C257 Team Arrived

And Xiao Qiang Bing.

This fellow stayed in the trunk of the car. He was so aggrieved that he couldn't even lift his head. Even stretching his legs required a lot of effort!

He could only curl up there and hug his arms. He looked up at the sky and was burning with anger.

Fang Yitong had a reserved personality. She was gentle and gentle. She usually did not speak much and did not speak much. However, things were different now. She took out a few chocolate beans from her pocket. She handed them to Liang Shuai, Fatty Liu, and the others.

How could these guys not understand what she meant? Fatty Liu Xian said, "Listen up, we can't stop the car. John ran away. I heard that this guy is likely to be active in the surrounding areas. If we find this car, we will definitely make a move. "

He was telling Liang Shuai not to be soft-hearted. If he parked the car now and Xiao Qiangbing sat in front of him, Fang Yitong would definitely fall out with him.

Monika did not get any good food, so it was a little embarrassing.

She wanted to help Xiao Qiangbing out of his predicament, but Fang Yitong's expression was dark. It seemed that if she made the decision on her own, Fang Yitong would not spoil him.

That was why Monika could only pretend to be asleep and rest, pretending not to see anything.

This was a tough situation for Xiao Qiangbing. The mountain path was not easy to walk on, and Liang Shuai did not even try to dodge when he saw the pit. He did not slow down at all and directly rushed over. Xiao Qiangbing was in so much pain that he said that his butt was broken into three pieces. In a while, he bumped his head. It was miserable beyond words. There was no place to complain about it.

At the international airport, Director Charles was busy.

The arrival of a large country's peacekeeping team was really unbearable for him. There were all kinds of preparations, at least welcoming ceremonies.

This fellow's impression of China wasn't good or bad, but it was just that matter, but the necessary personnel transport had to be done.

He stood on the greasy concrete floor and glanced at the colleagues behind him. He could not help but become anxious.

He had informed all these people to come to welcome him. Some were from the Peacekeeping Team, some were from the Peacekeeping Team, and some were from the Civil Police Team. Some were from the drug department, some were from the transport department, some were from different departments.

In this form, it could be summarized in one word: Routine!

Because many units were busy on duty and fighting the bandit soldiers, he called the officers and people in charge of the Crown Prince City over.

Among the welcoming crowd, Third Infantry Battalion Commander Delson and Company Commander Lance stood in the crowd. The military officer of Batie, Akkala, stood in the middle of the crowd, tidying up his beret as he tirelessly talked to his peers about the great China. . .

"Everyone, recently, the bandit forces of Fort Wenta have been cleared. The criminal organizations of Darkness Starlight have not restrained themselves at all. This damned madman is organizing criminal activities everywhere, assassinations, ambushes, and riots. All of them have begun.

Various intelligence reports show that they have locked onto the capital and many important areas. After the welcome ceremony. . . "

Director Charles stood in front of the welcoming team and spoke loudly. He waved his hand, giving off a very professional feeling.

Akkala's face suddenly became excited. He really wanted to raise his hand and say something to remind Director Charles that he should quickly transfer Xiao Qiangbing back. If that guy came back and the other team came, they would definitely attack the bandit.

However, Director Charles only glanced at him casually. He could vaguely see the logo of his military uniform and knew that he was an iron man. He glanced over and looked elsewhere again.

Akkala had special feelings for the Chinese, but others were different. For example, Delson and Lance came back together and found Charles. They wanted to take credit for it, but they did not expect the situation to change so quickly.

First, the Presidential Palace of the East Country sent a letter to praise Xiao Qiang Bing, a police officer, and then a report from the police regarding the interrogation of the bandits.

The data of the interrogation was detailed, including how Xiao Qiangbing and the local police station confiscated and how they acted. It was extremely detailed.

It was written in black and white. Many people said so. The one who was mentioned the most was Xiao Qiangbing, followed by Hobson and Adolf.

