"Robber, rogue, obedient, obedient, come here and you will have eggs to eat..."

When Yuncai brought the stray dog ​​in, a smelly smell suddenly spread in the room.

This is a stray dog ​​he picked up at the door. The white dog's hair is dirty, stained with a lot of grass roots, sand, and a black spot on his nose and head. It is obvious that he had just made it stealing garbage at the door of Liu Liu's cooking squad.

Long Wei told him to bring all the things he brought. When he asked him what else was unique, he remembered the stray dog.

In addition to being dirty, this dog has another characteristic, which is that it is ugly!

Apart from that, there are almost no advantages.

Yun Cai saw Long Wei’s expressionless face, and he felt that he had recommended it was a little bit shattered, so he quickly said embarrassedly: “I am willing to raise CHONG things at home. Team Li always criticized me, but when I scolded the team members, everyone was not convinced, and they started arguing. This 'rogue' was not stubborn. If it was okay, I would talk to him, Dalong, I…”

Long Wei observed this guy named "rogue". He was about the same size as an ordinary dog, and he looked unlovely at all. He was humming and whispered around when he saw someone, always rubbing at him, like he was inviting CHONG, or even asking for something to eat. I really couldn't see any advantages.

"I'll take all the other things, that's fine. I'm not going to walk around, you scoundrel..." Long Wei patted the dog's head, raised his head and spoke to Yuncai. He seemed to notice something was wrong. He immediately looked down at the dog with embarrassment and said, "This dog's 'rogue', I'll take it with me..."

That night, the riot team sent a team of members at the entrance of Green City. They were on duty in the bus in the jungle on the side of the road to prevent the crowds of riots from rushing over to Boertai. At the same time, Corno and the riot command center jointly reported the situation to the headquarters, reporting the situation and asking for instructions on the action. The headquarters verified it from multiple parties, and finally issued a plan at around 10 o'clock in the evening: deal with it according to the situation.

When he got this fax, Li Jun and a few backbones sat in the corridor for a small meeting. The purpose was very clear. These villagers were tempted by bandits to cause trouble, but it would be inappropriate if they directly used force because of the trouble.

After all, the riot team is performing tasks in a strange country and has mastered a lot of local laws and folk customs, but in-depth research on some customs is still at a shallow level. For example, many people in this place have multiple wives, family members and clan elders, etc. I heard that even the local judicial departments have acquiesced to family lynching. If these acumen are touched at once, the problem will easily escalate.

"There are many demonstrations in their place, and many festival parades. When encountering unpleasant things, they will also march, shout slogans and whisper banners. Seeing that there is a lot of garbage on the ground, they also organize people to march on the streets. What category do they belong to now? Team Li, so far, we have not received any calls from the families of the dead and injured to ask for help from the police. There are no victims, and they have not yet attacked the government and public places. Even if they smashed the town office, we still lack evidence now. What about the evidence?" Zhang Lin, the captain of the fifth squad, squadron, squad, said seriously.

He passed the Grand Judicial Examination two years ago, is familiar with various laws and understands a lot of international law. He said, pulling the screen of his mobile phone with one hand, looking through some legal points, and casually said: "In a small city in many countries, there are hundreds of demonstrations a day, and even CHONG items have no place to stroll around, they make trouble, and ask the government to solve this problem..."

He is undoubtedly very authoritative in this regard. Once the point of view is thrown out, Li Jun has a headache. Li Jun was still worried about this issue just now, and his worry just now just felt that it was inappropriate. Now, after he was told by him, he fell into thinking about this aspect again.

After discussing, Lao Li convinced him with an omnipotent view, that is, to adhere to the principle of rational civilization and other action.

The next morning, a group of three cars got on the road, and large armored personnel carriers appeared in unison and galloped towards the Boertai in the distance.

The road to Buertai is undulating and bumpy. It often encounters deep-sinking sections of the road. The mud-water pits on the sandy road are often two or three meters deep. The riot-proof vehicles have to rush down the hillside next to it.

This kind of situation is everywhere. Li Jun, who was struggling, had to stand outside to command every time. Seeing the wheels rushing towards the deep pit with a very hanging wheel, his face was filled with sweat.

After a few rounds, Old Li, who was covered in sweat, looked at the rising sun in the east, and sweat flowed into his eyes, his face full of annoyance and anger.

Long Wei sat on the last troop, leaning quietly on the last row of seats, and next to the stray dog ​​rogue. The dog chain around this guy was pulled in his hand by Long Wei, and he was pulled tightly. He seemed to be excited by the car. He always wanted to open his mouth and bark, but every time he was tied by Long Wei, he was so scared that he dodged to the side and no longer dared to look at the new owner.

"Old Li, this is really almost the case, alas..." Long Wei was really worried for Li Jun.

