Chapter 5291
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These children were the ones they had encountered playing soccer during their routine patrol that day. The T6 combatant had kicked their soccer ball until it exploded. Before he could find a brand new soccer ball to compensate them, the Libyan rebels launched a full-scale war, and the children were sent to the Chinese peacekeeping camp.
With the adults joining them, the dark-skinned children had a lot of fun. When K7 suddenly kicked the soccer ball into the net, one of the children shouted excitedly, "Oh, my God, he knows Weimai's skills too. Oh my God, he knows how to do it too. If Weimai could see this, he'd definitely be overjoyed. "
After clapping his hands, the child suddenly fell silent. The other children also fell silent.
That was because their little friend Weimai would never be able to see him again. He had been killed by a bomb that day, and they could not find his body.
The T6 combatant's eyes reddened. Weimai, the boy who ran over to take away the soccer ball he had kicked, even told him that he did not have to compensate him. He could kick something into it and sew it up with a needle before he could play again.
After rescuing all the Gulf Coast reporters, they saw these children in the barracks. Only then did they know that Weimai would never have the chance to play football again. Only then did they know that Weimai's greatest wish was to see a new football one day.
Weimai, who had died in the artillery fire, would never be seen again.
Libya was a good place with a blue sky, vast land, and abundant resources. It was rich in rare minerals. Before the war broke out, although the people here did not live a rich life, it was comfortable and happy enough.
After the war broke out, this place became a living hell.
The female soldiers who were on the transport plane stepped onto this foreign territory where everything was yellow and the sky was blue like a mirror. When they saw the half-destroyed airport building that had not been rebuilt yet, the female soldiers felt their hearts tighten as they witnessed the battlefield for the first time.
"This is a place where the rebel army, government forces, and militants have jointly agreed to set up as a peaceful zone. In the entire Libyan country, only this airport is a peaceful zone. No firepower is allowed to spread here," the person who led the escort team to the airport said in a deep voice.
The person in charge of welcoming the peacekeepers at the airport said in a deep voice. His expression was so serious that it made all the peacekeepers' hearts feel heavy and their chests feel stuffy.
Ye Chien looked into the distance and sighed softly in his heart.
"Our truck is parked outside the airport. After leaving the airport, everyone must remember that the rifle in your hand must never leave your body. You must hold it tightly at all times because you may need it at any time."
"You don't have to be nervous after entering the war zone. If anything happens, we'll take care of it immediately. You may also join the battle immediately. The rifles in our hands are our life-saving weapons. "
The peacekeepers who had just entered the war-torn countries clenched their rifles even tighter, and their expressions grew colder.
From this moment on, they were real peacekeepers, peacekeepers who could be sacrificed at any time.
The class monitor, Yang Zhen, secretly glanced at Instructor Ye who was standing beside her. Seeing her calm expression and relaxed action of holding the gun, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "As expected of Instructor Ye. Her psychological quality is not ordinary."
As the class monitor, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she heard that she would be joining the battle at any time. However, their Instructor Ye was still as calm and composed as before. She still had a lot to learn from Instructor Ye.
Yang Zhen, who secretly took a breath, tried to relax herself as much as possible. Until the line left, she heard her comrades around her breathing very softly.
Xia Jinyuan, who was outside, raised his wrist and looked at his watch. His slender fingers holding the steering wheel flicked from time to time. It could be seen that his heart was not very calm at the moment.
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