C638 It Was Extremely Strange

Foster arranged for Clyde and the others to continue guarding the outpost.

Of course, he would also leave them with sufficient ammunition. He also found some citizens to help clean up the battlefield and immediately rushed back to the southern command post.

"It's a very rare thing. I really didn't expect that Clayde would be so brave. If it wasn't for his persistence, all the bandits would have already charged in. "

On the way back, Foster suddenly felt some sort of power.

Although he was still a newcomer in a complicated environment, who wouldn't be happy with a great opportunity like defeating the bandits in front of a great enemy?

In his opinion, as long as he reported this news to Jeffrey and the others, Jeffrey would definitely report it to the entire city and reward Du Dehua and the others who had bravely fought in the desert. After all, they had made so many contributions in order to protect the city.

He even thought of this point. In Silver Fox Town, in order to show the importance of peace and quiet, Xiao Qiangbing suggested building a peace statue for the two youths who were killed to warn the world.

When he excitedly rushed to the large tent in the command center, he heard noises coming from inside. Commander Thomas angrily opened the curtain and came out.

"Commander, I'm back. The card point in the west was really dangerous just now. The poor Captain Dudhua has been sent to the hospital. This guy was not very alert at first, but later he acted very tenaciously. . . " Foster stood in front of him and said.

The two of them have been fighting side by side for quite some time. Their personalities were similar and they were very dedicated. They could be considered good friends who had a common consensus at work.

In Thomas' opinion, his expression indicated that he had definitely won a war. He should have congratulated him properly, but he was in no mood at all. He forced himself to raise his head and said with a sorrowful tone:

"Okay, Foster, take care. They are asking me to patrol and supervise the various card points. Oh no, morning is the beginning of a day. Is the command center researching and attacking the bandits in the south?"

Then, he looked at Foster, who looked like he wanted to say something but stopped himself. He seemed to be a little heartless. He lowered his head and walked. It was not until he had walked more than one meter that he slowed down and reminded him in a low voice.

"Brother, be careful. They are researching how to deal with you. . . "

"Deal with me? Please, my brothers' lives were almost lost there. "

Foster wanted to turn around and ask in detail, but when he heard this, he immediately stood there blankly. He lowered his head and looked at the foot of the mantou that he had been killed by the bandits. His mouth was wide open.

He braced himself and went in. First, Vice Mayor Marlin said that he was worried: The situation at the sentry post in the northwest was very bad. The police officers in charge of guarding were not very vigilant, and they were mixed in by the bandits. There was a serious crossfire between the two sides, and it was inevitable that there would be a stab - The bandit soldiers. . .

This would then lead to the other party's crazy revenge.

These words were completely different from what Foster had expected. His eyes were wide open and he understood everything. His mouth moved and his mouth moved. It seemed like he was about to defend himself. But Jeffrey said:

"Foster, in my opinion, you should understand the strategic intentions of the command center. The situation is very complicated now. There are two things that can be confirmed. First,

We must rely on the Peacekeeping Team, or we will not be able to repel the attack of the Feral Tiger Organization. Second, even if the members of the United Team come, they will leave after taking care of the matters here. So. . . "

Jeffrey said as he spread out his hands, making it seem very difficult to make things difficult for others.

Foster's heart was burning with anger. He thought to himself, "You damn officers always say that the situation is complicated and very complicated. Many of the complication was created by you.

Why? Why? You've caused a lot of trouble yourself, and you even put the trouble on your subordinates. "

The rest of the things were even more inconceivable. Just now, Special Gate arranged for them to go to Yellow River International Hotel to investigate the situation of the attack there.

The situation was urgent. The bandits outside the city were attacking at any time. He should stay at the frontline fortification to deal with it at any time.

When he brought up this idea, Guntherman naturally reprimanded him.

In Foster's view, Jeffrey and Gantry would discuss everything in secret. He was an outsider to begin with, so there was no point in saying any more. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then finally held it in. He took his gun and left.

When he was almost at the door, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to report:

"Director, 8: 15, you must cooperate with headquarters' aerial operations, this. . . "

In his view, this was a very important matter. Yesterday when he was communicating with Lawrence, it was him and Guild Leader Thomas. Now that Thomas was patrolling the city and he was going to investigate the case, the aerial operations could not be delayed at all.

"My deputy director, there is a municipal officer for this kind of matter, as well as me, the director. What, what do you mean by that?" Guntherman was shocked at first, but he immediately started to criticize him in a strange way.

Foster walked out of the tent. When he saw that his brothers were still waiting, he was about to complain, but when he saw police officer Hasse, he quickly waved and called him over.

Hasse was his confidant who had been arranged to organize the police officers to retreat at a critical moment. After giving some instructions in a low voice, he went to Yellow River International Hotel.

Yellow River International Hotel was located in a bustling area in the center of the city. Not far away, there was a commercial street filled with peddlers from all over the country. It was just an ordinary yard. The tall wall had a barbed wire, and there were four security guards patrolling at the entrance.

At that moment, Boss Wang Ming and his wife's bodies were already on the ground, covered in blood. The wounds had already been cleaned with alcohol, and a few people were busy discussing how to send the ashes back to China.

About a dozen or so people had been kidnapped during the attack at dawn. Fortunately, the police had rushed over later, and after a crossfire, the bandits hadn't been able to completely succeed.

Among the group of people, Foster was different from other policemen. He seemed to be more sympathetic. He tidied his dirty police uniform and gun, took a few steps forward, and came to the body. He bowed his head and said in a deep voice:

"Respected Chinaman friend, I am Foster. I am sorry for not being able to protect you. I hope that your souls. . . "

A few of Wang Ming's and Wang Ming's relatives were crying sadly next to him, so Foster naturally had to go over and ask for his condolences. The remaining police officers gathered together and began to grumble in low voices.

"It's really puzzling. Brothers clearly succeeded in taking the risk, so why would the superiors treat us like this?"

"Brother, is there something wrong with your eyesight? The leaders clearly don't want this kind of victory, so they are willing to hide in their nests and try their best not to create big rules with the bandits. Rush. . . Rush. . . "

"I heard that even the head of the guards, Thomas, was sent away. When the two of them left, the leaders started doing dirty things and became even more unscrupulous. "