Li Changjiang?

Li Lin?

If he remembered it well, the father and son should have come to Libya to work as a worker with Delong Construction.

When did workers become so brave on the battlefield?

Yang Jianyong's eyes suddenly became a little weird when he looked at Li Changjiang.

But he knew that everyone had their own secrets, so he did not intend to ask clearly, but just secretly paid attention to the name Li Changjiang.

The other side.

When Li Lin's name was heard, Li Changjiang immediately became a little restless.

"You didn't find my dad? No, let me go down, I want to go back to find my dad."

"You calm down first."

"Let go, let go, I'm going to find my dad."

Li Changjiang's face turned red, but his hands were locked tightly by Yang Jianyong and it was difficult to move. The expression on his face immediately began to become a little ferocious.

"You are ungrateful, I have saved so many of you on the battlefield. Why don't you want me to go to my dad and let go!"

ah---

In the carriage.

Yang Jianyong's face changed.

He did not expect that Li Changjiang would be so strong. He was an elite of the Marine Corps of the Southern Military Region and could not resist him.

"Tian Weiliang, park the car for me."

sir-

When I stepped on the brakes, the body of the car swayed violently.

Li Changjiang's feet were unstable, and Yang Jianyong pressed his backhand to his seat as soon as he turned around.

"You bastard! If you are my soldier, I will kill you with one shot."

ah-

One force.

Li Changjiang immediately felt so painful that he sweated coldly.

Tian Weiliang got down and opened the car door. Yang Jianyong was not polite, kicked Li Changjiang out of the car, and then jumped down and stared at him.

"You go, you go, I won't stop you, get out."

"Now the whole of Benghazi is full of rebels. Even if he is in the city, can you save it? Damn, you are just a pig and a stupid pig."

"I have to go even if I can't save it. He is my dad. Do you know that he is my dad?"

Li Changjiang shouted out loud at the top of his lungs, and then he couldn't help but kneel down on the hot gravel, crying in his mouth.

"He is my dad!"

"It's my dad--"

The waves gently hit the coastline not far away. Wherever you see, the sea and sky are the same color, and the blue Mediterranean Sea is slightly rippling. If it weren't for war, maybe this was a very good tourist destination.

Both Yang Jianyong and Tian Weiliang can feel the pain in Li Changjiang's heart.

But they also know that if they want to save people from Benghazi now, this is definitely not something that a person can do alone.

"Don't be too sad, maybe your father has escaped with the crowd. Let's go to Tripoli first, and I will contact the embassy to help you ask if there is any news about your father."

Yang Jianyong's words made Li Changjiang feel as if he had caught a life-saving straw. His eyes suddenly lit up. Without saying a word, he got straight into the car and sat coldly in the back seat.

The car started again.

Tripoli.

As the capital of Libya, it is the largest city in Villa.

Compared with the dilapidated Benghazi, Tripoli in front of me is a modern metropolis in a completely sense.

Ancient civilization plus modern construction.

But the war undoubtedly made the sky over the HN shore city with a population of nearly two million. As the rebellion war broke out, the originally prosperous city gradually became deserted.

Large-scale demonstrations and protracted military and police repression can be seen everywhere, and embassies of various countries in Libya are closed.

Except for a few armed garrisons, most of the rest of the Chinese Embassy has been evacuated.

The Libyan government forces and violent departments led by the Gaddafi government guard every street and set up extremely tight checkpoints.

The road east of Tripoli to Benghazi is almost layered with defenses, with a large number of refugees and vehicles stranded along the way.

"Generous lady, thank you!"

After thanking the Libyan woman, Liu Bo and Meng Yao got out of the car and squeezed towards the checkpoint.

The densely packed people were all covered with people, and the two were dressed in rags. Apart from the eye-catching eastern corners, they were no different from other refugees.

Shortly after the two left, two more cars were parked on the side of the road, and the door was pushed open. The leader was Director Hao, and in addition to that, there were Yang Jianyong's soldiers, Li Xiaomao, Yang Sheng and Teng Fei.

"Please carry him, we cannot leave the bodies of Chinese people in Libya."

"Director Hao, you go first, we will wait for our captain here."

Hao Bing was stunned.

I looked at Li Xiaomao and the other two.

"Okay, if Captain Yang comes back, you ask him to go to the embassy to find me. I still have important information on me and can't stay for more, so let's go."

Turning around and rushing into the crowd, leaving Li Xiaomao and others alone.

"Xiao Mao, what should we do now?"

"What can I do? Go back."

"go back?"

"What? You don't want to? The captain asked us to come out first. Now the captain and Tian Weiliang don't know whether they die or live. Should we leave our brothers behind?"

"Okay, go back! At worst, people will die and go up to the sky."

The three of them turned around and suddenly felt a commotion behind them, and then they heard the sound of machine gun shooting.

Da da da da da!

Bang bang!

“RPG!”

"Do not to escape!"

boom!

The elongated flame tail exploded, and then the crowd suddenly dispersed and cried.

Da da da da da!

The machine gun bullets poured out flames and harvested life. The entire checkpoint was immediately bleeding, and it was so terrible that it was hard to see.

Li Xiaomao was shocked.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, the situation is unclear, please avoid it quickly, RPG!"

Another RPG was dragging its long tail flames and flew towards this side. The three of them were not even able to breathe and were swept out by the blown air waves.

As soon as Li Xiaomao got up, he saw a group of figures running towards them. It was Hao Bing who had just left not long ago and several other Chinese.

"Person Li! Person Li!"

Hiss-It hurts!

"Director Hao, what happened?"

"A small team of rebels mingled among the refugees and infiltrated. There were about twenty people. Now there is no way to get past the front. How about it? Is it okay?"

Hao Bing patted Li Xiaomao's side face and spoke very quickly.

Cluster the team.

A group of people were nestled behind a bus not far away, surrounded by people fleeing.

Sudden.

Li Xiaomao seemed to see two Chinese people from the corner of his eyes.

"Look, is that ours?"

Li Xiaomao pointed his hand eastward, and everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a man and a woman running back as if they were dead, with an oriental face.

Of course, it is not necessarily Chinese.
To be continued...