C357 Iron Sentinel

"Dude, that's what they always do. As long as they're here, we can only follow them.

Sigh, I really don't understand. Meeting them is like meeting a disaster. I don't know how to write each mission report. "

Lieutenant Lance of the Triple Infantry Battalion beside him was very annoyed.

They were all colleagues who had received the notice last night to check on the China riot squad's work. Charles had arranged it this way. There was also another layer of deeper meaning behind it.

Major Akkala of Batie, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, was likely to set up camp around Golden Sunshine Street.

In the past, they were all stationed at other places. Now, according to Charles and the others' analysis, the people of the Dark Starlight Organization were likely to start a large-scale operation in Crown Prince City right away.

The headquarters was located on the east side of the city center. The main government department of the presidential palace was located on the west side. If a few peacekeeping forces were focused on the south side of the golden sun,

They would be able to perform better on their left and right.

No matter where an emergency occurred, they would be able to provide assistance quickly.

Through the matter of Silver Fox Town, Xiao Qiangbing had already become a nail in their eyes. As long as this fellow participated in the operation, there would be no one else to worry about. They could only be a bystander.

However, Major Akkala did not think so. He looked at the south with a solemn expression and his heart had already flown there.

In his heart, Xiao Qiangbing was a symbol. He represented China, and he represented China.

In his opinion, the operation in Silver Fox Town was simply perfect. President Hussein had given him a high evaluation and commendation. To a certain extent, it was a praise for all the peacekeepers. If they were broad-minded, they could totally feel proud.

The car had already arrived in front of the camp area. Adams could see the dilapidated sentry tower at the entrance from afar.

On top of the sentry tower, two fully armed team members were standing there, looking over from afar.

They were Huang Guzhu and Zhao Xiaoming.

These two guys had done a good job: strictly carrying out the duty of a sentry, interrogating all people close to the camp.

Charles got out of the car. He was loose and loose, putting on the airs of a leader. As he explained the situation to Adams, he walked forward. "Sir, this place is not bad.

The scenery is beautiful and far away from the city. Look. . . "

They had already walked to the front and clearly saw the two sentinels in the outpost. Charles deliberately glanced at them, indicating that they should come down to welcome them.

It was not easy for Yellow Root Pillar to have an opportunity to show off his mighty image. He stood like a flagpole, looking straight ahead, like a war god.

Zhao Xiaoming kept raising his butt, his eyes moving back and forth. He looked at the officials below and whispered, "Yuanzhu, you should cooperate well later. Let's let them know a little better, so that they won't come and harass us in the morning. It's as if we can't do it and bully them. Look, they didn't take anything.

Is there such a way to express their condolences? "

"Ah, ah, what are they? What level are they?

It should be the Chief of the Department of Supervision, right? Qiang Zi said. No need to be polite. Be more ruthless. "

Huang Yuanzhu's face twitched a few times before he said something.

He watched as they walked forward again. Zhao Xiaoming suddenly moved forward and aimed at the empty space in front of them. He warned them coldly:

"Stop! This is China's riot squad, what are they doing?

Stop, stop moving. . . "

This fellow spoke in English and spoke much more fluently than the sports commentator. He is very magnetic, but that doesn't sound like it. Charles was stunned when he heard that. He looked left and right, and when he looked at it, he saw that the beret was crooked. It made Lieutenant Lance, who was beside him, give him a meaningful look.

"Ah, you two come down from the headquarters. We need to check your equipment. And. . . Where's your commander? Come out! "

Who in this Mission Area doesn't know Director Charles? If he went somewhere else, Someone would have run away long ago! He came out to welcome them and immediately served them steaming hot coffee, treating them well.

His mind was filled with doubts. Sir Adams looked at the place with a solemn expression. However, he was thinking anxiously in his heart:

"This place hasn't been here for a few years. It's south of the city, close to the sea. There's a gas station and a temporary airport next to it.

Further away are international airports and military airports. In strategic locations. . . "

After analyzing until now, he remembered that this place had been idle for several years. He suddenly felt a chill on his back and felt a trace of fear.

"This place must be strengthened. It must be able to defend and attack. It must nurture a mobile force to rush into the city at any time to launch a powerful attack on the enemy. Hmm. . . " Adams thought about this place. His sword-like eyebrows slowly relaxed and his determination slowly settled down.

He fixed his suit, wanting to call his image Zhuang Zhong. With this tug on his tie, he pulled on the wound on his back, and immediately a burst of pain came from the old wound.

As for Charles, when he saw that the two sentinels did not buy it, He was so angry that his clothes were trembling. Alito relied on his former duty at headquarters to discuss duties and familiarize himself with the commanders of each team. He rushed over in a few steps and pointed at his clothes. He shouted with a mouth full of dissatisfaction: "Headquarters headquarters, the clothes are the same as yours. . . They are from the same industry, a family. Hurry up and call your people down to welcome them. "

They had never encountered such a situation before. They felt as if they were being looked down upon and immediately became unhappy.

Zhao Xiaoming looked at him with a blind eye and thought to himself, "Old man, I won't give you guys something real. Can you guys know Xiaoming? Tsk tsk. No way. Qiangzi ordered. It's fine to be fierce, but you can't be too fierce. "

Thinking of this, he slowly raised the muzzle of his gun and aimed it in front of Charles's feet. He pointed his palm at the bulletproof glass beside him and snapped, "What about this one? We are sentinels. There are only good people and bad people in front of us. Do you see that?

Last night, a few guys pretended to be good people in the middle of the night. . . "

This guy recounted what happened in the middle of the night with just a few words. Before he could say anything, Huang Yuanzhu suddenly made a shooting pose and raised his palm. He tapped lightly and warned in a serious manner: "I'll count to three. If you haven't been notified by the team, you will be regarded as unidentified personnel. This outpost is not obligated, and cannot go down to check your documents. The outpost is the position, safety first. Be on guard against sneak attacks. . . "

After he finished speaking, he let out a long sigh of relief. He kept sighing in his heart that he could actually say such serious and scary words. However, when he finished speaking, he realized that Zhao Xiaoming, the only listener, did not react at all.

Then, he looked down. Charles and the others were whispering to each other in puzzlement. They did not take him seriously at all. This guy was really anxious. He pulled out a bomb with one hand and knocked it on the fence. He said fiercely:

"Damn it, this is forcing me. . . "

Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly remembered that what he said was satisfying. But in a moment of desperation, he was speaking Mandarin. The people below could not understand him at all.

It was fortunate that Captain Mimi got out of the car and called Qin Wei Wei as he walked.

From her expression, it seemed that she had already communicated with him. Someone was coming to pick him up.

Zhao Xiaoming heard some movement in the walkie-talkie. He picked it up and heard that it was someone from headquarters. With a gun in one hand, he pointed at Charles and said disdainfully:

"Go, go. Remember to greet the sentinels in the future. If not, who knows you?"

Charles looked at Adams several times in a row. He had long since remembered that Adams was like a hot pan ant. He had walked four to five meters away. When he was almost in front of the sentry tower, he finally could not hold it in anymore and looked up at the two fellows who did not know what to do.

Annoyed, they said, "Listen up, both of you. I guarantee that you will be fired in an hour. I will make you squid. "