Chapter 1604 Murder Night

Xiaozhuang, who was sitting next to him, thought for a while and said: "Oh, by the way, I remembered that most Somalis believe in Islam. This is the time for Islamic pilgrimage, so all Muslims will pray in their own country.

Their homes are worshiping their God.”

After Xiaozhuang explained the reason, Yang Hua couldn't help laughing and said: "I wonder if the God they worship will see their disaster!"

Xiaozhuang smiled and shook his head.

The car gradually drove towards the city center of Mogadishu following the situation.

To be honest, this so-called capital of Somalia looks really deserted.

There was nothing, almost all the street lights had been damaged, and the entire huge city had turned into a dead city.

The only place in the city center in front still looks brightly lit

There is no doubt that in that brightly lit place is the palace of Muhan.

There are nearly 10,000 Guards stationed there, as well as the awesome legion beside the general: the Corpse Corps.

Even though there is light there, for the Somalis, they still dare not take a step forward.

"Brother, if you go through this block, you should be close to the Muhan Palace." Xiaozhuang, who was sitting in the car, said to Yang Huadao while looking at the map.

Yang Hua nodded there, stepped on the accelerator, and the car started to drive quickly towards the front.

Just as they were about to pass through the block in front, there was a sudden sound of a car approaching from the front.

Listen to the sound and there is definitely more than one.

When he suddenly heard a car driving this way, Yang Hua's entire face suddenly became ugly.

"A car is coming."

After his voice came out, he turned the steering wheel violently. After a strong turn of the steering wheel, the entire car suddenly changed direction, and made a domineering U-turn and drove directly into the alley on the left.

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After the car entered the alley, he quickly turned off the car.

The whizzing car fell into silence, but what about Yang Hua and the others? They had already taken out their guns and stayed motionless in the car.

Sure enough, after Yang Hua and the others hid, two cars roared up in front.

Two military trucks.

The car's headlights shone in front.

After arriving at this block, the two military trucks suddenly stopped.

The moment they stopped, they saw Yang Hua and the others sitting in the car, fully prepared. They didn't know what the Somali soldiers in front of them were going to do? And had they discovered them?

At this moment, everyone is blinking and looking cautiously at this side.

Only after they looked more clearly did they realize that the Somali soldiers who got off the military truck had not noticed them.

And it can be judged from the clothes that these should be under the general: the Self-Defense Corps,

As the soldiers of the Self-Defense Corps jumped out of the military trucks one by one, they could still hear the roaring sounds from their mouths the moment they jumped off.

He was speaking in a language that Jiligulu couldn't understand.

And what was unexpected was that in the car, there were several Somali civilians whose hands were tied tightly with ropes behind their backs, and they were violently pulled out of the car.

The civilians were pulled off the truck, with a deep fear in their eyes, as if they had encountered a devil. They were unwilling to get out of the truck, and at the same time they seemed to be begging for mercy.

Several of the Somali soldiers raised their rifle butts and beat the civilians hard.

After the civilians were beaten, they were taken off the military trucks.

After the civilians, whose hands were tied behind their backs, were taken out of the vehicle, the Somali soldiers soon took them to the corner in front and made them kneel on the ground one by one.

There were 5-6 civilians in total. All of them had their hands tied behind their backs and their bodies were stained with blood. They were kneeling on the ground. No one dared to move or speak.

Just as they were kneeling, one of the Somali soldier leaders waved to his men.

All of his men raised the black muzzles of their guns and started shooting at the 5-6 Somali civilians who were kneeling there.

The sound of gunfire covered up the screams of the 5-6 civilians whose chests were penetrated by bullets.

The 5-6 Somalis who were alive just now turned into cold corpses in the blink of an eye.

dead.

After they were killed for no reason, the Somali soldiers who killed them were all smiling wildly, as if this kind of killing was the most casual thing.

Then they jumped on the military trucks in front of them one by one. After the two military trucks started, the vehicles began to drive into the distance.

After the two military trucks left, Yang Hua and Xiaozhuang in front of him quickly got out of the truck.

The scene they saw just now really shocked them.

They didn't know what was going on. After the two military trucks had gone away, Yang Hua and the others slowly walked over.

Looking at the blood-stained scene on the ground, Yang Hua froze there.

"Who are these people?" Yang Hua was seen squatting on the ground at the moment, looking at the pools of blood on the ground and saying.

As he spoke, he squatted down and looked at the few Somali civilians who had died tragically on the ground.

At this moment, Xiaozhuang also squatted down and shook his head.

Yang Hua looked carefully and suddenly saw that although the faces of the people who were shot before him were different, they had one thing in common.

I saw the same tattoo carved on the dark arms of these people.

If you look closely at these plague gods, they are in the posture of two spears crossed together. In a sense, the meaning of this pattern is guarding and protection.

The six dead Somalis in front of me all have such patterns on their arms.

When he saw this, Yang Hua not only boldly guessed in his heart: "I guess they may be part of an organization, and were arrested by the generals' people, and now they are shot."

After Yang Hua finished speaking, Xiaozhuang on the side also nodded silently.

"I just don't know who these people are. You can't tell by looking at the marks on their arms," ​​Xiaozhuang said.

Yang Hua thought for a moment and said, "Maybe only Somalis recognize this symbol."

"No matter what, let's do our own thing first."
Chapter completed!