Instructing her daughter to practice throwing knives, the police were frightened and asked to file

Gong Jian then reported to the country on behalf of the Red Cell Group and applied to return to the motherland.

The call was made directly to the brigade headquarters of the Langya Special Operations Brigade.

"Chief of Staff, this is Gong Jian. We are reporting the situation to you from the Warrior School right now." Gong Jian said after the call was connected.

"Graduated? Wait a minute, I'll put the call through to the brigade commander's office." On the other end of the line, Fan Tianlei's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up an extension and transferred the call to the brigade commander, He Zhijun.

"I am He Zhijun, commander of the Langya Special Operations Brigade. Please go ahead." He Zhijun took the phone.

"Hello, Chief. I am Gong Jian, the instructor of the Red Cell Special Operations Team. I am now reporting to you at the Warrior School. Our Red Cell Special Operations Team has successfully completed the tasks assigned by the organization, and all seven members of the team have graduated successfully!" Gong Jian said in a loud and proud voice.

"You all graduated successfully? Well done! You really did live up to my expectations!" He Zhijun seemed very happy after hearing this and praised immediately.

"Also, there is another good news," Gong Jian continued.

"Oh? There's another surprise? Could it be that one of our people won the honor of outstanding graduate? Only one student in each class can get this honor. I didn't get it that year and missed it." He Zhijun asked in surprise.

"Could it be Qin Tian? Or He Xuxiao?" Fan Tianlei's eyes lit up and he asked.

"It's Qin Tian. He won the title of outstanding graduate of Warrior School, and..." Gong Jian deliberately prolonged his voice and said, "Comrade Qin Tian also won the Warrior Medal awarded by Warrior School!"

"What? The Warrior Medal that only two people in Warrior School's history have ever received?"

Upon hearing the news, both He Zhijun and Fan Tianlei were extremely shocked. They couldn't believe their ears and confirmed again: "Really? Is it the third Warrior Medal of Warrior School?"

"That's right, and it's the first one in Asia. It was obtained by Comrade Qin Tian from our Chinese Special Forces Red Cell Special Operations Team!" Gong Jian's face was full of pride at this time. After all, they belonged to the same Red Cell Team and they all shared the honor.

"Good! That's great! When he comes back, I will definitely reward him handsomely! And your Red Cell Team have all made great contributions! I will report this to the superior military region and Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei immediately!" He Zhijun also became excited. This was indeed a huge honor, and it was of great significance for their Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade to receive it!

"Thank you, Chief! The mission is accomplished, and the Red Cell Special Operations Team has applied to return home!" Gong Jian said again.

"Approve..." He Zhijun was about to approve it when his secretary suddenly rushed in: "Chief, there has been a large-scale riot in South America..." The Red Cell Special Operations Group came to Country A in South America to participate in the Warrior School International Special Forces Training Camp, which was originally a mission.

Now that the mission is completed, it is time to return home.

Everyone was quietly waiting for the approval of Brigade Commander He Zhijun.

However, there was a sudden silence on the other end of the line.

"What happened? Why is there no sound?" Everyone in the Red Cell Team couldn't help but feel nervous, vaguely feeling that something unusual seemed to have happened.

"Wait a moment." Gong Jianyan said concisely. He seemed to be aware that the situation was a bit chaotic and a little unusual.

"Is there unrest in South America?" Qin Tian had extremely sharp hearing. Although he did not answer the call directly, he was able to vaguely catch a few words coming from the other end of the line.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while.

"Comrade Gong Jian, everyone in the Red Cell Special Operations Team, I have some bad news to tell you. There has indeed been unrest in South America!" The call was restored, and He Zhijun's voice came from the other end of the line, "The airport has been blocked by anti-government armed forces, and you cannot return home for the time being. However, our warships have already sailed towards South America, and the superiors have issued an order to evacuate the overseas Chinese. You can take our warships back to China."

"A riot? And is the situation serious enough to evacuate the overseas Chinese?" When everyone heard this, their faces instantly became serious. This was no small matter.

"That's right. You must first ensure your own safety, and then follow the arrangements of the Chinese Embassy and the evacuation commander. If necessary, assist them in completing this evacuation mission!" He Zhijun's voice continued to come from the other end of the phone.

