What would happen when Moroccan tribes, already hostile toward Spain, obtained large quantities of weapons and ammunition went without saying.
Since they had already put on the British disguise when selling arms, continuing to impersonate the British Government in supporting Morocco's anti-Spanish movement was even easier.
With the precedent of supporting the Cuban independence movement, secretly lending support to Morocco's anti-Spanish movement was also a perfectly natural move.
At the very least, by the way Moroccan tribal chiefs thought, there was absolutely no reason for suspicion. Besides, everything else could be faked, but genuine weapons and ammunition could not lie.
The gap in perception patched the final hole in this scam. The chiefs could never have imagined that the weapons and ammunition they regarded as priceless treasures were worth scarcely more than potatoes or wheat in the eyes of another group.
Guns were the courage of Moroccans. As the saying went, "With a gun in hand, there is no panic in the heart." Having obtained weapons, the chiefs suddenly found themselves much more confident when facing the Spanish colonists.
Swallowing their anger and enduring humiliation? Not a chance. After all, the British Empire was backing them. Just looking at the British warships across the Strait of Gibraltar filled the chiefs with unparalleled confidence.
Driven by hatred and profit, Spanish immigrants in Morocco suddenly found themselves cursed with bloody misfortune. Getting knocked out from behind was nothing; being able to pick up their lives again already made them lucky. The unlucky ones had all been sent to meet God.
Fortunately, there were no cannibal tribes left in Morocco. Otherwise, they might have ended up taking a turn on the barbecue rack.
When civilian conflicts erupted, the government took the blame—there was nothing wrong with that. The rotten Moroccan Government could not