Chapter 1201: New Job

Syria, Damascus, where the Chinese military delegation to Syria is located. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The building of the station is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and a T-45D squadron rushed from China is closely guarded, and no outside spying or prying eyes are allowed. In the building, Zhou Qingfeng took off the tattered military uniform and mechanical exoskeleton he had worn for several days, and was taking a pleasant bath in the bathroom.

Outside the bathroom, Xiao Jinlang was holding a camera and taking pictures of the mechanical exoskeleton. After shooting for a long time, he shouted into the bathroom with regret: "You kid has made me so miserable this time, can't you lend me this set of things for a few days?" ”

"Dream on! It would be nice if I could let you take pictures. You take that tattered optical camouflage, I don't care about that. Zhou Qingfeng came out in clean underwear, glanced at the dirty laundry basket outside the bathroom, and found that the optical camouflage that had been left there had been taken away.

There is still a backup of optical camouflage, but there is only one prototype of the mechanical exoskeleton. And Zhou Qingfeng walked out, stood directly on the leg frame of the mechanical exoskeleton, and the nuclear fusion battery he had been holding in his hand was stuck in the power pack, and the whole set of equipment was quickly attached to his body after it was activated.

Xiao Jinlang had time to glance at the small black square that Zhou Qingfeng didn't leave an inch this time, and his heart was like a cat scratch. Fools also know that the most important thing for 'Linsen' is the core of that power pack.

"Your battery is the real high-end product." Xiao Jinlang was quite envious in his words, and Zhou Qingfeng provided the technology and physical object of the energy battery, which greatly narrowed the gap between China and the United States in related fields. In contrast, Zhou Qingfeng's battery is the most unpredictable.

Zhou Qingfeng smiled and thought to himself: I don't even know the origin of this battery. This thing is ahead of its time in 2030, and it is impossible to find out who developed it? What is mysterious in the wasteland? This nuclear fusion battery of his is definitely the most mysterious!

Putting on his coat and carrying all kinds of long and short guns and weapons, Zhou Qingfeng grabbed his helmet and threw it on the palm of his hand, and said: "I'm sorry, you said that you didn't succeed in dealing with the American T-51B, and I don't know where this enemy is." ”

"Forget it." Xiao Jinlang waved his hand with palpitations, "You troublemaker, I'm afraid of you." You're still ....... ”

Lao Xiao wanted to say that he wanted Zhou Qingfeng to return to China, but he couldn't control it when he thought that this guy would return to China. Especially I don't know what he's doing secretly, and I really don't know how to place him.

"Why don't you stay with me for a while?" Xiao Jinlang asked.

"What can I do?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"Be my bodyguard for a few days. Damascus is not a safe place either. Xiao Jinlang said.

The aftermath of the Palmyra incident is still unresolved, and no one can say how the situation will develop next. When Zhou Qingfeng suddenly appeared today, Xiao Jinlang was overjoyed. But now he didn't dare to let Zhou Qingfeng leave, let alone take him back to China, so he could only think about reporting to his superiors first and seeing the situation.

"Bodyguards?" Zhou Qingfeng immediately shook his head, "I won't do it." ”

No matter how Uncle Zhou thinks about it, he is not a person who can be a bodyguard safely, he should go back to China to play with his sister instead of being a bodyguard.

Xiao Jinlang scratched his head again, "Why don't you go and help train the Syrian government army?" Wear makeup, makeover, and others won't recognize you. ”

Zhou Qingfeng's original identity was a member of China's military delegation to aid Syria, and there were other people watching the training. Maybe Xiao Jinlang will also follow him, this is purely to find something for Zhou Qingfeng to do, so that he will not run around.

As long as this kid runs, he will definitely get into trouble.

"Let me train that gang of government army garbage? Let me tell you, those garbage are not even as good as women. "When it comes to the Syrian government army, Zhou Qingfeng just doesn't get angry. There are many armies in the world, but there are very few who are as sincere as the Syrian government army.

An army that runs away and has no fighting spirit, that is, the mud can't support the wall, and it's useless to train. Syria is now a ruined country, but its army is not ashamed at all.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't want to do this thankless job. He said blatantly: "I just want to train a bunch of Syrian women, and I can also train a strong team that has been sweeping the Middle East." The men of this place are more rubbish than the other. ”

"How can there be a woman in the Middle East to train you?" Xiao Jinlang replied angrily. In order to find something to do for Zhou Qingfeng, lest this scourge run around idlely, Lao Xiao could only run to the rest of the delegation to ask for an idea.

As a result, the delegation to aid Syria found something for Zhou Qingfeng -- to help manage logistics.

"Logistics? Eat and drink Lazar? Zhou Qingfeng said in his heart: Is Lao Tzu so miserable?

"No, no, no, logistics is very important, and it's not just about eating, drinking, and Lazar, there's a lot of work to do. In fact, the current military composition in Syria is very mixed, you don't want to deal with the Syrian government army, you can deal with other forces.

Iran, for example, has a Revolutionary Guard Corps stationed in Zabadani, northwest of Damascus, to assist the Assad regime in Syria. The condition of this army is not very good, to put it bluntly, it is poor, and people have also asked us for help. ”

Xiao Jinlang also pondered for a long time, and the job he found for Zhou Qingfeng was also quite special, that is, to recycle all kinds of weapons and equipment discarded on the battlefield, especially heavy equipment. You don't need to have much contact with outsiders, you just need to run around. It is just suitable for Zhou Qingfeng's idle temperament.

When Chinese talk about military power, their eyes are fixed on the United States, the world's number one hegemon. But in fact, except for the East Asian monster house, the military power of the rest of the world is far behind. In the Middle East, for example, Iran has become a force to be reckoned with with its very general power.

Among the countries that believe in green religion, Iran is relatively ambitious. The country is relatively stable, and the army has a little combat effectiveness, but the key is to be poor.

In order to stabilize the situation in the Middle East, Iran has vigorously assisted the Syrian government, and thousands of Iranian soldiers have died in Syria. The combat effectiveness of its army is better than the level of the five scum of war.

"Let me collect and manage logistics vehicles?" Zhou Qingfeng pondered through the literal meaning, "It feels like picking up garbage in the rear." ”

Is picking up garbage in the wasteland, and picking up garbage when you go back to the real world?

"Picking up garbage is also very meaningful." Xiao Jinlang explained: "At present, the Syrian government army has consumed a lot of weapons and equipment, and there is not much replenishment in an emergency, so it is very necessary to recover some weapons and equipment from the battlefield.

We assisted the Syrian Government in a logistical ordnance factory. Don't underestimate this logistics plant, it can greatly improve the logistics support of the Syrian government forces. This is very critical in the Middle East, but it has not been noticed. ”

It sounds a little interesting, Zhou Qingfeng is also experienced in picking up garbage in the wasteland. Thinking about picking up trash in the real world, it seems to be quite fun, but I don't know what to pick up?

"Well, I know you're worried about me running around again. Pick up garbage, just pick up garbage, I'll do it for ten days and half a month. Zhou Qingfeng agreed, "But I also have to have freedom of movement, at most I promise not to go to the battlefield." ”

Xiao Jinlang breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: As long as you don't go to the battlefield, I will be Amitabha. Picking up garbage, picking up garbage in the back can not do anything big?