C259 Raise the Flag
"Little Ming, what if I don't ask you to take advantage of me and make you happy? What if you don't listen to me in the future?" Xiao Qiangbing had long discovered this fellow's greed. He thought to himself but did not expose him.
Looking at Xiao Qiangbing again, his entire body was covered in thick mud.
He had been running like this all the way and had been holding it in the trunk. The car was not sealed well, so it was not just a thick layer of mud. He could see two eyes on his face, and there were thick things in other places.
There were also some flying insects' corpses.
When the team arrived, he was very excited, just like a baby that was going to return to his mother's arms. He was anxious and anxious!
However, when he was right in front of him, he immediately recalled his current situation. In the past, he had only communicated with National Peak over the phone and had been frequently criticized. Now, he was in such a state. It would be inappropriate for him to go over and greet National Peak.
After Xiao Ming finished drawing his things, he looked up and down. He really could not tell what other valuable things he had. His gaze was locked on his head and he said, "Brother Qiang, the team sent a lot of things later on.
I brought them for you. Um, there's something. . . Leave the team to me. Think of something. "
This guy first took credit, but he definitely didn't say that he had given a lot of air travel subsidies, and that he had even given out air travel subsidies. Some of the top materials, such as T-shirts, were privately owned by him. He only said that he would help with something.
What could he help with?
Xiaoming wouldn't take care of small matters. Of course, he would create a commotion immediately.
Xiao Qiangbing had stayed in the Mission Area for a long time. After thinking for a while, he felt that the country, the mission, the loyalty. . .
And the image of the Chinese police was the most important. . . So, he slowly stared at the walkie-talkie hanging on Xiao Ming's shoulder and asked about the current situation of the team. He knew that they hadn't even finished transporting the goods. At most, they only had a laptop.
Thus, he and Little Ming whispered in each other's ears.
In the crowd of officers, the novelty was a little over. Delson, Lance, and the others' conversations were also a little boring.
To put it bluntly, they were already familiar with each other's faces, so they didn't need to be polite with each other.
Akkala was introducing the basic situation of the Mission Area to National Peak to remind him of something. Delson and the others were beginning to evaluate the situation of the Asian peacekeepers. They were talking about Japanese people transporting good equipment and Fey people being polite.
If Xiao Qiangbing heard this, he would definitely correct him by pointing at his nose. The Japanese did not have the right to send a large number of troops!
The ones from the Philippines who had the most output were maids and nannies. They were not tall, so how could they have influence and combat power?
As for the Khaganate, how many people in the audience shed tears because of a nonsensical plot? Take a look at which operation was led by them in the Mission Area.
Even the National Peak was displeased when they heard this. From time to time, they would turn around to look at their peers.
At this moment, Qin Wei, Executive Officer, walked over briskly and told National Peak what his team member, Zhao Xiaoming, had suggested:
He sang the national anthem and saluted the national flag! And parade!
The National Peak was currently on fire, and its mind was filled with all sorts of things. It was too late to ask any more questions, so it just casually asked, "What do you need me to do? You guys can arrange it. "
"Just sing the national anthem and stand at the front. That will do. "
A few minutes later, the team members who were holding their feet hurriedly put down their backpacks and quickly formed up.
The commander was the vice-captain, Meng Fei.
He had a tall and big body, and when he stood in front of the team, he looked even more imposing.
He looked at these members again. Their average age was 26 or 27 years old, and their average height was 1. 8 meters. All of them had dark red faces, and they were tall and sturdy. Their bodies emitted a rare aura of might from the military and police around the world. They looked straight ahead, and they looked imposing without being angry. Their bodies were made of steel, and their expressions were confident and heroic!
When they stood neatly on the flat ground, it immediately set off a huge aura!
Which of these team members did not have a body full of hard work? Which one of them was not a combat team member who had been pursuing combat strength for a long time?
Which one of them was undisciplined and upright? Delson, who had been looking at them with disdain, immediately showed a trace of surprise on his face.
He looked at the team members from top to bottom and saw their faces full of murderous intent. Their black faces and an invisible steel will attacked him. He immediately took a deep breath.
"Captain, the team has been assembled. Subject:
Raising the flag, singing the national anthem, the most sacred lesson of China's peacekeeping police, please give your instructions!"
Meng Fei organized the team and shouted the command to stand at attention. He rearranged the formation, turned around, and ran over. His arms were running, and his footsteps were bold and powerful. When he was five or six meters away from the National Peak, he stood at attention and reported.
The beginning of this report should be Comrade Captain. However, when he arrived at the Mission Area, he was afraid that the outsiders would misunderstand, so he could only change it to Sir. It could be considered as honorifics to the officer.
It was understandable!
The foreign troops did not have a political commissar or instructor, so many foreigners said that the position was done by the priest.
These few captains were even more outstanding in terms of their image quality. Not to mention Delson's level, even the elites of the Marine Corps were on par with them.
"This is too great. He is simply the outstanding representative of the entire Asian National Army and Police, Brother China. . . " Akkala was so excited that he was like a big boy as he naively shouted.
His words were immediately stopped by a serious voice.
It was Charles, "Didn't they want to raise the flag? That broken flagpole, how are they going to raise it?
What about the band? Do they have one?"
Charles's visit this time was just a routine, he didn't want to complicate things.
The reason why he said the broken flagpole next to him was because he felt that the Chinese wouldn't be able to do it. Besides, That flagpole had been useless for so many years, and no country had ever raised their flag here.
The reporters from all over the country had just walked to the exit and were walking under the watchtower.
When the female reporter from Finland heard the deafening sound coming from behind, she turned around and saw piles of steel-like majestic-looking team members gathering.
She turned around and left, not forgetting to call for her assistant, "A good show is about to begin. Take all the equipment and see what kind of news it is. "
The leader of the queue and the subordinate reported to him for instructions. The National Peak naturally treated him seriously. Without thinking, it gave a firm and forceful command: "Begin!"
However, after saying this, he looked at the bare ground. The ground was extremely hot and there was not even a building beside it. How was he supposed to raise the flag!?
If he sang the national anthem drily, and this was not a film series, it would inevitably make people feel that it was a little awkward and unnatural.
He saw Zhao Xiaoming standing behind a broken desk, fiddling with a laptop. When the captain saw him looking over, he immediately stood at attention and smiled at him, making an OK gesture.
Guo Feng looked at the laptop in front of him and didn't think clearly what it was doing.
"Raise the flag and sing the national anthem!" Meng Fei's voice pierced through the sky once again.
Geng Quan and Chen Xing walked over with the well-trained national flag team. Geng Quan held the national flag in his hands with a solemn face. Chen Xing and one of his team members were guarding the flag on both sides. They walked together first, and when they reached the designated position, they immediately walked in a uniform manner.
The whole team was walking in an orderly, powerful way. They waved their arms and kicked. The team of more than a hundred people was like a single person.
When they did it, they made swishing sounds.
The tattered flagpole and the bright national flag formed a sharp contrast. Everyone at the scene was silent. Many foreigners, including Delson and Charles, were extremely annoyed. "Why didn't we think of raising our own national flag here!"
