I was convicted of war crimes for farming in Africa?

"Brother Chen, I don't want to die! Please think of a way to get us out of here!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Chen, we came here to work with you after we went abroad, so you have to be responsible for our safety. Hurry up and think of a solution."

"Boss Chen, I'm kneeling down before you. My child is less than three months old, and my elderly mother is in the hospital. I can't die here. I don't want to die here."

"Damn it, everything was fine yesterday morning, how did a fight break out like that? It's really damn hard to earn money from those African blacks."

……

The basement was dark and damp, with only a little light coming in through the skylight, and filled with a strong stench of pungent odors and body odor.

A group of dark-skinned people were mixed with a few Asians, and fear and helplessness permeated the air.

The person surrounded in the middle was also of Asian descent, standing at 1.8 meters tall with a cold, expressionless face, making him particularly prominent among the group.

He is the boss of this group, and his name is Chen Jun.

"Alright, stop arguing, let me think about it."

Chen Jun's ears were ringing from the noise, and he couldn't stand it any longer. He shouted angrily, which finally quieted everyone down.

He was a soldier, and also a farm owner.

He still has some authority.

"Damn it, I didn't come to Africa to pan for gold or dig for gems. I just wanted to farm and earn some hard-earned money. How could I run into something like this? Even if I'm unlucky, I shouldn't be this unlucky."

Chen Jun appeared calm on the surface, but he was furious inside. However, in order to keep his employees in check, he could only rage inwardly.

Today was truly unlucky!

Chen Jun was just an ordinary Chinese man. After serving in the army for five years, he retired and worked as a production soldier in the army. Coincidentally, a fellow villager of his was leasing land in Africa.

Although it's not as lucrative as opening a gold mine, earning several hundred thousand a year is easy.

So they found Liang Jian, a close friend who came from the same county, was assigned to the same company, and was discharged in the same batch. Over barbecue and beer, they hit it off and made a decision.

That meant taking their demobilization pay and going to Africa to lease land and grow vegetables to try and find a way out.

Chen Jun thought he would just become a farmer and grow vegetables. The Democratic Republic of Gonzaga, where his fellow villager lived, was very stable and had not fought a war for almost twenty years.

Although the current president has a bad reputation, having married more than a dozen wives, the youngest of whom is under twenty years old, and has embezzled a considerable amount of money.

However, because the president is a typical pro-American, he still maintains strong control over the country despite having powerful backers.

Therefore, Chen Jun has good reason to believe that even if the current president has some problems in his personal life, there is a high probability that there will be no major trouble.

But who would have thought that things would turn out so wrong, Chen Jun's judgment was completely off.

Chen Jun and Liang Jian arrived in the Democratic Republic of González and, with the help of fellow villagers, contracted dozens of acres of land from locals. They hired five employees, and the seeds, fertilizers, and production equipment they purchased from China have all arrived smoothly.

The sign for "Veteran's Farm" has been put up.

They were just about to be able to put their skills to good use and get the first batch of crops planted.

The accident happened so suddenly!

General Renrossa, who held immense military power, launched a sudden coup without warning, leading his troops into the presidential palace and taking control of the president and a number of government officials.

He then used national television to broadcast messages across the country, urging the armies of each province to overthrow the old government and support him in establishing a new one.

The government troops and tribal armies in the fourteen provinces of the country had already colluded with General Rosa before the coup, secretly supporting his coup. This can be considered the source of General Rosa's confidence in his coup.

These forces immediately stood up to support Rosa and launched attacks on the army and regions that opposed General Rosa's establishment of a new government and continued to support it.

Overnight.

Chaos reigned across the country.

As a result, the Democratic Republic of González, which was peaceful before Chen Jun went to sleep last night, was completely engulfed in war the next day.

Because all of this happened so fast, it gave people absolutely no time to react.

Chen Jun was completely unaware of what was happening when, in the dead of night, the farm gate was kicked open and a group of soldiers dressed in various shorts and slippers, all wearing green bandanas, rushed in and pressed the dark muzzles of their guns against their foreheads.