They are all backbones at the squadron leader level, but in the face of complex and changing situations, not everyone can adapt to the situation, and they will be praised after decisively dealing with it.

The people from the Second Squadron began to go down to check the road conditions. The long bamboo poles were inserted into the mud and water to see if they were destroyed by the fierce people. They looked like they were facing a great enemy. Long Wei remembered the rain these days. Every time it rained, it only took half an hour to make the yard a marina. Just imagine that this mud road in the mountains was also ravaged by heavy rain.

When he looked outside, he found that there were no footprints on the edge of the ditch here. Li Jun and the others did not notice this at all, because they had the "presumption of guilt" in their minds and were worried that there was something wrong here. They would never observe and think calmly like him. They were also wet on the ground, and someone walked by the side, which was absolutely different from the place they had not walked by.

He pulled the "rogue" stray dog ​​in front of him, let him sit on the ground, and teased him for his movements.

After some investigation, Li Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief and decided to continue on the road. He walked to each car and explained, saying that in the event of an emergency, he had to leave the car as soon as possible. The car was easily an important target for attack. When he walked to the last personnel carrier, he looked at the dragon power inside with a deep look.

Long Wei was teasing the dog attentively, sometimes he was angry with a dark face, sometimes knocking on its forehead from the air, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly: "This squadron leader is okay, he is quite tactful and has not caused trouble."

There was a dragon power in the convoy. Although he was just one person, he was already very angry. This guy was full of wits and had done several major services. At this time, he was likely to be disliked by anything. He came out from time to time and said domineeringly, pretending to be a big-tailed wolf. No matter whether he could help or not, the captain Li Jun would be very annoyed.

Fortunately, he knew the rules much, so he drank the dog and looked at the scenery. It seemed that he was relaxing. If he continued to do so, he would help the team members see the cars and equipment, and he could also gain everyone's love.

"The machete, axe, and bayonet are all hidden. Alva, where is your old man? Have you arranged it..." John looked at the group of people squatting on the ground and shouted even more violently.

Some anti-inflammatory leaves were smeared on the back of his hand, which looked a little eye-catching, and reminded him that the evil people were observing from a distance. If they did not follow this vicious plan, let alone his palms, their limbs would probably fall to the ground instantly, as nauseating and terrifying as the livestock with eight petals removed.

The young and middle-aged man named Alva was wearing a spacious shabby top and shabby jeans that had several holes. When the wind blew, he exposed his thick legs full of disgusting hairs.

He touched his eyes full of boredom, put his hand on his forehead, and looked around the dark crowd. After no results, he saw his father under the tree next to the grass.

Old Alva stretched out his back and turned black, his fingers were grinding white hands, and he grabbed a few white queens in the ant nest, and put them in his mouth beautifully, like a starving ghost who saw a delicious food, eating with relish. Several ants crawled onto his feet like bark, and he reached out and grabbed them, and put them in his mouth to chew.

If others think of this, they will definitely vomit continuously and have a look of ghosts on the scene. But this is a war-torn country, a place where you can live and content yourself.

The old man listened to his son calling him, looked back and looked at him dullly, but there was no place to move at all. He focused on eating live food. It seemed that those protein-rich things were much more important than his son.

Alva walked over with her face, grabbed his shoulder, squatted on the ground and grabbed a handful of sand and soil, lifted him up, regardless of whether the old man opened his mouth or closed his mouth, stuffed the sand and soil into it, cursing wildly: "The person who killed my mother is here, is our enemy. If you don't take revenge today, I will throw you into the sea to feed the sharks."

Old Alva seemed to be very sensitive to the enemy who killed his wife. She spit out sand and stomped her feet and scolded: "Beast, beast, you women can't use iron sticks."

His wife died fifteen years ago and was killed by the first generation of bandits using a red-burned iron rod. He also asked him to hold his young son and watch it, and then decided whether to take out the inferior gold hidden in his house.

From that night, the old man went crazy and his son gradually became sensible. Not only did he not support him, but he also learned from many gangsters. This is the complex interpersonal relationship in the special environment of the war zone. It looks sad and pitiful, but in fact it is just a corner of the fog of sin.

When the action team arrived, it was noon, and under the hot sky, the troublemakers had prepared gifts for the team members.

Two long ditches have been dug out of the middle road. They are to prevent the riot team from driving over. The natural trench formed by the ditch more than one meter deep is enough to block armored vehicles of all sizes.

Because it is not on the battlefield now, even if the armored vehicles can rush over with difficulty, Li Jun, the commander, will not act rashly. He cannot grasp the basic situation now, and there are still many civilized and rational work that has not been carried out.

A whistle of emergency gathering sounded, and the two teams got out with shields in hand. The team members dispersed in an orderly and nervous manner, and the shields were unanimously outward. A pair of alert eyes appeared behind the shield, and a self-defense formation was formed instantly.
Chapter completed!