It's very normal to judge people by their appearance.
Even for these soldiers guarding the border, they are not exempt from the custom.
When they saw Yang Haoran, the special envoy of the country, the border guards were all surprised.
Then a wave of anger arose in his heart.
To become the special envoy of the king at such a young age, there is no need to ask which young master from aristocratic family he must be.
Come here to be gilded.
It's them, the border guards, who are the ones who get into trouble and take the blame.
The meritorious service must be blamed on this dandy young master.
This is nothing more than repayment, he actually came with two women.
There are not enough Chinese women, but there is a big foreign girl!
So in the eyes of each border guard, there was a trace of anger and dissatisfaction.
Yang Haoran is a physiognomist, how could he not see it?
But he just pretended to be confused, laughed, and greeted the border guards all the way.
Mo Linhua and Qin Lang had dark faces.
They would rather the dandy young man quickly return to the rear to enjoy his blessings, than see him gesticulating at the border post and disrupting the morale of the army.
As usual, in the disputed area, members of the Nigerian coalition are still engaging in various provocative behaviors.
The Chinese border guards also dispatched a small group of patrol soldiers to confront them tit for tat.
When Yang Haoran and the others were approaching the border fortifications, they were quickly stopped by Mo Linhua.
If you continue to move forward, the risk will greatly increase.
Although he looked down upon a young man like Yang Haoran.
But after all, he is the special envoy of the country, and he cannot afford to suffer any harm in his territory.
"General Mo, although we had some understanding of the situation here before coming here.
But after all, it is not first-hand information, and it is definitely not as detailed as what you have here.
Could you please help us introduce the basic situation now."
Mo Linhua had a serious look on his face. Although he was a little reluctant, he had to do the superficial work.
He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, drawing an arc with his arm.
"The area in front is the disputed area between China and Nigeria, the Dahan area.
A total of 3,000 square kilometers, mainly rugged and hilly terrain.
Due to historical reasons, it is difficult for both countries to produce evidence of sovereignty over the Dahan region.
And because it is an uninhabited land and the land is barren, it has always been used as a military buffer zone between the two countries.
More than a month ago, Nigeria was entangled with Han and Burma, with a total of 20,000 soldiers from the three countries.
Suddenly, they rushed to the Dahan area and claimed ownership of the sovereignty of the Dahan area.
Because the incident happened suddenly, we were very passive.
Now both sides dare not take the lead in provoking a war and are relatively restrained.
In order to stimulate us, the Nigerian coalition forces came to the outpost every day to provoke us.
And we also organized a patrol team and carried out a tit-for-tat response."
While he was talking, there were already shouts of killing outside the border defense line.
Soldiers from the Nigerian coalition and the Chinese border patrol once again fought together.
Mo Linhua's pupils tightened, as if he was about to spit fire.
"Although no one wants to take the responsibility of taking the lead in starting a war, conflicts occur every day.
It's just that both sides are trying to restrain the escalation of the conflict and not take the lead in using modern weapons.
It’s all hand-to-hand combat and weapon fighting!”
As he was talking, the battle outside the border defense line had become one-sided.
The Chinese patrol was almost completely wiped out, and everyone fell to the ground.
As for the Nigerian coalition forces, they were arrogant and vicious.
Qin Lang has begun to organize reinforcements.
"The second team goes out to rescue immediately!"
Soon another Chinese patrol team rushed out and joined the battle group.
At the same time, the bodies of several Chinese border guards were carried back by their companions. They were very miserable.
Mo Linhua was heartbroken and punched the air.
"Damn it! Let all our people withdraw and don't make unnecessary sacrifices!"
It is obvious that even if China sends reinforcements, it is still no match for the Nigerian coalition forces.
Yang Haoran's pupils shrank slightly and he could see it at a glance.
As for the Nigerian coalition forces, they all wore soldiers' uniforms.
But in fact, they are all pretending to be masters from various countries.
Ordinary Chinese soldiers are naturally no match for them.
Qin Lang is already issuing retreat orders.
Including the second batch of patrol members, they all retreated in embarrassment.
A total of five Chinese soldiers died and more than 20 people were injured. It was very tragic.
The remaining border guards gnashed their teeth and were filled with anger.
Qin Lang clenched his fists loudly.
"Damn it! This is obviously the Nigerian coalition force disguised as warriors!
How can our ordinary soldiers be their opponents!"
As he spoke, his red eyes looked at Mo Linhua.
"General Mo, I request to fight in person! Kill these bastards!"
Qin Lang is a powerful martial artist. Although he is not sure about facing the masters of the Nigerian coalition, he is at least capable of fighting.
Mo Linhua frowned, with a look of pain on his face.
"No, you can't go, you're going to die!"
"We will die if we die. Are we going to watch those bastards sitting on our necks and shitting on us?"
There were shouts all around.
"General Mo, we are not afraid of death, let us go to war!"
The blood of the border guards was boiling, and they were all filled with righteous indignation and asked to go to war.
Mo Linhua looked sad and shook his head heavily.
"Brothers, I understand how you feel.
How can I not feel heartbroken when I see my brother being killed?
But you have also seen that those soldiers outside are not soldiers of the Nigerian coalition at all.
They are martial arts masters from three countries hired by the Nigerian coalition forces.
Their strength is probably comparable to that of our Chinese practitioners.
Such people are simply not something our ordinary soldiers can deal with!"
There was silence all around, some people scratched their palms with their nails, and some had tears falling from the corners of their eyes.
"Are we just going to let them show off their power in front of us?"
Mo Linhua sighed and clenched his fists tightly.
"Don't be so excited.
I have reported the situation here to the higher authorities and asked for support from practitioners.
I believe our practitioners will arrive soon.
When the time comes, it will be these Nigerian bastards who deserve to die!"
There was silence all around, and there was no comfort at all.
Subconsciously, he looked at Yang Haoran and others, all filled with anger and disappointment.
Is this handsome young man who brought a woman to the border what the king of the country told them?
At this time, outside the border defense line, soldiers of the Nigerian coalition continued their provocative behavior.
His words were rude and offensive, and his actions were even more disgusting.
"Huaguo pig! Don't you dare to go to war?"
They are indeed an inferior nation, just like a turtle with its head shrinking!"
