(Young Master Yao: Sigh. Last week, Sanjiang Feng finally reached the fifth place in the new book list. I thought I could go a few more places this week, but there were indeed books in front that were out of the list for a month, but two books in the back and forth surpassed me with Sanjiang. After a few rounds, I stopped at the fifth place again. It was really the "Fifth Unit". Please vote, please vote, please vote~ I already have the Fifth Unit, and I can't become the Sixth Unit anymore~)

About thirty kilometers west of the capital Mogadishu, there is a small town called "Afgoye".

Open the map and examine it with a strategic perspective. On Somalia, a land with 637,000 square kilometers and peninsula characteristics, Afgoye is just a black spot that is too small to be smaller. Apart from its geographical location close to the already broken capital, there are almost no resources or advantages worth paying attention to.

But in this small town, it has a huge base of more than 100,000 residents, which is almost an incredible miracle for Somalia, which has an average population density of only thirteen people per kilometer.

However, after looking through the past history of this country, it is not difficult to see the reason for this miracle. As early as 2007, the government forces issued a warning in Mogadisha, requiring the people to withdraw from the civilian areas where the ** army gathered to facilitate the security forces to launch military operations, which triggered a craze for civilians in Mogadishu. At that time, nearly 150,000 people fled into Afgoye, which made the town full of people. International rescue agencies were busy for a long time.

As time goes by, a considerable number of refugees moved to the country 250 kilometers away from Mogadishu and Ethiopian troops. Therefore, Baidoa, the third largest city in Somalia, is relatively safer. There is also a group of people who are reluctant to leave their hometowns and returned to Somalia.

However, on January 26, 2009, Ethiopia officially withdrew from Baidoa, ending its two-year military operation in Somalia. On that day, the Al Shabaab armed rebels invaded Baidoa and occupied most of the city, including the Somalia Transitional Parliament. A large number of refugees fled from Abado to Afgoy, making this small town that was gradually returning to peace once again become a hot topic.

The ups and downs of a small town like Afgoye can be said to be the barometer of the war in the entire Somalia country.

Time, let's push forward a little bit the day before.

For most people living in the town of Afgoye, it was just an ordinary morning, but for Jolera, who was only fifteen years old, it represented the beginning of hell.

As usual, every morning in Somalia is sunny. Not long after the sun rises, the slightly flat square outside the town becomes lively.

At least a thousand people were gathered in the square. In the middle of the square, there were five men holding the Quran and with serious faces. They were respected "judges" among the crowd. Before dawn, they were carried with the house with the most brutal attitude and were brought to Joleira on the square, who was punched and kicked all the way, the prisoner they were going to interrogate.

Faced with all this, she looked around carefully. In the crowd, Joleira saw a familiar face. She only felt a "boom" sound coming from her brain. When she finally realized it, the first thought that came to her heart was: Oh no!

Jolela didn't even remember what the five serious judges asked her. A girl who was only fifteen years old and didn't leave her house, so how could she have seen such a situation? She just listened to the other party's inquiry mechanically, nodding or shaking her head. After a few minutes, the five judges raised their right hands together, and they unanimously determined that Jolela was guilty!

It was not until Jolera was mounted on a wooden rack and her hands were tied to both ends of the wooden rack that she woke up as if she was dreaming. She was about to open her mouth and shout something, but a piece of linen was stuffed into her mouth. An elderly woman looked at her with sympathy and whispered in her ear: "No matter how painful it hurts, you must bite it, otherwise you will bite your tongue off."

Jolela's whole body trembled uncontrollably. Just as she was watching panic, a whip in her hands walked to her. The whip shook his right hand, and a "pop" came from the air. Two "pop" sounds like a whip like a burst of air. Jolela's muscles subconsciously collapsed. Just when she found that it was just a false alarm, her whole body became soft and even her strength was drained, the whip finally threw it hard to her too thin back. The pain in her heart was like a red steel needle, piercing directly into Jolela's brain, making her unable to help but bite the linen in her mouth desperately.

The executioner obviously liked his current job and didn't know what kind of pity was. He waved the whip in his hand again and again. When each whip was whipped, the woman who stuffed the linen into Jolera's mouth just now would make a loud call.

