This problem has been realistically laid out, and they need to come up with a solution.

Leng Feng didn't know when he had already entered the office.

"Ambassador Fan just called, tomorrow morning at 7 o'clock, a rescue helicopter sent by the United Nations will land on time at the factory to help us evacuate."

"One?"

"One is not enough." It was He Jianguo, the security officer of the Hanbang factory, who spoke.

"Yes, there are so many of us, how can one helicopter be enough!" Lin Zhixiong, the factory manager, also denied that Zhuo Yifan is only a rich second generation, and Lin Zhixiong is always the factory manager.

"There's no way around it, there's only so much the UN can do." Leng Feng also has a headache, and the news doesn't seem to be very good now.

"What about my African employees?" Zhuo Yifan also reacted, there are so many positions of the helicopter, even the Mi-26, which is the largest in Maozi, can only carry hundreds of people at most, and it should be enough for the general large helicopter to squeeze if it is all Chinese, but there are still hundreds of African employees here.

It's an unavoidable question, whether they're Chinese or black, they're all employees of this Hanbang factory.

"It's a tough problem, and many of our employees have started families in the local area, and they've got black wives, and they're pregnant, and they're going to have children, and I'm the only one who has to be the villain."

Lin Zhixiong saw very clearly, they couldn't take everyone away, and only by ensuring the interests of the Chinese could they take care of the others, was it selfish? It's selfish, but it's human instinct.

Leng Feng didn't speak, his heart was still struggling, He Jianguo was just an employee, and Zhuo Yifan, like Jia Baoyu, could say it but couldn't do it, at this moment Xia Yu was also thinking, thinking about whether to save these African employees.

"This kind of thing should be dealt with and solved as soon as possible, and I will go if you don't go." Saying that, Lin Zhixiong walked out with the staff's personnel roster.

"Leng Feng, let's go out." This kind of thing still needs to be discussed by the two of them.

Coming to the corner of the second floor of the big workshop, Xia Yu looked at Leng Feng's eyes and said, "What do you think, tell me about it." ”

"What else can I think, Ambassador Fan has given us two missions, and the rescue of Dr. Chen has failed, and now there is only the task of rescuing these more than 40 compatriots."

"Seeing that the plane is coming tomorrow, we will load them all away in one cabin, and our mission will be completed, but I always feel that my conscience is hurting."

"You know what kind of people the rebels are, there is nothing wrong with these black employees, and their lives should not be judged by those warlords so simply."

Speaking of this, Leng Feng was a little excited, in the more than a year since he came to Africa, he had seen two kinds of Africans, one who worked hard and was full of hope for life, and the other was full of hatred for life, indulging in the illusion of being narcorated by drugs, and also treating everything around him with violence, most of the rebels were organized by such people.

Who should live in this world is obvious, Leng Feng is not a virgin at all, he is an iron-blooded soldier, he can defend his country with blood, defend his own life, regardless of whether the military uniform is worn at the moment or not, and for these hard-working African employees, he has the urge to want to protect.

"If you want to do it, do it, I don't support you in the old battle, who else supports you now, although the time is not long, but we have been in the wind and rain together." Leaning against the wall, Xia Yu lit a cigarette.

"Thank you, old comrade-in-arms." Leng Feng saluted Xia Yu with a standard military salute, and then walked quickly towards Lin Zhixiong.

In the smoke, Xia Yu also had some emotion on his face.

Alas, compared to noble, Xia Yu is still far away from Leng Feng, maybe the country needs people like Leng Feng more, except for some shining qualities, Xia Yu's thoughts are more ordinary, maybe this is the reason why he has been able to go all the way to today.

And let Leng Feng get such a system, Xia Yu estimates that he will not survive the first Jinling world, and everyone's character is destined to how far he can go in a certain environment.

However, stimulated by Leng Feng like this, he was a little enthusiastic, didn't the high-end mercenaries and the low-end Red Turban Army form a modern military force together? Xia Yu has never been afraid of thousands of troops, zombie lifeforms, and alien warriors, so what if he destroys them.

This kind of confidence is not inflated, but brought out by the growth of strength.

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"Everyone is quiet, listen to me, the Chinese people stand on one side, and the African employees stand on the side."

"Huaxia people go first, management first."

Lin Zhixiong's words caused an uproar, and at such a moment, it is self-evident what the factory manager means by saying such words, and these African employees are afraid that only the bullets of the rebels are waiting for these African employees.

In fact, Lin Zhixiong is not happy in his heart, but he must first protect the interests of his own people.

