things." 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 intelligence we collected points to a Fulani militia group that calls itself the Mopti guerrillas," Tula explained.

"What kind of militia group is this?" Lin Rui asked.

"It was unknown before, it is said that it was a militia group composed of some Fulani people. Recently, I don't know what happened, and it has absorbed several nearby militia organizations and renamed it the Mopti guerrillas.

Mopti is a region in central Mali. It should be their range of activities. Judging from yesterday's attack, it should be a retaliatory attack by the Dogons against them.

My informant is gathering relevant intelligence. When I take you back, you should be able to see the relevant results. ' Tula replied.

"There is news so soon? This is a good job." Lin Rui nodded.

"It's not easy, I told you a long time ago, this place has a strong sense of racial identity. They are wary of outsiders. So it's very difficult to get intelligence from them.

If it weren't for the informants who sold information, we would be at a loss by now. "Tula smiled bitterly.

The truck moved forward, rolling in billowing smoke and dust, and took Lin Rui and others to the temporary base that Tula prepared for them near Bangkas City.

This is a suburban dwelling with a yard outside, and the people inside are Vitak's subordinates. 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, it's inside. Come in with me."

When I came to the room inside, a few big men looked at a Fulani man. Lin Rui walked in and took a look. This Fulani man looked like a black man, but if you look closely, you can see that his skin tone is slightly lighter than the average black man.

The Fulani man saw Tula and immediately stepped up and said in a low voice, "Sir, I've got the news."

Tupu pulled out a few banknotes and handed them to him. The Fulani hurriedly put away the banknotes, nodded and said, "I've figured it out. The Mopti guerrillas who attacked the Dogongong village were led by their leader himself."

"Who is the leader of the guerrillas? How to find him? How many are there? Where did you get the American equipment from?" Lin Rui asked.

"The name of the leader of the Mopti guerrillas is unclear, but it is said that he had been in Libya and only returned last year. It took only one year to unify all the surrounding militia forces and built them all. Mopti guerrillas," replied the Fulani.

"Do you think I'm so fooled? If you don't even know the name, what do they call this person?" Tula said with a sullen face, "You just did this for me after you received the money?"

The Fulani man waved his hand quickly, "This is really not my attempt to deceive Mr. His subordinates and others call him Emir."

Emir is a nobility, chief or magistrate, especially one in Arabia and Africa -- a title commonly used. So this title should just be an honorific title, not a real name.

Lin Rui nodded, "So where is this Emil?"

"They have a camp in Britti Village, which is said to be newly built, and they are recruiting troops recently. It is said that they are paid very well." The Fulani man replied quickly.

"They have a lot of people now?" Lin Rui asked.

"It is estimated that there are more than 200 people." The Fulani replied. "They are all recruited from various Fulani tribes. And as long as you join their guerrillas, you will get money."

Tula sneered, "It seems that the shot is quite generous. Recruiting troops and horses requires money and weapons. Do you know where their money and weapons come from?"

"It doesn't seem to be very clear. It is said that some foreigner gave it to them." The Fulani replied, "I don't want to inquire about this kind of thing. It is easy to cause suspicion. Nor would he say so.”

"Go and ask again. Let's see what they have done recently. The Dogon attacked the Fulani village yesterday. This Emir should react.

You go and check for me if they're ready to retaliate? "Tula thought about it.

"Wait." Lin Rui stretched out his hand to stop him, and turned to the Fulani man of the team, "I have an idea~www.readwn.com~ Do you know the Mopti guerrilla?"

"I know a few people. Most of my information is from them." The Fulani people nodded.

"Tell me the name of one of them, and I will find that person myself." Lin Rui whispered.

"Isn't that inappropriate, I mean that if you look for him so rashly now, it is very likely to attract their attention." The Fulani people were 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. I will also ensure your absolute safety." 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.

Perhaps through him you can reach the Mopti partisans. But you must not show any hostility.

The people in the village regarded the guerrillas as heroes. If they knew you were looking for trouble, they wouldn't tell you a word. ' the Fulani replied.