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Chapter 3107 Militia Checkpoint

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    Crazy Horse could only nod after hearing Lin Rui's words. After all, Black Island Military Company had always taken a streamlined and high-end route, although it later added a large number of mercenaries.  But now they have contracted most of the outsourcing tasks for this African anti-terrorism operation, and have allocated a large number of manpower in terms of training, security and logistics.

    The manpower currently used for special operations is indeed stretched thin.  Apart from the O2 team, only the Gurkha team is useful.

    After the vehicle drove for a while, Sausage began to warn, "We have entered the area controlled by local tribal armed forces. There should be a checkpoint ahead, and we'd better deal with it carefully."

    "It's just a local armed checkpoint. What can it do to us? At worst, just push the gas pedal and rush over." Sergey shook his head.

    "Don't cause trouble. If you can get through smoothly, don't rush through. We are still wearing peacekeeping uniforms, and the vehicles have the logo of the United Nations Food Program. Ordinary tribal armed forces will let them go if they see such vehicles." Lin Rui  He said calmly.

    "But what if they don't let me go?" Crazy Horse asked.

    "If they don't let them go, it means there's something wrong with them. It's very likely that they have been bribed by the secret society. That's why they act as watchdogs on the periphery. If that's the case, we don't have to be polite. We'll hear about it later.  Follow my orders, and don't hesitate when it's time to take action." Lin Rui slowly arranged the weapons in his hands and filled each magazine with bullets.

    Sure enough, after driving for more than ten minutes, they encountered a checkpoint and several black militia-looking men blocked their way.

    "Who are you and where are you going?" One of the black militiamen wearing a red T-shirt and a pair of sneakers asked, holding a gun.

    "He is from the peacekeeping infantry battalion, ordered to perform peacekeeping missions." Crazy Horse leaned out half of his body and knocked on the sign on the car door with his hand.

    ¡°Speaking in French, what¡¯s in the car?¡± the black militiaman shouted, ¡°We need to check.¡±

    "Didn't you understand what I said?" Crazy Horse frowned, "The actions of the peacekeeping infantry battalion are approved by the governments of various countries and authorized by the United Nations. You have no right to search."

    "You have the consent of the government, but not our consent. This is private land. Now if you want to pass by us, you must accept our inspection. We have the right to inspect all vehicles passing here, and even have the right to impound and  Confiscate any supplies you transport." The black militiamen raised their guns arrogantly.

    "It's best not to be like this. We are just peacekeeping forces responsible for maintaining order and humanitarian relief. We have no control over what you are doing here. But if you continue to threaten us, according to one of Hammarskj?ld's three principles of peacekeeping forces,  Article 3: We will have the right to use force in self-defense." Crazy Horse looked at them coldly.

    The black militiaman was obviously stunned for a moment. He did not expect that these blue helmets from the peacekeeping force would dare to refute.  I couldn't help but turn around and look at my companions beside me. They turned around and shouted angrily, "Everyone get out of the car, or I'm going to shoot."

    Lin Rui waved to him, "Come here, I have some documents here to prove our identities."

    "Damn it, I've already said it, documents from the government forces are useless to us. We don't care at all about the various messy permits or passes issued by the government forces. You'd better be wise and open the back  Let us check the car door." The black man in the red vest walked to the car proudly because Lin Rui and others had compromised.

    But as soon as he reached the car door, he was knocked upside down by the car door that was suddenly pushed open.  Lin Rui got out of the car and kicked the AK47 away from the black man.  This black man in a red vest was hit hard by the car door suddenly pushed open by Lin Rui. His mouth and nose were full of blood, and he was knocked unconscious on the spot.

    Crazy Horse also jumped down from the driver's seat, walked over with the light machine gun in his hand and shouted, "Stand still for me, don't move!"

    Those black militiamen only wanted to get some benefits from the car.  After all, these United Nations Food Program vehicles often carry food aid. Under normal circumstances, peacekeepers passing through these checkpoints will also throw a few cans or boxes of cigarettes to them, which is considered a harmless gesture.  Bribery in disguise.

    These black militiamen are also used to getting cards. Inspecting the United Nations Food Program's vehicles is like a welfare for them.  Unexpectedly, they encountered a tough fight this time. The people in the car didn't look like the peaceful peacekeeping soldiers before. They were all violent and vicious thugs.

    Being pointed at so many guns, a few black militiamen immediately abandoned them in a sensible manner.There are no weapons inside, and he doesn't even have the courage to confront the opponent.

    "Scarface" is a fierce-looking guy, and with the ferocious scar on his face, he doesn't look like a peacekeeping soldier. He is simply more vicious than a bandit who kills people and sells goods.  He didn't say much and directly pulled out a jungle machete.  Walked up, brandished a knife and made these black militiamen kneel down.

    The black militiamen were so frightened by this man's ferocity that they could only lower their heads and kneel by the roadside one after another.

    ¡°Ask them, have they seen any container trucks like ours passing by recently?¡± Lin Rui gestured.

    Scarface waved the machete in his hand and roared in French to ask these black militiamen.  When he acts ruthlessly, he is more of a bandit than a bandit.  A black militiaman hesitated for a moment, then he rushed forward and kicked him to the ground. He picked up the machete in his hand and beat him hard on the head and face with the back of the knife.  The black militiaman who was beaten was rolling on the ground, begging for mercy.

    And the other black militiamen nearby, even their faces were a little frightened and deformed, and they told everything they knew.

    Lin Rui¡¯s knowledge of French was limited, so he could only turn around and ask Crazy Horse, ¡°What did they just say?¡±

    "They said that there was a container truck before. Instead of stopping for inspection, it rushed over directly. It broke their crossbar and injured a person. That's why they were so unfriendly just now.  I just want to give us some color and help our companions vent their anger." Crazy Horse said in a low voice.

    Lin Rui's expression changed, "Let's go over and take a look." He and Crazy Horse walked to this simple checkpoint.  Because it was a checkpoint set up by tribal armed forces, the facilities were relatively simple. There were two small guard booths on the roadside, and a horizontal pole was erected in the middle of the road. It was originally used to block vehicles, but it has now been destroyed.

    Lin Rui walked over and inspected it. There were fragments of broken headlights and scratched paint marks on the cross arm, and he frowned slightly.  "The position of the headlights is high enough to touch the crossbar, which means it must be a large vehicle. The paint on it does not look like the paint on the body. It seems to be the outer coating of the container."

    Crazy Horse looked at the color, frowned slightly and said, "Is it a white container?"

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