Comprehension against the sky, creating the Five Thunders in the real world

Immediately afterwards, a group of black people with red scarves around their necks rushed into the supermarket with submachine guns and fired wildly.

Lin Beichen reacted quickly, flew over and pulled a Chinese man aside, and threw out a dark yellow piece of paper.

This seemingly insignificant piece of paper suddenly exploded when it floated in front of the black people, turning them into charred corpses.

The overseas Chinese in the supermarket hid in the corner in panic. They didn't even have time to see how Lin Beichen quickly dealt with the attackers.

Then, Lin Beichen shouted loudly: "All overseas Chinese, please evacuate to the Chinese Embassy immediately!"

The attackers just now were the notorious Red Turban Army.

Lin Beichen already had some understanding of the situation here before coming. Masoli has been in turmoil, and the Red Turban Army is the largest opposition armed force in the area.

For many years, the Red Turban Army has been wreaking havoc in Masoli. Although the military has continued to suppress it, the two forces have always been evenly matched and it is difficult to determine the winner. And the city of Mogadissa where they are now is always protected by the Masoli military.

However, no one expected that the Red Turban Army would actually reach here.

The war had obviously spread here, and they had to immediately evacuate their expatriates to the embassy to ensure their safety.

Fortunately, the Chinese Embassy is not far away, and as long as the expatriates can be escorted there, they will be safe.

Hearing Lin Beichen's call, the overseas Chinese in the supermarket seemed to see hope and helped each other to stand up.

At this time, a black man couldn't help but ask: "Will the Huaxia Embassy take us in?"

Before Leng Feng could answer, someone next to him said, "It's hard to say, that's our country!"

Lin Beichen turned around and saw that the person who spoke was actually the supermarket owner Qian Bi Da. He was cowering under the table at the moment, his legs trembling.

Seeing Qian Bidada's cowardly appearance, a trace of contempt flashed in Lin Beichen's eyes.

He said sarcastically: "Didn't you just say that you are no longer a Chinese since last month?"

Qian Bi Da's wrinkled face trembled, and he quickly defended himself: "I was born a Chinese, and my ancestors for 19 generations have been Chinese. You can't insult me!"

His eyes were full of sincerity. If Lin Beichen had not heard what he said before, he would probably believe that he was a loyal Chinese.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and go!" The situation was urgent, and Lin Beichen didn't have time to argue with him. So he and Leng Feng quickly led the overseas Chinese in and around the supermarket to evacuate and head to the embassy.

At this time, the streets outside were already filled with flames and smoke.

The deafening sound of artillery fire, gunshots and people's screams filled the entire city, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The Red Turban Army fired wildly, and this time they were carrying heavy weapons with extremely high lethality.

The Masori military is no match for them at all. I am afraid that it will not be long before this place becomes the world of the Red Turban Army.

When Lin Beichen and Leng Feng brought the overseas Chinese out of the supermarket, they saw such a tragic scene.

"Hurry, go this way!" Lin Beichen waved his hand and led them to evacuate through a small path nearby.

However, at this moment, several Red Turban Army soldiers discovered them and rushed over with guns raised.

Lin Beichen and Leng Feng immediately took out their pistols and shot, killing these Red Turban soldiers.

But this action immediately attracted the attention of other Red Turban Army soldiers, and dozens of them quickly surrounded them.

Seeing this, Qian Bi Da, who was running in the front, immediately raised his hands and shouted in the local language: "We are Chinese! Your Red Turban Army will win!"

But these Red Turban Army soldiers didn't care whether they were Chinese or locals. They smiled viciously and pointed their guns at them.

Qian Bidada was so frightened that his legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

The overseas Chinese behind also showed expressions of fear. They knew that the Red Turban Army had killed people like crazy, and they were probably doomed this time.

However, just as the Red Turban Army was about to open fire, Lin Beichen quickly pulled out a stack of talismans from his pocket and threw them over.

These dark yellow talisman papers instantly floated to the front and lined up, forming a barrier in front of the overseas Chinese.

The Red Turban Army had already started shooting wildly.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was heavy gunfire, but Qian Bi Da and the expatriates were surprised to find that they were not hit.

They slowly opened their eyes and looked around, their eyes widening when they took in the sight before them.

