The Liberisen Kingdom near the equator is the country closest to the sun next to the equator, and is now shrouded in a gray atmosphere of death.

The Figure 54 transport plane departs from the northwest border of China, travels thousands of kilometers, and flies towards the place where the sun lands.

Long Wei and his comrades have never seen such a wonder. The closer they get to the African land, the more strange and mysterious the scenery in the air is. The sun in front is getting bigger and bigger, and you can almost feel its furnace-like heat and terrifying. A few thousand meters below the plane, you are passing by the world-famous Milch Desert, and you can vaguely see the rolling sand waves.

Long Weiyi was in the seat by the window and felt the plane bumping violently again. He couldn't help but look outside, and was even more surprised: in the sea of ​​clouds around him, several large clouds collided together, and after rubbing..., he emitted dazzling lightning!

Lightning is right in front of you! And it is a long and continuous Razer.

The plane is avoiding lightning and diving!

"Liberisen Country, it is indeed a country with a strange environment. It's a pity for the unique scenery and resources. People with many disasters..." Long Wei thought of the country's high-density forest coverage and the green scenery like ink paintings. He felt a sense of responsibility and regret suddenly, and his tiger eyes couldn't help but become serious.

When the plane slowly landed at the Monroe International Airport, the capital of Liberisen, the simple military-civilian dual-purpose airport was surrounded by many soldiers wearing unarmed bands. They stood everywhere, waiting for the arrival of the Chinese peacekeeping riot team.

"The Chinese are coming, and there is a lot of noise. These guys from the Marine Election Liberation Organization have really powerful intelligence clues, faster than the heavy rain." An European peacekeeping officer was standing behind a sandbag at the level not far from the airport, looking at the raindrops falling in the clear sky with annoyance.

Da da da da da da da da da!

Among the rings in front of the fortifications, several peacekeepers were having sporadic exchanges of fire with the bandits organized by the Mavericks in the jungle in the distance.

Liberisen does not have the so-called four seasons in China. There are only two annoying seasons, dry season and rainy season. During the rainy season, heavy rainfall continues one day, which can drop more than 5,000 millimeters a year. During the dry season, it is rarely seen rainfall. He used the rainfall in the rainy season to talk about the frequency of attacks of the bandits, which shows how much energy it took to deal with the flying bomb rain in the sky.

The "elephant bosses" who are carefully preparing to welcome the riot team are also preparing to join the bandit army camps around the capital!

In a villa near the sea jungle, the commander-in-chief of the bandit army in the general's uniform, Priss, sat on a solid wooden chair on the steps, gently stroked his chin, and the huge diamond ring on his fingers flashed brightly with his fingers, and a dull and sinister voice came from his mouth:

"Damn Chinese and damn international community, they sent another group of desperate guys! They were so arrogant that they were home. More than 100 people, with some light and heavy weapons, they wanted to come to this muddy water. What did their government think? Didn't they check the information about my majestic elephant? Tysonda, what does their number mean?"

There were seven or eight fully armed, burly maverick organization officers standing in the hall, with a shiny black and shiny skin and a murderous aura on their faces. Lieutenant Colonel Tysonda seemed to be ordinary among them. When he heard his question, before he could answer, someone next to him replied loudly: "Commander, 100 people, haha, it's not enough for me to kill a small charge in the Red Dragon Tribe. I heard that they were well equipped, and their muscles would probably be fresh, my brothers..."

The person who spoke was Roddy, a capable general under Commander Priss, who is now the colonel commander of War C. When he spoke, the guys around him who usually kill people couldn't help but dodge to the side.

More than a decade ago, Pris, known as the strange youth, said that he was possessed by the devil Satan. After using his conspiracy and tricks to plan a coup as the head of the Presidential Palace, Roddy was still a militant from a tribe of 100,000. He took off his clothes when he encountered armed conflicts and charged in soft-skinned boots. After a few hours, he often easily killed people from a village and was cursed by the locals as "devil".

Red Dragon is the nickname given by the Western African governments to this murderous and brutal guy, and he himself likes it very much.

Listening to his contemptuous comment on the Chinese riot team, Lieutenant Colonel Tysonda wanted to say that this group of people should not be underestimated. When the words came to his mouth, he said perfunctorily: "Commander, with your strength, it won't take long. This place is their grave. Let the mavericks take action. If you beat him a few games, they will tremble and die unwillingly."

While speaking, he glanced at the diamond ring on the finger of Pris.

"Blood Diamond"!

In the diamond-rich Liberisen country, Priss was not only a militant, but also created countless insidious activities of superficial support and smuggling diamonds in secret to raise military expenses during several international mediations.

When his eyes moved to a metal bracelet on Pris' wrist, his eyes suddenly retracted and he never dared to say a word again.

The bracelet is made of skulls. Anyone who is a masturbation knows that every skull is covered with blood that opposes the Priss, most of which are the brains of the dead!

...

When Picture 54 slowly stopped on the airport runway, through the window, he saw the heavily guarded military and police outside being on guard. The signs of large-caliber guns and can be seen vaguely on the tower. Deputy Captain Chen Qiang leaned over his body in the neighbor's seat and whispered to Sun Yuanzheng: "Captain, it's true that the security situation here is not optimistic. After a while, inform the squadrons, gather and get on the bus immediately, and then go to the transfer camp. The prevention there should be good."

