From
Mike Szymanski, Niamey/Gao
Hot desert wind blows Boris Pistorius in the face, immediately a film of dust settles on the sweaty skin. This is how it feels, the old world of the Bundeswehr. And this is what it looks like: gray gravel, red sand, containers and barbed wire. The Federal Minister of Defense climbs the steps to look over the outer wall of the Bundeswehr camp. A tree, after all. Otherwise nothing but sand and stones.