"I'm not kidding you, although the world is peaceful now, we have to be more prepared and ready at all times. I need an army that can win battles, an army that can fight long and far, not running around in the playground every day, I need you to cross the desert and the jungle with your own strength, and when you come back from the desert oasis this time, I will apply for special training in the Great Khing'an Mountains!" said their commander with a look of Top Gun.

The non-commissioned officers below the "......" could only be speechless, what could they say, and could they oppose it? Opposition is a soft egg, a turtle with a shrunken head, and will be looked down upon by other troops, of course, they can call their commander a bastard and a devil, but they have to participate in special training.

Participate, at most, just suffer a little hardship, suffer a little tired, and suffer from the past, you will become an iron man in the eyes of other troops, a real cow!

Now they pack up their things one by one, carry quilts, bags, water bottles, equipment, and so on, and then send them to the desert area when the transport plane arrives.

For everyone's safety, every soldier has a locator and a communicator, and if something happens, he can get the fastest rescue work, not like the last time. A soldier who pooped was bitten on the butt by a rattlesnake and had no phone on him, so he could only faint on the ground and wait for rescue, so he was very unlucky, and he was bitten on the butt by the snake.

"What, you're not going to transport grain? Oh, that's it, well, I'll have someone leave a little grain in the field for you. Lin Xiafan received a call from the army and knew that they did not transport food, but only for special training.

"Sir, they said that the food brought back was not enough for fuel, so we set up a special training camp there, so we could conduct special training there without worrying about food. The other party said on the phone.

"Okay, I understand, if you need anything, call me at any time!" Lin Xiafan felt that special training was a good thing, the country needed elites, not cannon fodder, they suffered a little, maybe they could save their lives in the future.

"Okay, we're going to start boarding and we're ready to go. ”

Lin Xiafan, as long as he knows his soldiers, they all respect this little farmer very much, they dare not say anything about their cultivation, just the medical skills of bringing the dead back to life, which is eye-opening, with him by his side, there is no need to worry about accidents.

Because of this, the small peasant mercenary group has grown very quickly, and their steps have begun to seep into all parts of the Middle East. They have their own branches in every small unstable country, even a small town in Syria that they have taken down, and they do not belong to the regular army, nor are they rebels.

The last time they heard that a leader of the rebels was unwilling to hand over the people, they were killed by them, and they couldn't even see the shadow of the other party, and they went in and out like no one, and then they went to Paris to take revenge, but there was no return, and I don't know how many people died.

Isn't it just a small town, the country is so big, it's nothing to assign a small town to them, and besides, it's not good for them to be stationed here. Since the small peasant mercenary group is stationed here, this place has become a safe place, no matter how fierce the fighting outside, this is a peaceful place, no one dares to fire here, whoever shoots here is the rhythm of death.

It is also because of the safety of the town that this town is called the town of peace, and all foreign journalists, volunteers, and a large number of refugees have moved to this town for refuge.

In half a month, an ordinary town has become a prosperous town, and the prosperity of the town is not because there are many foreigners.

Rather, there is a kind of magical water in the hands of the small peasant mercenaries, as long as the seeds of the fruits are planted, they will grow into fruit trees, fruits, like in Linjia Village, where the fruit pairs are full of fruits, and a large amount of grain is airlifted here every week.

Arms, food, make this place rich in resources, let the refugees here live and work here in peace and contentment, and build their little bungalows!

This is not a country, just a small peasant mercenary town, whoever dares to fire here, who dares to catch people here, hurt people, ensure that they will not see the sun the next day.

"Captain, there is an official from our embassy who has fallen into their hands, can you help me get him out?" a foreign official who had fled here from the chaos of the fighting approached the captain of the mercenary group stationed here and asked.

"Yes, as long as you give a commission, we will help you get him out. The small peasant mercenary group stationed here said.

"How much does it cost? 100,000 dollars?" he asked.

"100,000 dollars? Are you kidding, or do you think your people are worth 100,000 dollars? If it's 100,000 dollars, you can find another mercenary group, every time we send out, we shoot more than 100,000 dollars." The detachment leader of the small peasant mercenary group said.

"How much does that cost?" said the official who survived.

"A million dollars, no less, your people are people, our people are also people, deep into the chaotic war zone, and your life is in danger at any time. The captain of the small peasant mercenary group made an offer to him.

"This, this, can you borrow a phone call for me, I'll ask the country. "He didn't have that much money on him, but he couldn't look at his colleagues and kill them with a blank of his eye.

"Okay! The phone is there, the satellite phone, a hundred dollars a minute. You know, we're in business, not philanthropy!" said the leader of the small peasant mercenary group.

Yes, they came to the station, not for charity, but for business, and the refugees here went into the town, and the refugees had no money to give. Then the helpers manage the agriculture within a radius of ten miles of the town, and also grow some corn, wheat, etc., and the women, who work in the town's restaurant, but are not paid, only take care of them three times a day.

One thing that must be said is that these refugee workers, who come home from work in small towns, can receive a kilogram of rice, a kilogram of flour, some beef, etc., which is worth about ten dollars. Compared to them, it is enough, anyway, they work to make money, and they are also for three meals a day, and they can receive a kilogram of rice and flour every day, as well as beef, etc., which is enough for the elderly and children in their own families.

There is also his own fruit working in the garden, and he can get a kilogram of fruit, corn, and ten kilograms of drinking water a day, compared to the refugees in the chaotic war zone, he is much happier, and it is like a paradise here; of course, you have to work hard, otherwise, the amount of food will be deducted, etc.

Foreigners enter here to consume, more than twice as expensive as ordinary places, for example, usually a loaf of bread, one dollar, here it costs two dollars, in addition to the dollar, you can also use euros or pounds!