From Arms Dealer To King of War - Chapter 504

  Chapter 504 National Anthem

  ’Spurs’ and ‘Orange Cat’ saw that the boss wanted to lead Team A to open the way, they looked at each other, and called ten little blacks to rush over as pioneers, and took the initiative to stand at the front, pushing the crowded crowd away.

   Among the workers, those with organizational skills, such as Uncle Qing, began to call loudly to the young and strong to stand on both sides of the team, and to protect the elderly, injured, and women in the middle, and began to move forward with difficulty.

  French One-Eyed has seen too many parades in China. This is not the first time he has seen this kind of situation, but it is too rare for a group of people who are very strange to each other to unite while holding a red flag.

  The young and strong on both sides are like dams. No matter how the Libyan refugees attack, they are firmly guarding the two sides, preventing the people inside from being impacted.

Seeing that there are always people trying to get in at the tail of the team, and gradually showing signs of being scattered, ‘One Eye’ exchanged glances with his fellows, then hammered his helmet and said: “Let’s go, we are the ones who do this.” professional!”

  A **** man grinned and pulled out a telescopic stick, and said with a smile: “I like this place, because beating people won’t cause sequelae, haha…”

  ’One Eye’ explained to an old Serbian paratrooper who was in the formation, and led his buddies to catch up with the team, waving his stick, and dispersed a group of refugees who tried to mix into the Chinese crowd.

  When the “Iron Wall Mercenary Group” wiped out the last hope of the refugees, there was a burst of crying from the crowd, and then the atmosphere gradually began to change, and people began to become irritable…

  Choga can feel the change in the border atmosphere…

  Some women kept trying to push their children to Chinese workers, wanting them to take the children across the border.

   Several young people couldn’t hold back their begging and took the child, and they were immediately reprimanded by Lao Li severely, telling them to return the child to the women.

Seeing those women clasping their hands together and begging for help from the people of Huaguo, Qiao Jia frowned tightly, angrily pushed away a refugee who was trying to drag him away, and then saw a group of people guarding the border standing terrorists.

  A guy wearing a turban stood on the roof of a car, waved an AK and roared loudly: “No one wants to leave, this is your country, and you all have to stay and build here.”

Speaking of which, this guy pulled the trigger and shot a shuttle towards the sky, then pointed at the corpses hanging on the second floor of the checkpoint, grinned and shouted: “Go home, someone will arrange work for you, otherwise these He is your role model.”

  As if to prove what the boss said, a group of fanatical terrorists raised their guns and fired at the corpses hanging in mid-air.

  The bullets made blood holes in the corpses, and those corpses were beaten to pieces in a short while.

  Choga never dreamed that someone would be so stupid?

  In front of so many P·B soldiers, what is the operation of emptying the bullets in the gun?

   These people are used to using civilians as their barriers, and they are used to the constraints of the regular army. They feel that no one dares to hurt them at this time.

   But they were wrong this time…

“boom”

  Joga raised his gun and blasted the head of the complete terrorist…

   “Kill them all!”

  Following Qiaojia’s order, P·B’s men raised their rifles at the same time, and started shooting at a group of terrorists who were arrogant and domineering just a second ago.

   There are only more than 30 terrorists, while there are more than 20 on P·B’s side, and they are well-equipped.

  How miserable are the corpses abused by them, how miserable are these terrorists now!

  Ayou stood at the front like a future soldier, and the machine gun in her hand was like an iron whip whipping all the space where the terrorists were active.

  The pickup truck of the terrorists was riddled with holes under the machine gun fire. A few terrorists huddled behind the car wailed and clutched their wounds and fell to the ground begging for mercy, but they didn’t get the slightest mercy.

  Joga and the others surrounded him in a semicircle, and shot at anyone who showed signs of life…

Seeing the dispute over the border between a Chinese with glasses and a guy wearing a turban, Choga pointed to the border checkpoint on the Libyan side and shouted: “Spurs, orange cats, take people up to search, control this place …”

   As he said that, Choga put down his rifle and strode towards the Egyptian border…

Seeing that the man in glasses was tightly holding onto the arm of the man in the turban to prevent him from making a call, Joe Galliso pulled out his pistol and shot the man in the turban in the head, and then stretched out his hand to the man in glasses whose face was covered in blood. Said: “Hi, I’m a jackal!”

  The man in glasses wiped the blood and brains from his face, trying hard to calm himself down.

  Looking at the terrorist who was blackmailing him a moment ago, with a big hole in his head, the man with glasses tremblingly held Qiaojia’s hand and said, “Hello, my name is Zhang Ping’an, diplomat…”

   Qiaojia didn’t have time to listen to his self-introduction. After the terrorists were killed, the scene became a little out of control.

