Red Alert: I am a sheikh in the Middle East

Although Xiao Wanquan didn't realize that there was some kind of trap for him to exploit, he instinctively felt that Zhang Ga was definitely not holding back any good farts!

After hesitating for a while, Xiao Wanquan said, "Then how do you plan to use it? When will you return it to me?"

"Don't inquire about how to use it. This is my secret. Use it for a day at most, and return it to you before tomorrow night!"

Zhang Ga smiled and took out a Huazi, just about to light it.

Xiao Wanquan pointed to the "No Smoking" sign not far away.

Zhang Ga had no choice but to put the lighter back in resentment.

"Okay!" Xiao Wanquan weighed for a long time, nodded and said, "Then you give the wolf to me first."

"That's for sure, I brought it to you!"

As Zhang Ga said, he gestured behind him, and Sanpao pushed the wild wolf over.

Xiao Wanquan also explained something to his soldiers, and immediately two blue soldiers came up and escorted the wolf away.

As for the two captives, they were handed over to Zhang Ga directly.

"Write a sign-in procedure!" Xiao Wanquan felt uneasy, so he added an insurance policy.

Zhang Ga was also unambiguous, wrote a receipt on the spot, and then walked away.

……

Falderland dispatched army camp.

This place is already a mess.

Odina stepped on the ruins carefully, and the camera kept scanning the dilapidated scene in front of her, as well as naked and strong men.

"Major Dempsey, I'm Odina Gent, an independent media person. We have received news that you and your dispatched troops have been attacked by the special forces of a terrorist organization. I would like to conduct a brief interview with you."

The black and thick microphone reached Dempsey's mouth.

The major, his lower body was surrounded by a piece of tent cloth he found from nowhere, and he was shivering from the cold.

"Do you think it's appropriate to interview me now?"

Major Dempsey was weeping.

For the sake of being a Falderlander, he maintained the basic elegance of the Falderlander.

"Can you tell us about the situation at that time? Under what circumstances was your army attacked by a terrorist organization? How about the casualties?"

"Don't ask, don't ask..." Major Dempsey said in a low voice with his hands on his chest, with some earnestness in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I will not maliciously edit or smear you and your troops. We will definitely broadcast this interview without editing."

"It's not...hell..." Major Dempsey wanted to get angry, but he had to continue to be graceful and smile.

Because next to Odina, there was a group of Garan armed forces with live ammunition, staring at him intently.

Of course, these people don't appear on camera.

Armed interview.

Are you not convinced?

"Uh... please let me think about it..." Major Dempsey simply broke the can and described the situation at that time in detail.

"I think their target should be our special dispatch team, I'm sure of that! Lieutenant Colonel Kahn lost the battlefield advantage from the beginning, which is the main reason for our failure..."

……

Mandag town.

Zhang Ga's two Raptor-3s were parked at the square in the center of the town.

Half an hour ago, after Ergou received the call, he arranged two closed houses for them in advance.

"what--"

In one of the rooms, there was a shrill scream.

Zhang Ga stood inside, watching everything that happened in front of him from a distance.

The little boss of Blackthorn, who had three fingers cut off from his left hand, and his cheeks were throbbing with pain, still yelled forcefully: "I don't know anything! I haven't had any contact with anyone! Leak your delivery information!"

"Don't say?" Sanpao walked forward coldly, and hit the man's knee heavily with the butt of his gun.

"boom!"

"what--"

The man's knees suddenly bent inward, and he was smashed out of shape on the spot!

"boom!"

Another butt of the gun, this time on the cheek of the little boss.

This time even the screams were indistinct, the little boss swayed his whole body a few times, his head drooped weakly, and a few teeth fell to the ground with a splash of blood.

Half of the cheeks swelled up at the sight.

"Speak or not?"

Sanpao stretched out his hand and lightly patted the other half of the little boss's face.

The man trembled in fright, and mumbled a word: "Galin...Galin Tribe..."

"What else? How did you pass through the Blue Army's defense zone and run to Mandage to ambush?" San Pao continued to ask.

The man whispered again: "Yellow...Golden Road..."

Zhang Ga walked out of the room expressionlessly, and Sanpao went directly to another room, repeating the operation just now.

However, this person obviously heard the commotion next door, so he did not resist a few times, and directly attacked.

Just a word.

The Jialin tribe here is an internal response, leaking the news here to them.

And they were able to quietly pass through the blue army's defense zone, which was facilitated by the Golden Avenue...

Zhang Ga bowed his head and took out his mobile phone, and called old Mai Hurd.

Two seconds later, old Mahed's voice rang on the phone: "I have already checked."

"Okay!" Zhang Ga nodded and said, "Let all the leaders of the big tribes under you come to Mandage for a meeting. I will wait for you for two hours. If it is less than two hours, I will invite you in person!"

Chapter 100 The chief who doesn't want to be a dog

over the phone.

Old Mai Hurd didn't put it down until the screen of the phone went off.

Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face.

He was also the one who had a dinner outside this room to celebrate last time.

Not only the middle-aged man with the scarred face was there, but everyone who had dinner with him that day was there.

Including Elder Hood.

