September is the rainy season in Côte d'Ivoire.

It was clear in the morning, and it started to rain by noon. The rain got heavier and heavier, and there was no sign of stopping for two hours. The already uneven road became more and more muddy as the rain continued to strengthen.

This is located in the outskirts of Danane in the eighteen mountains of Côte d'Ivoire, with sparsely populated areas.

Through the rain curtain, the shadows of Nimba Mountain are endless, like a crawling giant beast, lying in front of the road.

A group of people marched hard in the heavy rain, including blacks, whites, and three yellow people, and a total of more than a hundred people. These people were old and young, men and women, and many of them were carrying packages, walking in a hurry and looking panicked.

"Pei, can we find a place to rest? Or go to Danane for help?"

A woman's voice came from the crowd, speaking fluent French. The man walking at the front of the team stopped and turned his head to look at the crowd. A tall woman came over and said with a pleading look: "We have been walking for six hours since the early morning. Everyone is tired, Jenny is still pregnant, so something will happen sooner or later if this continues. Why don't we go to Danane, and maybe we can contact the embassy."

Before the woman finished speaking, the crowd became turbulent.

The man named Pei is a yellow man with a tall and burly figure, bald head, a national face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a heroic spirit. He is carrying a heavy military camouflage backpack on his body, and an AK47 assault rifle is hanging on his shoulders.

A white jacket has been soaked.

A pair of jeans were covered with mud dots, and the original color was no longer visible.

The man wiped the rain from his face and looked back at the crowd behind him. A bitter smile appeared on his firm face.

"Miss Shia, it's not that I don't want to go to Danane, but that I can't."

"Why?"

The woman named Shia has long wet brown hair and delicate facial features, which is very consistent with the aesthetic view of Asians. She is about 170 cm tall, a shirt and jeans, outlining a convex and convex figure.

Shia stared at the man with blue eyes, wonderingly.

The man sighed and said softly: "This coup in Côte d'Ivoire is to put it bluntly that the Mandi and the Malinko people joined forces to clean up the Kru people. The 18th district has always been the base for the Malinko people, and Danane must have stationed the Malinko army. If we go to Danane, everyone will be in danger."

Côte d'Ivoire is a multi-ethnic country with a total of 69 ethnic groups.

Among them, the larger ones are the Akan, Mandi, Walter and Cru. In addition, there are also the Marienko people who poured into Côte d'Ivoire from Guinea in the 19th century, mainly living in the northwest of Côte d'Ivoire. Most of the Cruz also live in the Eighteen Mountains, and the conflicts and conflicts between the two sides have not stopped from the beginning.

Such a large number of ethnic groups come from various places, and their respective beliefs and customs are very different. Since the death of President Bovani, who was re-elected as president seven times in 1993, the situation in Côte d'Ivoire has deteriorated.

Contradictory beliefs and differences in customs have also caused severe conflicts between races.

In August, Ivorian Chief of Staff Robert launched a military coup in the capital Abidjan, expelling the president from Côte d'Ivoire. Subsequently, the coup spread rapidly across the country, which intensified the conflict between races and became uncontrollable.

The man's name is Pei Tiejun, a Chinese veteran.

In 1993, he came to Côte d'Ivoire with the aid organization, and was later assigned to Mann Town, the capital of the Eighteen Mountains. About ten days ago, a riot occurred in Mann Town. Pei Tiejun and a group of Kru people living in Mann Town escaped and headed west to Danane. Midway through, they met some white people, and several yellow people were mixed in.

Chia is a beautiful French girl who was originally a nurse in Toulouse.

She joined the Red Cross aid team and came to Côte d'Ivoire with other volunteers, but unexpectedly encountered a coup.

With his own abilities, Pei Tiejun quickly gained the position of leader.

Regardless of whether those white people were really convinced, most of the Kru people still trust Pei Tiejun more.

"Pei, I have no intention of offending you, it's just... we are not Kru.

I believe that those Mandi and Malenko people dare not do anything to us. I am an American, and if they dare to hurt me, I believe Bill will never let them go. Shia, I think you are right and we should go to Danane for help."

A white man walked out, waved his arms and shouted.

However, before he could finish his words, Pei Tiejun suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist and pressed it against his head.

"Idiot, listen to me.

From the moment Robert launched the coup, the entire Ivory Coast lost order. This racial conflict was not an accident, but a racial hatred that had been formed over 30 years since the founding of the Ivory Coast in 1961.

Now, the entire Ivory Coast has no reason, only bloody massacre.

If you, a white-skinned pig, aren't afraid of the Mandi people and the Marinko people, you don't have to run away with us.

As for the Bill you mentioned, I don't know. I only know that as long as we appear in Danane, we will be brutally killed by the red-eyed Marinko people. If you want to die, I won't stop you. But if you harm us, don't blame me for being rude."

Pei Tiejun killed many people along the way from Man Town.

When he got angry, everyone believed that if the white man had any resistance, Pei Tiejun would pull the trigger without hesitation.

