"Didn't you say you wanted to support one of our squadrons of powered armor?"
"Aha..., I actually came here alone. It has nothing to do with the Chinese Military Advisory Group."
"What about the accessories we want?"
"There are still a few boxes in the transport plane, maybe they are for you. I don't know about the others."
"I thought you were here to support us in an official capacity."
"I said I came here to take refuge, do you believe me?"
When it's time to be funny, Uncle Zhou is definitely very funny. Wearing a helmet, he conversed with Valena in Russian familiarly, with a relaxed and comfortable tone. He really arrived in Syria with the mentality of traveling.
As for the T-51A that Xiao Jinlang told Zhou Qingfeng to attack the Americans - Ouch..., it's not good to fight and kill. I am a peace envoy, why do I work hard if I don't have any money?
Since there were no direct domestic flights to Syria, Zhou Qingfeng first took a flight to Moscow, and then flew to Latakia, Syria with a military transport plane in a special capacity. His whereabouts were top secret, and no one even picked him up after landing.
In order to camouflage, Zhou Qingfeng's digital helmet was spray-painted in the gray color of the desert terrain. The skull mark on the helmet was less gloomy and more sharp. After confirming his identity with the Russian Ministry of Defense, Valena stared at the helmet.
After looking at it for a few seconds, "What should I call you?"
"You can call me 'Hugo'."
"So Mr. Hugo, how shall I entertain you?"
"I don't represent any government agency. Just think of me as a free mercenary. You can command me as you like for about half a month. Just don't let me die. By the way, I would like to ask what famous attractions there are in Syria.
?I need to take some travel videos."
Famous attractions? Travel videos?
Valena was actually ecstatic when she saw Zhou Qingfeng's weird appearance. She had always suffered from a lack of troops, and she knew the capabilities of this guy in front of her very well. He alone was worth a well-trained special team.
However, Colonel Kassin, who was standing aside, asked in shock: "What did you say? Are you here for tourism? Where do you think you are? You have to understand that Syria is in the middle of a war. There are thugs and terror everywhere.
molecular."
As a landowner, Colonel Kashin also followed Valena. He originally thought that Zhou Qingfeng would be as defeated as he was in front of the fierce Russian woman.
But looking at Valena's enthusiasm for Zhou Qingfeng, the bearded Syrian was very dissatisfied - the kid in front of him was only 1.8 meters tall, and any furry bear he pulled out would be stronger than him. And his equipment looked...
It doesn't have much of a deterrent effect when standing up, how can it be compared to thick power armor?
Valena really sneered at the ignorant Colonel Cassin - thugs? Terrorists? Do you know who this guy is? The US intelligence agency has classified him as an extremely dangerous person. If there is any must-kill list, he is definitely on it.
Well-deserved first place!
Valena was too lazy to explain. She said to Zhou Qingfeng in Chinese: "I have an idiot next to me who doesn't understand anything. Ignore him. Follow me. No matter what your purpose is, I'm sure you won't be on the American side."
, that’s enough. I urgently need help now.”
"Hahaha... Major Valena, you really know how to joke. How could I be on the American side?" Zhou Qingfeng thought to himself: As soon as I appear dressed like this, Americans will immediately think of the 'Pandora' laboratory.
The pain of being destroyed. It was such heart-wrenching hatred!
Leaving Colonel Kassin behind, Zhou Qingfeng followed Valena towards the opponent's command tent. Along the way, he could see many burly Russian soldiers on guard or training. When he saw his appearance, almost everyone was moved.
"What kind of army is that?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, pointing to a soldier. The soldier was wearing desert-colored digital camouflage, a tactical helmet, goggles, body armor, night vision goggles, and a tactical vest. The equipment was very fashionable and even looked like it at first glance.
I think it's the US military.
"The 'Eastern' Special Forces Battalion of the Ministry of National Defense is now under my command." Valena waved, and two special soldiers who were on guard immediately ran over. "I have been waiting for the T-45A powered armor supported by China. I am now
There's no way to even armor the entire battalion."
"This is really none of my business." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, "Look, I don't even have armor."
"Do you still need armor?" Valena looked at Zhou Qingfeng who had a full body armor attached to the metal frame, "Your speed is the best armor."
After complaining, the two walked into the command tent. The tall Valena leaned on a chair and sighed: "I'm glad you can show up, because I have a lot of troubles now."
"What's the trouble?" Zhou Qingfeng walked to a map on the desktop, swiped the digital helmet and immediately recorded all the information on it, "The toughness of the Americans is giving you a headache?"
Valena shook her head, "The Americans don't need me to worry. They can bully the Syrian government at will, but they dare not do anything to us directly? My mission is to fight against terrorists in Syria, but now the whole of Syria is in chaos.
What a mess.
ISIS, the Nusra Front, the Kurdish Alliance, Hezbollah, etc., these forces have not yet been broken up, divided into small groups that are incomprehensible. Turkey, Israel, Iran, and Saudi Arabia have also been involved, not to mention
There is also the U.S. military and CIA working behind the scenes."
Combining the signs on the map, Zhou Qingfeng also contacted the communication satellite to search for various information. But soon he had a headache. A place like Syria was really a mess. Just one point can explain the problem - Syria is not a normal country at all.
It is also divided into various tribal forces.
Even these tribes themselves don’t know which side they belong to, or they only belong to themselves. This is also the reason why the Syrian government is weak, because the country is completely fragmented.
But Zhou Qingfeng didn't care about this. He was here to travel and shoot videos. Looking at the time now, the two days specified by Feng Wan have almost passed. If he doesn't confirm to him that he is in Syria, he is afraid that the husband-hunting advertisement will really come out.
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"By the way, can I go to Palmyra?" Zhou Qingfeng asked. Palmyra, Syria, is a desert oasis with many cultural relics and monuments that have been passed down for thousands of years. Although most of the monuments were destroyed by ISIS, it is okay to take pictures of the remaining scenes.
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"Palmyra has just been recaptured by the Syrian government forces not long ago. There are still many rebels and terrorists remaining there. There are snipers and roadside bombs hidden everywhere in the ruins of the city. Do you really want to go?"
Valena looked at Zhou Qingfeng with a half-smile, and Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, "I'm a little scared as you said. Are there any other tourist attractions that are safer?"
"No, there are dangers everywhere."
"Then let's go to Palmyra. Prepare a helicopter for me, and I will help you bring back the heads of some terrorists."
Valena nodded, and the deal was concluded. As the two shook hands, she suddenly asked: "Hugo, what are the two things behind your shoulders?"
There are some more bits and pieces on Zhou Qingfeng's mechanical exoskeleton. What is more eye-catching is that there is an additional component on the back of both shoulders. One is slender and the other is short and thick, both of which look strange.
"Hahaha." Zhou Qingfeng said happily and perfunctorily: "Everyone is going to Syria to experiment with new weapons, so I'm here to do some new tricks. It's boring to always play with machine guns and grenades."