Not a single one of them was hit by a bullet!
What was even more strange was that there was a row of dark yellow talisman papers floating in front of them, with dark red talismans faintly visible on them.

The overseas Chinese looked back in astonishment, only to see Lin Beichen standing behind them with a calm expression, looking at the Red Turban Army opposite with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

The Red Turban Army was even more horrified. They found that when the bullets were halfway through the shot, they seemed to encounter a transparent barrier and fell to the ground one after another without hitting the group of people in front of them.

"What the hell!" The leader of the Red Turban Army couldn't help but roared in anger. This was simply hell!
They fired wildly again but the result was the same, the bullets could not penetrate the transparent barrier at all.

"Oh my God, what are those yellow pieces of paper? They can actually float in the air!" A Red Turban Army soldier shouted in astonishment, his eyes wide open, obviously shocked by the strange sight before him.

Just as they stood there in confusion, Lin Beichen's lips curled up into a cold smile, and he shouted at the group of Red Scarf Army: "Have you had enough fighting? Now, it's our turn to fight back!"

All the expatriates turned their eyes to Lin Beichen.

Then they saw Lin Beichen take out a talisman from his pocket and hold it lightly between his fingers.

He moved his lips slightly, recited a few spells silently, and then threw the talisman towards the Red Turban Army.

The dark yellow talisman seemed to have come to life and flew straight to the Red Turban Army camp.

Before the group of Red Turban Army soldiers could react, the talisman exploded in front of them.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud bang, a dazzling flame burst out, with a power no less than that of a grenade.

The Red Turban Army soldiers were blown to pieces and lost their lives in an instant.

The tragic scene before them left the expatriates stunned; they could hardly believe their eyes.

"This...what's going on?" Qian Bidada pointed at the fallen Red Turban Army with trembling hands, his voice trembling so much that he couldn't even speak clearly.

"They are already dead." Lin Beichen nodded calmly, as if he was narrating something very ordinary.

The overseas Chinese around looked at each other in astonishment. They had just witnessed with their own eyes how this young man easily wiped out the ferocious Red Turban Army with just a piece of yellow paper.

And that piece of paper was surprisingly similar to their ancient Chinese talisman paper.

"What...what did you just use? It seems to be...our Chinese Taoist talisman paper, right?" a middle-aged overseas Chinese asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Lin Beichen smiled slightly and replied nonchalantly: "It's not like, it is."

Upon hearing this, the overseas Chinese were all shocked.

They never expected that in this foreign country, they would actually witness the ancient Taoist secrets of China with their own eyes.

At this moment, their understanding of traditional Chinese culture was completely overturned.

"Okay, stop being in a daze. We have to get out of here!" Lin Beichen urged. He knew very well that now was not the time to feel sentimental, as the dangers around him still existed.

The overseas Chinese woke up as if from a dream and came to their senses.

Under the cover of Lin Beichen and Leng Feng, they quickly crossed the alley.

However, when they were about to reach the alley entrance, they suddenly stopped.

Lin Beichen looked up in confusion, only to see a military pickup truck parked at the entrance of the alley with several Red Turban Army soldiers on board.

What made them even more terrified was that those soldiers were holding shoulder-fired rocket launchers.

As soon as Qian Bidada saw the rocket launcher, his legs suddenly went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

"Don't... don't shoot, the Red Turban Army will win!" He waved the red scarf in his hand in panic and stammered for mercy.

However, the Red Turban Army soldiers apparently ignored his pleas for mercy.

Without hesitation, they picked up their rocket launchers and aimed at the group of unarmed expatriates.

"Whoosh-"

With a sharp whistling sound, the rocket streaked across the sky like a meteor and headed straight towards them.

The expatriates closed their eyes in fear, waiting for death to come.

However, the expected explosion did not come.

Instead, they heard a strange roar.

After they mustered up the courage to open their eyes, they were surprised to find that they were safe and sound.

There were more than a dozen dark yellow talismans floating around, emitting a faint light and forming a protective shield that protected them firmly.

The rocket exploded the moment it touched the protective shield, but did not cause any harm to them.

The expatriates turned around in shock, only to see Lin Beichen standing behind them with a calm expression.

His right index and middle fingers were raised in front of him, which is a common gesture in Chinese Taoism.

