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Chapter 1219 Unbearable

"There was another suicide bombing attack in Aleppo, Syria. It is reported that more than ten people were injured or killed, most of them women and children."

In the CCAV news reports, Aleppo is just a shaky camera, a broken city, sporadic gunfire, and pedestrians running around.

There have been too many similar terrorist attacks. People only know that someone died somewhere abroad. As for where is this place? Who specifically died? No one in China is interested. Everyone's impression of war comes from movies and TV.

.But the tragic reality is too far away, and I can’t feel it at all.

But at the actual explosion site, the mood was different. Zhou Qingfeng stood beside the explosion pit for a long time.

He had already sensed the danger before, and when the refugees were provoked, he felt the danger was approaching. But he just pretended to go, and the UNHCR rescue convoy ended up getting mixed up with the refugees in Aleppo.

So what if two suspects were killed in the crowd? The explosion still happened.

Zhou Qingfeng was blown out by the air wave more than ten meters away. His eardrums were ruptured and his face was bleeding. When he returned to the explosion pit, there were no traces of the more than ten people standing there. There were only burnt blackened limbs and crying people everywhere.

The howling wounded person. Wang Zhigao, who was talking to him just now..., disappeared.

The armored team responsible for protecting Zhou Qingfeng immediately rushed forward to separate the refugees and other people. The captain of the red team ran over and shouted: "Head, you need to be bandaged."

Zhou Qingfeng touched his face, and it was wet with blood and dust mixed together. He was a little dizzy from a concussion, and he was deaf in one ear, but he still shook his head and said: "I have nothing serious, I will be fine in a while."

The scene was very chaotic. Some people were crying, some were shouting, and some people were lying on the ground. Few people came out to rescue, and the government soldiers were running around like headless chickens.

Zhou Qingfeng soon received a call from Xiao Jinlang, and his first sentence was: "Boy, how are you?"

"I'm fine." After being bombed, Zhou Qingfeng's spirit was quite ethereal, but his tone was dull.

Xiao Jinlang on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, "How was the scene?"

"Many people died, including one of our logistics majors named Wang. I heard him yelling a warning at that time, which seemed to mean that someone was running towards me. But before I could turn around, the explosion happened."

Xiao Jinlang also sighed, but had no time to be sad, "Don't worry so much, Aleppo is not the place for you. You should leave, go wherever you want, find a safe place, don't play in Syria

."

Listening to this, it is obvious that the country has given up on the idea of ​​monitoring Zhou Qingfeng. The big bosses just want him to eat well and drink well, and nothing will happen to him.

But Zhou Qingfeng was not happy when he heard this. He did not stubbornly say that he must stay. Instead, he sighed obediently, "Okay, I will leave Syria. I won't cause any trouble to you."

Such a talkative Zhou Qingfeng was a bit beyond Xiao Jinlang's expectations, but Lao Xiao immediately replied: "You stay where you are and don't wander around. I will arrange a helicopter for you. You can return to Damascus first, and then you can go anywhere."

Zhou Qingfeng returned to his car, surrounded by armored soldiers on guard. They were loose on the outside and tight on the inside, refusing to let anyone get close. Through the car window, he could also see the explosion crater on the road not far away. In a daze, there seemed to be some

There was a person standing, the person who was talking to him just now.

The driver was arranged by the National Security Bureau. Seeing blood on Zhou Qingfeng's face in the back seat, he quickly found him gauze and hemostatic spray. After Zhou Qingfeng reached out to take it, he suddenly asked, "Do you think I am special?"

Willful, particularly troublesome, particularly annoying?"

The driver was stunned for a moment but said nothing.

"You have to shed blood, sweat, and tears, just to protect me, a little bitch who likes to run around and cause trouble everywhere? And I am a bitch who doesn't know how to be grateful. Every time I cause trouble, it's bigger than the sky. I remember that I used to

After causing trouble for a while, some of your intelligence officers will die because of the cleanup."

The driver still didn't speak.

Zhou Qingfeng sighed and continued talking to himself, "I'm not familiar with that Major Wang, and I haven't met him many times in total. This explosion was probably aimed at me. I feel like he died on my behalf.

On the way here, he mentioned that his wife did not want him to come to Syria, and his children still wanted him to go back quickly.

But now he can't go back."

