Red Alert: I am a sheikh in the Middle East

Red Alert: I Became a Chief in the Middle East Author: He Xueguan

Introduction: Before the old chief died: "Gah——"

Travel up advocates Ga: "My surname is Zhang, and my name is Ga."

Tribal elder: "Catch him, he is the new chief!"

On the first day of Chief Karma's tenure, oil was sprayed underground, the system was overwhelmed, and the war broke out.

Tribal Elder: "Chief, what should we do?"

Chief Karma: "Don't panic, oil extraction, military training, and urbanization."

Chapter 1 Chief Karma

(All characters and plots in this book have no connection with the Milky Way. If there is any similarity, quantum mechanics.)

Centaurus P star, human society has developed to 2022 AD.

In the Middle East, in the northeast of Garland, among the mountains and deserts, there are hundreds of tribes, large and small.

One of them has a territory of only 0.9 square kilometers and a population of less than 300. A small tribe named "Fahru" just died last month.

The death of a chieftain has little effect on the Fakhru tribe.

Anyway, this small tribe usually doesn’t have any big things to deal with. The only thing everyone can do every day is to take good care of the few dozen acres of land in the center of the village, collect some food every year, and get half full.

So it doesn't matter who the chief does.

The only thing that makes people scratch their heads is that the old chief died before he could name his next successor.

So now the Fakhru tribe is now facing the problem of no leader.

Of course, if the old chief's last words could be briefer, this problem would not exist.

"What did the old chief say before he died?"

A young backpacker, wearing a camouflage T-shirt and a small camera above his head, sat on a tree stump at the entrance of the village, talking to the elders in a Middle Eastern language that he was not proficient in.

The elder looked to be in his 60s, with gray hair all over his head.

He took a flower seed from the young man with a backpack, and didn't care about the other party's shooting, so he rolled his eyes and imitated the expression and tone of the old chief: "Ah... I... I'm about to die, according to... our tribe's ...as usual, now...I appoint...appoint...a new chief who is...he is...ga!"

The elder's neck tilted, vividly.

The young man with the backpack held back his laughter and asked curiously, "What does that 'crack' sound mean?" He lit the lighter and handed it to the elder.

The elder leaned on the flame to light Huazi, and said with a sigh of relief: "'Ga' is of course the sound of dying. It can't be the name of the new chief. We don't have anyone named 'Ga' here."

Suddenly, the young man adjusted the angle of the camera and asked, "Aren't you going to choose a new chief yourself?"

The elder shook his head and said with a solemn expression: "No, the new chief of our tribe must be selected by the old chief himself. Only the successor appointed by the old chief himself can be approved by the Almighty, able to listen to the will of the Almighty, and lead us Go in the right direction. Otherwise, you will be punished by the God Lord and bring disaster to the tribe!"

The young man was speechless. The succession mechanism is too imprecise. It is also a miracle that the Fakhru tribe can continue to this day.

He couldn't help but asked again: "Then there is no other way?"

The elder chuckled, and a gleam of wisdom flashed in his muddy eyes: "The Lord of God will bring us a new chief, and we will completely obey the arrangement of the Lord of God! By the way, young man, who are you, where are you from, and what is your name?"

The young man knew that almost all the tribes in the Garan Kingdom crazily believed in a god named "Old Beard" and the Goodness Cult created by "Old Beard", so he was not surprised by the elder's thoughts.

He replied casually: "I am a tourist UP master, from Huaguo, my surname is Zhang, my name is Zhang Ga, and my friends call me Gazi!"

The elder was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes widened in disbelief. Half a flower slipped from his fingers. He stared at Zhang Ga, and shouted a word from his throat: "Ga——!!!"

……

"Unfortunately, the video series of this trip to the Middle East may come to an end for now.

"The reason is as you can see. I was forced to become the chief of the Fahru tribe in the Middle East Garland state in a very ignorant situation. Although this was not my original intention, they burned all my documents... …they really, I cried to death.

