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"This is the military alert area of the Huaxia peacekeeping forces, please stop advancing!"

The interpreters were still shouting hoarsely, but in exchange for the unscrupulous approaching,

The Chinese peacekeepers standing behind the wall collectively pulled the bolts, pushed the bullets and loaded them, and the exchange of fire was about to break out.

"Tear gas!"

The Chinese peacekeepers did not sit idly by and watch the black forces continue to approach, and finally used countermeasures.

Small black dots with cigarette tails flew into the air from behind the wall, crossed the parabola and fell into the middle of the militants.

As a type of non-lethal weapon, tear gas was very effective in a certain area, as it is now.

The strong irritating smoke made coughing sound one after another, and many militants choked on tears and were extremely uncomfortable.

Even the cars that took the lead ran back in a big circle, and even accidentally brought down two unlucky ghosts in the chaos, the wheels pressed up mercilessly, and a scream broke out when they landed, and their thighs were broken alive, and now they couldn't run anymore, lying on the ground while rolling, crying helplessly, and soon being swallowed up by the tear gas smoke everywhere.

Now the crying and screaming were gone, and it turned into a breathless cough.

The Huaxia people inside the walls looked coldly at the two unlucky ghosts who were struggling in the smoke.

Tear gas is not deadly, although the smoke is irritating, but it does not leave much sequelae, the two militants who are difficult to escape have become the two "chickens" who kill the chickens and monkeys, whether it is crying, or screaming, or now coughing in pain, it is to warn other militants that those who trespass into the warning area will not have any good fruit to eat.

The smoke from the tear gas canisters continues to spread and will not dissipate naturally, at least for a short time.

The militants who fled fell into a silent silence, and no one continued to provoke the Chinese peacekeepers' barracks.

They exchanged words for a while, and once again they were ready to move, and they refused to give up.

Avoiding the tear gas, a dozen black men dressed in large trousers and carrying sticks or machetes in their hands scattered among themselves and strode toward the barracks of the Chinese peacekeepers.

The warning of the translators sounded again, this time simply using the recording, the single was infinitely looped, and the electric horn was in hand, and there was no waste of saliva.

As for whether those Tuhei will listen or not, I am afraid that the good ones will not come, and the ones who come are not good, and most of them will come directly to the Chinese peacekeeping forces, and they may not be easily persuaded.

"Huaxia people, eat!"

"Get out of Somalia!"

"You're not welcome here!"

"Coward, let's go it alone!"

"Hahaha, coward!"

"Hagmar can beat you a hundred by one!"

The blacks, who were not carrying any guns but only sticks and machetes, crossed the steel wire fence and went deeper into the distance less than 30 meters from the barracks wall, and finally stopped, separated by 17 or 8 meters from each other, and made all kinds of grimaces and gestures at the Chinese peacekeepers behind the wall.

The Huaxia peacekeepers behind the wall looked coldly at these clown-like guys.

The wall in front of them was thick enough to block close-range light fire, not even a grenade, and it was so high that even a Somali could not climb it with their bare hands, no matter how tall they were.

The guys with cold weapons didn't pose a threat to the barracks behind the walls, they were just bluffing.

So the Chinese peacekeepers behind the wall let them swagger under their noses.

Luan Zhengwei, who saw this scene through the drone, said angrily: "Damn, these guys are scolding!"

"What an old tactic!"

Commander Cui didn't care, what's the use of those guys scolding loudly, his soldiers don't understand it at all!

Most of the Chinese peacekeepers are proficient in English, but they don't know much about Somali and Arabic, and they are limited to a few simple phrases such as hello, goodbye, how much, we are friends, enemies, surrender and don't kill.

As for swearing, sorry, there is no time to teach at all.

Looking down from the wall, it's like watching a pantomime, not more like watching a monkey, pretending to be ridiculous.

It's good not to laugh out loud, let alone expect those Chinese soldiers to be indignant.

ALTHOUGH THERE ARE SOME "FUCK-YOU!" OR "SON-OF-BITCH" AND OTHER SCOLDINGS IN IT, IT IS STRANGE AND STILL INSENSITIVE.

But through those provocative actions, it is still possible to guess some, most of which are not good words.

At this time, it would be uneconomical to release tear gas.

Those old blacks have learned to be obedient, and the distance between them is very large, and if they are driven away by tear gas, I am afraid that the number will be several times more than the previous wave.

Although there are many reserves of tear gas canisters in the barracks, they cannot withstand such consumption.

After all, there are more militants in the distance, and they are waiting for the Chinese to exhaust all the tear gas.

"Lao Luan, can you negotiate with them, if the conditions are not high, just agree. ”

Head Cui also found it tricky.

Those militants are really disgusting, and they dare not fight, but they want to jump up and down under the noses of the Chinese peacekeepers to show their sense of existence.

In a sense, if you invisibly blockade the Chinese peacekeeping forces, it doesn't matter in a short period of time, you just stare at it in shifts, and after a long time, I'm afraid that the supplies will not be able to keep up, including the daily purchase of vegetables and meat, and you can only use the reserve military rations.

I just don't know when the two sides will be spent!

As the commander of this peacekeeping force, Commander Cui must be mentally prepared for a long-term struggle.

It's easy to get rid of those militants neatly, just give the order to open fire.

Type 93 mortars fired three salvos.

The Type 95 on the wall and the machine gun were fired twice.

Let the infantry fighting vehicles rush on another wave.

Once the three-plank axe tactic is passed, it is guaranteed that there will not be a single living person outside the barracks.

In terms of the intensity of firepower output, any infantry platoon can completely blow up the more than 300 dirt outside.

"There will be danger!"

Luan Zhengwei glanced at Head Cui.

"What else would I do? ”

Captain Cui kicked the ball back again.

Responding to all changes with the same is a way, but it is not a panacea, and the turtle will only fall into passivity when he retreats in the barracks, and no one dares to guarantee what accidents will happen next.

The militants gathered outside, with guns and people, clearly with bad intentions.

Luan Zhengwei said in a low tone: "I'll look for people, but you have to give first-class merit!"

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