The highest wish of the peacekeeping headquarters was to push forward in the mission area. Be it Xiao Qiangbing or the local police, they had made outstanding contributions in this area. Even if Charles wanted to praise Delson and the others, there was nothing he could do.

"Director, do we have no other official business? Why do we have to wait so long? Please, it's too hot today. " Delson said with some grievance.

Charles also understood that he had thoughts about the China riot squad, but because of his feelings, he just nodded to indicate that he had heard it. At this moment, Lance began to speak in white:

"Everyone, I have only heard of the quality of the American national eagle national police force, especially their members. They are all very capable and tall. They are Asian countries, after all.

Only I, San Du, have a good image of my soldiers. Therefore, I think that they must be ugly, a bunch of third-rate fellows. "

"Lance, your confident colleague, I agree with part of what you said. From the performance of the individual members of this team, it shows that there are a lot of problems. They are definitely not a team that is worthy of our pride and pride!"

Charles remembered that ever since Xiao Qiangbing left, he did not follow his thoughts at all. He could not help but say his opinion.

This was not because the director was selfish and biased, but because there was no free lunch in this world without any relatives or relatives. No one would give you dignity and face when they saw you.

A lot of things were fought for. No place is an idealistic country.

The plane stopped steadily!

Charles brought a dozen or so people with him, including many reporters and cameramen.

"Geng Quan, step out!" The cabin slowly opened, and the National Peak seemed to have changed into a different person. Both of his hands were placed on his pants, appearing incomparably majestic, and his voice was vigorous and powerful.

Geng Quan's mission was now glorious. He slightly bent down and walked out of the cabin door. Standing on the spiral staircase, he looked forward and waved the national flag fiercely.

The bright national flag fluttered in the wind, shining in the glaring sky. It was awe-inspiring.

It was the first time that China had sent an established peacekeeping force into the country. In the eyes of the reporters, this was a live fish that shook the entire world.

A group of reporters immediately unfolded the "weapons" in their hands and aimed at this rare scene, preparing to film it.

A blonde, blue-eyed girl had just raised her long digital camera and was currently focusing on it. She had only taken two pictures. She was pushed away by the camera of a big-nosed male reporter beside her. This fellow clamored and said, "Please, it should be my turn. "

The guy's pair of blue eyes were pointed at the cabin door for a while. His face revealed a cunning look. He waited until Guo Feng and the rest went down the spiral staircase before he put down the camera. He looked down at the body of the plane and said lightly:

"God, why is there no battery? The indicator light was still on. "

It was that lady. She hated his unprofessional and rude attitude. She was so angry in her heart. You snatched the best seat, and you haven't taken it yet. [How precious is this picture?] However, they weren't familiar with each other, so she could only roll her eyes at him.

The woman stood there once, sat on the ground, and skillfully took out a portable laptop and a data cable. She connected it to the digital camera, held the laptop with both hands, and quickly sent out a piece of news:

(Quick News) China's stationed Helisville and police riot squad, which attracted the attention of many countries, arrived at the Mission Area.

Looking at the text less than 100 words and a picture with poor clarity and angle, she complained and looked at the stranger who had caused trouble earlier. She shook her head in disappointment and pressed the button.

The National Peak smiled and walked towards the crowd to meet Charles and the others.

But at this moment, under the support of radio waves and powerful internet signals, this short piece of news had already been forwarded and fermented on various big websites. Many people had seen this piece of news.

It would be fine if others saw it, but Director Chen, who was in our country's police headquarters, saw it.

He sat behind a large desk and listened to the secretary's introduction of this piece of news. His gaze was tightly locked onto it. He read it several times and said anxiously:

"Immediately fetch me the National Peak. My country's police force is going out. The country values it and the people pay attention to it. They have put so much effort into this matter. This is related to the country's peace responsibility and obligation, so make this little noise for me.

This is the weapon of the country, and since it's being used, it has to have momentum and momentum. What's going on with the National Peak? Hurry up and contact him! "