Expedition to Europe

Djerba Island, Brothers Club.

The Brothers Club is one of the largest clubs on Djerba Island, with about 1,300 registered members. The members of this club are quite complex, including North Africans, Europeans, and some Asians. It can be said to be a hodgepodge.

All clubs on Djerba Island exist in the form of regiments. The official organization of each club is usually named "regiment", and the club leaders basically call themselves "colonels".

The leaders of the Brothers Club are two brothers, named Lewis Ibrahim and Chamberlain Ibrahim.

Does the name sound like a combination of North Africa and Europe?

Actually not. The two brothers are standard Chinese. They are brothers, but one is called Yang Deshan and the other is called Yang Dehai.

The word "Yang" is separated into "wood, easy", and if it is turned over, it is just easy wood, so Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai changed their surnames to Ibrahim.

In fact, the facial features of Chinese and North Africans are quite different, but if they all have big beards, it is not easy to accurately distinguish the races. But Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai both have some minority blood, which makes them look less different from North Africans.

At least in the more than two years of living on Djerba Island, Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai, who speak fluent Arabic, have never aroused any suspicion.

No one doubts that Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai are Algerians, even Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai themselves.

The morning weather on Djerba Island in March is still a bit cold.

Because of the existence of the refinery, the air on Djerba Island seems to always be filled with the smell of gasoline, as if the air can burn as long as a match is struck.

Yang Deshan came out of the house and took two deep breaths of the air mixed with the smell of gasoline. It was really refreshing.

Yes, it was refreshing. Yang Deshan liked the smell of gasoline, especially the gasoline smell emitted after being filtered by the engine. Yang Deshan liked it more.

"Good morning, Colonel." A thin figure came over to greet him. This was Yang Deshan's servant, Sharimu.

Djerba Island is located in the Gulf of Gabes. Due to the political system of Tunisia, slavery is not uncommon in Djerba Island. Sharimu is a child picked up by Yang Deshan from the street. He can be regarded as Yang Deshan's adopted son or Yang Deshan's servant. Yang Deshan has the power of life and death over Sharimu. If Sharimu angers Yang Deshan, even if Yang Deshan beats Sharimu to death, no one will say a word for Sharimu.

"Good morning to you too, my brother. Did you go out for exercise today?" Yang Deshan treated Sharimu very well.

Sharimu looks thin, but he is actually 19 years old. The child is born malnourished and has a poor physical foundation. In order to make Sharimu strong as soon as possible, Yang Deshan made a fitness plan for Sharimu and urged Sharimu to implement it seriously every day.

"No, Mr. Jackson asked me to wait for you early in the morning, saying that he would pick up the goods today. Mr. Lieutenant Colonel just closed the club, and no one is allowed to enter or leave now." Sharimu answered while helping Yang Deshan prepare toiletries.

Jackson is the third person in the Brothers Club. He is a staunch supporter of the Knights Templar, with a strong physique, superb combat skills, and indomitable fighting spirit. He is the spiritual leader of the Brothers Club.

"Lieutenant Colonel" is Yang Dehai. As the second person in the Brothers Club, since Yang Deshan is a colonel, Yang Dehai is a lieutenant colonel.

Oh, by the way, Jackson's title is major.

In the Brothers Club, only Yang Deshan, Yang Dehai and Jackson are "school-level officials."

"Well, if Jackson comes back, notify me immediately." Yang Deshan's hand, which was trimming his beard, shook slightly, and instantly regained stability.

North Africans have beards all over their faces, and it is hard to tell whether they have washed or not. If you want to wash, it is more convenient to take a shower directly, so the ultimate secret of washing in the morning is to trim the beard into a beautiful shape.

"Yes, sir." Sharimu responded quickly, and then ran to the door quickly.

As Yang Deshan's personal servant, Sharimu also has a small status in the Brothers Club. It is enough to tell others to watch the door. Of course, this leg still has to run by himself.

Yang Deshan, who is trimming his beard, looks as calm as water, but in fact, his heart is already turbulent.

Yang Deshan knows that the recent situation is a bit bad, and he is ready to leave Djerba Island at any time to go out for guerrilla warfare, but when this day really comes, Yang Deshan is still a little confused.

Of course, there is more excitement, the excitement of challenging the unknown.

Just after breakfast, four trucks drove into the Brothers Club.

