From arms dealer to king of war

The 'Spurs' and 'Orange Cats' saw their boss trying to lead Team A to clear the way. They looked at each other and called ten black men to rush over as spearheads. They took the initiative to stand at the front and push away the crowded crowd.

Those with organizational skills among the workers, such as Uncle Qing, began to shout loudly to the young people to guard on both sides of the team, protecting the elderly, injured, and women in the middle, and began to move forward with difficulty.

Frenchman One-Eye has seen too many demonstrations in the country. This is not the first time he has seen this situation, but it is too rare for a group of strangers to unite together holding red flags.

The young men on both sides were like dams. No matter how the Libyan refugees attacked, they stayed firmly on both sides to protect those on the inside from the impact.

Seeing that there were always people at the end of the team trying to get into it, and there were gradually signs of dispersion, 'One Eye' looked at each other, then hammered his helmet, and said: "Let's go, we are the ones doing this." professional!"

A big black man pulled out a telescopic stick with a grin, and said with a smile: "I just like it here, because there will be no sequelae of beating people, haha..."

‘One Eye’ told an old Serbian paratrooper who was setting up a position, and led his men to catch up with the team. He waved his stick and dispersed a group of refugees who were trying to blend into the Chinese crowd.

When the 'Iron Wall Mercenary Group' extinguished 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...

Qiao Jia can feel the change in the atmosphere on the border...

Some women kept trying to give their children to Chinese workers so they could take them across the border.

Several young people couldn't help begging and took over the children, and immediately encountered a severe reprimand from Lao Li, asking them to return the children to the women.

Seeing the women clasping their hands and pleading for help from the Chinese, Qiao Jia frowned tightly and angrily pushed away a refugee who tried to pull him away. Then he saw a group of people guarding the border for inspection. standing terrorist.

A guy wearing a turban stood on the roof of a car, brandishing an AK and roaring loudly: "No one can leave, this is your country, you all have to stay and build here."

As he said this, the guy pulled the trigger and fired a shot into the sky, then pointed at the corpses hanging on the second floor of the checkpoint, grinned and shouted: "Go home, everyone, someone will arrange work for you, otherwise these He is an example to us.”

As if to confirm the boss's words, a group of fanatical terrorists raised their guns and fired at the corpses hanging in the air.

The bullets made bloody holes in the corpses, and the corpses were beaten to pieces within a short time.

Qiao Jia never imagined that someone could be so stupid?

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

These people have become accustomed to using civilians as a barrier and to the restraints of the regular army. They feel that no one dares to harm them at this time.

But they got it wrong this time...

"boom"

Qiao Jia raised his gun and blew out the head of a complete terrorist...

"Kill them all!!"

Following Qiao Jia's order, P.B.'s men simultaneously raised their rifles 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 P·B has more than 20, and they are well-equipped.

How miserable the corpses they abused were, how miserable these terrorists are now! !

Ayu stood at the front like a future warrior, and the machine gun in her hand was like an iron whip lashing all the space where the terrorists could move.

The terrorist's pickup truck was riddled with holes under machine gun fire. Several terrorists huddled behind the truck wailed and fell to the ground, clutching their wounds and begging for mercy, but they did not receive the slightest mercy.

Qiao Jia and the others surrounded them in a semicircle, and quickly fired at any guy with signs of life...

Seeing a dispute between a Chinese man wearing glasses and a guy wearing a turban on the other side of the border, Qiaojia pointed at the border checkpoint on the Libyan side and shouted: "Spurs, Orange Cats, take people up to search and control this place." …”

Saying that, Qiao Jia put down his rifle and strode to the Egyptian border...

Seeing the man with glasses tightly holding the arm of the man with turban to prevent him from making a phone call, Joe Gallisso pulled out his pistol and shot the man in turban in the head, then stretched out his hand to the man with glasses whose face was covered with blood. Said: "Hello, I am Jackal!!"

The man with glasses wiped the blood and brain matter from his face and tried hard to calm down.

Seeing the terrorist who was blackmailing him a moment ago with a big hole in his head, the man with glasses held Qiao Jia's hand tremblingly and said: "Hello, my name is Zhang Pingan, diplomacy..."

Qiao Jia had no time to listen to him announcing his home address. After the terrorists were killed, the situation became a bit out of control.

