Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Of course, this is just wishful thinking.

Because the people on those pickup trucks are really not blind.

They got out of the car and checked the pickup truck that was overturned on the side of the road, and confirmed that the people inside were dead, and shot those who crawled out, and then suddenly someone pointed at the head——

Li Zheng's heart skipped a beat.

Still did not escape.

The armed men in the distance quickly got into the car, kicked the accelerator and raised a puff of yellow smoke, heading towards here at a fast speed.

Zhang Jian used the satellite phone to briefly report the situation here to the formation command center, then cut off the call, and said to Li Zheng and Qiang Yong: "Put the gun away first."

"Ah."

Li Zheng nodded and put away his gun.

There is no advantage in drawing a gun at this time.

First of all, I don't know who these people are.

Secondly, there are more than a dozen armed men in the three pickup trucks. Unless they get close, there is no chance of winning in the exchange of fire.

Hasselblad also reassured everyone: "Calm down, calm down! I just sent a message to our company headquarters, and they will mobilize their network to help us. Don't talk later, let me talk, don't be impulsive."

"Okay." Li Zheng smiled wryly.

Still impulsive now?

Of course not.

Sometimes it is really helpless.

This isn't making a movie, and Commando isn't invincible.

What's more, there are more than 20 people who need to be preserved, and they cannot be heroes.

Sometimes even if someone points a gun at the head, you should still laugh.

Special forces are not brainless soldiers, and of course they will not be reckless.

When the opponent's vehicle approached, Hasselblad squatted behind the mound and shouted in ALB language: "My dear brothers, don't shoot, I am not ZFJ, we are just foreign civilians who are rushing to the port of Aden."

He is also a chicken thief, actually took out a white square scarf from his arms, held it in his hand and shook it violently.

Li Zheng really couldn't figure it out, this old man's Hasselblad hid a white square scarf in his clothes, which must have been prepared a long time ago.

He was right.

The square scarf was really prepared by Hasselblad.

Don't underestimate this thing.

As a PMC company, most of the time, you have to undertake security business. The so-called security is sometimes not just to fight and kill, but to use relationships to do things. You can talk about it and never fight unless you have to use force. Otherwise try to avoid it.

Especially for this kind of escort mission, they don't even think about using force. Most of them just use softness to soften rigidity. Problems that can be solved with money are not problems, and things that can be solved with relationships are not major issues.

And the square scarf is very useful at certain times.

For example, if Hasselblad suddenly stood up from behind the mound rashly, maybe there would be a nervous recruit on the pickup truck, and he would just raise his hand and give him a shuttle to send him to the Lord.

Raise the white cloth first to signal surrender and goodwill, which is a life-saving approach.

Sure enough, the guns on the pickup truck were aimed at this place.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! I'm not your enemy."

After Hasselblad finished speaking, he continued to shake the white square scarf, and then said: "I'm going to come out now, brothers, don't shoot!"

After emphasizing it several times, I finally slowly straightened my body from the back of the mound and stood up.

The person on the other side saw that Hasselblad was wearing a robe, and he really didn't look like ZFJ.

The leading armed leader pointed to the cars and poked his finger on the flag: "Why is there a panda flag here?"

Hasselblad was overjoyed when he saw this, and it was easy to talk when he recognized the flag. Judging by the other party's appearance, it seemed that he was not hostile.

"This is the convoy of Pandaland SG. They are evacuating and want to go to Aden to leave by boat."

Hasselblad leaned closer, and then babbled at the leader.

A few minutes later, he turned around and waved to Li Zheng and the others: "Come out! It's okay, they are good people, from the student brigade!"

The so-called student brigade is actually one of the branches within HS, and it is also the core and earliest branch.

Where the HS organization was first created, there were a group of students among the founders.

Later, when it grew, this student brigade became the basic disk for the students who created it at the beginning of the period.

These people's opinions are very clear. Compared with other factions and branches that joined later, they are more educated and can make some sense.

No wonder Hasselblad is so excited.

Then everyone slowly came out from behind the mound.

The leader stepped forward and walked in front of everyone one by one, looking at everyone.

Hasselblad hurried over, asked for the ID from Secretary Chen, and handed it over to the other party to see.

The other party took it over and looked at it, then turned around and said something that Li Zheng and the others could not understand.

Li Zheng quietly asked Hasselblad: "What did he say?"

"He said it was the panda's people, not the enemy," Hasselblad said.

Hearing this, Li Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Not being an enemy means not being shot.

Sure enough, when the armed men heard that they were pandas, they immediately laughed and lowered their guns.

When they smiled, Li Zheng felt that the whole sky became clear.

"Why are you here?"

The boss asked Hassu.

Hasselblad explained to him how he was going, how he had a flat tire, and was forced to stop here for repairs and so on.

After hearing this, the leader scratched his chin, looked at Li Zheng and the others, and then at the minibus that had just had its tires changed, and said to Hasu: "Our people have already occupied Aden, and we happen to be going there to meet up, so why not escort them?" You go over there!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and led his men back to his car.

Li Zheng asked Hasselblad: "What did he say?"

Hassu said: "He said he was going to escort us to Aden..."

Li Zheng: "Will there be any problems..."

He thinks that it's not good to mix with these people. If you meet ZFJ, wouldn't you treat them as a group?
Zhang Jian also objected: "Hasselblad, can you not accept it? Say we go by ourselves?"

Hasselblad was very embarrassed: "In the desert, if you refuse like this, it means that you regard them as people you don't trust... Think about the consequences... Besides, Aden has been captured now, and this section of the road is supposed to be impossible. What kind of ZFJ did you meet..."

Chen Mi said from the side: "The matter has come to this point, we can only accept it, but can you tell them about our embarrassment, after all, we don't want to get involved in disputes, or let them drive first, and we will follow from afar gone?"

Hasselblad said, "Okay, I'll talk to him."

Ever since, Hasselblad, the competent guide, went to communicate with the leader again.

Finally, he came back with good news.

"They agreed, get in the car, follow!"

When he really got back in the car, Li Zheng felt as if he was in a dream.

There are too many thrills along the way, but it is not easy to turn bad luck into good luck every time.

Not needing to resort to force is actually the best result. After all, with a group of ordinary people, safety is definitely the first priority.

After getting into the car, Zhang Jian couldn't wait to use the satellite phone to inform the formation command center and report the situation here.

The command center was very anxious after receiving the information before. At this time, it is applying to the above whether it can send a helicopter to cover them back to the port if there is an emergency.

This is great, nothing is needed.

Ever since, a strange convoy appeared on the dirt road between Ibb and Aden. There were three armed pickups in front, and the soldiers on them were holding AKs. At the far back, they followed two SUVs and a minibus, all the way. Gallop, sail to the port of Aden.

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