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Chapter 1252 The Heart of a Child

Qi Tianlin was still sitting in front of Wang Yuanqing, soaked all over. Although Wang Yuanqing was tied up like a rice dumpling, it could no longer prevent him from staring at Qi Tianlin with an angry look that could burn through the steel plate.

The process of arresting this Chinese military adviser for foreign aid is too simple. No one can believe that under the control of hundreds of people gaining advantages, a single soldier will find him and directly attack the command point in the rear.

According to the speed of ordinary people's movement in the mountains, not to mention such heavy equipment, it takes two or three hours to walk empty-handed donkeys. The terrain interference between the mountains will be several times that of the flat straight line, not to mention that it is still in the process of combat.

Even Wang Yuanqing himself felt that he would stay in the temporary command post for a while, and then evacuated to the camp below to check what he could find, and his decision was not wrong.

Unfortunately, he faced Qi Tianlin. Almost instantly, he suddenly found that the black staff member beside him fell down with his neck covering his face. He turned around with his telescope. Before he could make the only decision, Qi Tianlin covered his chest with one of his big hands!

If it was a woman, it would probably be harsh, but Qi Tianlin felt an iron bump as big as an egg in his palm.

The tradition of the Chinese army...the glory blasts!

His father once hanged it on his chest, which was to avoid being captured and humiliated during the war in southern Xinjiang. As a military adviser who has been invisible in foreign troops for many years, especially a yellow-skinned foreigner, these Chinese soldiers knew very well how much trouble the country would cause if their bodies were captured or even killed. A grenade was the best choice.

He killed all the black people here with a dagger and a pistol with a muffler. Qi Tianlin knocked Wang Yuanqing unconscious and found a Chinese military packing belt. He tied Wang Yuanqing up in a friendly and joyful manner, carried it on his shoulder and ran away, although he still didn't know the name of the Chinese.

After retrieving the pile of equipment, the government troops did not even find that there was no living person in their frontier command post, and Qi Tianlin disappeared into the vast mountains and forests.

It would be fine if it was heavy equipment. Wang Yuanqing, who was awakened by the bumps, also struggled a lot, which would increase a lot of weight. Seeing that it was already a little distance, Qi Tianlin simply put him down and pulled out the military cap from Wang Yuanqing's mouth.

It is the most common 07-style training uniform and military cap in China. Many migrant workers and even Chinese workers who come to Africa to do business wear this thing. Although they wear Tanzanian hat badge, Qi Tianlin still observed it carefully. He didn't have such clothes when he was in the army, and he had no chance to wear them afterwards. Only those who have been soldiers will have an indescribable feeling about these things.

But to his surprise, Wang Yuanqing, who had only gained the only mouth, neither shouted for help nor scolded him happily, but just looked at him angrily.

Holding the military cap and fanning, Qi Tianlin soothes his body, straightens his limbs as much as possible, lets out a little moans comfortably, and then says: "Brother, if you don't resist or think about something else, I'll take the pack to you."

Wang Yuanqing's eyes shrank suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I recognize you!" He had a bit of accent in Shanghai and Zhejiang. Although his emotions were already expressed very clearly, his tone was still a bit genius.

Qi Tianlin was looking at the plants around him that could absorb water, and turned around in surprise: "Do you recognize them all?" He wore a baseball cap and tactical sunglasses, and a scarf with a skull pattern on his face covering the lower half of his face. It was not originally intended to hide anything. European and American troops did this to cover the wind and sand. The backward areas in the battle were no longer as windy and sunny as their European and American hometowns, but the subordinates of the African Legion had such a ferocious mask tradition since ancient times. Qi Tianlin's scarfs were chosen by Tiya.

Almost covered his face tightly, and he can still recognize it?

Wang Yuanqing calmly said: "You kill me... I know you are the Chinese-American foreign general, Paul Qi."

Qi Tianlin was very happy and opened a pistol magazine bag on his right chest. There were now three Cuban cigars inside. He pulled out one and opened the vacuum pack. He directly cut off two and a half of them into his mouth. After smoked and ignited with a flameless lighter, he squatted over and stuffed half into Wang Yuanqing's mouth: "Paul Qi... It's the first time someone called me that." Then he pulled open the slipknot on the packaging belt, otherwise he would bite the cigar in his mouth. What else could Wang Yuanqing say? A cigar fell off with one mouth. Maru bought high-end goods, more than two hundred dollars a piece!

Indeed, maybe this is what China calls him?

Wang Yuanqing is not strong. In fact, he looks the same type as Ma Huateng. He is as dark and thin as he is also older, at least about forty years old. However, unlike Ma Huateng's current rapper-like braid, his slightly gray flat head makes Wang Yuanqing look like a common farmer in the Chinese farmland. Now he barely breaks away from his packing belt, but he doesn't get up. He just finds a tree trunk to lean on, takes a deep sip of the cigar slowly, and then takes it down and takes it down to take a look.

