Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 365

The problem of doors and windows has been temporarily solved, but the sandbox required for building blast-proof walls is still a problem.

Locke went back on vacation. If he couldn’t get the sandbox, he couldn’t build an explosion-proof wall. There was only a circle of barbed wire around the camp. It was a transparent thing. If you look in from the outside, you can see everything clearly. Hide that rifle, and throw a shuttle at will, maybe a lucky bullet will hit the peacekeeping force officer and soldier inside.

After the members of the KLM armed group withdrew that night, the officers and soldiers of the peacekeeping battalion were all very nervous.

A week later, the camp began to take shape. Commander Xia ordered the team's network technicians to install monitoring probes throughout the camp to improve the entire monitoring network, and he felt relieved.

But before everyone could catch their breath, there was a sudden news that made the whole peacekeeping camp tense again.

The connection is local elections.Generally speaking, the entry of peacekeeping troops is to assist local elections that are not affected by force, and to elect a legitimate government that meets the wishes of the people to serve the country.

At that time, it was the general election of country L, and there were voting activities in various places. Since the PLA peacekeeping battalion had just arrived, it did not participate in security tasks.

For armed groups like the opposition and KLM, general elections are not what they want to see, and they do not plan to participate in serious elections, and hope to directly obtain some power through negotiations.

Therefore, the general election is a thorn in their side, and the peacekeeping force responsible for maintaining the election order is their thorn in the flesh.

Perhaps KLM's attention was focused on the general election during that time, so there was no trouble with the PLA peacekeeping camp after that night.

On the first day of the general election, the peacekeeping battalion still received a warning.

At noon that day, Xia Zhiguo was taking a nap on the camp bed in his room when the phone rang suddenly.

He picked it up and listened, and his face became serious within a few seconds.

"In the past three days? Is the information reliable?"

After getting the answer, he lost all sleepiness, put on his shoes and went to the duty room, and then called the heads of the various teams to hold an impromptu meeting.

Xia Zhiguo notified everyone of a piece of information that he had just obtained from the Intelligence Department of the Eastern Theater Command - within three days, there may be an IED or a car bomb attack in the urban area of ​​J City. Be alert to avoid accidents.

The nerves that had been relaxed just now tensed up again.

three days?

This is the date of the election.

The general election just ended three days later.

The goal is already very clear, and it is nothing more than targeting the general election. Some people don't want this general election to go smoothly.

In the end, Xia Zhiguo announced that the alert level would be raised from red to black, which was already the highest alert level.

Under this alert level, all activities that require going out are stopped, and the security personnel in the camp area are doubled.

The news spread to all the units, and the most pressured one was actually the guard unit.

The job of the engineering detachment is to immediately strengthen the fortifications of each key sentry post and warning point in the camp under the existing conditions.

And this black alert level means more and more frequent alert tasks for the security unit, and all ammunition is sent to the shift, and light weapons are not stored in the warehouse. They are all carried with them, even when they eat and sleep.

The atmosphere suddenly became dignified.

When I went to collect the ammunition and came back, when I was pressing the ammunition in the room, Lieutenant Jibo and his seven men in the next room watched a movie in front of a 20-inch computer screen.

Movies are played on CDs, bought from small vendors like Ham Fatah, and there is a VCD player.

This kind of thing that has long been outdated in China is still very popular here.

Fatty Wei heard the movement, walked to the door and glanced over there, then came back and said, "Do you know what movie they are watching?"

While checking the ammunition, Li Zheng asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Black Eagle Down." Fatty Wei's tone sounded a little weird, and he said after a long time, "Why do they like to watch this..."

Li Zheng heard a hint of ominousness from the slightly fat tone.

In those few days, there were indeed many strange pickups on the roads around the camp.

Some of the pickup trucks were loaded with live ammunition, and some armed men who looked like they were not soldiers of the government army were sitting on the road, screaming and speeding past the road.

However, everything seems to be uneventful.

No bad news, and the camp was quiet.

Still the clouds are calm, the wind is light, the water is still and the river is flying...

On the night of the third day, when he was on duty, Fatty Wei said to Li Zheng: "It seems that my worries are unnecessary. After tonight, nothing else will happen."

Li Zheng always thought that Fatty Wei had a crow's mouth.

Anything he says is impossible is possible.

He said that what is possible generally fails.

He wanted to stop Fatty Wei, but it was too late.

"I said Fatty, can you talk with that mouth after tonight?" He couldn't help but warn Fatty Wei.

Yang Hui on the side also echoed: "Yes, yes, Fatty Wei's good mouth is not ugly."

It was evening, and the setting sun was like blood.

Yang Hui looks to the west, and the setting sun is on the distant horizon. Yellow soil and blood-colored light are mixed together. The picture has a bit of sadness and a bit of weird magic.

"Why do I feel that something is going to happen..."

Facts have proved that Fatty Wei's mouth has been opened.

Big V Yang Hui's mouth is also.

At eight o'clock in the evening, after the election poll had ended, when Li Zheng and the brothers in the platoon had finished eating and hadn't returned to work, they were talking nonsense in the room. Suddenly, the whistle for emergency assembly sounded in the camp.

"Fuck!"

Yang Hui was the first to jump up.

Then he glanced at Fatty Wei and cursed: "Fatty, your crow's mouth!"

Fatty Wei was not to be outdone, didn't you also say something was going to happen?You are the crow's mouth.

Everyone took guns, put on helmets, and rushed out fully armed as usual.

In the compound of the camp, personnel from various platoons have assembled one after another.

Xia Zhiguo was also dressed in camouflage and body armor, and had already stood there waiting.

After the team was assembled, he came up without talking nonsense, and said directly: "15 minutes ago, after the polling station in J City closed, the vehicle transporting the votes was attacked on the way back to the campaign headquarters. Some people were injured in the peacekeeping team responsible for escorting the ballots, but there has been no death report. Since the attack point is only 36 kilometers away from us, the Eastern Theater Command ordered us to immediately reinforce the attacked convoy. Other support is also on the way. The security team is currently in charge of the camp The security task is very heavy, and this time the task is in charge of the quick-reverse platoon, and the rest of the personnel stay in the camp area to be on standby at any time, and strengthen the vigilance! The quick-reverse platoon stays, and the rest of the team disbands!"

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(End of this chapter)