The transit camp he mentioned is a place where peacekeepers must take up their living conditions after they arrive in the mission area, where they learn simple international regulations and get ID cards, and many drivers have to undergo strict adaptability assessments. The place has always been guarded by experienced peacekeeping troops, and it is the safest place in the mission area!

Before Sun Yuanzheng boarded the plane, he heard Zhao Menghan's introduction. The arrival of the Chinese riot team has attracted great attention from the international community. Many journalists from the news media rushed to the airport and would do some interviews!

"Deputy Team Chen, I'm here, so I'm open and open. We're not here to visit relatives to travel, so I'll inform Li Jun!" Sun Yuanzheng did not agree with his suggestion, but said his point of view lightly: the Chinese riot team must make a good appearance when it appears, and must appear handsomely and majestic in front of the local people!

Li Jun is 1.85 meters tall, tall and thin, with protruding facial features, and his green words are very masculine. When he wears the azure blue beret, he is more in line with the aesthetic standards of Westerners.

Listening to the crew's series of commands, the cabin door slowly opened, and seeing many peacekeeping colleagues standing below, and many reporters, he glanced at the straight combat training uniform and whispered: "Follow me."

Under the scorching sun and the hot wind blew, Li Jun slowly raised the large five-star red flag, holding the long flagpole in his hand, as if holding a sacred responsibility, and suddenly stood up in the air and waved it vigorously.

The five-star red flag flutters in the wind on this war-torn land, extremely bright and majestic!

Sun Yuanzheng got off the plane with a group of liaison officers and greeted the Chinese who had already arrived to greet him. Long Wei and the others walked down the spiral ladder, thinking of several colleagues wearing liaison officer armbands coming.

"Haha, Dalong, they are so enthusiastic. Please click back. This is my business. It's part-time translator..." Zhu Shuai followed Long Wei, saying something professional and anxious, and walked towards the leading liaison officer two steps ahead.

Standing in front was Jones Doyle, a colleague from Eastern European countries, with a high nose and big eyes, standing proudly, waiting for the arrival of the Chinese team members. Now Mr. Jones is energetic on the surface, and he can't see the fatigue of his busyness these days. Because of the arrival of the Chinese riot team, he coordinates everywhere and is already so tired that he has thoughts.

The Chinese riot team is different from other countries. The materials transported by oceans weigh more than ten tons, not including a large number of large and small armored vehicles, personnel carriers, support vehicles, medical vehicles, forklifts. I heard that there are still many seeds, which caused him a lot of workload, so he was puzzled by many things.

After only ten seconds of getting off the spinning ladder, Long Wei felt something was wrong and asked Sha Quancai in a low voice: "Lao Sha, why do you feel like you have a fire in your throat this day?"

"Captain, the surface temperature is over 60, normal, this is the shoe..." Sha Quancai had already looked at the watch, showing that the current surface temperature is 64 degrees.

Long Wei didn't like Zhu Shuai's proactive enthusiasm. Although he didn't say it explicitly, he just snorted coldly in his breath, and did not say to him in person. He let him go over and say hello to Jones.

"Police Officer Zhu Shuai! Hello!"

"Welcome to Police Officer Zhu Shuai, I am..."

Jones stood in the distance, stretched out his hand, and said, "This was the first international colleague Zhu Shuai dealt with. He excitedly reached out to shake hands. Because he was anxious, his heavy body suddenly lost weight. He couldn't help but muttered, and quickly looked down.

Zhu Shuai first smiled dryly at Jones, and then he felt extremely annoyed: his good-quality combat boots were stuck on the hot floor, and a thick layer of things was stuck. Every step his shoes would be absorbed by the ground, making it feel like they were unable to move forward.

"Jones, Jones, this is our captain Long Wei!" Zhu Shuai was anxious for a few seconds, and immediately walked out two steps as if he was struggling to walk on stilts next to him, and pushed Long Wei out and introduced him so that he could help him to relieve himself.

Long Wei stood there calmly. Although he had long seen that Zhu Shuai was embarrassed, he looked silent and serious, with a look of seriousness, and gently stretched out his hand, his palm was fixed in the air, and his voice was loud and faint: "Long Wei!"

This is definitely a cold and confident voice, neither humble nor arrogant, and if you walk a little step forward, you will be waiting for you to come over and shake hands and greet.

Jones's eyes moved from his face to his chest... on the bright country flag sign in front of him, hesitated for a few seconds, then hesitated and walked over, holding his hand and said in a formal manner: "Welcome to you."

Zhu Shuai felt a lot of emotion and sighed more about admiration for Long Wei: He stood there without moving, waiting for you to come over and avoid burning his shoes. The key is to maintain the dignity of the peacekeepers of the Great China Power!

The group greeted the person who was picking up the station. Sun Yuanzheng answered many reporters' questions and walked towards the minibus in the distance.

"Captain, why did Jones shake hands so much? He tried to exert force when he came up." Sha Quancai followed Long Wei with a serious face, walked quickly, and said in a whistle.
Chapter completed!