The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

Before Counselor Lu could answer, Jiang Hongrong put on his body armor and gave the staff one by the way.

"Put it on!

You take us there and point out the place. How many children are there to evacuate? "

"A lot, more than 150, and a few nurses are Tutsi women."

Lu Shudong took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Wang, accompany Comrade Jiang and the others. I also want two volunteers to drive. It's China-Brazil!"

Three men raised their hands. The older two were full-time drivers of the embassy, ​​and the other was a corporate employee who had taken refuge.

The older driver of the embassy said: "I have been a soldier, and I will go with you."

Another said: "You can't drive without being a soldier? I've been a militia!"

Lu Shudong hurriedly said to his two subordinates: "Listen to Comrade Jiang's arrangement, pay attention to safety!"

"Yes, counselor!"

People can't have a fever in their brains, and this fever will be impulsive, and it will develop like those Hutu thugs outside. If it gets better, it will be like Counselor Lu and these people, leaving troubles and dangers behind their heads for the time being!

Human nature.

Upon seeing the situation, the guy from the enterprise hurriedly said: "I have been a car soldier for eight years!"

After speaking, he also paid a standard Chinese military salute to Jiang Hongrong and Counselor Lu, and at the same time reported the number and name of the previous unit.

Yes, this one will go with him, and he will be responsible for driving one of the pickup trucks. What is lacking now is manpower.

Jiang Hongrong ordered the other eleven people in the guest room of the conference, which would leave 8 brothers enough, not to mention the remote fire support from the roof of the hotel.

They also gave each of the three drivers a spare M9 pistol, briefly explaining how to use it.

They were all veterans and immediately understood how to use them.

"The only two minibuses in the embassy are big enough. If you drive there, you should be able to install them and be relatively safe."

Lu Shudong specifically explained.

This is Africa. It is a trivial thing to squeeze a minibus into the fifty or sixty, let alone pretend to be a child.

Jiang Hongrong quickly informed the headquarters of the hotel that he could actually do this with autonomy, and Guan Xingquan wanted the squad leaders below to have the ability to make decisions.

But when it comes to the Huaxia Embassy, ​​it is better to let people in the headquarters know about this situation.

No problem, if needed, the hotel can allocate some manpower to support it.

"I will send people to the hotel and come back later." After talking with Lu Shudong, Jiang Hongrong carried the assault rifle and walked out, "Give me the machine gun!"

At this time, Counselor Lu chased it out and handed a national flag propped up by a branch to Jiang Hongrong.

"Tie the car! If the road to the north is blocked when you come back, send it to the embassy."

Jiang Hongrong nodded, took the bright national flag and set off.

Two pickup trucks one after the other, with two minibuses with embassy license plates in between, drove out of the gate of the embassy and headed for the Red Cross orphanage near the western residential area at high speed.

Lu Shudong watched the door shut again, and remained silent. On the one hand, He Siji knew that he was under pressure, and did not speak.

In the face of human nature, discipline can be sidelined temporarily. As for the future...

I'll talk about it in the future!

Jiang Hongrong was in the lead car, and the national flag was erected on the fence of the pickup. As soon as he got out of the embassy, ​​he spoke to him and said, "Speed ​​up, and if you run into a roadblock, let the **** go away!"

With all the faces of Chinese people, there shouldn't be too much trouble on the way here, but it's hard to say when they come back.

Drive south for nearly one kilometer, then turn west.

For the first one kilometer, because it was in the government and embassy area, I didn't see a roadblock. Some government vehicles and garishly dressed militiamen passed by.

Quite funny people have African machete for chopping bananas, spears, hoes and sharpened sticks.

It seems that the waist is made of twigs as a belt, and many thugs still have a strip of white cloth tied to their heads.

I don't know why, a ridiculous thought suddenly flashed in Jiang Hongrong's mind: these Hutu thugs who are younger in grade, how do they look a bit like Wang Xiaoer.

