Dinner coincided with the festivities, with the Chinese side offering a variety of cans and beer, and the tribe offering grilled meats, pastries, and a variety of fruits.

Of course, the roast is not a mess of meat, without any primates in it, but a whole bison, slaughtered and divided, set up by the fire, roasted until fragrant, and then cut off the roasted surface with a sharp knife.

Once served, sprinkle with a pinch of salt and some local spice plant crumbles, the main dish is pancakes fried in wheat flour, and there are some spicy sauces to choose from, a large plate per person, and then free to grasp.

Somalis don't have much cutlery, and the ability to serve food on plates is quite modern.

If it had been placed in the past, it would have been directly made from large leaves, homemade clay bowls, or even stone chips, and even pottery could not be made.

As for forks, spoons, etc., it's just too much to think about.

However, the Chinese people have already prepared for it, and they have brought stainless steel spoons and disposable bamboo chopsticks.

Roast beef and Somali pancakes are cooked, but there are no hygiene concerns, and with salt and spices, they can be eaten alone, rolled up, or dipped in a special flavored sauce.

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The tribal leader muttered to the sidelines, unfazed by the tribal warriors who were getting closer and closer at the dance.

"This is the Papagana tribal war dance, where warriors will show their bravest and warlike side, friends will stand still, and enemies will flee. ”

As soon as the interpreter finished speaking, he heard a sudden cry from the warriors, and they all stabbed their spears.

An exclamation erupted nearby.

Although they were pointed at by the sharp spear that was close at hand, Luan Zhengwei and the others still talked and laughed with the tribal leader with calm faces.

They came with only two rifles and four or five pistols, and when they entered the Papagana tribe, they handed them over to the tribe for safekeeping, which also meant that their safety was completely handed over to the Papagana tribe.

"Aha!~"

The warriors roared again, retracted their spears in unison, and stomped on the ground together.

If someone had fled, those warriors would have thrown spears and stabbed them to death on the spot.

This is the custom of the indigenous tribes, it is a friend who remains calm, and the one who flees is the enemy, and if he dies, he will die in vain, and it is useless to fight a lawsuit.

Not only in Somalia, but also in other African countries, once you leave the big cities, the law is a piece of ass.

But Luan Zhengwei and others, who were the delegates at the meeting, were not afraid, they were not just a few people, and there was a heavily armed Chinese peacekeeping force and a powerful country behind them.

What's more, the Papagana tribe is well-known in the local area, and for the Chinese people in a large country with a large population, how can they bluff people with small units at the village level.

"Xiao Li, do you think those old blacks will really stab out? ”

The scene just now scared the driver Lao Xia and even dropped the cigarette in his hand, and he had palpitations for a while.

If Luan Zhengwei has three longs and two shorts, I'm afraid that these people will also be in danger.

"No, I don't dare!"

Li Bai raised his thumb unhurriedly, the sword was unsheathed three inches, and after the momentum was exhausted, it fell back again with a crisp friction sound, and it was tightly sheathed.

Bang!

He is not defenseless, much less a lamb to the slaughter.

When the Sword Pavilion in Huxi City opened, the master-level boutique sword given away, even if it was not open, it was not a sharp weapon, but in Li Bai's hands, whether there was an open edge or not, the difference was not big.

If these Tuhei dare to make any rash moves, let them reincarnate in minutes.

The African continent is not China, and Somalia is a lawless land, if it is not my race, its heart will be different, once Li Bai makes a move, there will be no softness.

Every time he goes abroad, Big Devil Li can't help but let himself go.

The Chinese law does not say that it is forbidden to kill people and set fires in foreign countries, and according to the norms of international legal practice, anything that is not written in the article is allowed.

"You're just in case?"

Lao Xia looked at the big sword in Li Bai's hand, but he scoffed.

No matter how poor the tribe is, there are at least one or two AKs, and the worst is grenades, who will fight with cold weapons.

Even the warriors of the Papagana tribe didn't even have the interest to take a few more glances at this sword, and they didn't pay attention to it at all, perhaps in their opinion, the actual threat of this sword in Li Bai's hand was roughly equivalent to a wooden stick, and no one took it seriously.

