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Chapter 312 I Heard You Want to Spoil Avengers 4?

In the early morning of the next day, when the tank was about to run out of fuel, the tank slowly drove into a small city called Baruto.

"Head, we seem to have gone wrong. Now we have reached the central region of Namibia, and we will go to the western region of Namibia. It is not very far from the seaside!"

After the vehicle entered the city, John told Yu Zhigan the news, and Yu Zhigan felt his scalp tingle.

"How far is it from Windhoek?"

"It's been more than 400 kilometers!"

John is not sure, but the tank is almost out of fuel. The M1A2 tank can travel 450 kilometers with a full tank of fuel, which is almost close to the limit distance.

"Send Pete to the hospital first, be careful!"

"Roger that!"

The armor of the tank was covered with blood, and it stopped at the entrance of a convenience store. Yu Zhiqian and others jumped out of the tank fully armed and walked into the convenience store. Pull down the door, but it's still a step too late.

"The instructor is looking for some food and water, come here!" After speaking, he pointed the gun at one of the black people.

The black man walked over tremblingly: "Don't kill me, I don't know anything!"

"I don't want to kill you, just answer the questions. Do you have troops stationed here?"

"army?"

"Before, I didn't know why I left the city two days ago, only the police!"

After confirming that there was no army, Yu Zhiqian breathed a sigh of relief, and took out a one hundred dollar bill: "This is money for shopping, take us to the hospital!"

"it is good!"

There is money to be made, and he will not be killed. The black man laughed immediately. After Yu Zhiqian and others took the things, they entered the cockpit, while the black man sat in front of the tank, holding the gun barrel.

The city of Baruto is not very big. After 10 minutes, the tank slowly stopped at the entrance of a hospital with a red cross sign on it. Yu Zhiqian immediately laughed when he saw it. This is not like an African hospital, but more like a hospital. In the Red Cross hospital, Pete should be saved.

The Red Cross here is different from the domestic Red Cross that donates quilts to people in the summer and does all kinds of immoral things. It is the International Red Cross. Although Bai Zuo is a saint, he does a good job in some things. For example, the rescue team of the Red Cross will go to the poorest and backward places in the world and bring them some medical assistance.

A tank stopped at the entrance of the Red Cross Hospital, and the doctors and nurses inside were taken aback. After all, the situation in Namibia is too chaotic, and no one can guarantee what the purpose of these people who came here is?
The robbery of the Red Cross hospital and the massacre of doctors and these humanitarian rescuers are not without precedent. In a word, everything is possible in Africa.

"This is a hospital, what are you going to do?"

A white doctor in a white coat and a Red Cross armband came out and was shocked to see the M1A2 tank. Could it be that the United States has peacekeeping troops in Namibia?I haven't heard of it, and the military uniforms they wear are not American military uniforms.

"We came here knowing that you are a hospital. My comrade in arms was shot. Take a look. Don't worry, we will pay for it!" After speaking, Pete was carried out of the tank with the help of others.

Now Pete is very weak, his face is very pale, and he has passed out. Yu Zhiqian was very worried about this guy along the way, but luckily he kept breathing and his heartbeat.

"Come here, there are patients!"

After the doctor finished yelling, someone from the hospital ran out and carried Pete into the hospital. The doctor checked Pete and looked at Yu Zhiqian: "How did he get injured and when?"

"He was pierced through the body armor by a 7 powerful bullet. He was injured about seven hours ago. He has already undergone simple hemostasis and treatment!"

"I know this, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive now. He needs immediate surgery, but I can't guarantee whether he can be saved!"

After Yu Zhiqian heard it, his face turned cold: "Don't worry, if you can't be rescued, I can't guarantee whether your hospital still exists!"

Being choked up by Yu Zhigan, the white doctor didn't know what to say, so he took a look at Yu Zhigan and said, "Send him to the operating room, I'll do the surgery myself!"

"Yes!"

Soon, the small hospital became busy. Yu Zhiqian stood in the corridor of the hospital, took out a cigarette and just lit it, a nurse came over to stop Yu Zhiqian: "Smoking is not allowed in the hospital!"

Yu Zhiqian turned his head and glanced at her. The nurse took two steps back in fright. Yu Zhiqian looked at the cigarette in his hand and shook his head: "Okay, I'll go out to smoke!"

The little nurse was frightened to death, and after watching Yu Zhiqian leave, she returned to her office and looked at the same time in shock: "Who are those people who came here just now?"

"Don't think about it, they must be mercenaries. I don't know where the war was fought. One of them was injured and came to see a doctor! These guys are warmongers, so it's better to die!"

"Why did Dr. Jack save them? I heard that some mercenaries would do anything for money."

"If we don't save people, our hospital may be bombed by them. They came here with tanks."

"..."

"Instructor, Lake, you are here to watch, John, you and I will go to the gas station and fill up the tank!"

