Zhou Qingfeng has been in Syria for a long time. He is now in the mentality of "Since he is here, it's better to have fun". Exotic styles are good, there is no Syria at all. This place has become a complete hell on earth.

Aleppo is also an ancient civilization city in the Crescent Zone, one of the oldest settlements of mankind. Before the "Arab Spring" occurred, there was a population of nearly two million here. Now..., only ghosts know how many people are alive here. In theory, more dead than alive.

When Zhou Qingfeng followed the UNHCR rescue convoy into Aleppo, the devastated city appeared in front of him. The ruins were everywhere, the ruins and the collapsed buildings were full of bullet holes and holes, which looked extremely miserable.

Due to the extremely arrogant armed forces, the rescue convoy was on high alert. The main roads entering the city were heavily guarded, and soldiers of the Syrian government forces built six or seven consecutive cement piles on the road to prevent self-destruction trucks from approaching. Everyone must undergo inspection when entering, and men, women, young and old cannot avoid it.

"These government soldiers are lazy again." A jeep with the un sign was sitting on a jeep with the un sign. Major Wang Zhigao, who was in the logistics department. When the major passed the security check, he complained, "I was bombed so many times by the self-destruction truck, and these Syrians did not make any progress."

Zhou Qingfeng also sneered against the car window. He also saw the omissions of the Syrian government forces. These lazy guys were only concerned about setting up checkpoints on the roads, but they did not dig deep enough counter-shock trenches around the city, and the guard posts were quite sparse. It was easy for terrorists to get in.

"If my subordinates dare to be lazy, I will shoot him on the spot." Zhou Qingfeng also felt unsafe. He ordered on the radio: "The Red Team and the Blue Team get off the car and guard both sides of the road."

The UN relief convoy can bring a lot of food every time, which is the material that Aleppo City is in urgent need. The young and strong in the city have already run away, and the remaining women, children, the elderly and the weak will all die without relief.

Seeing the United Nations convoy appear, a large number of refugees began to gather on the road. When they were small, they were just watching, but when they were too many, they surrounded them and attacked the wall of people composed of government forces. They stretched their arms like zombies roaring, and they would soon rush over.

Zhou Qingfeng experienced such crowd panic scenes in the wasteland. If this situation is not stopped, it will be a big problem. He grabbed the car window and glanced out, and keenly found that there were obviously several people in the crowd who were particularly calm in commanding the fanatical refugees.

fuk! Someone is stirring behind his back.

Major Wang was still complaining about the government army's defense, but the situation faced by the convoy suddenly took a sharp turn. Someone had already come through the gap of the government army's wall, and more people were constantly pushing and even biting the government army soldiers who were blocking it. The scene became more and more chaotic, and the crowd was flocking to it.

The UNHCR officials who led the team were very experienced and knew that it was not good at seeing this. They didn't get off the car, twisted the steering wheel and turned around and ran away.

The red and blue teams equipped with t-45d dispersed around the rescue convoy. Zhou Qingfeng immediately ordered: "Shoot to the sky and stop these refugees. They have lost their minds. If anyone dares to attack our defense line at will, they can shoot."

"You're crazy." Major Wang exclaimed. He didn't know what the mysterious companion in front of him came from, but he only knew that this guy actually had a team of armored soldiers with powerful combat power. T-45d was equipped with a large-caliber machine gun, and as soon as he opened the fire, he would die.

But the Red Team and the Blue Team listened to Zhou Qingfeng's Type 89 heavy machine guns swept to the sky, and the loud noise was deafening. The gunshots together caused a strong sound and light impact. More than a dozen refugees who had rushed to the convoy were frightened and fled in their arms and turned around and fled.

After the gunshot, the shaking wall of people not far away barely stabilized, and the fanatical crowd finally regained their senses. Everyone looked at the steel-like T-45d, and it was obvious that they realized now that they were facing a murder machine, not a children's toy.

After four or five seconds of quiet, a sharp shout suddenly sounded from the crowd, "They are from the United Nations, they dare not shoot. If you don't want to starve to death, go and grab it quickly, otherwise your family will die."

People who have been in war for a long time are particularly agitated, and a simple voice makes the surrounding refugees start to get restless. But this time, the provocation sounds just started, and suddenly a burst of gunfire sounds. As the crowd makes a thump, a body that was shot falls down and blood flows all over the ground.

Zhou Qingfeng held the gun and glanced around coldly.

Another voice shouted, "The pagans have killed our people, we must be tooth for tooth and blood..."

Tutou..., the merciless gunfire sounded again. The surrounding refugees made way for another open space, and a corpse with a broken head fell to the ground.

Everyone was quiet and anxious. Zhou Qingfeng stood on the roof of the jeep, with an ak in his hand, looking down on his face. He spoke loudly in Arabic, "Who else wants to see Allah?"

There were hundreds of people at the scene, but no one said anything, and they didn't dare to show off.

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the eagle, and the atmosphere on the scene was suppressed and solidified. Waiting to make sure no one dared to provoke, he waved his hand and ordered his red team to come up and reorganize the team and maintain order.

Waiting for the crowd to be quiet, Major Wang Zhigao, who was in the car, walked to Zhou Qingfeng, looked at the two corpses on the ground with lingering fear, and said with a pale face: "This is the first time I have been to Aleppo, and I didn't expect the situation here to be so bad."

"I've seen something worse than that."

Zhou Qingfeng wanted to find other people in the crowd who had just evaded and provoked refugees, but the suspicious elements were gone. He did not wear a digital helmet or even a mechanical exoskeleton, and his ability to deal with crises has dropped significantly and he was helpless about the danger of hiding.

Zhou Qingfeng really wanted to talk about his experience in the wasteland to warn Major Wang not to be ruthless. But Wang Zhigao sighed and said, "I have seen something worse than this."

"Oh..., where?"

"In China, in the northwest, several registered police officers found a den of a group of terrorists, but they were outnumbered and forced into a house to wait for assistance. However, the terrorists poured gasoline on the house and lit it. Among the registered police officers, there were all lesbians, all of them were burned to death. The scene was even worse than this."

"I was scared to death that time and it took me a few months to recover." Major Wang sighed, and then smiled bitterly at Zhou Qingfeng: "You just had a good shooting skills and were decisive in handling it.

I always thought you were a second generation who came to gilded. Now it seems that you are a master who is hidden. I am not as calm as you. When I first arrived in Syria, I didn’t dare to go out for fear of encountering roadside bombs.”

"Just do the logistics well. Leave the murder to a rough person like me." Zhou Qingfeng patted Major Wang on the shoulder and turned around to arrange for alert. He didn't want to stay here for more, it was too dangerous.
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