An invisible line in the factory divides the Chinese and the Africans, the protests of the Africans are fruitless, they are not the murderous Red Turbans, they can only accept the fate of this fuck, and the ones who are still struggling on the line are those transnational families, pregnant women with bulging bellies, children of mixed race of two or three years old, if they are added, the plane will be overloaded.

"Knock~~" picked up a wrench, and an empty oil drum that Leng Feng was facing was all kinds of hammers.

"I brought the plane, everyone listened to me, tomorrow everyone will go together, women and children will get on the plane, and men will follow me."

This sentence instantly boiled everyone, African employees may not understand all Chinese, but the phrase "go together" they understand.

There was hope in the life of dying in an instant, and the cheers resounded throughout the entire factory, and also echoed in everyone's hearts, and Xia Yu, who had just walked here, also smiled.

Sure enough, the plot will not end so easily, but behind Xia Yu's smile is more cautious, it is not easy to walk this road together, even if he is like this, he has to fight for twelve points.

The decision is over, the night finally falls, the bonfire is lit in the open space of the factory, all the employees are singing and dancing, everyone is enjoying this last peace, tomorrow, everyone will leave the factory where they have worked and lived for so long.

Leng Feng held the tea jar, which contained the liquor stored in the factory, and he was sincerely happy when he looked at the excitement below, and when he saw He Jianguo standing there, he walked over.

"Master, the pocket at the door is your cloth!"

"You and that kid are good, no one was fooled." He Jianguo took a sip of wine and said.

"Hi, good eyes, good eyes."

"He Jianguo, former commander of the reconnaissance company of the 14th Group Army of the Southwest Military Region of the Chinese People's Liberation Army." Putting down the wine glass, He Jianguo stood on the right path.

"The former wolf squadron of the Special Operations Brigade of the Southeast Military Region of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, Leng Feng, good squad leader." Leng Feng saluted.

"I don't think you're an ordinary kid, I didn't expect it to be a special soldier, but what about that kid?"

"He is Xia Yu, a comrade-in-arms of the same military region, he is more like a special soldier than me, he said that the revolution has not yet succeeded, and he can't relax his vigilance for a moment, he stood guard."

"That's a good boy, too."

Xia Yu didn't expect Leng Feng to be talking about himself, in fact, he was a little uncomfortable with such a lively scene, even if he had been a general commanding thousands of troops, maybe he was still alone.

And standing guard is also very necessary, Xia Yu has been careful to the point of being a little nervous in terms of safety, and he can survive by relying on this caution, he believes that before he takes over, this system should be taken over by many people, but Xia Yu can only choose to forgive it.

It seems that there is something wrong, anyway, these people who took over Xia Yu believe that they were all killed, and if he also died in the film and television world, that magical account is likely to be resold on a certain treasure, and the people who died in such a system will definitely force the main god space to be much less, and they will disappear one by one without a trace, and will not be discovered by anyone or any force.

So let's take a good look! Xia Yu doesn't have any optimism about singing and dancing together.

"Alert, alert, there is a convoy into the town of Santuga, alert, alarm, there is a convoy into the town of Santuga." How weird it looks to wear sunglasses at night, so the alarm after red comes from the headphones.

Motorcade? Wearing sunglasses and instantly connecting to the satellite screen, a convoy of more than a dozen cars has stopped in the town where the people have gone away, and the red dots representing the people are touching this side in pairs.

Oops, it's mercenaries, they've come for revenge.

Xia Yu was right, but he was only half right, the target of the father sitting in the combat command car was the little black girl named Pasha, who he said he "liked" this girl.

I can't care so much, those people are still carnival, we must let them hide and take refuge quickly, such a dense crowd, even if the blind man takes AK, it is a big area when he goes down.

is still the original Glock 18, Xia Yu pulled the trigger directly at the sky.

"Da~Da~Da......" A magazine of bullets was empty in an instant.

The noise of singing and dancing could not hide the high decibel of gunfire in the wilderness, and everyone, including the mercenaries and the Red Turbans, stopped at this moment.

"Shit, get the drone in place, we've been spotted." Daddy yelled loudly in the carriage, how could they be discovered after such a simple invasion? Now it's time to storm it.

"Jingle ~~Jingle ~~" It was Leng Feng's mobile phone that rang.

"Hello?" At this time, who would call him, Leng Feng was also a little unsure.

"Hey, it's me."

"Old Xia? What's going on? ”

"I put the gun just now, the mercenaries and the Red Turban Army are all here, you quickly organize everyone to evacuate, I'll delay first."

"Lao Xia, Lao Xia."

Listening to Xia Yu's phone call, Leng Feng was also anxious, turned over and jumped off the railing, grabbing Lin Zhixiong's shoulder.

"Hurry up and organize everyone to evacuate, the rebels have already attacked."