Ye Xiaohui, who was walking in the front, felt that something was wrong, and immediately shouted loudly: "Lizheng!" ”

The team immediately froze as he stopped.

Ye Xiaohui slowly turned around and issued a second command to the peacekeepers behind him: "Take a break!" ”

When the patrol suddenly broke up, he immediately ran to the little boy who was following behind the group.

The little boy looked nervous, but instead of turning and running away, he looked at the strange soldier running over with a pair of frightened eyes.

Ye Xiaohui took a closer look, and in addition to a fear on the little boy's dark face, there was also a greedy look in his eyes.

He first asked in English, "Child, where is your home?" ”

The little boy didn't answer, but the look in his eyes was confused.

He didn't know the local language, so he continued to ask in English, "Why are you following us?" ”

The little boy continued to remain silent, but his gaze shifted from Ye Xiaohui's face to his.

At this time, the soldier in charge of the rear of the palace leaned over and said with a smile: "Team Ye, can this kid understand English?" Aren't you playing the harp to the cow? ”

Ye Xiaohui was only tentatively communicating with this little boy just now, and now he knows that his foreign language is useless in front of this little boy. However, he didn't know the local language, so he didn't know what to do for a while.

The little boy grew bolder, and focused entirely on an object hanging from a soldier close to him.

Ye Xiaohui followed the other party's gaze and looked under him, and found that the other party seemed to be paying attention to the military kettle he was carrying.

He immediately came to his senses, quickly took off the kettle on his body, unscrewed the lid, and then handed the remaining half of the jug to the little boy.

The little boy bravely took it, and took the spout of the kettle in his mouth, and as soon as he tilted his neck, he grunted...

He couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the little boy's hungry appearance. Even the comrades-in-arms behind him were all looking at each other, feeling that this little boy had secretly followed them for so long because he was thirsty. Nowadays, the drought here is so severe that drinking water is almost more precious than food. The drinking water in the camps is transported over long distances, and for the locals outside the camps, water is more precious than oil.

The little boy drank the half pot of water until there was not a drop left, and he refused to put it down.

He couldn't help frowning, and instead of reaching out to retrieve the kettle, he turned back and threw a look at his comrades.

The peacekeeper knowingly untied the jug from his body and handed it to the little boy.

The little boy felt it, and immediately returned the empty kettle in his hand, and quickly took the kettle containing it.

He watched the little boy continue to pour his big belly, and couldn't help but lament the comrades beside him: "This child has been thirsty for a few days, but fortunately he met us." ”

One of the maintenance fighters shrugged his shoulders: "But he always follows us and covets the water on us, but he doesn't dare to come and grab water to drink, so he can only follow us all the way, it's really embarrassing for him." ”

He glanced up at the hot sunshine, and frowned: "I don't know where this child came from, if I don't take care of him, I'm afraid he will die outside." ”

Another peacekeeper interjected: "He can't be an orphan, right?" If that's the case, then he's in a bad situation. ”

He couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, it's a pity that we can't communicate with him and can't understand his background. ”

"Team Ye, what do you say to do?"

He thought about it for a moment before decisively saying, "Let's take this child back to the camp, it's better than leaving him outside." ”

One of the peacekeepers asked: "If this child had a family nearby, wouldn't we be kidnapping children?" ”

He smiled bitterly: "He has followed us in a big circle, how can he find his parents again?" ”

Another peacekeeper said calmly: "You can ask a local about him." There are many refugees in our camps who speak the same voice as him. ”

The eyes of the other peacekeepers lit up at the same time: "That's it." Let's take him back and ask, won't it all be clear? If he's really a kid from the neighborhood, we'll send him back. ”

He had already made up his mind at this time and personally went to pull the little boy's little black hand.

Unexpectedly, the little boy withdrew his hand in panic like a frightened rabbit, and threw the kettle to the ground.

As soon as he saw that the little boy wanted to turn around and run away, he subconsciously strode forward and pressed the little boy's shoulder with a bolt of lightning.

The little boy felt as if his body was being caught in a vice, and he could no longer move a single step. However, he suddenly turned around and opened his mouth to bite Ye Xiaohui's big hand that was holding his shoulder...

Although he felt a pain in his hand, he did not let go, but waved his other arm and took the little boy in his arms.

“&￥#@*···”

The little boy struggled to break free, and he made a loud noise in protest.

Although he doesn't understand his language, he shows him kindness through his expression, indicating that he will not hurt him, but wants to help him.

Although the little boy had drunk enough water, he still felt very weak and gave up struggling because of his lack of strength.

One of the peacekeepers was puzzled: "Team Ye, since he is unwilling to go with us, why do you insist on taking this boy with you?" ”

While holding the little boy, he explained to his subordinates: "If this child is let out, I am afraid that he will lose his life." We have to take him back to the camp to find out what is going on with his family and then proceed further. ”

The peacekeeper still questioned: "But he seems to be hostile to us." Do we need to be so eventful? Besides, who would want the life of a little boy? ”

He patiently explained: "There is a clash of tribal forces near here, and if he has no one to supervise him, even if he does not become a victim, then hunger and thirst will kill him." ”

Another peacekeeper interjected: "Team Ye is doing the right thing, this little boy is like a little loach out of the water, although he doesn't want to be caught, if he is not caught and settled, his life will be threatened." ”

He smiled at his subordinates, "Your analogy is apt. ”

He then instructed his men: "Continue your patrol, finish the rest of the journey, and I will take this black child back to the camp." ”

One of the peacekeepers flattered: "Team Ye, do you need my help?" ”

He couldn't help but be stunned: "What can you help?" ”

"I can hold this child with you in shifts."

"Forget it, it's less than two miles from the camp, and he's so thin and so thin that he's already very light."

He watched his men leave in a neat formation again, and then ran in the direction of the refugee camp with the little boy in his arms—

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