Most sincere friendships come from the tempering of blood and fire.

The 37th United Nations Rescue Operations Group has been running on the African savannah for nearly 16 hours, and the blazing sun will evaporate the last little moisture left on the savannah during the dry season. The 36th Joint Rescue Operation Group, which had set out earlier, had been missing for nearly 36 hours, and the local government forces had not been able to get in touch with the United Nations Rescue Command in a timely manner.

"The extremist group has taken control of almost all the villages and towns near the medical research center, and the only access is still in the hands of government forces for the time being, but a large number of equipment and research materials are still trapped in this medical research center." Zhang San (Zhang Tian, the leader of the 37th Rescue Operation Team - Zhang Dashan's father) read the operation information again, and muttered angrily, "Why did you go earlier, I knew why I didn't evacuate sooner if I couldn't hold it." ”

"The French team (the 36th Joint Rescue Operation Group) didn't say a word when they went in, and there was a sound of stones thrown into the river,, let's just carry our guns forward like this, and we don't know whether it's a tiger or a cat in the forest." Di Shiyong sat in the back seat of the military off-road vehicle, took off his gloves, and wiped sweat on his forehead.

A white military pickup truck with the word UN on it did not dare to stop for a moment, speeding all the way, and the dust dragged up behind the car could be clearly seen from several kilometers away. African zebras, bison lazily bask in the sun, and occasionally pass through wooded oases and see lions napping in the shade. The weather was too hot for the carnivores and herbivores to play the game of chasing and predator, and only the roar of the engine could attract their attention slightly, but only to look up, and no animal would bother them.

"The situation is urgent, and we will be connected with the government army in a while, and we will know more or less about the situation when we get to the place." Li Si (Li Shihui, deputy captain of the 37th rescue operation group) took the GPS military positioning to find the location on the map, the African grassland is vast, and the equipment 20 years ago was not as developed as it is now, and it is not easy to accurately locate it.

"Dayang (Pei Yang, a sniper of the 37th Rescue Operation Group), hand me your kettle to take two sips." Di Shiyong wiped two more handfuls of sweat and turned around.

"Are you a buffalo? Drink and drink all the time. Dayang handed the kettle over.

"If he had been a cow from our hometown, the African buffalo would have died of thirst." Gray Cat (Wang Huimiao, Demoman of the 37th Rescue Operation Group) interjected with a laugh.

Bugs (communicators) and hummingbirds (fire support hands) followed suit and laughed.

"In fact, most of the people have already been evacuated, and the only remaining staff in the institute are three or four people, the last group." Zhang San turned his head to look at the end of the vast grassland, and the hot afternoon air made the distant horizon look a little fluctuating.

"Ahead is a checkpoint controlled by government forces, and when we arrive, we can understand the actual situation of the research institute at the front, and we can get their support for the rescue operation later." Li Si was still fiddling with the GPS positioning instrument in his hand.

Di Shiyong looked towards the end of the road, and there were a few different shapes from the surroundings between the endless blue and dry yellow, and the obeliant sentry posts and improvised barricades were placed at random, and it seemed that the words were too light to describe it as messy, and he imagined the military appearance of the local government army in his mind, and the scattered military discipline of those soldiers would not have been able to come out of the recruit camp to join the active service if they had been placed in the training period of their own recruit camp. But as he got closer and closer to the messy sentry posts, he dispelled this useless imagination, because what was in front of him was beyond their imagination.

"What's going on here?" Dayang was the first to jump out of the car, and as a sniper, he had already begun to adjust his scope, guarding everything around him.

"Worm, you stay and communicate with the command first, Dayong (Di Shiyong) and I go to the front to investigate the situation, Li Si, you take the gray cat and hummingbird to get off the car to guard, cover me and Dayong, Dayang, you find a place by yourself, hide well." In a few short sentences, Zhang San had already issued the order to act, and everyone jumped out of the car with a brush, and the guns were all loaded.

The checkpoint was clearly surrounded by a rain of bullets, and the sentry boxes and barricades were littered with craters, and Di Shiyong and Zhang San bowed forward with their rifles raised. The smoke had cleared after the fierce battle, the air was not scorching, and the savannah was still barren in the blazing sun, except for a few hyenas still gnawing on the corpses. Abandoned pickup trucks have been burned to the ground, and barricades that once lay across the road have been broken.

"The man should have retreated." Zhang San squatted and rubbed the road surface with his hands, and the traces left by the sand and gravel had been blurred by the wind.

"And it shouldn't have just happened." Di Shiyong checked that the burnt marks and craters had lost the temperature just after the firefight.

"The French brothers didn't leave a single message, whether they had withdrawn or were still inside." Zhang San grabbed the sand and gravel in his hand and sprinkled it aside, "Let's go, let's go back to the car first and see if we can contact the command." ”

At the end of the last century, the effective transmission distance of communication equipment was not far enough, not to mention the uninhabited African savannah, when most of the big brothers were still rare, and there was no service signal for pagers on that continent.

"Damn, what's going on, should we keep going or go back." After waiting for more than an hour, almost soaked by the sun's heat, the gray cat couldn't bear it anymore.

"Haven't you been in touch yet?" Li Si took off his soaked helmet and approached the insect in the back seat of the pickup truck and asked.

The bug turned his face and shook his head helplessly.

"Let's go, go back, what are you going to waste here." The gray cat is still whining.

"We were ordered to come out to pick up people, but we didn't see anyone, and we went back empty-handed without contacting them? What is the difference between this and running away? Zhang San stopped the gray cat's unrealistic thoughts.

"Also, it's not a way for us to spend it here, or let's go to the vicinity of the research institute to inquire first, if everyone has already withdrawn, we can go back to the house and then we can be considered to have completed the order, and besides, the people of the thirty-sixth group estimate that the communication is not good, and the possibility of not being able to contact is quite high." Li Si took the GPS positioning in his hand and discussed with Zhang San what to do next.