He helped Zhang Pingan up hard and pulled him to the checkpoint on the Egyptian side. Qiao Jia said loudly: "Tell them to let our people pass quickly..."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia took out several rolls of banknotes and gave one to everyone who looked like an officer. Finally, he slapped a roll of large banknotes at the border officer's window, bent down and looked at a man with a small hair inside. The middle-aged man with a beard said in a deep voice: "Ten minutes, let all the Chinese pass by, I will give you the same amount..."

A roll of hundred-dollar bills was worth 5,000 yuan. After having already negotiated with the Chinese Embassy, ​​the border officer decisively picked up the bills, pushed the door open and stood at the gate, holding a seal in his hand and shouting loudly Greeting: "Come here, come here, come to me..."

Zhang Ping'an saw that the situation was beyond his expectation. He did not discuss with Qiao Jia whether it was in compliance with the rules. Instead, he shouted loudly at the Chinese team: "Put up the national flag and passport, hurry, let's go home!!" "

With Zhang Pingan's roar, the first batch of Chinese workers successfully passed the border.

But the commotion of those refugees began to get a little out of control...

People are like that, when they feel they are hopeless, they will drag others into the water with them.

P·B's manpower was too small. After the Spurs and Orange Cats took people to control the checkpoint, their manpower became even less.

No matter how much the Iron Wall Mercenary Group waved their sticks, they could not stop the onslaught of refugees.

Some workers had their passports with red flags snatched away, some had an extra child in their arms, some had their luggage kicked over and robbed...

When several women screamed and cried because their passports were taken away, the refugees became even more excited...

They felt that as long as they tore off the Chinese passports, they could blend in with the queue and cross the border.

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

It is impossible for Qiao Jia to shoot at the refugees at this time, but if this kind of thing is allowed to continue, a stampede will definitely occur.

Just when he was about to rush over to help, a rough roar suddenly rang out from the group of workers: "Fuck, I don't want my passport anymore, sing the national anthem!!

Pull your hands up so they don't touch the wounded. "

"Rise up, you who do not want to be slaves..."

Watching Uncle Qing knock down two refugees, and then forming a human wall with the people around him, singing the national anthem loudly to let the women and the wounded go first...

Qiao Jia turned around and found the border officer. He stuffed two more rolls of banknotes into him and said, "Did you hear that? That is the national anthem of China. Anyone who can sing it is allowed to sing. Let's talk about the rest!!"

The border officer glanced at the Chinese embassy staff guarding the border. He pressed the banknotes in his pocket, nodded heavily and said, "No problem, let them pass, hurry up..."

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

They would not dare to break through the border, because the Egyptian army has proven many times that it is not a joke.

The men sat on the ground dejectedly, looking numbly towards Egypt.

The women did not give up yet. They followed the Chinese team and kept begging for some help.

Those young children were stuffed into the team like goods, but were quickly detained at the pass.

Most mothers in this world would not be willing to abandon their children, but war and the rule of terrorists make them desperate.

They don't even know what it is like over there in Egypt. They only know that there is no war there. They just hope that their children can grow up in a peaceful country.

With a gloomy face, Nice walked to Qiao Jia's side amid the high-pitched national anthem...

Looking with numb eyes at the women kneeling to pray and the crying children, Nice turned in the direction of Qiao Jia and said: "I want to leave here..."

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly he hugged Nice into his arms with some distress and said: "No, let's help them!!"

Nice's body trembled and he said, "You can't help, there are too many of them..."

Qiao Jia put his chin on the top of Nice's head and looked at a girl whose face was covered with black and gray, probably only about 2 years old, walking barefoot on the gravel-filled ground and crying...

"When it comes to fighting, we are professionals!!

There are many refugees, but I have more friends. It’s just a preview of Iraq. As long as you are willing to spend money, it won’t cost you anything..."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia held Nice's face in his hands, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "Nice Mansour, we are humans, not machines.

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

Niss was stunned for a moment, nodded subconsciously, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Qiaojia smiling and taking out the satellite phone. After dialing, he said: "Hello Haftar, I'm from P.B. Boss Jackal, I am now at the border of Libya and Egypt.

You need people to help you fight the war. I can help you capture Baierdi and establish a humanitarian channel.

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

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