Chapter 1170 The Journey of 'Joy' Begins

"Didn't you say you would support one of our squadrons with power armor?"

"Aha..., I actually came here alone. () ()|(8) It has nothing to do with the Chinese Military Advisory Group."

"And what about the accessories we want?"

"There are still a few boxes in the transport plane, maybe it's for you. I don't know about the others."

"I thought you were here to support us in an official capacity."

"I'm going to say that I'm here for refuge, do you believe me?"

When it's time to tease, Uncle Zhou is definitely teasing. Wearing a helmet, he talked to Varina in Russian familiarly, with a relaxed and comfortable tone. He really arrived in Syria with a tourist mentality.

As for the T-51a that Xiao Jinlang told Zhou Qingfeng to attack the Americans—oh...it's not good to fight. I am an envoy of peace, why do I work hard when I confiscate the money?

Since there is no direct flight to Syria in China, Zhou Qingfeng took a flight to Moscow first, and then flew to Latakia in Syria with a military transport plane in a special capacity. His whereabouts are top secret, and no one even picked him up after landing.

For camouflage, Zhou Qingfeng's digital helmet was sprayed into the gray of the desert terrain, and the skull mark on the helmet was a little less gloomy and a little more sharp. After confirming her identity with the Russian Ministry of Defense, Varina stared at the helmet for a few seconds, "What should I call you?"

"You can call me 'Hugo'."

"Then Mr. Hugo, how shall I entertain you?"

"I don't represent any government agency. You can just treat me as a free mercenary. You can command at will for about half a month. Just don't let me go to death. By the way, I want to ask if there are any famous scenic spots in Syria Is it? I need to make some travel videos."

famous scenery? Travel video?

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's strange appearance, Valiana was actually ecstatic in her heart. She has been suffering from a shortage of troops, she knows the ability of this guy in front of her too well, the guy alone is worth a well-trained special team.

However, Colonel Cassin, who was standing aside, asked in astonishment: "What did you say? You are here to travel? Where do you think you are? You have to understand that Syria is at war. There are thugs and terrorists everywhere." molecular."

As the landowner, Colonel Cassin also followed Valena. He originally thought that Zhou Qingfeng would be crushed in front of the fierce Russian woman just like himself.

But looking at Valiana's enthusiasm for Zhou Qingfeng, this bearded Syrian is very dissatisfied—the kid in front of him is only 1.8 meters tall, and any bear he pulls out will be stronger than him. And his equipment doesn't seem to have any deterrent effect, where can it compare to the thick power armor?

For the ignorant Colonel Cassin, Valena really scoffed—thugs? terrorist? Do you know who this guy is? The US intelligence agency listed him as an extremely dangerous person. If there is a must-kill list, he is definitely the first one that deserves it!

Valina didn't bother to explain, she said to Zhou Qingfeng in Chinese: "Beside me is an idiot who doesn't understand anything, ignore him. Come with me, no matter what your purpose is, but I'm sure you won't be on the American side , that's enough. I need help now."

"Hahaha..., Major Valena, you really know how to joke. How could I be on the American side?" Zhou Qingfeng thought to himself: As soon as I appeared in this outfit, the Americans would immediately think of the 'Pandora' laboratory The pain of being smashed. That is really heart-wrenching hate!

Leaving Colonel Ka Xin behind, Zhou Qingfeng followed Valena to the other party's command tent. Along the way, he could see many burly Russian soldiers who were guarding or training, and seeing him appear, almost everyone was moved.

"What kind of army is that?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, pointing to a soldier. The other party was wearing desert-colored digital camouflage, tactical helmets, goggles, body armor, night vision goggles, and tactical vests. The equipment was so fashionable that one might even think it was the US military at first glance.

"The 'Eastern' special battalion of the Ministry of National Defense is now under my command." Valianna waved her hand, and two special soldiers who were on guard immediately trotted over.

"I have been waiting for the T-45a power armor supported by China. I can't even get the whole battalion armored now."

"It's really none of my business." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, "Look, I don't even have armor."

"You still need armor?" Valina looked at Zhou Qingfeng who was wearing a full-body cloak on the metal frame, "Your speed is the best armor."

After complaining, the two walked into the command tent. The tall Valena leaned back on a chair and sighed, "I'm glad you showed up, because I'm in a lot of trouble right now."

"What's the trouble?" Zhou Qingfeng walked to a map on the desktop, swiped the digital helmet lightly, and immediately recorded all the information on it, "The toughness of the Americans is giving you a headache?"

Varina shook her head, "The Americans don't need me to worry. They can bully the Syrian government at will, but they don't dare to do anything to us directly? My mission is to fight against terrorists in Syria, but now the whole of Syria is in chaos. It's a mess.

IsIs, Nusra Front, Kurdish Alliance, Hezbollah, etc., these forces are still disintegrating, and they are divided into small groups that people cannot understand. Turkey, Israel, Iran, and Saudi Arabia have all been involved, not to mention the U.S. military and cIa are behind the scenes. "

Combining the signs on the map, Zhou Qingfeng also contacted the communication satellite to search for various information. But soon he had a headache and wanted to blow up. Syria is such a mess. Just one point can explain the problem-Syria is not a normal country at all, and it is divided into various tribal forces.

Even these tribes themselves don't know which side they belong to, or they only belong to themselves. This is also the reason why the Syrian government is weak, because the country is completely disorganized.

And Zhou Qingfeng didn't care about these things, he was here to travel and shoot videos. Looking at the time now, the two days stipulated by Feng Wan are almost over. If I don't confirm to him that I am in Syria, I am afraid that the husband-seeking advertisement will really come out.

"By the way, can I go to Palmyra?" Zhou Qingfeng asked. Palmyra in Syria is a desert oasis with many cultural relics that have been passed down for thousands of years. Although most of the monuments were destroyed by IsIs, it's okay to take a picture of the scene.

"Palmyra was retaken by Syrian government forces not long ago, and there are still many rebels and terrorists left there. Snipers and roadside bombs are hidden everywhere in the ruins of the city. Are you really going?"

Valina looked at Zhou Qingfeng with a half-smile, and Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, "I'm a little scared as you said. Are there other tourist attractions that are safer?"

"No, there are dangers everywhere."

"Palmyra, then. Get me a helicopter and I'll bring back some terrorist heads for you."

Valiana nodded, and the deal was concluded. When the two shook hands, she suddenly asked, "Hugo, what are those two things on the back of your shoulder?"

Zhou Qingfeng's mechanical exoskeleton has a few extra parts, the most striking thing is that there is an extra part on the back of his shoulders. One is long and thin, the other is short and thick, both of them look strange.

"Hahaha." Zhou Qingfeng said cheerfully and perfunctorily, "Everyone went to Syria to experiment with new weapons, so I'll come and try some new tricks too. It's so boring to play with machine gun grenades all the time." 8 More wonderful novels, welcome Visit our library