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Chen Qiang sighed and said helplessly: "We are all people with conscience and don't want to see this kind of tragedy happen, especially Captain Wen of the medical team. With the help of Captain Wen and reporter Jin Qiaoqiao, the medical team decided to go to the holy mountain to stop their atrocities. I left for the holy mountain a month ago and haven't come back yet!"

"They all decided what's the use of killing people and offering sacrifices to the medical team." Liang Yong asked anxiously.

"They captured the people who got the plague and didn't execute them immediately, but locked them in the holy mountain for 49 days and then burned them collectively to dedicate them to the gods. Captain Wen and the others just wanted to find a way to control the epidemic during this period. Rescue those who are seriously ill and control the epidemic will save this group of people." Chen Qiang explained.

"But this depends on their medical team, which is not enough to have more than a dozen people, and there is a large supply of medicinal materials." Liang Yong lamented that Qiaoqiao's actions are worthy of praise, but it is not worthwhile to put their own life and death aside in order to save people from going deep into the tiger's mouth.

"School Chen, we are very sorry that we can't provide any assistance to the medical team. Without authorization, we can't even enter the territory of Samya. The medical team lost contact with us half a month ago. We are in a hurry, but we can only ask them to help rescue them through the local elders. The effect is not ideal." Chen Qiang said with a sigh.

Liang Yong can't blame him. Every word and deed of the peacekeeping force abroad represents the image of the country. They do have a lot of restrictions. Without authorization, they cannot easily enter neighboring countries to save people.

"I can't delay me to enter Samya immediately." Liang Yong said decisively that Jin Qiaoqiao and the others would be in great danger if they were trapped in the holy mountain for a moment.

Chen Qiang showed an embarrassed expression and said: "School Chen just arrived for a night's rest." As a republican, he couldn't personally rescue his compatriots, which made him feel very guilty.

Wu Jun also tried to persuade Liang Yong, but he shook his head and said, "It's more convenient for me to act later. Is there a map of Samya? Just give me one!"

"The map is no problem. We have a complete set of night vision goggles and satellite navigation maps. These equipments can be prepared for you, but in terms of weapons, we can't give you the most advanced ones. We only prepared a few pieces of equipment that have been eliminated. I will take you to have a look." Chen Qiang No longer insist on the introduction.

The two led Liang Yong away from the administrative building and drove to the barracks of the Chinese peacekeeping force. Their barracks are more than ten kilometers away from here, closer to the border of Samya. People live in simple wooden houses and even cement pipes.

Chen Qiang said that they are all refugees who escaped from Samya. There are nearly [-] refugees in this refugee camp. There are also two similar refugee camps on the border of Satantu. Tu originally had no way to protect himself, let alone the financial resources to relieve these refugees, relying entirely on the relief supplies raised by some international organizations, and it was also precarious.

Liang Yong looked at these people and asked, "Did any of them get the plague?"

"They all fled here before the plague broke out, and they were monitored by specialized medical staff, so far no one has been found to be infected with the plague." Chen Qiang shook his head.

Liang Yong was a little disappointed when he heard what he said and didn't ask any more questions. Originally, he planned to find samples of patients from this group of people and let Hongluan analyze them in advance. It seems that this can only be done by entering Samya territory.

In Chen Qiang's camp, Liang Yong saw the equipment prepared for him. An old-fashioned Willys jeep is very common in the local area. Although it looks dilapidated, the main components such as the engine are newly replaced and full of power. The body has also been installed. Protective steel night vision devices, GPS navigation, popular local camouflage backpacks, and insect repellents necessary for combat in the tropical rainforest.

The Desert Eagle pistol, ak47 assault rifle, m1 sniper rifle, 95-type light machine gun bullet and grenade are all casually used. Chen Qiang said that they are eliminated equipment, but in Liang Yong's view, they are all brand new equipment. This is not surprising. It is not difficult for brother troops to get some common weapons and equipment.

Liang Yong expressed his gratitude to Chen Qiang and the others with a satisfied nod after seeing these, put all these equipments into Willis's rear compartment and asked, "Can you get some commonly used medicines? I think the medical team will definitely need them at this time!"

"I'll send some of them here." Chen Qiang nodded, but a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes. Not all of the weapons he had prepared were for Liang. How can we use so much ammunition in combat? These are enough to arm a ten-man combat squad, and now we need medicine beams to move it with one person.

"Well, take as much as you want and I'll ask the country to send you a batch of supplies." Liang Yong said bluntly.

After a while, a soldier brought a few boxes of medicines to the beam, or moved them to the car all at once, and finally moved a box of gasoline to the car, and was about to drive away. Suddenly, a black young man came to stop him. This guy came with the soldiers who delivered the medicines.

"Dear Chinese friends, can you take me into Samya? That's my country." The black youth pleaded.

Liang looked at Chen Qiang with a strange look.

"He called Banjo Kanu and we recruited him from the refugee camp for a few years to do some translation and reception work." Chen Qiang said briefly.

Before he finished speaking, Banjo Kanu interrupted him and introduced himself: "I am not an ordinary Samuel refugee, I have a noble background, I am the nephew of the hereditary king of Samya, my uncle who rioted a few months ago The old King Banjo and my dear cousins ​​are all dead. If I hadn’t fled here with the refugees, I would have been killed by the rebels. I want to go back and gather the king’s people to rebuild the country!"

This guy spoke very fast and passionately. While talking and dancing, watching the clown who looked like a stage performer said what people couldn't believe. Liang Yong said to Chen Qiang with a playful look: "He is telling the truth!"

Chen Qiang spread his hands helplessly and said, "I can't be sure that he has said this to many people but no one can confirm his words!"

"Dear friends, don't believe that I have evidence to prove my identity, but I have to go back to the country and go back to the holy mountain to get that I am the first heir to the throne of Samya." Banzhuo could understand Liang's anxious words in their Chinese language excuse.

"You asked me to take you back to China to go to the Holy Mountain to get your ID card." Liang Yong asked him.

"I not only want to get the certificate, but also lead my people to rebuild the country and bring peace to Samya." Banjo waved his arms and shouted, but his expression didn't look serious or even funny.

"You are not afraid of death. The road is dangerous and I am not responsible for the plague." Liang Yong said playfully.

"For the sake of my people and the peace and stability of Samya, I am willing to shed my blood." Banjo said with pride