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

"Who the hell are you?
"The rich second generation who was kicked away by Qin Tian just now climbed up unconvinced, and this time he pointed his AK47 at Qin Tian and shouted.

"You'd better not touch the gun, kid. You're just wasting the weapon." Qin Tian was not polite and kicked the other party's AK47 away. Then he walked around behind the other party in a super fast pace, put a flying knife against his neck and said, "I'm going to kill you in less than a second. You'd better be obedient."

"You, what do you want to do..." The rich second generation was frightened by Qin Tian's terrifying speed and became a little panicked, while the others didn't react at all.

"Little brother, don't be impulsive. We are also acting cautiously. Are you really sent by Ambassador Fan?" The old squad leader was also very surprised. He couldn't even aim his gun at the other party, so he said quickly.

"I am Qin Tian, ​​the leader of the Red Cell Special Operations Team of the Chinese Special Forces. Ambassador Fan has entrusted me to come here to protect you and get some medicine. Someone here is injured." Qin Tian said calmly, then he looked down at the rich second generation and asked, "Am I qualified to protect you now?"

"Special... Special Forces Team Leader?" The rich second generation realized that he had hit a wall this time. It turned out that the other party was really powerful and not an ordinary person. So he said, "Let me go first."

Qin Tian didn't bother with him and just let him go.

"I am He Jianguo, former company commander of the reconnaissance company of the 13th Group Army of the Southwest Military Region of the People's Liberation Army, and also the security officer here." At this time, the old squad leader also put down his gun, walked forward and introduced himself.

"Hello, squad leader!" Qin Tian saluted.

Although the other party is the company commander, according to convention, those who retired later usually call the veterans who retired earlier "old squad leader".

"We have a relatively complete range of medicines here. Let's help the person in first." He Jianguo said as he led Qin Tian and others inside.

Although the rich second generation was still a little depressed, he didn't dare to act presumptuously anymore.

After Qin Tian entered the factory, he used some medicines in the factory and with the help of Rachel, he successfully stabilized Dr. Chen's injuries.

"Qin Tian, ​​your medical skills are simply amazing! Look at the wound on Dr. Chen's body, it has actually healed, and there is no need to suture it. How did you do it?" Rachel looked at Dr. Chen's wound with a face full of astonishment, and couldn't help but exclaimed in amazement. This scene was really incredible.

"This is only part of the effect of acupuncture. If you are interested, you might as well come to China to study Chinese medicine." Qin Tian just responded calmly.

Of course, without the true qi and his military medical skills, ordinary acupuncture would hardly achieve such an effect. However, it would not do any harm for Rachel to learn acupuncture, as acupuncture does have many benefits.

"If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely go to China." Rachel nodded in response.

Seeing that Dr. Chen was fine for the time being, Qin Tian stopped paying attention to him and began to pace around the room, looking at the surrounding environment.

He saw a gun and a stuffed wolf hanging on the wall, so he stopped and looked at them.

"What are you looking at? Do you recognize this gun? Have you ever played with it? I shot this wolf with this gun." At this time, the rich second generation Zhuo Yifan came over, picked up the gun, and introduced it proudly.

"Don't show off these in front of me. I have seen many more guns than you have. Besides, I don't use guns at all." Qin Tian said calmly.

"Are you a special forces soldier? Special forces soldiers don't use guns?" Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but laugh out loud, obviously not quite believing it.

"Who said special forces must use guns?" Qin Tian responded indifferently, then continued to walk to the side.

"Then what do you use?" Zhuo Yifan asked again. He always admired the strong, and Qin Tian's performance just now really made him admire him a little, but it was really hard for him to understand why special forces soldiers didn't use guns.

"He uses a flying knife." At this time, Rachel stepped forward with a trace of admiration in her eyes and said, "It's amazing, much more powerful than a gun."

Along the way, Qin Tian's flying knives left a very deep impression on her, and even overturned her previous cognition, making her feel that flying knives seemed to be more powerful than guns. She even wanted to learn how to use flying knives for self-defense.