In Iran, Afghanistan, Nigeria, Somalia, Saudi Arabia and other countries, to date, some areas are still using the ancient Islamic criminal law. According to the "Regulations", married women are guilty of adultery, and as long as four people testify, they can be sentenced to death on the spot. If an unmarried girl is guilty of adultery and four witnesses, she will be sentenced to 100 whippings.

Jolela was sentenced to one hundred whippings "according to law" because she had intimate contact with her lover!

Jolela didn't know how long she had fainted from the pain, and she woke up several times under the stimulation of the pain. Her back had been sucked to death. Faced with the pain that came from behind like a storm, the only thing she could do was to bite the linen in her mouth desperately. As long as she let go at this time, she would die. She kept gritting her teeth and persevering, and maybe she could hold on to a hundred whippings and have a glimmer of hope.

One hundred whippings were finally over. The executioner licked his lips with all his heart, and then looked at the girl who had just been put down from the execution rack and was stunned again... Jolela was still alive.

Cholera was put aside, and soon another man in his forties was taken to five "judges". After a short trial, the three judges raised their right hands again, while the other two judges hesitated and did not express their opinions, but this was enough... Even if there was no conclusive evidence, according to the Islamic Code, as long as there were four witnesses to testify, or three of the five judges raised their hands to vote, the prisoner could be confirmed to be guilty!

The two militants put down their rifles and picked up the shovel. After more than ten minutes, they dug out a pit of more than one meter deep. After putting the convicted man into the pit, they filled the soil again and buried the man waist all over his waist. During this period, the man buried in the pit kept calling for help. Seeing someone moving a pile of fist-sized stones to him, a pale despair suddenly rose on his face, and his call became more and more shrill.

According to Islamic law, once a married man like him commits adultery with an unmarried girl, once a judge raises his hand and passes his vote, he will face the death penalty, and it is one of the most cruel death penalty for mankind...stone punishment!

The current Somalia government, supported by Western countries, only controls a very small number of large cities in the country, but within their jurisdiction, at least a relatively formal and complete legal system is adopted. However, other areas controlled by militant Islamic organizations use severe Islamic criminal law.

Take the Al Shabaab for example. They banned movies, television, and people were not allowed to watch sports competitions such as football, even at weddings, they could not dance with African indigenous characteristics, and of course they were even more unlikely to allow people to surf the Internet on their computers.

All entertainment projects are prohibited. In the 21st century, the only way to turn living people into livestock is to use high-pressure dictatorial means to control people's thoughts, isolate them from the rapidly developing world, and make everyone as docile as sheep because of their fear of death. In the ancient Islamic criminal law, those laws and regulations that were attacked by world public opinion because they were too cruel have become the most effective tools for these rebels to kill chickens and scare monkeys and use them to consolidate the "government".

Think about it, what's the use of a "criminal" who is destined to be used as a tool?!

More than a dozen men wearing cloth covers on their heads grabbed the stones the size of a fist under their feet. With a command, the stones hit half of their bodies like raindrops and were buried in the soil, and they could not dodge or escape. In a blink of an eye, this man who was convicted of being convicted just because he had a close contact with the girl he liked was smashed into blood and died indescribable death.

After confirming that the prisoner had died, the dozen people who were executed launched a frenzy cheer, as if they had just done something so noble to serve the country and the people. Then the sound of automatic rifles shooting into the sky resounded through the sky, in this way, expressing their strength and actual control to the residents of the entire town naked.

Jolela, who was awakened quietly in the sound of gunfire, opened her eyes and saw the armed thugs digging out the body of her beloved lover from the pit. Looking at the corpse that was no longer like human on her upper body, a stream of blood rushed straight into her brain. When her eyes turned dark, she fainted again.

When Jolela regained consciousness again, it was already early in the morning. I don’t know who sent her back to her “home” supported by plastic cloth, wooden sticks and several gasoline barrels. The night wind blew in through the gap between the plastic cloth, and her whole body was covered in wounds. Jolela, who was so painful and hungry, had almost no strength in her body, shivered. Her body trembled and pulled the wound behind her back, and she couldn’t help but let out a painful hum.

Just as Jolera was trying to struggle to get up from the straw mat, she suddenly saw a dark figure sitting on a stone opposite her and looking at her quietly. Facing Jolera's frightened gaze, the figure immersed in the darkness put his fingers on his lips and whispered: "Shh..."
Chapter completed!