The Proud Life of Rebirth

"The rule is to confiscate their weapons and send them back to their hometowns."

"Heh, do you think it's useful? Let them go back now, and they will be like this again tomorrow." Brother Hu chuckled lightly.

Mo Li sighed and said: "That can't be helped, they are different from those anti-government armed forces, they are just forced to go to nowhere in order to survive."

Brother Hu didn't say a word. He has been in Africa for so long, and he has really realized how barren and backward Africa really is!

There are three types of militants here.

One is mercenaries like Zhanhuo.

There is also the anti-government armed forces that are supported by certain countries or certain forces and are trying to overthrow the government.

The last type is like these people in front of them. Originally they were just ordinary poor people, but the war caused them to lose their homes. In order to survive, they had to pick up weapons to strengthen themselves and find a way out.

This kind of militants is undoubtedly the most pitiful and pathetic, they are like a group of outcasts.

"Well, they are all poor people. I am going to see if I can absorb some of them into the flames of war. I am short of manpower, they are short of food, and they just get what they need. And although mercenaries are dangerous, they are better than they are now. It’s much better to rob people with a few broken guns like this.”

Mo Li frowned slightly, and said after a while: "I can't decide on this."

Brother Hu chuckled and said, "You don't need to be the master, you are going to send them back to their hometowns, I will wait on the ground, and it has nothing to do with you if they are willing to join."

There are more than 200 militants in this group. Except for those who died, there are more than 100 people here. Not to mention the large number, it should be no problem to choose 2 or 30 stronger ones.

It has been almost a year since I came to Africa, and until now, the war has not done anything except a station. Although Mo Shaokun did not set a time limit for Brother Hu, Brother Hu himself was very dissatisfied.

With so much money from Mo Shaokun, if he doesn't make some achievements, he really feels ashamed to see Mo Shaokun.

But what is needed in this land of Africa is not a small mercenary team that takes the elite route like a saber-toothed tiger, but a large mercenary team that can fight tough battles!

Those small elite mercenary teams that are active on the international stage are unable to pull up a large team due to the limitations of their living environment, so they pay more attention to individual strength and the cooperation of small teams.

But Africa is different. The flames of war are constantly raging here. In a large-scale war, that kind of small elite mercenary group can't play much role at all.

And what Brother Hu wants to form is a powerful army that can always affect the outcome of a large-scale war!Only in this way can he have enough voice in this land of Africa and fulfill Mo Shaokun's ambition.

Therefore, Brother Hu is very short of people, very short of people, and he will not let go of any opportunity to recruit new members.

Hearing what Brother Hu said, Mo Li didn't say anything, but nodded slightly.

"Brother Hu, someone is here." Leopard suddenly walked over and said.

Brother Hu frowned and walked towards the entrance of the station together with Mo Li.

I saw a few military vehicles with the flags of the United Nations and China driving over quickly.

"It's our people, it should be the captain and they are back."

"Didn't you contact them after the accident?" Brother Hu asked.

"I broke through the line of defense before I could contact them through the radio to contact those militants." Mo Li smiled wryly.

Brother Tiger nodded.

Several military vehicles drove into the garrison, and a young man with the rank of major on his shoulders frowned and jumped out of the vehicle.

He glanced around, then looked at Mo Li and asked, "What's going on?"

Mo Li told the story exactly what happened.

The major changed his face when he heard the death of the three comrades-in-arms, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Made, these bastards!"

"How's the situation over there? Nothing unexpected?" Mo Li asked.

The major smiled wryly and shook his head, "Don't mention it, we were tricked. We rushed to that tribe, but they didn't have any accidents at all, and they didn't ask us for help. Instead, they worked as coolies for the villagers all morning until they picked up the tribe just now. The news of arriving at the station came back in a hurry."

In addition to stopping conflicts and maintaining peace, peacekeeping forces occasionally help local people do something.

The major took people to the tribe and found that nothing happened at all. They thought it was someone playing a prank. After all, such things have been experienced before.

From their point of view, if something really happened on the resident side, they would definitely contact them as soon as possible. If there was no contact, it would prove that nothing happened. So they carried forward Lei Feng's spirit in the tribe to help the people in the tribe solve some problems.

It's a pity that they didn't expect that the militants would pretend to be refugees and sneak into the garrison, and then cooperated with the inside and outside to attack so that the people in the garrison had no chance to contact them.

"Hey, these people are getting more and more cunning and greedy. They have learned the essence of Sun Tzu's art of war by adjusting the tiger away from the mountain and cooperating with the outside." Shaokun frowned and looked at those people.

There are often militants who come to the station to make trouble, but in the past these guys just came here to get some food and living supplies, and the officers and soldiers in the station also pity them. Basically, every time they come, they will give more or less. These people get Just left after stuffing.

But who knows that these guys are no longer satisfied with only getting a little bit each time, they even want to occupy the resident and move everything away!It's really a lack of people's heart and a snake swallowing an elephant!

"By the way, who is this?" The major looked at Brother Hu and asked.

"Xue Hu, the head of the Zhanhuo Mercenary Corps." Brother Hu stretched out his hand to the major, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness when he saw Huaxia soldiers far away.

"Hello, hello, my name is Ma Xiang. I have long heard that the leader of the Zhanhuo Mercenary Corps is from Huaxia. I have never had a chance to meet him. I am lucky to meet you today." Ma Xiang had a kind smile on his face.

He is not handsome but has a good face and looks like he is in his early 30s.

"Brother Ma, you're being polite. We're just here to eat. We're all Chinese, and the residence is so close. If you need help with anything, you can contact me at any time."

"Hehe, Commander Xue is indeed a straightforward person, but I'm afraid this is not appropriate. The army has the discipline of the army. We strictly forbid too much contact with other armed forces. If there is any misunderstanding, we can't tell. But anyway, thank you for what happened today.”

Ma Xiang's words were straightforward, but Brother Hu was not dissatisfied at all, he knew what Ma Xiang said was right.

If Huaxia's peacekeeping force had close ties with the mercenary group, it would be difficult not to arouse suspicion from others.

The reason why he said that was actually just to be polite.

After exchanging a few words with Ma Xiang, Brother Hu didn't stay long and took his brothers back to the station.

Those three trucks were full of bullet holes, but with luck, two of them were still able to drive. Although they didn't look good, it was better than walking back, right?

As for the rest of the paralyzed truck, Brother Hu didn’t keep it. He just dragged it back with a traction rope. Even if the truck is scrapped, it’s fine to pull it back and throw it on the training ground as an obstacle course. This is also considered waste utilization. Bar?

Mo Li stood at the door and watched the convoy go away before turning around.

Ma Xiang asked: "Do you know that Xue Hu?"

"I don't know." Mo Li shook her head and said, she would not tell others about Brother Hu.

Ma Xiang raised his eyebrows in disbelief. He had been in contact with Mo Li for a while, and he knew that Mo Li didn't like being close to people at all, but she just stood at the door and watched the convoy leave?If it was just because the war helped them, Ma Xiang didn't believe it.

"Hey, the matter this time is probably more troublesome. Three soldiers were killed, two were seriously injured, and a few others were also injured to varying degrees. It's hard to explain to the higher authorities." Ma Xiang frowned and sighed softly. One sound.

Mo Li was silent, and said after a long time: "This is my responsibility, and I will take it on my own initiative."

Ma Xiang shook his head with a wry smile and said, "How can this be your responsibility? If you really want to be held accountable, it should also be the responsibility of me, the captain."