"Flying knife? Is that the knife you put on my neck just now? Is it more powerful than a gun? I don't believe it." Zhuo Yifan looked at Qin Tian unconvinced and said, "How about this, I use the gun and you use the flying knife, let's have a fight and let me open my eyes?"

"Forget it, there's no point in competing with you. But sooner or later, you'll have a chance to see it." Qin Tian said lightly. He had a vague feeling that tonight might not be a peaceful night.

It is really meaningless to compare this with this rich second generation, the two are not on the same level at all. But the old squad leader, Qin Tian felt that he was extraordinary. The reconnaissance company was originally a special forces unit. To be able to become a company commander, his strength must be strong.

"Look down on me?" Zhuo Yifan became even more unconvinced. With the beautiful woman beside him, he raised his gun and fired a shot outside the factory.

"boom!"

This shot directly shattered a glass bottle about seventy or eighty meters away.

"How is it? Not bad, right?" Zhuo Yifan is actually a child who likes to show off. He longs for recognition and likes to brag about himself in front of others.

"Do you know that firing randomly on the battlefield is simply courting death?" Qin Tian said coldly, "You have exposed your position now. If the enemy has a sniper, you will be dead."

"Don't underestimate me just because I've never fought in a war. I just haven't had the chance yet. If those Red Turban Army dare to come, I will definitely let them know how powerful I am." Zhuo Yifan still said unconvinced.

"I hope you are as capable as you say, and don't hold us back when the time comes." Qin Tian was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore and just wanted to find a place to rest.

After a while, Qin Tian discovered that there was a map hanging in the office, as well as some models of factory buildings.

"Who drew these maps?" he asked, becoming interested.

"This was drawn by our security officer Lao He. There are a few places that have not been revised yet." Zhuo Yifan came over again and pretended to be an expert and said, "Lao He, come here. I have told you many times about this passage from Area A to Area D. Why hasn't it been revised yet?"

"Change it immediately, change it immediately." He Jianguo said with an apologetic smile.

"Old He, take notes quickly. You're the security captain. What should we do if something goes wrong during implementation?" At this time, the person in charge of the factory also accused He Jianguo with dissatisfaction on his face, obviously trying to please the rich second generation Zhuo Yifan.

Seeing this scene, Qin Tian couldn't help but feel emotional. Lao He, who used to be the captain of the reconnaissance company, has now fallen to the point of being the security captain of a factory and being told what to do by outsiders.

This is indeed a moving experience, but for many veterans, this may be a good destination. There are also some veterans who have dedicated their youth to the motherland, but have to start over from the bottom of society after retirement, but they still have no regrets, and even feel that they regret serving in the army for two years, but regret not serving in the army for the rest of their lives.

"As expected of you, the old squad leader. This map is really well drawn." Then, Qin Tian gave He Jianguo a thumbs up and said. Only he knew that the other party's map actually had some minor mistakes intentionally left.

Because for the people in the factory, they can be familiar with the location of the passage without a map, so these small mistakes are nothing. But if the map falls into the hands of the enemy, it can confuse the enemy.

It was too troublesome to explain these things to Zhuo Yifan who knew nothing about military operations, so He Jianguo would rather be blamed, or perhaps he was too disdainful to explain.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin Tian." Hearing Qin Tian's words, He Jianguo knew that Qin Tian understood the map and understood him, and his eyes were filled with tears. Meeting an old friend in a foreign land always makes people feel deeply moved, as if all the grievances they have suffered are not worth mentioning.

"Old squad leader, just call me Qin Tian." Qin Tian said. People like this who have both ability and character always make people admire them.

"What are you whispering about? Lao He, are you going to change this map or not?" At this time, the person in charge of the factory saw that the two seemed to be playing charades and could not help but start to blame them.

"No change." This time, He Jianguo and Qin Tian looked at each other and both smiled with relief.

As night fell, a bonfire was lit in the factory.

With this fire, the local black people seemed to see hope. They gathered around the fire, singing and dancing, looking carefree.

Seeing this scene, Qin Tian couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

Their homelands have been plunged into war, and they don't even know whether they can live to see tomorrow, but at this moment they can forget all their worries.

This kind of joy, in Qin Tian's opinion, is somewhat difficult to understand.