At this moment they understood that it was the young man in front of them who saved their lives with the ancient Chinese talisman.

The Red Turban Army soldiers on the pickup truck opposite witnessed the incredible scene just now and all showed expressions of disbelief.

Their eyes were so wide that it seemed as if a goose egg could be stuffed in them, and their faces were filled with astonishment and confusion.

They just couldn't understand how those people who were attacked by rockets could stand there unharmed.

What mysterious power are those yellow pieces of paper?
It can actually withstand the power of rockets. Is it some new type of defensive weapon?

Just when they were stunned and hadn't come to their senses yet, Lin Beichen decisively said to Leng Feng: "Leng Feng, don't just stand there, shoot!"

Leng Feng reacted immediately, raised his gun and aimed at the Red Turban Army on the pickup truck, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and bullets rained down on them.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots rang out, and bullets flew towards the Red Turban Army. They panicked and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

The bullets hit them accurately, and several Red Turban Army soldiers fell down. Dark red blood flowed from their chests, dyeing the already bloody land red.

After making sure that the Red Turban Army had been defeated, Lin Beichen chanted the spell again.

The talisman paper surrounding the crowd instantly burned up. As the talisman paper burned out, the light shield protecting them gradually dissipated.

Qian Bi Da looked at everything that was happening in front of him, as well as the Red Turban Army soldier who had fallen on the pickup truck. He touched the wrinkles on his face and said to himself in confusion, "Oh my God, is this all true?"

Other overseas Chinese also looked at Lin Beichen with eyes full of shock, surprise and admiration.

Although they were extremely surprised and confused about what had just happened, they didn't know where this young man came from and how he had such incredible abilities.

But it is undeniable that it was this young man who saved their lives.

At the same time, a familiar electronic prompt sound rang in Lin Beichen's ears.

"Ding Dong! Faith value +500."

"Ding Dong! Faith value +800."

"Ding Dong! Faith value +600."

Listening to the constant reminders of the increase in faith value, Lin Beichen couldn't help but smile.

It seems that saving these people is worth it.

"Don't stand there like an idiot. Let's go. The embassy is across the street." Lin Beichen urged.

Everyone then woke up as if from a dream, nodded, helped each other to stand up, and quickly ran towards the embassy.

Inside the Chinese Embassy in Somalia, a middle-aged Chinese man stood in front of the door worriedly, watching the situation outside.

He was wearing a neat suit and a red badge on his collar.

"Fortunately, our country started the evacuation operation in advance, otherwise the situation of Chinese expatriates would be unimaginable now."

A man in military uniform said in a deep voice, "However, there are still some overseas Chinese who have not evacuated. Ambassador Fan, what should we do next?"

The middle-aged man called "Ambassador Fan" sighed and frowned, saying: "Now that Mussoorie has been designated as a war zone, our country cannot send troops to escort them. It seems that we have to find a way to escort these expatriates to the port ourselves."

"But the situation outside is so chaotic right now, and we don't have enough manpower!" said the man in military uniform in embarrassment.

Ambassador Fan also understood this dilemma, but before he could respond, a voice from outside interrupted their conversation.

"Ambassador Fan, a large number of overseas Chinese are coming!" the military attaché at the door shouted loudly.

Ambassador Fan was startled and quickly looked towards the door. As expected, he saw a group of Chinese people. He and several soldiers in the embassy immediately walked out and opened the door of the embassy.

"Come in!" Ambassador Fan hurriedly invited them into the embassy.

When all the expatriates entered the embassy safely, Ambassador Fan was surprised to find that they were all unharmed.

You have to know that the situation outside is extremely chaotic now, and the Red Turban Army is shooting crazily on the streets.

It is really puzzling how these dozens of people could get here unharmed.

Ambassador Fan couldn't help but ask, "How did you get here? Didn't you encounter any attacks from the Red Turban Army on the way?"

Qian Bi Da slumped on the ground, and said with lingering fear: "We encountered them! Those Red Turban Army soldiers were armed with submachine guns and rockets, they scared me to death!"

Ambassador Fan was even more confused after hearing this: "What? You encountered the Red Turban Army? Then how did you escape intact?"

These expatriates seemed to have no fighting power at all, but they were able to escape unscathed after encountering the Red Turban Army. This was simply unbelievable. (End of this chapter)