In Liberia, the difference between peacekeepers and bandits is that they will not blatantly rob you and forcibly sell you something, such as Smith whom Lin Qing met at the airport, and some who charge some tolls, which is the white officer in front of Lin Qing.

After getting the peacekeepers, Lin Qing closed the cargo compartment and returned to the armored car, and the convoy continued to move forward.

There were also many black refugees on both sides, and many of them still wanted to get close to the convoy and wanted to get something.

One of the mercenaries who killed the gods in the dark opened the window of the car directly, and a shuttle of bullets hit the black men not far in front of their feet, bringing up a cloud of dust.

The frightened blacks retreated, they were not afraid of the peacekeepers, they knew that those people would only scare them, and as long as they did not take the initiative to attack them, they would at most shoot empty guns in the sky.

But the guards of these convoys are not the peacekeepers who need to abide by military discipline, and they are killed without blinking an eyelid.

The black refugees watched with reluctance, until the convoy left the refugee area, left the city of Monrovia, drove into the desert ahead, and disappeared from their sight, and then slowly returned to their tents, staring blankly, waiting for the next international aid.

Leaving the city of Monrovia, the convoy entered a vast desert that was becoming desertified, with a potholed road leading deep into the desert.

On both sides of the road, there are some cars that have become scrap metal, and some bones are visible in the desert.

The convoy had been moving forward for less than half an hour before it ran into trouble.

General Biaria sat on a huge rock, holding an AK47 in his hand, a large cigar in his mouth and a large sunglasses, and behind him stood one or two hundred black men with various weapons gathered on both sides of the road.

There were a few miscellaneous stones and woods in the middle of the road, blocking the road, waiting for Lin Qing's arrival.

After a while, a black man came running from a sand dune and shouted, "Head, head, here they are, here they are, here they are, but, but, but."

Before the black man finished speaking, a gunshot was remembered in the desert: "Damn, how many times have I said it, call me General, call me General, call me General Ria!"

After speaking, General Ria raised his gun very frantically, fired a shuttle of bullets into the sky frantically, and then stared at his subordinates behind him viciously: "I'll say it one last time, you, you will call me General in the future, does the general know?" General Riya! We are freedom fighters, not bandits, get it? ”

"Yes, General."

Some timid blacks had been frightened by Ria's crazy face, and trembling to show that they knew.

General Ria nodded with satisfaction, enjoying everyone's fearful eyes on him: "By the way, the one who let go of the wind didn't finish his words?" Our guests are coming? But what? But did they bring a bunch of beautiful women to comfort us? Hahahaha. ”

Little Libby looked at the crazy General Ria, reached the medicine bottle, and said cautiously: "General, it's time to take medicine."

Ria was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, grabbed the medicine from Little Libby, and threw it into her mouth.

Seeing that General Ria finished taking the medicine, little Libby breathed a sigh of relief, he was safe again, the general took the medicine, you are a gang leader, you have to be a general, isn't this a disease?

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The eyes of all the people in the Night Killing God Mercenary Group suddenly became vigilant, Bai Qi and Black Night looked at each other, and took out the walkie-talkie: "Everyone pay attention, there may be trouble ahead, check my weapons and prepare for battle."

The sound of gunfire in the distance did not evade these mercenaries killed in the rain of bullets, and everyone's originally lazy expressions began to become serious, and they carefully checked the ammunition in an orderly manner.

Lin Qing's bodyguards were not as strong as them, after all, the gap between the soldiers who grew up in a peaceful environment and the veterans tempered in the war was still quite large, and only Sanshui and Li Baichi found the abnormality.

Although the mercenaries fight for money, money is supreme, but their fighting quality is not to say, the soldiers who have survived the war are sensitive to the sound of gunfire is unusual to ordinary people, from hearing the gunfire to now, in less than 20 seconds, they have loaded their weapons, put the chain of machine gun bullets, and began to be vigilant.

Not far ahead, there was a corner of the road, and a small hill blocked everyone's sight, and when the convoy slowly approached, everyone clenched the weapons in their hands a little nervously, and Lin Qing held a rifle in his hand, aiming outside from the shooting hole.

The corner of the road was clearly a paradise for crime, a paradise for bandits, the ruins of a dozen cars of all kinds piled up on both sides of the road, and the corpses of some people, some of which had become white bones and were slowly weathered, some of which had just rotted for a short time, and a few vultures were eating.

African vultures are not afraid of people, and they have evolved a magical ability to distinguish the sound of gunfire, and when a gun is fired, the surrounding vultures will swarm and hover in the sky, waiting to eat.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen vultures hovering in the sky around the corner.

The night lit a cigarette, looked at the vultures hovering in the sky, and an extremely calm tone came out of the walkie-talkie: "Prepare for battle."

The mercenaries began to open the insurance one after another, and the two Russian men climbed directly into the pickup truck, racked up the machine guns on the pickup, and dragged a long chain of bullets.

The machine guns on the armored vehicles were also operated by mercenaries, and the original machine gunners held a rifle to the shooting hole, and the fighting people had a natural fanaticism for war, and whenever the battle came, it was very excited.

The excited roar of the Russians "Ula, Ula" kept coming from the walkie-talkie, which made Lin Qing's blood boil when he heard it (the white members of the Night God Killing Mercenary Group are all Russians).

The convoy came around the corner, and a large group of black people appeared in front of them, and all kinds of debris were placed in the middle of the road to prevent the vehicles from speeding up and escaping directly.

General Ria sat on the stone very arrogantly, waiting for Lin Qing's arrival, but when he saw the armored car driving out of the corner, his whole expression had become more ugly than that of his dead wife.

"Why didn't anyone tell me that they had armored vehicles? Why, why? Do you want to kill me? ”

General Ria carried Little Libby and roared at him angrily, feeling very annoyed by the incompetence of his opponent in his heart, the other party was protected by armored vehicles, and he brought such a few people to rob, isn't this looking for death?

Little Libi was very aggrieved in his heart, what does this have to do with himself, the first person to report to you jumped directly in the city, and the second person who let off the wind also gave you a shot to jump, how did he know that there was an armored car on the other side?

General Ria, who may have realized that something was wrong with him, let go of Little Libby and looked at the other black man: "Little Russell, do we have weapons to take down that damn armored car?"

Russell nodded tremblingly: "General, we have two RPGs, no problem."

After hearing the satisfactory reply, General Ria returned to his arrogant nature, waved his big hand, and rushed over with a group of black men, Russell shouted a few words in front of two black men in the back, and the two black men each held an RPG, slowly aiming at the armored car at the head of the convoy.