Chapter 421: I'm a Chinese
In a military warehouse of the Red Turban Army, the commander of the Dane Military Resources Company, Daddy, quickly frowned after seeing the latest news.
Although the Red Turban Army is a bunch of fools in their opinion, it is undeniable that compared to the government army, the Red Turban Army is indeed very good.
Originally, everything should have gone well, and the power of this country would undoubtedly fall into the hands of the Red Turban Army.
But halfway through, a mysterious unit appeared on the battlefield and was helping the government army deal with the Red Turban Army.
This mercenary force that assists the government forces is not from the armed forces of various countries, and the weapons and equipment used are not the weapons in service of various countries.
What annoyed Dad the most was that such a mercenary force had not only never heard of it, but was also very well armed.
Not only are there a large number of armed helicopters, there are many personnel, but they are also well-trained and extremely powerful in combat.
None of the personnel who went to attack the Prime Minister's Office returned, including his cockroaches.
According to the intelligence of the Red Turbans, the Prime Minister's Office is now protected by this mercenary force.
And the battle of Cassili, because of the addition of this mercenary, caused huge casualties in the Red Turban Army.
And what is really irritating is that in the battle of Cassili, the Red Turban Army will be defeated at any time, this mercenary army painted with the cyan dragon line pattern is simply like a regular army, not a small force like traditional mercenaries at all, but a synthetic force of modern information.
Already tanks and armored vehicles of this mercenary army, appeared on the battlefield in Cassili.
The leader of the Red Turban Army was already in a hurry, and the situation took a turn for the worse.
"Sir, are we going to arrest Dr. Chen?" A mercenary behind Daddy asked.
"Now we're just collecting money to do things, as long as we can get the money." Daddy has no better way to deal with this situation of losing control for a while.
"Sir, we don't need to help these fools for money, that mercenary army is a regular army at all, people have helicopter gunships and main battle tanks, and we only have a few ......"
Before his subordinates could finish speaking, his father interrupted him and said, "We must muddy the waters, we have not lost this war yet." ”
Dad is naturally unwilling to accept such a result, although the Red Turban Army did not put it in his eyes, but after all, the war can take advantage of the fire.
No matter what the identity of that mercenary army is, there will always be the Red Turban Army in the way, and it is not for them to deal with it directly.
At the same time, in the hospital of St. Fran in the quarantine area of the epidemic in the town of Sankuga.
More than a dozen government soldiers are nervously protecting the safety of the hospital.
At this time, several Nighthawk helicopters flew in the sky.
The guards of the St. Fran Hospital, who had already received the order, all lowered their weapons when they saw the sign on the helicopter.
The helicopter landed quickly in the hospital, and all the members of the Ghost Special Commando Team got off the plane and took control of the hospital's defenses as soon as possible.
Fan Yize, who followed over, walked into the hospital as soon as possible.
In the hospital, a large number of beds are placed directly in the treatment hall, and many medical personnel in white coats can be seen checking on the patients on the beds.
The arrival of Fan Yize and the others, all of them looking fully armed, almost stopped the work in the hospital.
It may be that Fan Yize and the others all have Chinese faces, and the doctors inside are a little relaxed.
"Hello, I'm here to welcome you out, the embassy of my hometown thinks that the situation in Tanzabique is already dangerous, you can take a helicopter to the port at any time, and there will be a fleet from your hometown to greet you." As soon as Fan Yize entered the door, he spoke.
In the crowd, a middle-aged man in a white coat, wearing a mask and glasses, walked out and said in Chinese: "This gentleman, we can't leave yet, the patients here need us." ”
Fan Yize looked at this person and said, "You are Dr. Chen?" ”
"Yes." Dr. Chen nodded and said, "The patients here still need our treatment, and once we leave, we have no hope." ”
"I admire your spirit, since that's the case." While speaking, Fan Yize took out a mobile phone from his pocket, handed it to Dr. Chen, and said, "You can contact the embassy to explain the problem yourself, and we will fully respect the decision of you and the embassy in your hometown." ”
Dr. Chen took the phone, which already had the embassy number, which Fan Yize had asked for from Baburu.
Baburu also hopes that all Chinese in China can be properly settled, and he is naturally very supportive of Fan Yize's actions.
Dr. Chen, who walked to the side to make a phone call, communicated with Ambassador Fan of the embassy on the other end of the phone for a short time.
After that, Dr. Chen walked back, handed the phone to Fan Yize, and said, "Ambassador Fan hopes to be able to talk to you. ”
Fan Yize nodded, took the phone, and only listened to the phone, Ambassador Fan asked, "Excuse me, who are you?" ”
"I'm Chinese." Fan Yize said very directly.
"Prime Minister Baburu has already told me that Dr. Chen refuses to return to China, and if you can, we hope that you can try your best to ensure the safety of the medical team in Africa, and how much it costs, you ask." Ambassador Fan said solemnly on the other end of the phone.
"I'm a Chinese, I only do what I think I should do, money is with me, it's worthless." Fan Yize said.
"I believe you, although we haven't met, but I also want to ask you for one thing, there is also a Chinese-funded factory in Sankuga Town, which has many Chinese employees, because the war zone has been blocked, and our combat troops cannot enter the war zone without the permission of the United Nations, so I hope you can help evacuate, and our fleet will wait in the port for forty-eight hours."
Hearing Ambassador Fan's words on the other end of the phone, Fan Yize did not refuse, and said: "Don't worry, my subordinates are going to the Chinese-funded factory, and I will let the helicopter directly transport everyone in the factory to the port." ”
"Ten more thanks, the country will remember you." Ambassador Fan said very happily.
Hanging up the phone and looking at these people in the hospital, Fan Yize opened his mouth and said: "You do what you have to do, don't worry about us, and if there is any shortage of medicines, you can speak directly, and we will send it over as soon as possible." ”
"Thank you so much, sir." Dr. Chan thanked.
Fan Yize nodded slightly, and then left the medical hall, looking at the dense temporary housing around the hospital, hoping that the war would end soon. (Remember the URL of this site,., it is convenient to read it next time, or enter "xs52" in Baidu, you can enter this site)