They pushed and shoved Chen Jun and his employees away, locking them in this gloomy basement.

At first, Chen Jun, Liang Jian, and the five employees had no idea what was going on. They were terrified and frightened the whole way, and two of the employees even wet themselves in fear.

It wasn't until they were shoved into this damp, smelly basement and after being subtly questioned that they finally realized what was happening.

The basement, which was less than 100 square meters in size and dimly lit, not only housed Chen Jun and his group of a few people, but also crammed with over a hundred people captured from other places.

The smell was particularly unpleasant because the crowd was so dense, Blackie didn't like to take baths, and some people even defecated in fear.

There were only a dozen or so Asians among the detainees; the vast majority of the others were local Black people, and they all knew something about the situation.

Driven by emotions such as fear, helplessness, and panic, people are forced to exchange information to comfort themselves.

This allowed Chen Jun and the others, who had been dragged from the bed, to roughly understand what was going on through the broken Chinese explanations of their two local Black employees, who used a combination of speaking and gesturing.

Chen Jun's farm is located in Hada Village, in the territory of Chief Jugu in Iripai Province. This village is on the westernmost edge of the territory, and all the black people in the territory belong to the Lundu ethnic group.

About ten kilometers away is the territory of Chief Lumu, which is inhabited by the Hema people.

The two tribes were never on good terms, and every year their tribal armies would clash over various trivial matters, resulting in frequent deaths.

However, with the government forces suppressing the situation, it was able to be brought under control.

But this coup d'état has disrupted the balance.

Chief Lumu's territory supported General Rosa's coup, and the tribal army composed of the Homar people rushed towards Chief Jugu's territory without hesitation when the coup was launched.

When the Lundu people in Hada Village realized something was wrong, they all ran away immediately.

The veterans' farm, located a few kilometers outside the village, was notified at all, nor did they have time to do so. As a result, Chen Jun and his group were forced onto the bed.

He was imprisoned in this basement along with other Lundu people who were caught before they could escape.

The two clans are sworn enemies.

They could be arrested and beheaded at any time.

Chen Jun and his best friend Liang Jian, both veterans, learned that their arrest was due to a coup and that they were caught up in a feud between two ethnic groups, with the possibility of being arrested and beheaded at any time.

Actually, I'm quite scared too.

Having served in the military, he possessed a strong mental fortitude and was able to barely maintain his composure.

The other three Chinese employees recruited to the farm were just ordinary farmers who came to cultivate the land and had never experienced anything as terrible as war.

When they heard about war, they thought of people dying, and they were terrified that they would be caught and beheaded. They were all so frightened that they lost their composure.

Chen Jun, as their boss, was the one who recruited them as employees. Now that they are in danger, they can only place their hopes on Chen Jun and regard him as their backbone, which is why the scene at the beginning happened.

But the problem is...

Chen Jun himself was also dumbfounded!

They're now locked up in the basement, their phones and everything else have been confiscated, and they can't even contact the embassy. What can a farmer who sells vegetables do?

"I've heard the Lundu and Hema tribes are sworn enemies. Will this place become another Rwandan? Hmm..."

Thinking back to the Rwandan genocide he had witnessed, and comparing it to his current situation, Chen Jun couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine and shiver.

Africa, as a third-world country, is home to very barbaric and cruel tribal people. Now that he's been imprisoned, who knows what will happen to him?

Forget about being dragged out and beheaded the next second; it wouldn't be surprising if they were roasted over a fire and eaten.

"I went to a DJ's place. I'm only in my early twenties. I haven't even tasted a woman's flavor, let alone lived enough. Am I going to die here?"

Hearing the faint gunshots coming from outside, even Chen Jun couldn't help but feel frustrated.

"Ding~"

Just then.

A crisp, melodious, and seemingly familiar sound suddenly appeared in Chen Jun's mind.