After all, the sword has never really been unsheathed, and no one knows how powerful it is.

"Yes, just in case. ”

Li Bai nodded honestly.

The threat of the divine horse gun and cannon in his hand is not as reliable as this sword.

When you go out, be cautious and cautious.

In ancient and modern times, there are many heroes and heroes, who have capsized in the gutter in the hands of those little people who were once not put into their eyes.

Lao Xia shook his head and disagreed.

At this time, dinner was delivered, and each person had a 12-inch iron plate, which was stained with oil.

The old blacks definitely don't have dish soap, they can be washed with plant ash and boiling water, and they are already worthy of these distinguished guests from afar.

He picked up a small piece of roast beef with chopsticks, put it under his nose and sniffed it cautiously, and finally stuffed it into his mouth and tried to chew it, nodded, and said, "Hmm! Xiao Li, it tastes good, it's beef." ”

Then he pulled a slice of pancakes with chopsticks, rolled those roast beef, dipped them in the sauce, and tasted them with relish.

Although the taste is strange, it is not unpleasant.

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After several successive bluffs, they saluted the representatives of the Huaxia peacekeeping force, and then left the scene in turn amid the abrupt sound of dull drums and the shouts of men, women, and children of the tribe.

The next person on the stage was the Huaxia people, a veteran driver from the armored car company, who played a fragment of "Liang Zhu" with an erhu, pulling the earth-shattering ghosts and gods.

One year of piano, three years of Xiao, a lifetime of erhula, the strings are poignant, naturally with a sense of pathos, and many old blacks are crying.

Black people are born with a strong sense of rhythm and love hip-hop jazz, and it is not easy to make them cry.

Many people have heard the violin version or piano version of "Liang Zhu", but they don't know that only the erhu can truly interpret the essence of "Liang Zhu".

Perhaps deceived into tears, the next performance of the Papagana tribe was full of cheerful rhythm.

The harmonica "White Birch Forest" by surgeon Luo Quanjian, who belongs to the same medical team as Li Bai, and the folk dance of female nurse Zhou Xiangling appeared one after another.

The blacks are also good at singing and dancing, and they are not inferior to the Assan.

The atmosphere of the whole party was quite warm, and the alternating programs were undoubtedly full of fresh and exotic atmosphere for both parties.

Rumble!~

Without warning, the bonfire, surrounded by singing and dancing, exploded, and countless flames flew in all directions.

"Damn, what's the situation?"

The driver, Lao Xia, still didn't react.

"It's an RPG!"

Li Bai stood up for the first time, and the long sword in his hand with a sheath in front of him quickly dialed it, picking up all the charcoal fires that flew in front of him, and none of them fell on himself and Lao Xia.

As for the rest of the world, it is beyond the reach of the whip.

The black people who were still singing and dancing and were so happy just now were blown to the ground on the spot, and many of them were even contaminated with fire, some of them remained motionless, allowing the flames to spread over their bodies, and some of them rolled on the ground and let out terrible screams.

Most of the firewood that flew randomly was burning, and the farthest flew forty or fifty meters away, directly igniting the grass roofs of several houses.

The scene exploded at once, and the sound of ping-pong gunfire rang out in the distance.

"Enemy!~" "Enemy!"......

More and more Papagana people are shouting and running back and forth.

A sudden battle befell the heads of the Papagana tribe.

The leader of the tribe, Manbu Arugo, drew the scimitar at his waist and a pistol, raised his hands in the air, and shouted, "Counterattack!"

He couldn't take care of the Chinese guests who came from afar, and all his thoughts were on facing the enemy.

If there were three longs and two shorts, the entire tribe would be slaughtered by the enemy, and the Papagana tribe would cease to exist.

The translator, who was staggered by the previous wave of anger, hurriedly said: "Zheng Wei, there is a war!"

"All got on the bus and prepared to evacuate. ”

This was unlucky, Luan Zhengwei's face was very ugly, but he still gave the most correct instructions.

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