The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

The required supplies and weapons were transferred to the transport plane that could enter Maso. It didn't take long for the members of the Snowy Brigade to turn around again and head to their final destination.

Three hours later, everyone landed in an open place that took nearly 2 hours to drive from the center of Mogadishu. This is an open and flat ground surrounded by mountains and dense forests. The transport plane with the words "Airdrop Aid" completed the landing.

Xia Jinyuan took the lead in the jeep driver's seat, Ye Jian sat in the co-pilot seat, while G3, K7, and Z7 were crowded in the back seat. V8 contacted the captain, "Please put down the cargo hold ladder."

"Sit tight, you can start soon!" Xia Jinyuan reminded his comrades in the car.

With the slow descent of the cargo hold ladder, the only sound of the jeep's roaring engine could be heard in the entire cabin. The instant the cabin ladder touched the ground, the jeep drove out as fast as a dead horse.

As the jeep pulled out, the V8 pulled the exterior mirror with one hand and left the cabin together.

Mogadishu is the capital of Maso and the largest city in Maso. It was called Mugudushu in Chinese in ancient times.

This is a seaport city located on the Indian Ocean in the northern part of East Africa. It used to be a peaceful place, but now Mogadishu is full of civil strife, rebellion, and wars everywhere.

With guns on the streets, terror fills the city, a veritable dangerous capital of the world.

Driving from the jungle to the road, when the car drove to a small town, K7 came forward and leased a dilapidated off-road vehicle at a very high price.

"You're so heavy, I'm about to be squeezed into a patty by you!" The V8 who jumped out of the car loosened his shoulders, and he finally stretched the shrunken muscles and bones as he moved his hands and feet.

Z7 bent over again, pulled his legs, twisted his neck from side to side, and said the same: "Your weight is not too light, my shoulders are about to be swollen by half of your side."

One car, seven people, two in the front, five in the back... It's a bit crowded indeed.

There was still a pile of equipment in the trunk, and it was impossible for anyone to get in, so he squeezed all the way. Ye Jian said that he was indeed squeezed a bit.

This time, I rented a jeep. Although it was a little broken, I didn't need to squeeze any more.

Starting from the town, the two jeeps drove for half an hour before they were intercepted by a small group of local armed men consisting of more than 10 people.

Taking a closer look at this group of militants, the members are about the same age, and they are all adults between the ages of 20 and 30, but when they saw their weapons and equipment, Z7 couldn't help but swear at first: "Damn! Mogadishu The people of China are too rich! Look at the things in their hands, and look at the hands of our domestic comrades-in-arms, today I finally know what the gap is!"

Indeed, with such a small militia team, the weapons and equipment are all modernized. There are 92F pistols, new submachine guns, and there is only one anti-tank rocket launcher!

If you really want to set up an anti-tank bazooka, it will be a headache, and it is still a difficult problem to get out of here!

There are no anti-tank bazookas, just by the armed forces in their hands... Where is the militia team, it is simply a modern fully equipped force.

Looking at the militants clamoring around the jeep, K7, who was in charge of the translation, said in a flat and unchanging voice, "You guys stay in the car and don't move, watch my gestures before moving, I'll go down with them first. Let’s talk, if we can’t use force, we try not to move.”