The scar-faced middle-aged man stared at old Mahed, and said with a sneer, "Lord Mahed, are you afraid?"

Elder Mahrd was clutching his mobile phone, sitting on the old leather sofa, silent.

The style of his sofa is quite luxurious, and the leather of the sofa was once shiny, and it has been well maintained for a long time.

It is also one of the few luxury items in the entire tribe.

However, no matter how good things are, they will always be old.

Now the seat where the sofa is often used to sit has been severely peeled, and the backrest and armrests are also severely cracked.

For this, old Mahrd had to cover it with some beautiful woven cushions.

Only at the corners, a few pieces of slightly dry and dull leather can still be seen.

"If you're really that scared, then just hand me over to those Huaxia people!" Seeing that he didn't say anything for a while, the middle-aged man with a scarred face couldn't help but shouted, "Mahed, you're really stupid!

"If you listen to those people, what good fruit will you have in the end? Mandag is our foundation. Without Mandag, we are nothing!

"At that time, you can only beg him to reward you with a bite of food. If they are in a good mood, they may make you half full. If they are in a bad mood, you will only be f*cking hungry!"

Old Mai Hurd gritted his teeth secretly, his breathing became a bit rough.

The scar-faced middle-aged man became more and more excited as he talked, and finally waved his arm and shouted sharply: "Are you willing to give away our century-old business? Are you willing to be a dog for others for the rest of your life!?"

Old Mai Hurd's face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes swept around the crowd.

At this time, a potbellied chief next to him met his gaze, stood up, narrowed his eyes and said, "What do you mean? There are more than 80 or [-] people in my family who can hold guns. If you want to do it, I will pull them all out this time." Hit, if you don’t do it...hehe, let’s just wash our butts.”

Next to the scar-faced middle-aged man, an old man with thinning hair glanced coldly, and said: "It's just right, last time we stayed in Mandage, and the person who was captured by Zhang Ga and taken to Kamash came back, if you want to beat me Take it!"

A thin middle-aged man in the middle also said slowly: "My people have also returned. And I checked, and now there are only thirty or forty armed people in Mandage, including those around Zhang Ga, there will not be more than 60 people." .

"If you want to do it, just kill that Huaxia man before the nearby blue army reacts, and we will have the final say on Mandage in the future!"

What this group of people said was hypothetical, but the meaning in their tone was very clear, they wanted to fight!

Old Mahed pondered for a while, let out a long breath, and stood up as if he had made up his mind.

Elder Hood at the side, seeing this situation, could only be anxious.

……

Mandag town.

Zhang Ga was sitting leisurely in the tavern last time, drinking a cup of hot milk tea.

On the opposite side, Blue Army staff officer Wang Yuanliang bent down and sat down, also took a cup of milk tea, and said with a smile: "You are not in a hurry."

The young officer had just returned from the Thousand Stars Alliance, and the five transport vehicles were still parked in the square in the center of the town.

The center of the town was originally a small building, but Zhang Ga used drones to blow it up in order to frighten the town of Mandage.

However, Zhang Ga did not plan to rebuild the building on the original site, but asked the production team to clear it out, planning to build a central square.

"It's useless to be anxious." Zhang Ga said with a smile, and looked up at Wang Yuanliang, "Are you from General He?"

Wang Yuanliang froze for a moment, then said meaningfully: "Did you guess it?"

"Hehe, it's not difficult to guess." Zhang Ga put the milk tea on the table, and said softly, "The people over Xiao Wanquan are very guarded when they talk to me, making me look like a class enemy."

Wang Yuanliang laughed, shook his head and said, "It's not that serious. We soldiers are outside and are used to being vigilant."

He casually explained something to Xiao Wanquan.

Zhang Ga did not continue to discuss this topic, and asked, "Are you going to stay here to watch the show, or go back to the camp?"

"I still have four hours to go back to the team, and I have nothing to do when I go back, haha." Wang Yuanliang said with a relaxed expression after taking a sip of milk tea.

Zhang Ga nodded: "Then stay here and leave after dinner."

"Success!" Wang Yuanliang nodded.

In fact, Wang Yuanliang's return to the team is still two hours away, but he has a mission, so he has to stay here to watch the upcoming scene.

Even if it's just a rough look.

As for whether to eat dinner or not, that's just a casual polite remark.

Fortunately, Wang Yuanliang didn't wait for a long time. An hour later, old Mahed brought more than 20 tribal leaders, including chiefs and elders, into Mandage Town.

Not only did the leaders arrive, but all the people they brought with them also arrived.

Together, there are 900 people, all of whom carry guns.

Both long and short.

This includes the more than 400 people who were guarding Mandage Town before.

It is estimated that all the old foundations of these tribes have been moved out.

They thought that when they entered the town, they would be blocked and resisted, so they put on a forceful posture from the beginning.

Unexpectedly, until they entered the tavern, they didn't see a single armed person from the Garan tribe.

Elder Hood walked all the way in, feeling nervous for no reason, and faintly felt that something was wrong.

He wanted to remind old Mahed, but the old chief was always surrounded by scar-faced middle-aged people and others, and he couldn't squeeze in at all.