"Hey, well, this video ends here, because Fakhru's side is not powered on, and my mobile phone is about to run out, so when will the next meeting be, only God knows.

"Also, I don't know if it's a signal problem. I have made dozens of phone calls to the Chinese embassy in Galland, but I can't get through. If anyone can contact our embassy, ​​please help to report my situation. I really need help, thanks!

"I'm Zhang Ga, the soldier who travels around the world, goodbye!"

In the video, Zhang Ga sits on the kang in the chief's house, facing the camera, and narrates with a melancholy expression.

He wanted to cry, really.

The edited video has been uploaded to the domestic video platform "Thunderbolt Thunderbolt", and the number of views soared to more than 4000 within an hour. Many people grabbed the first round in the comment area before watching the video content.

On the screen at the beginning of the video, there are also countless barrages of "Guang Kuai Dinner".

Zhang Ga glanced at his remaining 5% battery, and when the video fast-forwarded to the final narration part, the barrage was already crazy...

"It's acting, it's definitely acting!"

"It is indeed a bit fake, but the script is good, and the acting skills of the group performers kill me geigei."

"Gazijiang is exhausted? Why do you want to imitate others and write scripts?"

"Good guy, although Gazi has to order things wherever he goes, but this time it's really a bit big."

"That's right, it was outrageous to walk a dog from the rice army base in Yilah last time. I didn't expect it to be even more outrageous this time, and it went directly to a village."

"It is suggested to change the name to Shunzi."

"Shun Liu, I suggest changing the name to Shun Liu."

"But this time it seems that I can't slip away. I saw the old man burn the passport with my own eyes. As we all know, the video cannot be PS, so it is true..."

"It's acting, it's definitely acting, if it's real, I'll broadcast it live!"

Zhang Ga looked at the barrage, wanting to cry but not crying.

He also wanted to see if there would be any useful information. As a result, a group of fans and Heizi didn't pay attention to the last help content at all, they were all f*cking memes.

Zhang Ga glanced at the 5% battery in the upper right corner of the phone, and was about to turn it off, when he suddenly received two private messages.

Zhang Ga clicked on it and took a look. It was a familiar ID.

Admiral of Daming Nanhai: Gazi, are you really a chief?

This is an old fan, and he charges Zhang Ga's videos from time to time. When Zhang Ga broadcasts live, this old man will often swipe gifts.

It can be said that at least a quarter of Zhang Ga's airfare to travel around the world was paid by the admiral brother.

Zhang Ga immediately typed and replied: It is true, you should know me, I have never played with words.

Admiral of Daming Nanhai: Then you should be careful, the country announced the evacuation information three days ago, and there is a possibility of war in Galan State, and the embassy has been evacuated this morning.Also, I saw rumors on the Internet that a terrorist armed force has already begun to attack the mountainous area in the northeast of Garland, and it may arrive at your place in a few days...

What the hell!

Zhang Ga grabbed a handful of hair, what the hell is this!

No wonder the embassy couldn't get through on the phone, and the co-authors had already evacuated.

However, this is also Zhang Ga’s own fault. When he entered this mountainous area a few days ago, he encountered a rare foggy weather, and all the signals of various electronic products disappeared. It was not until he found the Fahelu tribe that the weather returned to normal.

So he didn't go online at all these days, and he didn't see any information about the evacuation of overseas Chinese.

Inexplicably, after he became the chief, he only focused on cutting videos and calling for help, and he didn't even think of going to the website of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to take a look.

Who knew that in just a few days, the country of Jialan, which is so poor that even a dog would hate it, would go to war...

The Garan Kingdom is called a country, but it is actually a loose regime composed of many tribes, and its area is only the size of two or three prefecture-level cities in the country.

Although it is located in the Middle East and is surrounded by a group of big dogs, it has no oil fields and no valuable minerals. Except for the barren mountains, it is a desert, otherwise it would have been annexed by the surrounding big brothers.

Therefore, for more than 100 years, the Garland Kingdom has been a three-way zone.

The entire Garan country is actually an enlarged version of the Fakhru tribe.

