Chapter 1015

Chapter 1015 1014. Reporting the Funeral (35)

In Central Africa, death is a major event, and funerals are also important events. When someone dies, the first thing to do is to report the funeral to the relatives of the deceased and fellow tribe members.

The war between Lei Moning and Gude has nothing to do with Li Du in essence, the two sides will definitely fight, and if Gude fights Lei Moning, it may annihilate Lei Moning's entire family.

But, speaking directly, this war was caused by him, it was Lei Moning who initiated it in order to rescue him, and he also played an important role in it.

Therefore, he was the main character in this funeral. Lei Moning was not a god of war or a master tactician, but he was a smart man, and he relied on Li Du from this point on.

Li Du stayed to attend the funeral, and he had to participate in the whole process, so he had to join the funeral procession.

Each tribe in Africa has its own way of reporting mourning. Some beat the mourning drum, some blow the horns, some cry and howl, some shout, and some use a specific mourning item.

The reason why Li Du knows all this is because he has seen it all...

Lei Moning is the leader of the Golden Silk Grass Tribe. The armed forces under his command call themselves the Free Army, which belongs to the tribal armed forces. However, the soldiers are not all from the Golden Silk Grass, but from various surrounding areas and tribes.

A total of forty-five soldiers died in battle, including blacks from many countries and tribes.

These people have no sense of identity with the country. They are low-level blacks, uneducated, and only recognize tribes. There has been no bloody conflict between tribes, so they can join together as soldiers and fight.

Among them, some of the soldiers who died in the battle were Cecilians. They belonged to the same country as Gude, but they fought Gude most vigorously.

Gude is so cruel. He has ruled the region for many years and killed a large number of tribal civilians. People in various tribes fear him and hate him.

Knowing that he was going to Cecil's tribe to report the funeral, Li Du flatly refused, saying: "I don't want to go to that country again, what if Cecil's government is being killed in Chagud?"

Lei Moning said nonchalantly: "Who will investigate? Don't worry, if the Cecil government knows that we killed Goodswin, they will even give us a peace prize!"

Governments of various African countries have a deep aversion to armed forces beyond their control, and the Cecil government really hates the existence of Goode.

This battle involved two countries, but when Li Du went online, neither country reported it. It seemed that the war never happened.

There are few residents in the border areas of Africa. Even if there are residents, they are tribes. They don't know how to surf the Internet and don't understand words. They see this war in their eyes, but no one will go online to discuss it, let alone take photos for a special report. eyeballs.

Lei Moning told Li Du that there are countless battles on the borders of African countries every year, but unless the battles are related to cities, no media will pay attention to such things.

The government doesn't pay attention either. For them, the armed forces they can't control, it's best for dogs to kill dogs and kill each other.

With Lei Moning's promise, Li Du was willing to return to Cecil.

He was accompanied by several tribal youths who had taken off their military uniforms. They were driving a pickup truck with two big drums on them. They beat the drums with their hands while driving.

The tribe of dead soldiers was not far across the border, and pickup trucks drove between some tents, and someone appeared at the sound of the drums, watching their vehicles.

At this time, the soldiers would get out of the car, tell these people about the death of the soldier, and at the same time find their family members, and hand over the food, daily necessities and food coupons paid by Lei Moning to the family members.

Seeing the family members of the deceased soldiers happily take away food, daily necessities and other relief items, Li Du said: "Here, human life is too worthless!"

Brother Wolf shook his head and said, "It's the life of the poor, it's so worthless."

He also participated in another funeral report, which was to a tribe in Mozambige, called the Haqipi tribe. This tribe sent a large piece of bread mixed with smoke powder to the tribe and handed it over to the chief of the tribe.

The chief will cut up the loaf, and someone will come to get the bread and money, and one piece of bread will bring one dollar.

Those who receive the money will attend the funeral as relatives of the deceased.

Li Du donated 40,000 and 50,000 U.S. dollars to the two tribes, and a pension of 10,000 U.S. dollars for the deceased.

After all, these soldiers did give their lives to save him, and at this point, Li Du lost money to them no matter what.

Both the US dollar and the renminbi are hard currencies on the African continent. He handed over a stack of US dollars to the family of the deceased, which made the family of the deceased very happy.

When the Hutchibles left, the chief brought with him a group of teenagers and youths, ranging from fifteen to sixteen years old.

The chief asked: "Are you still short of soldiers? They are all available, they are very powerful!"

The teenagers nodded, and some of them took off their shirts and exposed their chests to show off their muscles to Li Du.

Of course, most of these people are very thin, with no flesh on the chest and bony bones.

Li Du was stunned, and said, "Mr. Chief, are you going to send them to serve as soldiers? You see, soldiers will kill you!"

The chief said relaxedly: "Aren't we all going to die in the end? If everyone's death can be exchanged for 10,000 yuan, then I think they are willing to die now."

Li Du didn't know what to say. The two sides had different ideas, different growth environments, and different cultures. He couldn't change the chief's mind.

In desperation, he could only say to the chief: "I am not a soldier, I have no right to bring them into the army, sorry, we are leaving."

The chief was disappointed, and so were the boys and youth.

After getting into the car, Li Du said to the soldiers driving: "Zhazhakun, did you volunteer to be a soldier?"

The black youth grinned and said, "Yes, I am different from them. I am fighting for the Golden Silk Grass tribe, not for money."

A soldier standing on the steps outside said with a smile: "Zhazakun, bragging Zazakun, I remember when you came to serve as a soldier, you were almost starving to death."

Zazakun said embarrassingly: "I am fighting for the tribe now, and I was also fighting for it at the time, but I also wanted to be able to eat food in the army. I have nine children in my family. Is it normal to not have enough to eat?"

Li Du now understands, no wonder African warlords can easily mobilize troops, why there is always news of government troops and rebels exchanging fire on the news.

In this land, people don't think life is precious, so they kill so much.

He can't solve this kind of problem. What he can do is to express condolences to the family of the deceased when reporting the funeral, and give his share of the pension.

He didn't want to join the funeral team at first, but after he joined, he found that it could help him know more about Africa, and the more he knew about Africa, the more he wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

This is a land abandoned by gods and civilization!