Qi Tianlin Heshan: "Good thing, famous brand... Well, you know my name is Paul Qi... Hehe, why does it sound a little funny? What's your name?"

Wang Yuanqing didn't laugh, and took a deeper sip of the cigar: "I know you, when you were the instructor commander of the West Point Military Academy cadet team, I was watching you not far from you, and I had a deep impression of you."

Qi Tianlin was even more surprised: "There is this happening? Lucky to be lucky!" He really squatted and owed his hand.

But Wang Yuanqing refused to answer: "When I discovered your field camouflage grass ring before, I suspected that there were Chinese people, but the tactics behind it had obvious marks of special operations of the US military, and only you... you..." Suddenly adjusted his tone: "I don't know if you still have the minimum sense of shame or the mark of being a descendant of Yan and Huang, do you know what you are doing?"

Qi Tianlin took his hand back in disappointment, and was indeed a little frustrated when wearing a scarf, and opened his face and showed his face: "At work... not everyone is like you in the system, each with their own way of living."

Wang Yuanqing stared at him and opened his mouth and said nothing. He probably felt that the sorrow was more than death. Can he still convince such a traitor? So he focused on smoking, perhaps his last cigarette.

Qi Tianlin doesn't think so: "You are a military adviser in Tanzaniani and have also appeared in the World Military Academy Competition. You belong to the northern military academies. How many people do you have in Tanzanian, how many military advisers do you have, and how many can you directly participate in the battle?" Wang Yuanqing obviously comes from a combatant, just like the volunteer soldiers or old sergeants in the Chinese field army, but now it is no longer in its peak period, and it feels like you are here to make use of your remaining energy.

Wang Yuanqing was alert and shook his head and smoked without saying anything. However, when he heard Qi Tianlin say that he could participate in the war directly, he frowned and said: "Not only me, but others also know that there are American special forces involved in today's incident, so they will definitely investigate it endlessly. You were once a Chinese. You know what my disappearance means. If I was used as an excuse for Americans to accuse China of China, what impact would it have on China? If you still have such a little conscience or patriotism, kill me! I will not say anything!"

Qi Tianlin didn't know how to explain that he was not spying on intelligence for the sake of the Americans, nor could he explain that he had something to do with the top Chinese leaders, but he did not get first-hand accurate information, so he cherished him especially when meeting such front-line personnel.

Yes, front-line personnel, Wang Yuanqing is a front-line personnel. Not to mention how far apart the class distance is from General Lu and even Xu Qinghua, they are much lower than Ma Huateng.

Foreign aid consultants are not a hot job, let alone come to Africa. Qi Tianlin knows the tradition that those who came to Africa to build reinforcements in the past, except for those who are really popular and specialized, most of them are excluded. There are many experts and business backbones among them, but they really have no status in China.

Moreover, Wang Yuanqing was obviously the type of old pedantics in the grassroots military instructors. He was smelly and hard. Could it be that he had to use psychedelics to force confession? Qi Tianlin scratched his eyebrows with a headache. Before he started, he didn't expect this. Maybe he never regarded himself as an outsider?

So think about it and say: "I know that China now has forty-two guided rocket storage and launch points in Tanzanian..." Feeling the irrepressible shocked expression in Wang Yuanqing's eyes, adjusting the speed of speech: "But I did not inform the US side. I just asked you to know a little about the situation. Next, I will let you go back where you requested. Of course, if you think it is difficult for you to go back, and go with me, I can make sure you are still a descendant of Yan and Huang with a clear conscience, but I hope you can go back, because at least you will remember a secret among the Chinese soldiers and grassroots soldiers who enter Tanzanian..."

Really, no matter how alert Wang Yuanqing was to Qi Tianlin, he was still attracted and listened to Qi Tianlin's tone without realizing it. He was at most a department or company-level official. However, after experiencing the scene of the front-line command center where corpses were everywhere, he went back unscathed. Qi Tianlin's worries were not unreasonable.

Qi Tianlin said slowly: "If one day, I mean, if we soldiers must care about this. All our training is for the purpose. If a war broke out in this country, it was not a small fight in Tanzanian, but a war in the game of great powers. You, I beg you to notify all your comrades who can notify you as soon as possible, take care of your lives, evacuate the scene, and avoid unnecessary losses..." Waving his hand to stop Wang Yuanqing from opening his mouth and opening his mouth in a hurry: "But before evacuation, please press all the buttons you can press and head towards the established goal!"

Wang Yuanqing looked at Qi Tianlin with amazement. Maybe he was not qualified to know about guided rockets, let alone missiles or something. Qi Tianlin used our word to summarize the Chinese people without any concealment and expressed his position. Although he had never defended himself, Wang Yuanqing seemed to have really seen a heart beating with enthusiasm.
Chapter completed!
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