Automotive Black Technology Chapter 346: : People in troubled times are worse than dogs.

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At the end of the fork in the road is a dilapidated village. Colorful plastic bags can be seen everywhere, failing to add even a trace of vitality to this lifeless village.

Perhaps in order to give themselves a little sense of security, the original villagers also built a crooked fence with wood around the village. But the circle of taunting fences like canine teeth is more like a smile without lips, mercilessly mocking the ignorance of the villagers and the chaos of the world.

A few children hiding behind the fence like ostriches saw the familiar UN logo on the car. They immediately spread their dirty little faces, spread out their mud-covered feet and quickly moved closer. come over.

Even though he is suffering from hunger, death, the most ruthless torture in the world, the child still has innocence in his heart. They know that although these uncles with red and yellow stars embroidered on their shoulder armbands hold guns, they will never bring sorrow or nightmares.

In the eyes of children, good and evil are so simple; good brings happiness, and evil brings sadness.

Every time these uncles come over, you can get chocolates and clean bottled water from them. If you're lucky, there will be square noodle cubes that are delicious even when chewed dry.

So to them, these uncles with red stars on their arms are good people.

"Deputy deputy, we are here!"

Zhang Dafu slowed down the car and turned around to report.

Vice Class Wu jumped out of the chariot and was immediately surrounded by children.

Not dissatisfied with the dirty and messy hair of these children, he touched the top of the head of the little girl in front of him. While taking out chocolates from his pocket, he asked in a somewhat unfamiliar local dialect: "Where are the adults?"

"They are all going over there!" The little girl pointed to the west, "Go and help Uncle Hong build a very big well!" She answered with her big eyes, quickly holding the chocolate in her hand. arrive.

Obviously, she wasn't going to eat the chocolates.

Even though she was only five years old, she knew that she had a young brother in the family behind her. That younger brother who is often sick needs these dark and sweet things more than himself.

Deputy Wu nodded to her.

The "Uncle Red" in the little girl's mouth refers to the work clothes of Sinochem Petroleum's department in Sudan. And those "big, big wells" should be the ongoing oilfield infrastructure.

In fact, many times, these aborigines are of little help. They are completely unable to do technical work, and they are too weak to do laborious work. However, in order to maintain good relations with the local people, PetroChina will still ask these residents to help with some infrastructure projects and give them some remuneration that can sustain their lives.

This can be regarded as friendship from China.

It is this kind of goodwill that is implemented at the most grassroots level. Whether in South Sudan or North Sudan, Chinese oil people can successfully lay oil pipelines to most places.

Well, most places.

Until he willingly let a group of dirty little "robbers" plunder all the snacks and temporary rations from him. The soldiers got back into the car with smiles and rushed to the PetroChina Infrastructure Department in the west of the village - their mission place.

Twenty minutes later, PetroChina camp.

At this time, there was a busy scene in the camp.

Seeing the UN vehicle approaching, a middle-aged man with eyes and drawings at the construction site rushed forward to greet it.

Deputy Wu got out of the car, quickly straddled his rifle behind his back, and stepped forward to salute: "Hello, comrade! The situation in Chalfur has been chaotic recently. Our department has received an order from our superiors and will provide you with key protection within a week. , I hope you will cooperate!”

"Thank you, comrades! We will fully cooperate and obey your arrangements. Oh, it's great that you are here. I can always hear gunshots nearby these days, and I can't sleep well."

After the Wu class deputy finished the ceremony, he stretched out his hand and shook his hand tightly, "Well, it's not peaceful here recently. Nothing unexpected happened, right?"

"That's not true. It's just that there are always people exploring around the camp recently. After exploration, it is very likely that there is a large oil reservoir under our feet. We have brought a lot of supplies this time. I am afraid that it has already I'm being targeted. But it's better if you come. I don't think those militants dare to come, haha."