  Strongly helped Zhang Ping’an up, dragged him to the checkpoint in Egypt, Qiaojia said loudly: “Tell them, let our people pass quickly…”

As he said that, Qiaojia took out several rolls of banknotes, distributed one roll to everyone who looked like an officer, and finally patted a roll of big bills on the window of the border officer, bent down to look at a person with a small The middle-aged man with a beard said in a deep voice: “Ten minutes, let all the Chinese pass by, and I will give you the same amount…”

A roll of one-hundred-yuan bills is 5,000 yuan. After negotiating with the Chinese embassy, ​​the border officer decisively picked up the banknotes, then pushed the door and stood at the gate, holding a seal in his hand, loudly Greeting: “Come here, come here, come to me…”

  Seeing that the situation exceeded his expectations, Zhang Ping’an didn’t discuss with Qiaojia whether it was in compliance with the rules, but shouted loudly at the Chinese team: “Hold up the national flag and passport, hurry up, let’s go home!”

   Following Zhang Pingan’s roar, the first batch of Chinese workers passed the border smoothly.

   But the commotion of those refugees is starting to get a little out of control…

  People are like that, when they think they are hopeless, they drag other people into the water with them.

  P·B’s manpower is too small. When the Spurs and Orange Cat led people to control the checkpoint, their manpower was even less.

   No matter how the members of the Iron Wall Mercenary Group swing their sticks, they can’t stop the impact of the refugees.

  Some workers’ passports were snatched from red flags, someone had a baby in their arms, someone’s luggage was kicked over and robbed…

  When several women screamed and cried because of the stolen passports, the refugees became even more excited…

  They feel that as long as they tear off the passports of the Chinese, they can mix in the team to cross the border.

   More people began to rush to **** the passports of the Chinese people, and squeezed into the Chinese team at the same time.

   It is impossible for Choga to shoot at the refugees at this time, but if this kind of thing continues, a stampede will definitely happen.

   Just when he was about to rush over to help, a rough roar suddenly sounded from the group of workers: “Damn it, I don’t want my passport, sing the national anthem!

   Pull your hands up so they don’t touch the wounded. “

   “Arise, you who will not be slaves…”

  Watching Uncle Qing beat down two refugees, and then formed a human wall with the people around him arm in arm, singing the national anthem to let the women and the wounded go first…

   Qiaojia turned around and found the border officer, stuffed him with two more rolls of banknotes, and said, “Have you heard that? It’s the national anthem of Huaguo. Anyone who can sing it will be allowed to sing. Let’s talk about the rest!”

  The border officer glanced at the staff of the Chinese embassy guarding the border. He pressed the banknotes in his pocket, nodded heavily and said: “No problem, let them pass, quickly…”

  When the Chinese team started to set off again, and they were not stopped because they lost their passports, the refugees completely lost their energy.

   They dare not rush through the customs, because the Egyptian army has repeatedly proved that they are not joking.

  The men sat on the ground dejectedly, looking at Egypt with numb eyes.

  The women have not given up yet. They follow the Chinese team, begging for a little help.

  Those young children were stuffed into the queue as cargo, but were quickly detained at the pass.

  Most mothers in this world would not want to lose their children, but war and terrorist rule make them feel hopeless.

  They don’t even know what it’s like in Egypt. They only know that there is no war there, and they only hope that their children can grow up in a peaceful country.

  Niss had a gloomy face, and walked to Choga’s side amidst the high-pitched national anthem…

  Looking numbly at the kneeling women and crying children, Nisi turned to Qiaojia and said, “I want to leave here…”

  Choga was stunned for a moment, then suddenly hugged Niss into his arms with distress, and said, “No, we will help them!”

  Nice trembled and said, “You can’t help, there are too many of them…”

  Joga put his chin on the top of Nice’s head, and looked at a girl whose face was covered in black and ash, who was estimated to be only about 2 years old, walking barefoot on the gravel ground and crying…

   “War, we are professionals!

  There are many refugees, but I have more friends, so it’s just a preview of Iraq, as long as you are willing to spend money, it doesn’t take much…”

   As he spoke, Choga held Niss’s face in both hands, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: “Niss Mansoor, we are human beings, not machines.

   Just tell me, do you want to help them? “

Niss froze for a moment, nodded subconsciously, and just about to say something, he saw Choga took out the satellite phone with a smile, dialed it and said, “Hello Haftar, I’m from P·B Boss Jackal, I’m on the border of Libya and Egypt right now.

  You need someone to help you fight the war. I can help you take down Bairdie and build a humanitarian channel.

  This is Afika, you should know what kind of company P·B is!

  I can do what I say, what can you give me? “

  (end of this chapter)