"Don't understand their behavior? They are just like that, naturally optimistic and open-minded. No matter whether it is poverty, plague or war, as long as they are given a pile of fire, they can sing and dance, enjoy it, and be content with what they have. This is not a bad state." At this time, the old squad leader He Jianguo came over and said to Qin Tian with a smile.

"Born in adversity, die in comfort, we Chinese can't be like this." Qin Tian shook his head.

"Do you think this state of contentment is not good?" Hearing this, He Jianguo was stunned and asked hurriedly.

"This is not contentment at all, it's clearly not striving for progress." Qin Tian said calmly, "This is a world where the strong prey on the weak, and those who lag behind will be beaten. If it weren't for our fathers' hard work in construction and development, China today might be like this South American country, bullied by others. Old squad leader, do you want our country to become like this?"

He Jianguo fell silent. On the surface, these words were about the South American country, but when he heard them, they made him think a lot.

Africa has beautiful scenery, abundant resources, and women with unique styles. Everything seems to be very beautiful. So I live here and being a security captain seems to be not bad.

But it was not until this moment that he realized that this was not the life he really wanted. He was just like those black people, satisfied with the momentary joy brought by the fire in front of him, but ignoring the crisis in the future. "Whether you want to think about tomorrow or not, tomorrow will always come as scheduled. Old squad leader, you stay here, I'll go out to stand guard." Qin Tian said meaningfully, then turned and walked outside.

He had a feeling that this night would not be peaceful, and he could not forget the worries in front of him like others.

Walking out of the factory, a gentle breeze blew by.

Qin Tian looked forward and saw darkness without a trace of light, just like the future of this South American country, which was bleak and there was no way out.

He used his flying knife skills to explore the surroundings, and found that the surroundings were peaceful for the time being. But it was this strange calm that made him feel something was wrong, like the calm before a storm.

He stood in a windy place, pricked up his ears, and listened attentively to the sound of the wind. Once there was any movement, he would be able to notice it immediately.

After a while, a graceful figure came out holding a bottle of beer. It was the female doctor Rachel. She asked enthusiastically, "Qin Tian, ​​why don't you drink and dance with everyone?"

"I have a mission and cannot drink." Qin Tian stood up and answered.

"Qin Tian, ​​you are so mysterious." Rachel said: "Although everyone says that China is a mysterious oriental country, you are different from the Chinese people I have met."

"You are different from the Americans I have met." Qin Tian turned around and looked at Rachel and said, "Do you know that the war in South America this time was probably caused by you Americans?"

This female doctor is kind and naive, and seems to be completely unaffected by capitalism.

"How is this possible? Qin Tian, ​​this is the prejudice that you Chinese have against our country, the United States. We, the United States, are a peace-loving country and have helped many countries." Rachel said.

"Really?" Qin Tian smiled without comment.

"Of course it's true. Our last US president even won the Nobel Peace Prize." Rachel said innocently with a proud look on her face.

"This is the biggest irony." Qin Tian said lightly. The Nobel Prize has long been controlled by Western forces, and the so-called authority is nothing more than a tool for them to manipulate public opinion.

"Qin Tian, ​​you are too prejudiced against the United States. Our United States is actually a very good country." Rachel said. As she spoke, she seemed to think of her current situation and became a little depressed. "But sometimes, there are indeed some bad things."

"Rachel, what Qin Tian said might be true." At this time, Dr. Chen came out with the help of the little black girl and said, "According to my research, the Mambala virus this time is likely to be artificially created and involves genetic weapons... Maybe your country was conducting genetic experiments in South America and accidentally leaked the virus."

"The Mambala virus was caused by genetic experiments?" Qin Tian was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that there was such a complicated reason behind it.

At first, he thought that the US mercenaries wanted to capture Dr. Chen in order to solve the virus problem and gain control and voice in South America. But now it seems that there may be another reason, which is to shut up Dr. Chen.

Because once this matter is exposed, the United States will inevitably face tremendous public pressure.

"How is this possible?" Rachel couldn't believe it. This was such a huge shock to her that it completely overturned the image of the United States in her mind. (End of this chapter)