"it is good!"

Yu Zhiqian and the others didn't know where the gas station was, but Yu Zhiqian found a police station not far away. There is a saying that goes like this, those who are above work hard, those in the middle work hard, and those below work hard.

There are tanks. In the city of Caruto, Yu Zhiqian is a superior person who can walk sideways. He doesn’t need to search everywhere by himself. He parks the tank at the gate of Caruto’s police station with the barrel facing the gate. Yu Zhigan He took out a loudspeaker that he had snatched from nowhere and started shouting.

"Hey, hey, can you hear me? The police inside, listen, you are surrounded by me, if you don't want your police station to be bombed, you send someone out, I have something to ask you, repeat, you are surrounded I'm surrounded by...!"

Soon a fat policeman came out tremblingly, raised his hand, and shouted loudly: "Hi sir, if you have anything to do, you can tell us directly, we can help you, and we will definitely do our best to help you!"

Yu Zhiqian looked at the fat man and pointed a machine gun at him: "We really need help, get me diesel immediately now, remember No. [-] and No. [-] diesel, and get me enough diesel in half an hour, otherwise if!"

Yu Zhiqian patted the turret of the tank vigorously. After John received the order, he turned the muzzle and aimed at the open space not far away. Old Raman pressed the launch button, and a tank shell flew out and hit the open space .

"boom"

After the explosion, a crater was blown out in the open space in front, and all the glass of the houses more than 100 meters away were shattered. The huge shock wave made even the fat man at the gate of the police station almost unsteady and was blown down by the wind.

"I know, I know, I'll look for it right away!"

The fat policeman picked up the hat on the ground, and quickly rushed into the police station. Immediately after, a group of policemen ran out and started looking for diesel oil. Of course, Yu Zhigan was not afraid that this group of people would run away, after all, their lair was in the Here, if you run away, you will blow up here directly.

"Hey man, you have a nice tank, can I have a look?"

The policemen were probably in their 50s, and some of them couldn't walk, so they didn't go. Instead, some of the more courageous ones walked up to Yu Zhigan's tank, wanting to see the tank.

"can!"

The black man kept touching the tank: "Man, which country does this tank belong to?"

"America's!"

"Is it great?"

Yu Zhiqian pointed to the huge hole in the ground not far away: "The power of a single shot!"

The old black policeman was dazed looking at the shell crater not far away, shook his head, finally sighed, patted the barrel of the tank vigorously, turned his head, and walked slowly towards the inside of the police station. The person's back looks like he has suddenly aged many years.

"Boss, what's wrong with this old man?"

Yu Zhiqian looked at this old man, and suddenly felt that this man was very similar to an old photo he had seen on the Internet before. An old man in an old-fashioned Chinese military uniform was on a Soviet aircraft carrier. Looking carefully, his eyes were filled with words Longing for two words.

The old Namibian policeman also looked like this, looking at the tank under Yu Zhiqian with such a longing expression, maybe he fantasized in his mind that one day Namibia will be prosperous and strong, and there will be such a tank.

Even if it is not rich and powerful, as long as one day Namibia can completely get rid of the chaos of war, at least at the gate of the police station, there will not be an unknown person driving a tank and pointing the muzzle at the police station with the Namibian flag and tell the police in the house to blow up the police station if you don't help them find something.

Yu Zhiqian’s current behavior is like that of those great powers a hundred years ago. If you fall behind, you will be beaten. This sentence has been true since ancient times. Now these small African countries are rampant with mercenaries. The main reason is that they are too weak. There is no military power at all.

Soon, a tanker truck drove over, and a group of policemen were panting, and looked at Yu Zhiqian and the others with apologetic faces: "I'm sorry, I don't know how much you want, so I brought the car here!"

"Just fill it up!"

After Yu Zhigan finished speaking, he took out a thousand dollars and handed it over: "This is your hard-earned money!"

"No, no, it should!"

In the end, Yu Zhiqian still left a thousand dollars, and then drove away in the tank. After watching Yu Zhiqian's tank leave, the group of policemen wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and finally sent the plague god away.

At the entrance of the hospital, as soon as Yu Zhiqian came down from the tank, he saw two white doctors standing at the entrance of the hospital smoking: "Have you read Avengers [-]? It took me three days to finally get the gun version down. I just finished watching it." , Namibia's Internet is really terrible!"

"I didn't read it, tell me about it!"

Just when the doctor was about to give a spoiler, he felt a murderous aura behind him, and saw Yu Zhiqian pointed his HK416 at his head, and John pointed the tank barrel at the doctor.

"You dare to spoil it, try it!"

The doctor looked at the muzzle of Yu Zhigan's gun and John's barrel, took out his mobile phone, and then deleted the gun version he downloaded: "No, I haven't seen it! I don't know anything!"

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