The wound on Zhou Qingfeng's head had quickly scabbed, and the bleeding had stopped long ago. After washing it with water, it was basically fine. However, the driver who bandaged him still wrapped his head with gauze around and around.

Zhou Qingfeng sat still and continued to ask: "How many people have you sacrificed because you took care of me?"

The driver was a man in his thirties, with an ordinary appearance but strong agility. After finishing bandaging, he returned to the driver's seat and continued to keep quiet. Zhou Qingfeng suddenly grabbed his shoulder in excitement and asked: "You can't speak? Yes?"

Aren’t many people dying because of me?”

The driver remained calm when he turned around, but finally said simply: "The leader said you are very important, very important, extremely important. It is worth our entire team's life to defend you."

"Haha..." Zhou Qingfeng let go of his hand with a wry smile and fell on the backrest of the jeep's back seat, silent.

Xiao Jinlang made several more calls, informing him that the helicopter had been arranged. Zhou Qingfeng lazily answered a few times on the phone and could only continue to wait, occasionally looking outside the car to kill time. But just as he was glancing randomly

While he was looking around, there was someone in the crowd near the motorcade that caught his attention.

A middle-aged man wearing a turban and tattered clothes. He has a high nose and deep eyes, a sinister face, and his eyes are always looking towards Zhou Qingfeng's car. Zhou Qingfeng has always had an excellent memory. He remembers this bastard, just before the suicide bombing.

The guy was pointing behind the crowd of refugees.

About twenty or thirty meters away, Zhou Qingfeng and this guy looked at each other across the crowd. He felt that this guy was looking at him and observing the jeep he was sitting in. The 'Yinyan Face' was also shocked that he had been discovered.

He quickly lowered his head and turned to the crowd.

"Old Xiao, Old Xiao, I think I found the person behind the suicide bombing just now. Should we go catch him?" Zhou Qingfeng quickly found a satellite phone to find Xiao Jinlang.

But Xiao Jinlang on the other end of the phone seemed to be very busy, so he could only persuade him patiently: "Boy, don't cause trouble. We are not responsible for catching terrorists. The helicopter will be here soon. Please wait patiently."

"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Qingfeng could only sit in the car. The "sinful face" outside the car seemed to have left, but within a few minutes, this guy appeared next to a dilapidated house sixty or seventy meters away, holding a hand.

He still looked at Zhou Qingfeng with a telescope. He became much bolder and even gave Zhou Qingfeng his middle finger even though he knew he was exposed.

Zhou Qingfeng had sharp eyes and shouted to the driver in the front seat: "That guy seventy meters away on the left is definitely a terrorist. Someone should be sent to catch him."

The armored soldiers responsible for guarding quickly expanded the security circle, and Zhou Qingfeng sent two people out to catch the other party, but in reality they could only drive him away. Compared to the lawless Zhou Qingfeng, the national security personnel who protected him were much more cautious.

The driver whispered advice, "Our current status is the United Nations' assistance team and military observation team. We cannot cause trouble, and we have no law enforcement power."

This means..., just sit back and relax.

Faced with being chased away, the most the 'Sinful Prey Face' could do was continue to run further away, or just stare in the direction of Zhou Qingfeng. He just kept trying without leaving. Moreover, there were three or five other accomplices around him, each of them poking their heads to look.

To Zhou Qingfeng.

Zhou Qingfeng could only watch from inside the car.

After waiting for four or five hours, a 'Little Squirrel' arrived in Aleppo and landed slowly. Lao Xiao simultaneously contacted Zhou Qingfeng and said: "Get on the helicopter and leave immediately."

"What about the group of terrorists who blew up our people?" Zhou Qingfeng asked rhetorically.

"Syrian officials have just protested to us, saying that our people massacred two civilians in Aleppo. We are thinking about how to wipe our butts. What else do you want?"

Zhou Qingfeng was choked and speechless and could only get on the helicopter.

But when the helicopter was flying and climbing, Zhou Qingfeng could clearly see the "sinful face" on the ground aiming and shooting at him. His companion also took off his pants and urinated in the sky. This look of incomprehensible hatred was obviously unyielding.

Damn it... I can't bear it anymore. There's no need to bear it anymore!

The 'little squirrel' climbed more than ten meters, but Zhou Qingfeng took off his military uniform, kicked open the helicopter door, and jumped directly.


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