After hanging up the phone, everyone fell into deep thought.

Later, they found Principal Cody and confirmed the news that the whole of South America was indeed in turmoil. The rebellion was organized by a South American named General Odu, who called himself the Red Turban Army and used extremely brutal means. In order to seize power, they burned, killed, looted, and did everything they could.

There are even reports that the Prime Minister of South America has been imprisoned by them.

The government forces were also doing their best to suppress the rebellion, which in turn made the situation increasingly tense. Fierce fighting broke out between the government forces and the Red Turban Army in various places, causing great suffering to the people.

To make matters worse, not only was unrest breaking out in South America at this time, but a terrible virus called Mambara was also spreading.

This virus is extremely terrifying, and no effective antidote or antibody has yet been developed.

Therefore, the Chinese government made a decisive decision to evacuate its citizens.

"Young men, our Warrior Academy is planning to temporarily close. You can stay in the school and leave after the unrest subsides." Principal Cody said, "We have sufficient military forces and food reserves to help us get through this difficult time."

Warrior Academy is an international military school. I guess the Red Turban Army would not dare to offend it easily, otherwise they would be asking for trouble.

But the Red Cell Team naturally declined this good intention.

They immediately left the Warrior School and headed for the Chinese Embassy in South America, intending to contact the warship through the embassy and then return home with the evacuation team.

However, they had just walked a short distance out of the Warrior Academy when they were shocked by the scene before them.

What I saw before me was a horrific scene.

The streets were littered with corpses and garbage, and every shop was either burned down or smashed to pieces.

There were screams of terror everywhere, and panic was written all over the faces. The sounds of gunfire, smashing, screaming, and crying intertwined together, like a picture of hell on earth.

Rebels with red scarves tied on their heads could be seen everywhere. They slaughtered crazily without any reason. No matter whether men or women, young or old, or of any nationality, no one could escape their fate.

They seemed to be just venting their anger and showing off their military power. "Why is South America in such a mess?" Standing on the street, even Qin Tian couldn't help but frown as he witnessed the scenes before him.

This was the first time he witnessed the cruelty of war.

When they first arrived in South America, although drugs and criminal activities were rampant in secret, on the surface it was still prosperous and peaceful. Unexpectedly, in just a few months, the country fell into such a state.

In war, it is the common people who suffer.

The wealth they have worked so hard to accumulate throughout their lives and the results of their lifelong struggles may all vanish overnight, and they may even end up being separated from their wives and children and their families broken up.

Qin Tian also saw with his own eyes a child of several years old running in terror on the street, and was hit by a car and fell miserably to the ground. Because the distance was too far, they had no time to rescue him.

There were even some Red Turban soldiers who did things worse than beasts in broad daylight.

"Help! Someone please save us!" The streets were filled with screams and desperate cries for help in Chinese. It was obvious that many Chinese compatriots were also affected. Many Chinese shops were also blown beyond recognition and were in ruins.

"Team leader, what should we do now?" At this moment, everyone in the Red Cell Team had red eyes. This was simply hell on earth.

"Everyone, be careful. Let's go back to the embassy first..." Gong Jian said cautiously, "We are Chinese soldiers. This is a political struggle within South America. We have no right to interfere..."

"Nonsense!" Qin Tian's eyes were red at this time, and he roared in a low voice, "Erniu, take out the national flag! We are Chinese soldiers. No matter where we are, we must protect our Chinese compatriots! Wherever there are Chinese people in distress, there are our Chinese soldiers!"

"Yes, team leader!" As representatives of Chinese soldiers going abroad, they always carry the national flag with them. Hearing this, Li Erniu excitedly took out the national flag and raised it high above his head. The bright red flag fluttered in the wind.

This is the most eye-catching red on the street.

"All red blood cells, listen up and prepare for battle! Any enemy that approaches us will be killed without mercy! No matter what goes wrong, I will take responsibility alone!" Qin Tian gave the order coldly at this time.

"Yes, always be prepared!" The members of the Red Cell Group were also filled with anger at this time, and they all took out their weapons. They saw with their own eyes that many Chinese were also affected by this war, with heavy casualties.

They felt they had to do something.

