Looking at the twenty or thirty military trucks and large-scale armed forces in front of him, Zhao Xuanji shook his head: "Although the number is only seven or eight hundred, they are all well-equipped regular troops, and their combat effectiveness is much stronger than the two thousand guerrillas in the Horde Alliance."

Not to mention anything else, just take this means of transportation as a matter of how bad is it? Maralais is located in a large tribe, but she still uses the worn-out jeep.

The regular military trucks in front of them all have two wheeled armored vehicles in front of them to open the road. Although they are all semi-old, their mechanical properties should be intact and they are all eliminated American equipment.

Zhao Xuanji: "And the area of ​​the tribal alliance is more than 200 kilometers long, and two thousand tribal armed forces are scattered in such a long area. What kind of climate can each section organize? How many resistance forces can be organized? Two or three hundred? or even less? Faced with these seven or eight hundred regular troops, isn't that asking for death?"

"And if this vanguard force really fights more than 200 kilometers away, that is, at the junction with our country, then the logistics support issue must be considered. But you see, there is no logistics equipment at all."

"In other words, these seven or eight hundred people are probably just the vanguard, and there may be a large group of people behind them."

After hearing this, Xiao Xiong and the others realized the seriousness of the situation, but they were not too concerned about the fate of the Tribal Alliance. Anyway, they were just robbed by the Tribal Alliance, right?

Even if I can't raise too much hatred for Maralais, at least I can't talk about any feelings.

"This is someone else's business, we are here to save people." Zhao Xuanji was not in the mood to meddle in other people's business, so he asked Roger to quickly park his car on the side of the road so as not to block the route of the regular military convoy on the opposite side.

But if you don’t cause trouble, it doesn’t mean that trouble doesn’t come to the door. When the regular military convoy saw a car coming from the corridor, he immediately became alert and ordered Zhao Xuanji and the others to stop for inspection.

Looking at the broken jeep, the regular soldiers thought it was a car from the Tribal Alliance, but unexpectedly, four Chinese people came out.

A little unexpected.

A strong man in an officer's uniform got out from a command car opposite. He should be a colonel, and his rank must be not low. Within the Dulani military, colonel officers generally govern a regiment, so the seven or eight hundred people in front of him are probably under his control.

This guy is a big beard, rough and arrogant, with a cigarette in his mouth and tilted his head to Zhao Xuanji and the others.

Roger saw the opponent's armband and whispered to Zhao Xuanji: "The Fifth Army of the Army is Dawude's army!"

Dawude's men seem to be here to take revenge.

But the problem is that this corridor is related to the connection between the two countries, so it has always been a ban on the government's central army, and neither Dawud nor Hariri can be involved. What's wrong with the government army now? Why did Dawud agree to Dawud to use a large-scale military force here?

Before I could think too much, the colonel had already arrived in front of me. He threw away the cigarette butt and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"Chinese?" asked with an obscure accent, but he obviously didn't know much Chinese and could only communicate simply. "What... car is like this?"

Roger pretended to be depressed: "We were originally here to deliver medicine, but we were robbed by bandits along the way. We stole this broken car from them, otherwise we would not be able to escape."

The bearded colonel narrowed his eyes: "Which side should I give me medicine?"

Anyway, no matter who China sends humanitarian materials, it will never send them to Dawude, because Dawude has a bad relationship with China.

Before coming, Zhao Xuanji and the others knew this, so they left one hand and issued two letters of introduction. One was written to Harili, and the other was written to the government army, with both preparations.

For example, when they meet Dawude's soldiers, they say they are sending supplies to the government forces. Although they are not for Dawude, at least Dawude will not be angry.

After all, they have accepted the adaptation of the government army and their relationship with the government army is still good.

But if we come to deliver supplies to General Hariri, we might anger Dawude's soldiers.

Zhao Xuanji took out the letter of introduction from his pocket, showing that he was here to deliver medicine to a Red Cross center in the government military, both in Chinese and Dulani.

The bearded colonel looked at it, and although he snorted coldly, he didn't say anything, and directly threw back the letter of introduction.

At this point, I thought the matter was about to end, but the bearded colonel tilted his head and looked at the blue behind him, and then a strange look appeared in his eyes, which was a look that men knew.

It was very disgusting. Lan Zhen wanted to dig out the eyes of this bastard.

But it is indeed not suitable for fighting at the moment. After all, the other party has seven or eight hundred people, and they have all the light and heavy weapons! Even if all the five masters come, at most they can kill a large number of them, they will definitely be in trouble.

This is a serious army, not a child playing house. No matter how high the skills are, he is afraid of cannons.

"Why did this woman take off her mask with her face covering!" The bearded colonel sneered.

Obviously he wanted to confirm what the face behind the mask was like, and then further decide whether there should be follow-up actions. If he is ugly, then forget it; if he is beautiful...he.

Or in a chaotic world, being beautiful is also an original sin.

Judging from the skin exposed by Lan and the charm of her eyes, she should be a beautiful woman. The bearded colonel has made a preliminary judgment on this.

Lan was even more angry. She once told Zhao Xuanji that if a man looked at her face, she would kill him. I don’t know if it was a joke, but she was quite serious when she said it.

Roger immediately spread his hands: "No, sir, we also respect the customs of your country. Don't the women in your country wear Pokka burqa? Our lesbians also covered their faces. This is a respect for your customs... We both have friendly diplomatic relations, we are friends and friends of Durani..."

"Go to his shit custom and take it off for me. I'm a military inspection!" said the bearded colonel angrily, "I suspect you are spies from the Liberator Tribe Alliance now. Cooperate immediately, otherwise you will be taken away and interrogated!"

It's really a hooligan habit. Even if you wear regular military uniforms, it's still difficult to change this kind of bandit.

And with the bearded colonel's big hand waved, several soldiers behind rushed over and surrounded Zhao Xuanji and the other four in the middle with guns.

Bastard, I really treat Zhao Xuanji and the others as soft persimmons.

At this time, the bearded colonel sneered and took a step forward, and he wanted to take down Lan. In the current situation, no matter whether Lan took off her mask or not, whether Zhao Xuanji and the others had any problems, at least Lan might be taken away in the name of a spy.

Lan's breath was cold, but she was not agitated. Although she was a proud and powerful man, she had to coordinate with Zhao Xuanji and others in front of seven or eight hundred armed soldiers.
Chapter completed!