Just after entering the door, before the car was stable, a middle-aged man in a gray hunting suit and suede boots jumped out of the driver's seat of the front car. Although he was called middle-aged, his figure was not bloated at all. He was very fit. He had a firm expression, sharp eyes, and a sharp face. He was a charming man with strong self-confidence.

This man was Major Jackson, the third person in the Brothers Club.

"Thank you for your hard work, Major. What good things did you get?" A young man in a long robe and a headscarf next to the car came forward.

This young man also looks strong. Although he is covered by a long gown, his muscle lines are very obvious under the clothes. He is a tough guy with strong explosive power.

This is the second-in-command of the Brothers Club, "Lieutenant Colonel" Yang Dehai.

Well, there is really nothing to describe the facial features of Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai. If you have to describe it, then it is a stubble, yes, a lot of stubble.

"There are a lot of them. You can find everything you want and even things you didn't expect." Jackson's eyes were kind.

Among the three "school-level officials", Jackson is the oldest and has the best personal skills. However, because the founders of the club are Yang Deshan and Yang Dehai, Jackson has no intention of usurping the throne. Instead, he cares for "Lewis" and "Chamberlain" like his younger brothers. This is really an anomaly.

"Hurry up, I can't wait." Yang Dehai was excited and wanted to climb up by climbing the car body.

"Don't worry, let the colonel distribute these things." Jackson kindly reminded.

"Yes, that's right!" Yang Dehai came to his senses immediately.

The car was full of weapons, real weapons, real weapons. Who would distribute these weapons? This was a very symbolic ceremony, and it was impossible to distribute them casually.

At this time, the members of the club had gathered in the training ground, and they consciously lined up in a square, waiting for Yang Deshan's speech.

The original text is available at Liu # 9 @Shu/Bar!

The Brothers Club was originally a semi-military organization, and its organizational structure was still very strict at ordinary times. Most of the club members lived in the club, so the orders were prohibited and the actions were quite orderly. If you compare them carefully, they were much more orderly than the ordinary troops in Algeria and Tunisia.

This was also the source of Qin Zhiyuan's confidence.

After a while, Yang Deshan brought Sharimu over.

This is Yang Deshan who has changed his clothes. The long robe he usually wears has been replaced with a more neat hunting jacket and overalls, plus the suede boots on his feet. If there is a belt on the outside, it will be almost the same as the equipment of the regular army.

There are still ethnic characteristics. As a North African, Sharimu holds a small prayer blanket in his hand.

When he arrived at the edge of the parade ground, Yang Deshan took the blanket from Sharimu, spread it on the ground, and prayed first.

As a believer of fetishism, prayer is of course a must.

But at the same time, as a "pseudo-believer", it is certain that he will mix private goods when performing religious rituals.

At present, the main body of the Brothers Club is still Algerians and Tunisians. These people are actually "fetishists". Since they are believers, they must perform religious rituals.

However, unlike other believers who pray five times a day, the Brothers Club only prays once a day at sunrise, which greatly simplifies the number of prayers, saves time, and improves efficiency.

The most important thing is that there is only one prayer per day. Although the degree of piety remains unchanged, this has already destroyed the rules of "fetishism". This is a real change.

Rules are made to be broken. A thousand-mile embankment is destroyed by an ant hole. No matter how devout the believers are, as long as there is one violation in religious life, it is possible to develop violations everywhere in the future.

This destructiveness is implicit and subtle, but the destructive power is greater. It is devastating to the destruction of religious order.

As Yang Deshan began to pray, all the people present, whether they were original believers or Europeans and Asians who joined later, began to pray.

Well, whether it is sincere or not, at least on the surface, the Brothers Club is an out-and-out North African club.

Since there is only one time a day, Yang Deshan will no longer make discounts. After half an hour, Yang Deshan finally completed the entire prayer ceremony.

After getting up, Yang Deshan looked at the energetic club members in front of him and began the most meaningful speech in the history of the Brotherhood Club: "... We once had a glorious history, our prophets once guided us to be invincible, we established an empire spanning Asia, Africa and Europe, and we were once the overlords of this planet... Why are we now in decline? Why is there no light before our eyes? Why can't we see hope in our lives? It's all because of those damn diehards, they prevent us from accepting new things, they refuse to change themselves to adapt to society, they prevent us from contacting the secular society, they dream of making us their slaves forever... We must fight, we will never compromise, no matter who stands in our way, we will turn them into ashes..."

"Kill them!"

"Turn them into ashes!"

Immediately, countless voices responded.

Turn into ashes!

It's really crazy.