Zhang Ga couldn't figure it out, what are the benefits of fighting in this kind of country?Pure waste of manpower and material resources!

Close the dialog box of brother admiral, and then read the second private message, it turned out to be the eldest sister.

The fugitive princess of Suoxili: Chief Ga, congratulations, you suddenly discovered a large number of shallow oil fields in Jialan, go to the door and dig a shovel, maybe you can dig out crude oil!

Damn, you're still kidding me at this time!

Zhang Ga was angry and funny.

He put down his phone, and suddenly heard a noise coming from outside.

Zhang Ga vaguely heard the hoarse voice of Elder Harry shouting: "Black water seeps out of the ground, God is angry, and the end is coming!"

Then someone yelled: "Please come out, Lord Chief..."

Zhang Ga was dumbfounded.

Chapter 2 Petroleum and Red Police Bases

The only dozens of acres of fields of the Fakhru tribe have been submerged by a thick black liquid.

The tribal people were dressed in tattered clothes and surrounded them in black.

Some of them looked up to the sky and cried, some knelt down to pray, and some panicked and shouted, making a mess.

Although the elder Hassan tried his best to maintain order, he was powerless at all.

At this time, someone shouted, "The chief is here!"

Like a group of big wolfhounds who heard the knock on the rice bowl, the crowd rushed over whining, yelling around Zhang Ga.

Everyone is staring at their new chief, hoping that the chief can listen to the will of God and point them in a direction.

Zhang Ga briefly asked about the situation, and Old Hassan hurriedly led him to the edge of the field flooded by black water.

Zhang Ga looked at the black viscous liquid, which reflected a metallic luster under the sunlight.

There was also a smell of rotten eggs in the air.

Gazi was a little dizzy.

This is... crude oil!

"Black water oozes from the top of Mount Garland, which is a spring leading to hell. The black water flows down the hillside and floods the fertile fields at the foot of the mountain. The Lord God built a red palace on the spring to block the spring... ..."

Old Hassan folded his hands on his chest, chanting scriptures over and over again.

The surrounding tribal people also began to chant, and soon more and more people were chanting, and their voices became louder and more orderly.

Everyone folded their hands on their chests, lowered their heads and closed their eyes, as if they had forgotten the existence of Zhang Ga, the chief.

Zhang Ga instantly thought of the message sent to him by the eldest sister on the list, the fugitive princess Suo Xili: A large number of shallow oil fields were suddenly discovered in the country of Jialan!

Combined with the current situation in Garland, this upcoming war is likely to be triggered by oil!

Zhang Ga's scalp felt numb all of a sudden.

Instead of feeling excited, he felt deeply worried.

There is a saying that a gentleman is innocent and guilty. For a small tribe like Fakhru, owning an oil field will not bring them a prosperous life. On the contrary, it is likely that they will usher in disaster!

You know, according to what the admiral brother said, there is already a terrorist armed force attacking this mountainous area.

Perhaps just like the scriptures that Old Hassan and the others recited, black water does not herald wealth, but disaster!

At this moment, Zhang Ga had only one thought—carrying a bucket and running away!

Not only did he run by himself, but he also persuaded old Hassan to pack up their things and run together.

Even being a refugee is much better than facing terrorist armed forces!

In fact, where the Fakhru tribe is located, as long as they go north and climb a few mountains, they can reach another Middle Eastern country-the Thousand Stars Alliance.

At this moment, a mechanical sound suddenly appeared in Zhang Ga's mind.

[The oil field was discovered, it was determined that it meets the base deployment conditions, and the red alert system is successfully bound, please select the base vehicle camp: Soviet Army/Allied Army! 】

Zhang Ga was taken aback, and chose a Soviet base at random.

Immediately afterwards, the mechanical sound sounded again:

[Whether to deploy the Soviet army base above the oil field, the base has its own oil production function: yes/no. 】

Zhang Ga chose "Yes" without hesitation!

Suddenly, a rumbling engine sound came from behind, and all the tribesmen were stunned, and they all followed the prestige.