But it was just a moment of feeling, because the cowherd baby Wang Xiaoer is a hero, but outside these are thugs, scum, and beasts!

When the car was turning and the speed of the car was slowing down, he had already seen that the machete and spear in the hands of those people were stained with blood, and he stared into the eyes of the thugs. The eyes of these black animals were a little inexplicably righteous. His eyes were indifferent and deep-staring into the eyes, some of them were hollow and black.

Fought in wars, fought many battles, fought for the country, fought for money, and now more is fought for life habits. Jiang Hongrong knows why this person has such strange eyes.

That was the paranoid look after killing someone!

In the two minibuses, there is a driver and an additional team member. The other 12 team members are on two pickup trucks. There are three in one and two in the other. The little king who leads the way sits in the co-pilot of the first car. Location leads the way.

All the assault rifles in the car body showed up, and I was directly in my hand. One of them was manipulating an RPK machine gun mounted on the top of the car, which was all loaded.

The Rwandan army does not have body armor, and those Hutu thugs with little culture only know that this team armed to the teeth is a foreign army.

This will be in Kigali. The peacekeeping forces are all eight-nation coalition forces, both black and white. They can't read the flag of others, and the mobs on the road don't bother to think about which country the army that is obviously going to pick up people is from.

Just don't provoke them, people are armed to their teeth, and rely on spears and swords to find fault?

It's better to slaughter a few more Tutsi cockroaches.

As for the government forces, they recognized the flags erected by this convoy, and the well water did not violate the river water, and ignored them.

Everyone was in peace for the time being. Not far after turning the corner, when a roadblock set up by government troops appeared there, there were about a dozen government troops and two jeeps parked there.

The speed of the car slowed down, and the guns of the three people on the roof were only aimed at the Rwandans, and even those who drove the minibus placed their pistols in a convenient position.

Xiao Wang, the co-pilot, rolled down the window in advance and shouted out loudly in Kinyarwanda: "We are the team of the Chinese Embassy!"

No one was near, fools could feel the strong hostility of the heavily armed Chinese soldiers in the car. There was no contradiction before, and the two minibuses seemed to be empty, so they moved away from the roadblock.

After speeding up, it turned out to be another checkpoint after a few hundred meters, but it was not set up by the government, but a militia with bells and whistles and a machete.

Don't let Xiao Wang shout this time. One of the people in the car yelled directly in English: "Move the wood and get out of the way!"

A tree trunk is used as a roadblock, and I don’t know if people understand it. Anyway, the trunk has been moved away-thugs are also afraid of violence!

Huaxia people are kind to people, and suddenly they run into a bunch of arrogant and unreasonable people, and the thugs are also afraid.

Blowing the whistle and calling someone?

Seeing those with guns can really shoot!

After making two bends in the pipe, "the front door is right there, there is a red cross sign." Little Wang said.

The car turned a corner.

"not good!"

Xiao Wang shouted-the orphanage has arrived, but the big iron gate is open, and there are still a few people in the floral shirts of the Hutu radical militia group and holding them in their hands.

Jiang Hongrong shouted: "Come in!"

As soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the pickup roared and rushed directly into the gate.

At that moment, Jiang Hongrong saw the situation inside the door clearly-at least forty or fifty thugs were holding machetes and surrounded a large number of black children and women, and some thugs dragged the children out of the house on the side.

The cry of the child was mixed with the orphanage staff's plea to get the child back from the mob, and the clamor of the mob.

A mob wearing a flowered shirt and holding a machete was slashing the machete at a half-year-old child. The child screamed heartbreakingly!

There are still several children lying on the ground!

"Da da da!"

The mob with a machete flew out, and the brother in the car shot!

"Kill all these beasts, kill them all, kill them all, leaving none!"

Before the car stopped, Jiang Hongrong jumped out of the car and exploded a thug's head with a shot of Glock in his hand!