The problem of doors and windows has been temporarily solved, but the sandbox needed to build explosion-proof walls is still a problem.
Locke went back for vacation. He couldn't get the sandbox. If he couldn't get it, he couldn't build an explosion-proof wall. The camp was surrounded by a barbed wire fence. To put it bluntly, it was a transparent thing. If you looked outside and looked in, you could see everything clearly, even from a distance.
If you put that rifle away casually, a lucky bullet might hit the peacekeeping force officers and soldiers inside.
After the KLM armed group withdrew that night, the officers and soldiers of the peacekeeping camp were highly nervous. In order to prevent retaliation, they were on high-intensity and multi-point vigilance.
A week later, the camp began to take shape. Commander Xia ordered the network technicians in the team to install surveillance probes throughout the camp to complete the entire surveillance network. This gave him some peace of mind.
But before everyone could take a breath, a piece of news suddenly came that made the entire peacekeeping camp suddenly become nervous again.
The issue is related to local elections. Generally speaking, the entry of peacekeeping troops is to assist locals in conducting elections that are not affected by force and elect a legitimate government that conforms to the will of the people to serve the country.
That time coincided with the general election in country L, and there were voting activities in various places. Since the PLA peacekeeping camp had just arrived, it did not participate in security tasks.
For the opposition and armed groups like the KLM, the general election is not something they want to see. They have no intention of participating in a serious election, and they hope to directly gain some power through negotiations.
Therefore, the general election is a thorn in their side, and the peacekeeping forces responsible for maintaining electoral order are a thorn in their flesh.
Perhaps the KLM's attention was focused on the general election during that time, so it did not come to trouble the PLA peacekeeping camp after that night.
On the first day of the general election, the peacekeeping camp still received a warning.
At noon that day, Xia Zhiguo was taking a nap on the camp bed in his room, when suddenly the phone rang.
As soon as he picked it up and listened, his face became serious within a few seconds.
"In the past three days? Is the information reliable?"
After getting the answer, he was completely sleepless, put on his shoes and went to the duty room, and then summoned the leaders of each team to hold an impromptu meeting.
Xia Zhiguo informed everyone of a piece of information he had just obtained from the Intelligence Office of the Eastern War Zone - within three days, there may be an IED or car bomb attack in the urban area of J city. All peacekeeping units must take strict prevention and control measures, strengthen vigilance, and raise awareness.
Be alert to avoid accidents.
The nerves that had just relaxed became tense again.
Three days?
This is the date of the election.
The general election ended just three days later.
The goal has been very clear. It is nothing more than targeting the general election. Some people do not want this election to go smoothly.
Finally, Xia Zhiguo announced that the alert level would be raised from red to black, which is already the highest alert level.
Under this alert level, all activities that require going out will be stopped, and the security personnel in the camp will be doubled.
The news spread to all the units, and the one under the greatest pressure was actually the guard unit.
The job of the engineering detachment is to immediately strengthen the fortifications of various key sentries and warning points in the camp area under the existing conditions.
This black alert level means more and more frequent alert missions for the security team, and all ammunition is distributed to the squad, and light weapons are not stored in the warehouse. They are all carried with them when eating and sleeping.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
When I came back from getting the ammunition and was pressing ammunition in the room, Lieutenant Gibo and seven of his men in the next room were watching a movie in front of a computer screen of more than 20 inches.
The movie was played on a CD, which was bought from a small vendor like Hamfata, and there was a VCD player.
This kind of thing, which has long been outdated in China, is still very popular here.
Fatty Wei heard the commotion, walked to the door, looked over there, and then came back and said, "Do you know what movie they are watching?"
While checking the ammunition, Li Zheng asked: "What are you looking at?"
"Black Hawk Down." Fatty Wei's tone sounded a little strange, and after a long time he said: "Why do they like to watch this..."
Li Zheng heard a hint of ominousness in Wei Pang's tone.
In those days, there were indeed many strange pickup trucks on the roads around the camp.
Some pickup trucks were filled with armed men who looked clearly not government soldiers and were armed with live ammunition. They were roaring and speeding past the road.
However, everything seemed calm.
There is no bad news and the camp is quiet.
The clouds are still light, the wind is light, the water is calm and the river is flying...
Nearing the night of the third day, when he was on duty, Fatty Wei said to Li Zheng: "It seems that my worries are unnecessary. After tonight, there should be no more trouble."
Li Zheng always thought that Fatty Wei had the kind of crow's mouth.
Everything he said was impossible would be possible.
He said that what is possible usually fails.
He wanted to stop Fatty Wei, but it was too late.
"I mean, Fatty, can you stop talking after tonight?" He couldn't help but warn Fatty Wei.
Yang Hui on the side also echoed: "Yes, yes, Fatty Wei's mouth is good but ugly."
It was evening at that time, and the sunset was like blood.
Yang Hui looked to the west, where the setting sun was setting on the distant horizon. Yellow soil and blood-colored light were mixed together. The picture was a bit sad and a bit weird and magical.
"Why do I feel like something is going to happen..."
Facts have proved that Fatty Wei's mouth has been opened.
Big V Yang Hui’s mouth is the same.
At eight o'clock in the evening, after the election voting had ended, Li Zheng and his brothers in the platoon had finished their meal and were talking nonsense in the room before they went to work. Suddenly, an emergency assembly whistle sounded in the camp.
"Fuck me!"
Yang Hui was the first to jump up.
Then he glanced at Fatty Wei and cursed: "Fatboy, you have a crow's mouth!"
Not to be outdone, Fatty Wei said, "Didn't you say that something was going to happen? You are the one with the crow's mouth."
Everyone took their guns, put on their helmets, and rushed out fully armed as they usually rehearsed.
In the camp compound, platoons of personnel have gathered one after another.
Xia Zhiguo, also wearing camouflage and a body armor, was already standing there waiting.
After the team was assembled, he came up without any nonsense and said directly: "Fifteen minutes ago, after the voting at the polling station in J City, the vehicle transporting the votes was attacked on the way back to the campaign headquarters. According to the information from the United Nations L Mission,
, someone in the peacekeeping unit responsible for escorting the ballots was injured, but there has been no report of death. Since the attack point was only thirty-six kilometers away from us, the Eastern Theater Command ordered us to immediately reinforce the convoy that was attacked. Other support is also on the way. The guard unit
Currently, the security task of the camp is very heavy. This time the fast counterattack platoon is responsible for this task. The rest of the personnel stay in the camp and are on standby to strengthen the security! The fast counterattack platoon stays and the rest of the units are disbanded! "