"Pei, don't do this, Mike doesn't mean that." Xiya looked pale, but boldly grabbed Pei Tiejun's hand and shouted anxiously: "Mac just wants to take a break. If everyone goes on like this, they will be really exhausted."

Mike's face was pale and he hurriedly said, "Pei, believe me, I don't mean what you imagined."

Pei Tiejun took a deep breath and slowly lowered his pistol.

"Mike, we are in danger now, the Mandy and the Marinko are simply unreasonable at this time. There is a saying in China, which is called "Together with one another. Everyone should be united, and there is no distinction between blacks and whites."

Mike nodded quickly, expressed his agreement, and even shut his mouth.

Pei Tiejun frowned and said softly: "I remember after entering Ningba Mountain, there was a village called Baban. Nowadays, the rebels mainly operate in the city and cannot take into account the mountains. We enter the mountains and rest in the Baban tribe. I passed there three years ago. Their priests were Chinese and should agree to accept us."

An excitement appeared on the faces of Shia and others, and at the same time, a strange feeling was even more felt in their hearts.

Ivory Coast is mainly Islamic and Christian, accounting for about 60% of the country's total population. The remaining 40% are, except for a few people who have no religious beliefs, more people believe in primitive religions. In Ivory Coast, there are black missionaries and white missionaries, but no one has ever heard of Chinese people becoming priests.

But no matter what, this is ultimately a hope...

The team started to set off again and braved the heavy rain toward the Ningba Mountains.

"Pei, I remember that you Chinese people have no faith, so why would anyone come to be a priest of the tribe?"

Xiya followed Pei Tiejun and asked curiously while supporting a pregnant woman.

This is a good girl and she is curious at the same time.

Pei Tiejun scratched his head and said seriously: "Xia, it's not that the Chinese people have no faith, but they just don't believe in your gods. China's five thousand years of history has its own beliefs. We believe in our ancestors, our families, and we have our own gods. However, why did Lao Yang come here to be a priest? I don't know, he has never said it."

"That's how..."

Xiya nodded thoughtfully, then smiled and said, "Pei, I have always been curious about China.

After you arrive in Guinea safely this time, I will go to China with you to see what your hometown looks like. You will be entertaining me at that time."

"Okay, then I'll take you to eat the specialty food in our hometown, lamb stewed noodles!"

"What is that?"

“A delicious pasta dish, I’m sure you’ll like it.”

Pei Tiejun said, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face.

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The Nimba Mountain is located on the border between Liberia, Côte d'Ivoire and Guinea in West Africa. It extends northwest and southeast, with a rugged terrain. It is an average altitude of 500 meters. The highest peak, Nimba Mountain, is 1,752 meters, and is located west of Danane.

Here, there is high-quality hematite, and rich gold and diamond deposits.

Pei Tiejun and his group walked into Ningba Mountain at around 3 pm and arrived at the village that Pei Tiejun mentioned in the evening.

The Baban tribe is a small primitive tribe living in the mountains of Ningba and a population of less than 200.

When Pei Tiejun and others arrived at the Baban tribe, the rain finally stopped!

The Ningba Mountains after the setting sun shines, a mist rises from the mountains, covering the Baban tribe in a hazy mist.

At the entrance of the village, there is a small river flowing gurgling.

The afterglow of the sunset shines on the river surface, with a layer of red scales wavy, which is so beautiful!

The village after the rain is particularly quiet.

Shia couldn't help but hold her breath, afraid of breaking the peaceful atmosphere.

"Old Yang, I'm here to see you!"

However, in life, you will always encounter all kinds of people who destroy the mood. For Shia, the scenery in front of her is beautiful, but for Pei Tiejun, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it cannot withstand a fragrant barbecue.

For ten days, he has been tense and dared not relax for a moment.

Now that he has arrived at the Baban tribe, his tense nerves seem to be relieved all of a sudden. He couldn't help but shout loudly at the entrance of the village, which attracted Xiya and others to roll their eyes.

Pei Tiejun's shouts alarmed the village.

A barking of dogs came from the village, which also broke the tranquility of the village.

Pei Tiejun and others walked into the village and were greeted with confusion, curiosity, and even with a little fearful look.

He stopped a black man and chatted for a while.

"What is he talking about?"

Xiya couldn't understand a word about Pei Tiejun's words, and couldn't help asking the people around him.

"He spoke Diura, but with a local accent, which I didn't quite hear, but generally meant asking the priest's residence. He said he was a friend of the priest, and the Baban said that the priest had passed away a year ago."

The answer to Shia is a woman, a yellow woman.

However, Xiya knew that this woman had nothing to do with Pei Tiejun. Moreover, along the way, Pei Tiejun was very cold to this woman and her companions. Because this woman was not a Chinese, but a Japanese.

There is too much hatred between the Chinese and Japanese.

Pei Tiejun is a veteran and will not have any favors to the Japanese.

He did not abandon the Japanese in the middle of the journey, and it was already in the spirit of humanitarianism. It was basically unlikely to make him friendly to the Japanese. It was a kind of hatred that originated from the bones and could not be resolved at all.

The woman's name is Miyuki Harukawa, and she is said to be from Kyoto, Japan.
To be continued...