Gong Jian, who was angrily rebuked by Qin Tian, ​​did not say anything. He knew that he was right intellectually, but Qin Tian was also right emotionally and as a soldier. In the end, he chose to obey Qin Tian and took out his weapons to prepare for battle.

"Chinese compatriots, come here! We Chinese soldiers are here!" Qin Tian then used his true energy to shout loudly on the long street. Seeing his compatriots suffering outside, Qin Tian really couldn't remain indifferent, even though he knew that this might make him a target of the Red Turban Army!

What are soldiers? Soldiers are the people's soldiers!
It is the person who stands up regardless of danger when the people need you!

Qin Tian's loud roar immediately attracted the attention of the panicked crowd on the street.

"They are our soldiers from the East! Are they here to rescue us?"

"We are saved! Thank you, motherland!"

"But there are only seven of them. There are so many Red Turban soldiers. Can they really protect us?"

The Oriental compatriots who could understand Chinese were originally trapped in a lonely and helpless situation, running around. At this moment, hearing Qin Tian's cry, it was as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw in the vast ocean, and they all gathered towards the red cell team.

However, when they saw that there were only a few people in the Red Cell Group, they couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Please keep quiet and follow us closely. We will escort you to the Oriental Embassy safely! We are Oriental soldiers and we will accomplish our mission!" Qin Tian held a flying knife in his hand, the blade flashing with cold light, and shouted in a firm tone.

"Thank you! Thank you so much for coming to rescue us." The people following behind the team knew that the current situation was serious. They were fortunate to have someone come to rescue them, so how could they dare to ask for more.

"Attention everyone in the Red Cell Special Operations Team, mission objective - escort all Oriental compatriots to the Oriental Embassy!" Qin Tian took the lead and rushed to the front of the team to clear the way.

……

"Haha, let's run you guys over!" At this moment, several frenzied Red Turban soldiers drove a chariot and rammed the fleeing crowd. They drove and fired crazily with machine guns, treating it all as a cruel game.

When the rebellion just started, many people joined the Red Turban Army purely to vent their selfish desires. Now, most of the Red Turban Army has no discipline at all and acts recklessly. Even if the leaders of the Red Turban Army know about these atrocities, in order to attract more people to join, they choose to turn a blind eye and do not stop them.

They are trying to conquer the country with violence and viruses, and plunge the people into fear and despair. When the people are eager for stability, they will distribute the antidote to the virus and give small favors to force the people to submit and accept their rule.

"That chariot is coming!" The crazy chariot rushed forward, completely disregarding everything. In the blink of an eye, it was about to hit the team of Eastern compatriots. Some people screamed in fear.

"These people must be tired of living! How dare they block our Red Turban Army's way? Crash them!" Several Red Turban Army soldiers who were bloodthirsty and didn't know how to live or die discovered this mighty team. They immediately went crazy and rushed towards them in their chariots.

"It's going to hit!" The crowd suddenly fell into panic and confusion, and many people instinctively wanted to leave the team to avoid the disaster.

At this critical moment, Qin Tian stepped forward and rushed forward like a flash of lightning.

call out!call out!
Two flying knives flew out of the air, and he first killed two Red Turban soldiers who tried to pick up machine guns and fire, and then another flying knife accurately shot deep into the forehead of a Red Turban soldier driving a car.

However, although the Red Turban Army soldier driving the chariot was killed, the chariot did not stop and continued to rush towards Qin Tian and the team behind him.

But Qin Tian showed no fear. He exerted force on his feet, rushed to the front of the chariot like an arrow, and then punched out hard!
boom!
This punch was like a meteorite falling to the ground, accompanied by a deafening roar, and directly dented the front of the chariot. Then, he grabbed the chariot tightly with both hands, and with a strong push, he flipped the chariot to the ground.

The four wheels were still spinning and the Red Turban Army inside the car were pinned down.

Qin Tian possesses six times more strength than an ordinary person, and now with the blessing of true energy, it is natural for him to do all this!
This scene left everyone present stunned!
Whether it was the members of the Red Cell Team or the Oriental compatriots behind them, they all looked at this scene in disbelief. Is this still the power that humans can possess? However, everyone's hearts also settled down, and a sense of security arose spontaneously. (End of this chapter)