Deputy Wu Ban smiled and nodded, "It's better to be cautious. The people causing trouble this time are the Jane Weigard armed forces. These people are very complex, and there are many extremists among them. They are extremely vicious and cunning. Let's stop them. If you have suffered losses in the past, you must not let down your guard.”

The middle-aged man stroked his glasses and nodded solemnly.

While the two were talking, the soldiers had quickly observed the surrounding environment and deployed observation posts at several commanding heights.

. . . . . .

The violent sun still spreads its poisonous sunshine.

Above the sky, except for the yellow sand blown up by the gusts of wind, nothing else was visible within a few miles.

Everything seemed to be calm.

But this kind of peace only lasted until about three o'clock in the afternoon.

The first one to notice something strange was Zhang Dafu.

From where he stood, he could just observe the direction of zhajarwa. Even two almost inaudible gunshots did not escape Dafu's ears.

Just as he was reporting on the walkie-talkie, another thick plume of smoke rose in the direction of the village.

"Dong three, dong three, I am Yaoyao, I have discovered the situation in the east of the camp!"

"I am Dong San, please report in detail!"

"There seems to be a gunfight in zhajarwa village, please give me instructions!"

At this moment, a report came from another observation post: "Dong three, dong three! This is dong nine! An unknown vehicle is approaching from the southeast! Requesting instructions!"

After receiving these two reports, Deputy Wu immediately became extremely vigilant.

At this time, some residents who were helping in the camp started crying when they saw the thick smoke rising from the east, and ran in that direction like crazy.

When Vice Ban Wu saw this, he immediately ordered the surrounding CNPC workers: "Stop them, don't let them run around! Gather the people in the camp immediately!"

The workers were obviously trained. After hearing his order, they immediately began to put down their work and quickly gathered inside the camp.

At this time, a local villager struggled out from among the workers, screaming and shouting: "Let me out! My child is still in the village!"

Deputy Wu stopped the thin woman and said, "No, it's dangerous!"

When she heard the danger, the woman struggled even more crazily. But how could a skinny woman break away from the burly Deputy Wu?

Finally, after struggling to no avail, the woman sat on the ground wailing.

She completely ignored her already tattered clothes, which had been torn by the struggle just now. Letting her withered **** be exposed to the air, she begged: "Please go to the village and have a look! Go and bring my children here! Please!"

Deputy Wu was on high alert, looking at the wailing mother and the shouting villagers behind her, his mind racing.

By some strange coincidence, that dirty smiling face flashed in my mind.

He gritted his teeth and seemed to have made a lot of determination. Picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered: "Everyone is here, shrink the defense! Yaoyao, Yaoer! You two drive to Zhajarwa quickly to protect the people left behind in the village!"

"Yaoyao received!"

"Yaoer received!"

Zhang Dafu glanced at Hao Shuai who was not far away, quickly got up and ran to the car.

As the saying goes, Hope Mountain is a dead horse, and it is more appropriate to place it on the plain terrain of the Charfur region.

Although the thick smoke looked not far away, when Zhang Dafu drove the car at a fast speed. After relying on the powerful body of the Knight Fifteen to survive two rounds of gunfire, it still took nearly fifteen minutes to reach Zhajarwa Village.

As they approached the village, the scene in front of them made the two of them jealous.

I saw seven or eight children who were so frightened that they had forgotten to cry hanging on the fence in front of the village.

More than 200 meters in front of the fence, several men with armed belts twisted around their bodies were practicing marksmanship with guns.

Yes, those kids were their target.

In other words, it is a target.

Hao Shuai was a little farsighted, and at a glance he saw the little girl who had taken the chocolate from Class Wu - the child had been shot in the leg, and a large amount of blood flowed from her body, staining the fence under her feet red.

Her whole body was convulsing involuntarily, and she was still holding something in her hand.

A trace of silver light shines through the reflection of the sun, which seems... to be a piece of tinfoil wrapping chocolate. (To be continued.)